A/n: hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in such a long time!!!! Please forgive me...puppy dog smile. Lol, anyway, here's another chapter...Hope you like it!!!
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"Noooooo!!!!" Hermione screamed, bolting up in bed and staring around wildly.
Draco jumped up from the chair he was in and ran over to her. "Its okay, Hermione." He said, sitting next to her, and pulling her onto his lap. "Its okay," he murmured again into her hair.
Hermione buried her head into his chest, letting the tears fall. Her fists clutched pitifully to the front of his shirt as sobs racked her body. "I remembered! Oh Merlin, Draco, I remembered!! How could I have forgotten it?!? Draco," she choked, "it was horrible!' She clinged to him, crying for the parents she barely knew.
Draco held her close, murmuring to her. His eyes however, were focused on some point on the wall, flames of anger dancing in his eyes. Those bastards. He thought vehemently. They will pay. I will make them pay.
After a while, Hermione's sobs quieted, and she fell back asleep. Draco laid her gently back down, and pulled the comforter over her.
Draco walked over to where Harry and Ron were, and collapsed into a chair. He was worried. He ran his fingers through his hair, something he'd been doing a lot lately.
"It was the right thing to do, wasn't it?" he asked, "letting her know the truth." He looked up at the two boys, his eyes finally resting on Harry, who saw the misery in his eyes. "I hurt her so bad. I don't want to hurt her. Father made me hurt her in the past. But now that I can be better, I hurt her again. But she had to know, right?"
Ron glared angrily at him, but Harry nodded. "You did the right thing, mate." He said supportively. "Merlin knows what they had in store for her. Thanks for getting her out before something happened."
Draco nodded, looking back at Hermione. Suddenly he paled, and turned back to Harry. "they were going to make her marry The Dark Lord on her sixteenth birthday." He stated, his eyes widening as he remembered his father telling him when he was younger. Your mother doesn't need to worry about that girl. She's going to be just fine. She'll be better than fine, because when she's sixteen, she'll marry the dark lord, and have everything in the world.
"Merlin." Harry said, at a loss for words. He looked over at Hermione's sleeping form. "I wont let them touch her." he said vehemently.
"we cant let them." Draco vowed. "I lost her once due to my father. I will not lose her again to the dark lord." Suddenly, his voice quieted and he called out, "Marvin."
Harry and Ron gave him a confused look, but all was explained when a house elf hurried out of the fire, and over to Draco.
"sir?" Marvin inquired quietly.
"I want you to watch her." Draco said, motioning to Hermione. "Don't let anyone in unless they are accompanied by me, understood?"
Marvin nodded, and Draco continued, "if she begins to fret, or wake up, send Taran to come find me ok?"
Marvin nodded once again. Draco stood and gathered the photobooks off the in table. "Thank you." he whispered to Marvin, before turning to Harry and Ron. "we need to talk to Dumbledore." He said, leading the way out of the room.
"Dumbledore's here?" Harry asked, relieved.
Draco nodded. "Along with Snape, Fudge, and some mediwizard."
Harry and Ron followed Draco to his mother's room, where a house elf, presumably Lacy, let them in. Dumbledore, Snape, and Fudge were sitting next to the fire place, conversing in quiet tones. Upon the three entering, Dumbledore looked up, and the conversation stopped.
"Ah," Dumbledore said, after surveying the three boys, "I believe we need more seats. He flicked him wand and three chairs revolved out of the air, settling quietly onto the floor. The boys took their seats.
"Now, what did you three need?" he asked, peering at Draco over his glasses.
"Erm...well..." Draco began, not knowing where to start. "Maybe it would be best to show you?"
He got up and walked over to stand in front of the three men. Harry followed, standing just behind Draco to his right, silently giving him support. Ron stared coldly at Draco, and after seeing Harry's pleading look grudgingly stood on Draco's opposite side.
"Sir," Draco said, clearing his throat. He handed the books over to Harry, keeping his book. He flipped it open and handed it over to Dumbledore. "The top right one." He said, as the three men looked at it.
He took Hermione's book from Harry's arms, and opened it to the close up of her parents. "This books Hermione's." He said, handing it to Fudge.
The men looked back and forth from his book to Hermione's, confusion on their faces.
Finally, Draco turned and walked over to his mother's bookcase, and pulled out a slim blue photo album and flipped it open. "This is my moms," he said, looking over at the group. "There all of her best friend and her best friend's husband and daughter. Her best friend and her husband were killed in a death eater attack. Their daughter was never found. My," he choked, "father told me the girl was to marry Voldemort on her sixteenth birthday."
He walked back to the group, and handed the last book to Snape. In unison, Dumbledore, Fudge, Harry, and Ron leaned over to see the next photo. They gasped.
Smiling happily up at them was a family. A mother, and father, and a little girl. There was no mistaking the girl. She smiled up at them, from the safety of her parents arms, her bushy brown hair was pulled into pig tails, and her eyes were filled with laughter. It was Hermione Granger.
Dumbledore strode into Draco's room, the others in following in his wake.
"Enervate" he said, walking over to the bed, his wand out.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked up at Dumbledore. "I remembered more," she said, despair in her voice.
Dumbledore nodded, and sat gently next to her. "Miss Gra-er Hermione, I need you to tell me everything you remember. I need to hear it from you."
Hermione nodded and sat up determinedly. "Mother was telling me a story. A house elf came in and..." She was suddenly cut off by a scream from Harry. He was on his knees, clutching his scar.
All eyes snapped to him. "he's mad." Harry said, looking up at Dumbledore. "They came to get Hermione. No one could find her. He blew her house up. Tomorrow, their..." he paled suddenly, and turned to look at Ron. "Tomorrow, they're going to attack your house. They think she's there!!! We've got to get the Weasley's out!!!" he yelled, looking at Dumbledore wildly. "They can't stay there!! Can they stay at the Headquarters?! Will they be safe there??? Where else can they stay?!?!"
"They can stay here." Draco said suddenly, remembering what his mother had said.
Ron glared at him. "I am not staying in the same house as you, Malfoy!!!!" He yelled.
"Enough!" Dumbledore said angrily. "Ron, its time to set differences aside.
"I won't set anything aside when it comes to him!" Ron snarled, pointing at Draco.
"This will be the safest place for you and your family. I'm staying here until Draco's mother is better, and Voldemort is afraid of me. Ron, think logically." He turned back to Hermione, who had tears in her eyes. "Try and get some rest, dear." He said gently. "I dare say, we'll be having guests soon." He ran his wand over her forehead, and her eyes slowly closed, as she was sent back into slumber. Finally he stood and turned to Ron, who was still seething. "Ron, we're going to the burrow, so we can alert your family, and you can get packed." He turned to Harry. "Can you get the twins?" he asked.
Harry nodded and disappeared with a crack.
Dumbledore turned to Snape. "Alert Charlie and Bill." Snape nodded, and he too was gone.
'I'll go to the ministry." Fudge said, before he too left.
"Watch over her, Draco." Dumbledore said, as he laid a hand on Ron, and they disappeared.
Draco nodded his eyes on Hermione. After he had called house elves to make up the guest rooms, he laid down next to her.
"I'm so sorry, Hermione." He murmured, stoking her hair. "will you ever forgive me?"
Hermione snuggled closer to him.
He smiled wearily. "I'll take that as a yes then." He said to the sleeping girl.
He laid there and watched her for a few minutes, before his tired body finally slept.
He was roughly woken up a few hours later, by someone pulling him out of bed. Before he could even comprehend what was happening a fist connected with his jaw.
"You bastard!!!" his attacker screamed, punching him again.
A/n: well what do you guys think??? Remember, R&R!!!