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"Dear God, please let me find Hermione soon. She's the love of my life, my wife, my partner. She's made me who I am and she doesn't deserve this one bit." A tear rolled down the cheek of nineteen year old Draco Malfoy as he got up from the breakfast table and walked upstairs. It had been two years since Hermione had been taken by Lucius yet they were no closer to finding her than two years ago.
Draco entered Lucius's old study and sat down at his old desk. Draco took out some papers of his father's drawer and started reading through them for what had to be the hundredth time. Over the past two years Draco's appearance had changed little. He still wore mainly black (at the moment he was in black jeans and a black t-shirt) and his hair was still platinum blonde. His hair did cover his eyes fully though it wasn't long, it was just long enough to fully cover his eyes, that's it. Though you could barely see his eyes he could see perfectly. Also he had gotten his ears pierced. At the moment he had small silver hoops in them. His most precious possession, other than his wedding band, was his diamond cross necklace. He wore this 24/7.
Suddenly he heard something. It was soft, but it certainly sounded like a scream. It seemed to be coming from below the floor. Draco quickly got down on his hands and knees and began searching the ground. He came to a rug and lifted it up. Just as he had hoped there was a trap door there. Quickly, Draco stood up and ran out of the study, putting the rug back first of course. He ran to his bedroom and scribbled down a note.
I found where she is. Come ASAP!
He sent his eagle owl with it to the Order and sighed. He'd see his wife soon! The Order of the Phoenix had been called on to help because Hermione was an important person for it. Of course their main priority was bringing down Lord Voldermort, but they still helped.
Only a couple of hours later Harry, Ron, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Ginny Fred and George Weasley, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas were at the manor. Many of them had only recently joined the Order.
"Where is she?" Harry asked automatically. They were still in Draco's bedroom.
Draco got up from the floor and silently led them to his father's old study. He pulled the rug off the trapdoor.
"I heard her scream in pain. I'm betting my father used crucio on her. Anyway, I think only Harry and Ron should go with me down there. Remus, Tonks, Ginny, Fred, George, Parvati, Lavender, Seamus and Dean you guys need to keep watch. Remus, Ginny, Fred and George guard in here. Parvati and Seamus I want you two right outside the door to this room. Tonks, Lavender and Dean I want you three outside and have broomsticks ready for departure. The extra broomsticks are right by the door. They're all the newest firebolt so that we can be quick. I'm going to make it so that no one can apparate or disapparate on the manor so that my father can't escape. Everyone understand?"
They all nodded and so very carefully Draco opened the trap door. He walked carefully down the stairs closely followed by Harry and Ron. Draco quickly walked through the corridor. Somehow they managed to not run into anyone. They finally reached Hermione's cell with ease. This time it was Harry's turn. He used a muggle way of opening the lock by using a bobypin. It clicked unlocked. Draco snuck in and picked up Hermione's unconscious body, the curse must've made her fall into unconsciousness. Her head rested against his chest. They exited the secret dungeon somehow easily again.
When back in the study Draco handed Hermione to Ron just to be safe. He knew this was just too easy. Draco was the last one to exit the manor. Hermione would be flying with Harry since he truly was the best flyer, though Draco would never admit it. Draco was about to mount his broom when a smug looking Lucius Malfoy appeared.
"Crucio!" Lucius yelled, pointing at Draco. It hit him hard in the stomach, but the pain didn't last long for he was used to it.
"You guys go. I've got some anger to let out." He took his wand out and the others took off, heading for Grimauld Place. He pointed his wand at Lucius, anger in his eyes. "Petrificus To... Protego!" Lucius had sent a spell at him before he could finish his first spell. He just barely blocked it. Draco laughed then, taking Lucius off guard, he said a simple spell. "Ritisempra!" Lucius was sent off his feet and right on top of a broken steak in the ground. It went right through his heart. Draco's eyes went wide. He didn't just kill him... did he? He looked for Lucius's pulse and couldn't find one. Draco ran to his broom, mounted it and took off...
Draco collapsed into a chair in the kitchen of Number 12 Grimauld Place and buried his face in his hands. The only other people in the room were Harry, Ron, Lupin, Tonks and Molly Weasley.
"Draco, dear, what's the matter?" Molly asked kindly, though worriedly.
"I... I... I killed him." Draco said quietly, and then suddenly pain and anger rose in him. A tear rolled down his cheek. "I KILLED THE BASTARD! HE DESERVED IT TOO! HE FUCKED UP MY LIFE AND NOW HERMIONE'S! HE DESERVED TO DIE WITH A STEAK RIGHT THROUGH HIS BLACK HOLE OF A HEART! HE DESERVES TO GO TO HELL!" He yelled out in anger. Everyone stared at him at him with wide eyes. Molly placed a comforting hand on his shoulder as he, very un-Draco-like, started to cry. He hated to show vulnerability, but he had to.
"Here dear, why don't you go upstairs and bring this up to Hermione. She woke up just as they arrived here." Molly handed him a steaming cup of what was obviously a potion. He nodded, took the potion, got up and walked out of the kitchen. Draco walked upstairs until he reached the room that had been planned for Hermione long ago. He opened the door to find Hermione staring up at the ceiling. She was so pale and frail. It would take a while before she got her strength and weight back.
He walked over to her bed and sat in a chair right by it. "Hello, love."
She turned towards him and grinned. "Hey Draco. I missed you so much." He handed her the potion and she began drinking it.
"I missed you too, Hermione. More than you could ever imagine." He found himself being proved wrong about it taking a while for her to get her weight and strength back for after drinking the potion she sat up at the edge of the bed looking just as she did before all this happened.
"So, what has happened to you? You look different and you're looking at me differently." She said just happy to be with him again.
"Oh, do you mean the earrings and hair? Well the hair because I rarely cut it because of my research trying to find you and the earrings just because I felt like it." He paused. "As for how I'm looking at you differently that's because when I turned eighteen the whole veela blood in me kicked in. If girls loved me before, they're now obsessed with me, of course I've learned how to control that power. I'm looking at you differently because a veela can actually sense who his or her mate is and I sense that you are mine." He grinned.
Hermione leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. There was a knock on the door and so they separated. "Come in" Molly walked in and grinned at the couple.
"Hermione, I just wanted to tell you that you have a whole new selection of cloths in your closet." She turned to Draco. "Have you told her everything yet?"
"Not yet. I will when you leave." He turned to Hermione and smirked. "And you can thank yours truly for paying for all your new cloths." Molly left the room shaking her head. "Now let's see. Well first of all we're winning the war. Harry's almost ready to face Voldermort; he just has a little more training left. Now for some bad news. Your parents and the muggle you lived with were murdered. My mother was also murdered. Good news, I just killed my father." He ended with a sigh. Lucius had fucked up his life so much that he was glad that he was dead.
"My parents are dead? But I barely even knew them!" Hermione began crying so Draco sat next to her on the bed and hugged her. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and cried on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry Hermione. If it's any consultation to you, the five guys were captured. In the end they killed themselves so that they couldn't give us any information, yes, but still, they're gone." He rubbed her back softly. It felt so good to have her in his arms again. To bad it was under these circumstances.
"Oh Draco, I love you," Hermione said quietly, her crying beginning to stop.
"I love you too baby, I love you too," Draco too spoke quietly, but in her ear. He kissed her cheek.
There was a knock on the door and then it opened revealing Neville Longbottom. "I hope I'm not disturbing you, but Mrs. Weasley just wanted me to tell you that dinner's being started and should be ready in an hour."
"Ok Neville, tell Molly we'll be there." Draco said kindly. When the door shut Draco turned to his wife. "Why don't you go take a nice hot bath and change? I'm gonna go downstairs and see if Molly would like some help." He kissed her forehead and exited the room. (a/n I know I changed Draco's personality big time, but oh well! It helps with the story!)
Hermione got up and opened the closet. She gasped at all the beautiful outfits. She decided to go simple so she took out a black skirt that reached just above the knees and a pink t-shirt. She got some black undergarments and blushed at the thought that Mrs. Weasley and most likely Ginny had gotten all her cloths. Lastly she grabbed a red towel and some bathing supplies. Hermione entered the bathroom and automatically started a bath. She undressed, turned off the water and got in.