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I had to bring you in for questioning
I went to your grave
Dug up your body
Brought it to my house
Where you lay
Draco had been up the whole night waiting for the right moment. He needed it to be dark enough to start digging, but have enough time where he could fill the hole and look as if nothing had happened. Draco, dressed in all black, went to the graveyard. He had charmed 4 shovels to follow him and he carried one himself. He found his way to her grave in the dark, he had already walked there so many times that day. He began digging with the charmed shovels following, doing what he was doing.
Draco dug well over an hour. The charm on the 4 shovels wore off every 10 minutes and he would have to re-charm them which only slowed him down. Draco still couldn't believe that his wife, his beautiful Hermione had left this world. He regretted not becoming a part of her life sooner. He had only had 5 wonderful years with her but thankfully he had those. If he weren't so worried of what his Slytherin classmates or his father would have thought, it was possible Draco and Hermione would've been in love much sooner.
They had shared a compartment on the way to Hogwarts in their seventh year. It was only right that the Head Boy and Head Girl shared a cabin as they got to know each other outside of class. Draco was stubborn of course. She would ask questions and he wouldn't answer them. He had to make things harder for Hermione, if he told her information about himself it was like he was letting her pass. He however had already known enough about her. He had his ways of finding out information about her, he did come from one of the most powerful wizarding family after all.
"Draco we have to be civil. I won't let you be the reason to get me kicked off of my Head Girl leadership." She said to him after he had denied another one of her questions. "So tell me please, what was one of your favorite things to do as a child?"
The truth was Draco didn't want to answer this question. Hermione hadn't known it but it was far too personal. Draco didn't have any favorite thing to do from his childhood. If you could say it was something fun then hiding from his father would have been his favorite thing. No it wasn't your typical father-son game of hide and seek. It was hide before your alcoholic father could put you under the Cruciatus curse. "Why did you call me Draco, Granger?" He asked changing the subject once more.
"I called you Draco, Malfoy, because I am trying to be your acquaintance. Now I'm asking you again. What was you're favorite thing to do as a…" Draco had pinned her against the wall before she had a chance to finish her sentence. His hands were wrapped tightly around her arms, her feet were barely touching the floor.
"I didn't have anything fun to do as a child!" He shouted at her. "My bloody father was a death eater for Merlins sake! My favorite bloody thing to do was hide from him, alright?" He had grabbed her without even realizing it. "My asshole of a father put me under the Cruciatus curse. My favorite thing to do was to hide from him so he couldn't do it!" He was so close Hermione could feel his breath. His hands, though trembling, still held her tight. She winced at his strength. "You think this hurts Granger? You better be glad Granger that you have Potty and Weasel to watch after you so you don't ever have to feel the pain of the Cruciatus curse." He let her go and sat on the opposite corner of the cabin he didn't want to look at her.
Hermione had known what Draco was talking about. It was only last June that they had encountered the death eaters, and only last June that Lucious Malfoy put Hermione under the Cruciatus curse. Hermione knew the pain of it, and couldn't imagine Draco being put under it most of his childhood. She could feel the tears well in her eyes, "Draco…"
He looked up at her and saw the tears forming in her eyes. For some reason he had felt something in that moment. Had he really hurt her so much that she began to cry? In that moment Draco vowed to never see Hermione cry again.
Draco would have never imagined that the moment he had first had an ounce of care for Hermione was a discussion about the very thing that made him fall in love with her. She knew how much the Cruciatus curse scared him, and she knew how much pain he had been put under over the years because of that curse. Yet she pushed him out of the way so she could feel it for him.
One of the charmed shovels had hit her casket and Draco knew his beautiful Hermione was within it. That night he would find out just why his wife had died. Draco climbed out of the grave and levitated her casket out and gently set it to the side. He opened the casket and saw Hermione peacefully sleeping. But he knew she wasn't sleeping, she was dead. "Mobilicorpus" He watched as her body levitated off the ground. "Hermione's bedroom." He said as her body floated itself towards the Malfoy Manner. The door opened as her lifeless body found its way towards her room.
Draco closed the casket and levitated it back into it's grave. He continued to charm the shovels to help him bury the empty casket. It didn't take as long to cover the grave as it did to uncover the casket. In 20 minutes he was making his way back to the Malfoy Manor with 4 charmed shovels following. He quickly put them away before running up the flight of stairs to Hermione's bed.
She lay in the bed like he had seen her many times before. Her stomach was still protruding as his unborn child slept lifeless within her. If it was a boy they were going to name him Alexandrer Draco Malfoy and if it was a girl they were going to name her Elizabeth Megan Malfoy. Draco did not know if his child was a girl or a boy, he now regretted telling Hermione that they did not want to know the sex of their child, but he did make a note of asking their doctor later the sex of their baby. He had set this room up for her after she had started her 4th month of pregnancy. She often woke up when Draco got up for work. He made this room for her so she could sleep peacefully on nights where she needed some much needed sleep. He was grateful for the last few nights they spent together. She had wanted to be close to Draco.
Draco lay with his arms wrapped around Hermione. She slept peacefully. He had been up for many hours but he didn't want to leave her side. He had just gotten off of work for the week. He couldn't remember the last time he could lay in bed with his wife as she slept quietly. He held her tightly.
She had woken slowly. "Draco." She said softly. At first he thought something was wrong but the tone in her voice said otherwise. "I missed being this close to you." She smiled and turned onto her back so she could look into his beautiful gray eyes.
"I know my love." He said to her resting his head on one of his hands as he moved in to be closer to Hermione. He rest his free hand on her belly feeling the baby kick. "He…"
"Or she!" Hermione corrected.
"Yes or she, is sure a lot like their father." He smiled at her. "Always kicking."
Hermione laughed, "Well if they get in as many fights as you did at Hogwarts then you get to be the one talking to Dumbledore because I'm blaming you." They had many of these scenarios where they discussed their future child's personality. "If they're anything like me they will be spending their time in the library."
"Maybe they'll be like the both of us, they'll just have fights in the library." He smiled at her. Hermione laughed and she brought her hand to Draco's platinum blonde hair. "I love when you do that baby." He said as she ran her fingers through his messy hair. She placed her hand at the nape of his neck and pulled him closer. She traveled her kisses along his shirtless body.
Draco awoke from his dreams as he heard a noise from outside. He looked out the window but saw nothing. He continued to stare for moments. Was there someone lurking in his yard? Could it have been her killer? Draco couldn't take his chances. He stared for 10 minutes waiting. If it was a wizard he was sure they would have apperated out of his yard. He turned back to Hermione. She looked so peaceful like the many times he had walked into this room and found her sleeping. He walked towards her and placed the back of his hand to her face, her skin was cold and clammy.
He had to get to work. He lifted his wand and the sheets came off the bed. The bed had turned into an operating table. Draco moved next to her body and held his wand. "I'm sorry babe, but I have to." He said as he muttered an incantation and used his wand to cut into her belly.
Preview:
So lets play doctor, babe
We'll operate today
Incisions must be made
We need a scalpel now
Under white lights you lay
We've got to hurry up
Before the flesh decays, away
A/N: The song has a shorter chorus first which is just the first 3 lines but I decided to go with the full chorus for the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed this and please Read/Review.