Hermione remembers months passing in a bur, and eventually a year had gone by since the final battle. She didn't realise that she could last a whole year without those she had lost, her parents were now added to that list and she sighed as she got up from her double bed that she shared with Draco. He was sleeping peacefully facing her direction and she smiled. Four weeks ago they had married and Hermione was now pregnant with her first child. Draco was ecstatic but also having a stress attack. Fretting about whether he would be a good father or not.

Hermione scribbled a note to Draco quickly before aparating to a small graveyard. She walked over to two newer gravestones that were slightly separated from the others. She bent down and kissed each of the cold stones before placing a white rose in front of each of them. Her parents had brought her into this world and she would miss them forever.

She let out a sob before aparating back to her and Draco's manor. They had knocked down the aging Malfoy Manor and built and new, smaller but still grand manor. It held everything that they wanted for their home, and everything Draco wanted his old home to be like which was basically minus the Dark Magic and bad memories. She cried out all of her tears before cleaning herself up and going back up to the bedroom. She scrunched up the unread note, Draco was still fast asleep and she kissed him until he woke up. He tiredly opened his eyes and when he saw her standing in front of him, pulled her on top of him kissing her deeply. She grinned sheepishly as she pulled away.

"Come on Draco, we're going to be late if you don't hurry up"

She then left the room to take a shower. She didn't want to go back to Hogwarts today, it held too many bad memories for her to handle, but the one year anniversary memorial service was being held today and the Great Hall and there was no way her or Draco could get away with skiving off it, not that she wanted to of course. The people they were to remember deserved everything, but she didn't want to have to relive it again. She had too many times in her dreams already, but this day wasn't about her pains, it was about the dead.

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As Hermione walked slowly up the stone steps that lead to Hogwarts entrance hall she was glad she had the security of Draco. He was holding he hand softly and she felt protected from everything. It had been the way she always felt when he held her and comforted her.

When they reached the doors she took a deep breath before stepping into the castle she once loved so dearly. It was once her home, her comfort, her security, but after she left she found she had gained a sort of resentment towards the old castle and she never wanted to go back there, but here she was once again standing in the beautiful entrance hall, though for an event she never wished to go through.

As she looked around the beautiful hall she rediscovered in a moment the love she had developed during her years spent schooling here. Discovering her new love for the place she never wanted to leave in fear that she would never return, something which she now dreaded. She never wanted to forget the place; it had brought so much to her but also taken so much away from her.

When she finally snapped out of her thoughts she realised that they were standing in front of the plaque. A single tear escaped her eye and as it began to run down her face before Draco kissed it away.

"Its okay baby, you'll be okay, I know it" he whispered encouragingly in her ear.

She looked up at him smiling, "I know" She whispered back.

He kissed her forehead before walking into the memorial service.

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"Hermione may I talk to you for a moment?" Minerva asked, "Perhaps a coffee in my office?"

"Of course" Said Hermione smiling, it was after the memorial, and Hermione hadn't cried half as much as she thought she would have, so she gladly followed Minerva up to the Headmistress' office.

"Uniting" She said crisply to the gargoyle guarding the secret office.

When Minerva had settled herself behind the large desk, she looked intently at Hermione before speaking.

"Hermione as you know, we are short a few teachers at the moment" She began. "I am aware that you have no qualifications and you are expecting a child, but Hermione we need you, we were hoping that you could teach Muggle Studies"

Hermione absorbed this for a moment before speaking, "But Draco..."

"I am well aware that you two do not cope exceptionally well while separated and that is why Draco will be asked to teach the free Defence Against the Dark Arts classes"

"Draco... a-a teacher?"

"Yes Hermione, a teacher"

"Ah... well, I will have to talk to Draco I suppose"

"Naturally", Said Minerva.

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Two weeks later Draco and Hermione were unpacking into a huge bedroom. They basically had their own house in the castle. They had a nursery already fixed up for the baby, which was due during the beginning of the next year, a kitchen, bathroom and a living area.

"Just imagine Draco, our little baby growing up in Hogwarts"

"Has this ever happened before?" Asked Draco, "A child being brought up at Hogwarts?"

"No" Said Hermione grinning, "We will make history"