Chapter 3: A Tale of Woe Begins...

"I really don't know where to start" Severus said with a lost look on his face, "might as well be blunt

I suppose. Hermione Granger was not Hermione Granger, but was Hermione Malfoy. She and

Draco were married about four months ago." What in the bloody hell are you saying Severus, that's

absurd, asinine even, did you hit your head or something boy? That's completely insane. Hermione

Granger and Draco Malfoy hate each other Severus, they would never marry, not even if their lives

depended on it." "Well Minerva, it appears that they happen to be very good actors because, that is

what everyone was supposed to believe. I was there, I witnessed their wedding, I stood for Draco, I

was the best man, if you don't or won't believe me ..." Severus stood went to his desk, took the

wards off quickly and quietly then grabbed a small book and walked back to McGonagall thrusting

it into her hands and sat again while saying," believe these." Minerva opened the book to find that it

was a photo album. She gasped at the first photo as the tears started to flow freely once again, she

looked up at Snape to see that he too was silently crying while looking down at the picture of his

godson and his wife.

Harry Potter was now sitting at a window in the Astronomy Tower of Hogwarts looking up at the

sky. "Hermione, I don't know if you can hear me or not, but I will find out what really happened to

you I swear I will." He began to cry once again. "Gods Mione, you haven't even been gone for

twenty-four hours yet and I already miss you so much, I love you Hermione and I swear on my life I

will find out the truth." He wiped his eyes took a deep breath and began his to Gryffindor Tower.

"You mean? You knew? How did? Did Severus?" Draco stood stuttering while staring at the

Headmaster. "My dear boy, please, sit, calm down relax yourself." Dumbledore said. "To answer a

few questions, yes I know about your marriage, No Professor Snape did not betray your trust and

tell me about your relationship. However, I only know of your marriage, naught of your relationship.

I was wondering if you would talk with me about it." "Sir?" Draco replied the tears evident in his

silver eyes. "Draco, I feel it would be beneficial to you if you were to talk about it, and well I am

offering my ear to listen because I am a fool for romantic tales even the tragic ones." Dumbledore

said with a sad smile. "Well sir to be honest with you I don't know if it's exactly what could be called

a romantic tale, tragic yes, there were only moments of romance truth be told. It wasn't Romeo and

Juliet by any means sir." Draco said trying to reason with himself more than with Dumbledore.

"Mister Malfoy please, let us sit and talk not as Headmaster and pupil, but as friends. I'd like to help

you now to understand better for yourself, for your own sanity, and for your heart. So, please tell

me your tale Draco, tell me the story of Draco and Hermione Malfoy." "Draco and Hermione

Malfoy..." as the tears now rolled from his eyes like a waterfall. "She was the only light I had found

in my dark world sir." "Draco, please call me Albus." The Headmaster said, while reaching across

the desk and placing a comforting hand on top of Draco's. "Oh Gods, she's gone. She was all I had

and I pushed her away, I pushed her into deaths waiting arms." Finally, Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin

King, had fallen from his throne.