This is a DMHG/songfic. I don't own the lyrics which belong to to the Dixie Chicks. There won't be any proposing in this because Hermione and Draco eloped.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except Ethan Jacob, Morganna, Sarah Michaels, Morganna,Jeremy, and Charlie.

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It's the day after the Great War came to a close. Many casualties came from bth the Light and Dark sides, but the Light side prevailed.

The moon is full and my arms are empty...

Hermione Granger stands at the entrance of her husband's tent. She sighs and wraps her arms around herself, letting her hands rest on her stomach, which looks slightly bloated. She shivers noticing that it's a chilly day in July.

A man walks up to her, shaking his head.

All night long how I've pleaded and cried...

The man, also known as Harry Potter, hugs Hermione saying in a whisper,"We found him laying next to his father's body. Its like he's unconscious. The Healers say he may never wake up again."

You always said the day you would leave me would be a cold day in July...

Hermione sobs into Harry's shoulder.

Your bags are packed, Not a word is spoken...

Harry lets go of Hermione he replies, "You go rest up. You don't want to hurt the baby."

Guess we said everything with goodbye...

Hermione lays on His cot facing away from the entrance, thinking about two days ago.

FlashBack

Hermione walks into Draco Malfoy's tent looking pale and sick.

Draco turns to face her. Right away he notices something is up. He makes her sit on his cot-like bed.

"Mia?" He says crouching down in front of his beautiful wife, playing with a lively curl that fell into her face.

"Draco," Hermione starts, "I have some news."

Draco looks at her expectantly at her for a moment, but when he notices her state of nervousness, his look calms down to a loving, concerned, and patient look.

"Draco," Hermione stutters, "I-I uhm I'm pregnant." She turns away from Draco her tears flowing down her cheeks.

Time moves so slow...

Draco absorbs this quickly and lifts her chin to make her look into his eyes, "Love," he says, "That's fantastic! I promise I'll be there, and I'll be the best dad there ever was..."

Promises get broken on this day in July...

Hermione smiles and hugs him, "You'd be the best dad even if you weren't trying."

Draco smiles, "Mia, get some rest. You need your strength. You're doing everything not only for yourself, but for the baby, too," Draco says.

Hermione nods, laying down on Draco's cot.

He lays down beside her and watches as she drifts off to sleep and soon follows suit.

Suns comin' up comin' up down on Main Street...

The sun cascades over their faces as it travels in through the window above them.

Draco wakes up and gets off the cot. He grabs his bag, taking out a sheet of parchment and quill, he sits down at his desk and writes a brief, but very unique letter.

Children shout as they run and play...

As he finishes, the one, the only, Harry Potter walks into his tent with a grim look in his eyes. He looks carefully at his new found ally and friend. He smiles as he finds a pile of brown hair in his bed. "So she told you, eh?"

"Yeah," Draco says, "I can't wait for the end of the war. That way, we can raise the baby in peace, away from all this violence."

"Well," Harry replies, "You may want to grab your wand, 'cause we're movin' out."

Draco nods, and waits for Harry to leave. When he's the only person that is conscious in the tent, he puts the letter he wrote in an envelope, places it on the pillow next to Hermione, and kisses her on the forehead. He walks out into the rising sun, wand in hand ready for the war to end.

He turns around and places a protection spell on his tent so that no evil would be able to enter and be able to hurt the love of his life or the product of his love for his love.

End of FlashBack

Head in my hands here I am standing in my barefeet,

Watchin' you drive away,

Watchin' you drive away...

Hermione takes the letter Draco wrote for her out from her pocket and reads it aloud, "Mia," It started, "You know I love you. Hermione, something's going to happen today. I know it. I can feel it in my bones all the way down to my soul.

"I love you with all my heart, body, and soul, which is why I am asking you to not mourn if I die today. If I do die in battle, please go on and watch over our baby; watch our baby grow up into someone incredible.

"I ask if our baby's a girl, name her Morgaine, Morgan or Morganna, after my great grandmother. She was a great woman. You remind me of her so much in personality.

"If the baby's a boy give him a strong Latin, English, or Irish based name. Although I wasn't 'close' to my parents, we all had either Latin, English, Irish based names. Make sure you raise him to be the opposite of his good ol' dad.

"Hermione, you must, I mean it's the most important thing you must do, rememebr to take care of yourself. You need to grow old as our child makes his or her own decisions, taking certain steps in their life. Watch as their children grow up.

"I will always look out for you and will always love you. Love always, Your Dragon."

You said that we were gonna last forever you said our love would never die...

"He loved you so much," a voice comes from the entrance of Draco's tent.

Hermione rolls over to see Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend, "He'll be missed," Hermione whispers, then adds, while placing her hands at her stomach, "He'll miss a lot of things, too"

"Yeah," Blaise replies, "But, he'll live on." Blaise nods to her stomach already knowing from Harry mentioning it.

Hermione sits up, looking to Blaise's feet and says "Blaise, he would want you to help me raise the baby. You know that, right?"

Blaise nods, motioning her to follow him.

Hermione gets up and walks over to Blaise.

He brings her out to watch the sunset.

It looks like spring and feels like summer weather on this cold day in July...

I took down A Cold Day in July and separated it into a three part story. I also added and fixed it. So if anyone wants to read it, add some reviews, too.

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