They raced hand in hand towards the dungeon meeting place, side stepping dead bodies along the way. Weaving their way through curses, hexes and bodies, they found Voldemort heavily guarded by Deatheaters who were throwing Killing Curse for all that's worth. Hermione and Draco were ushered towards Voldemort.

"What is happening Father?"

"Unexpected Auror attack. Somehow they found out that I am in the Malfoy Manor and they launched an attack this morning."

"Shit. Let's get out of here to somewhere safe," Hermione took her "father's" hand and Draco's to apparate out of the room.

They landed in Hogwarts Head Common Room.

"Why here?" Voldemort looked around.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place," Hermione stated simply.

Draco began throwing many locking, silencing and protective charms around the room.

"Okay, it should be safe for now." Draco sat down with the father-and-daughter duo on the couch. That's when Draco noticed a bloody patch on Voldemort's robes.

"You're hurt," Draco pointed at his robes and said. "Lie down, I'll heal it for you."

Voldemort looked at Draco skeptically and said," I don't need healing."

"Dad please, you are losing a lot of blood."

Voldemort laid down to allow Draco to work his healing hands on his great gash on the stomach.

"The cut's too big, I can't heal it alone. Moreover some kind of magic seems to be preventing me from healing it. I think we need to combine our efforts to neutralize the magic first."

So they sat on the floor in a circle, holding hands while Draco and Hermione started chanting. Voldemort felt like he was weakening rapidly and before he had time to ask why, he had already blacked out.

Draco and Hermione chanted a different spell after Voldemort blacked out. Slowly, soul-like substances started to enter Voldemort's body one by one. Twenty minutes of endless chanting later, all of Voldemort's horcruxes have returned. They stopped chanting and Hermione passed out. Draco finished their job with the Killing Curse.

Two months after the War, the Aurors are rounding up the rest of the less dangerous Deatheaters and Hogswarts was reopened, however, few made it back. Harry was killed during a fight and Ginny committed suicide during Harry's funeral. Ron joined Neville and his parents in St. Mungo's after Ginny died. The shock was too much for him. Many others have lost their lives, some others were heavily injured and still in coma. Everybody lost somebody dear in the war, the outcome was saddening. Classes resume in a sorrowful atmosphere for everyone were still grieving.

Hermione was asked into the Dumbledore's office one day.

"Hermione, I believe it is time to let you know the truth of your past."

"Other then me being adopted?"

"Yes. You are actually the daughter of Tom Riddle, and the birth mark was not drawn by me to help you in your mission. It was merely concealed when you were born until then. Draco is your half-brother for Lucius had given his wife to his Lord."

"Why did you lie to me? Just so I can help you kill my own father right?"

"Hermione, you got to understand, it was for the good of the world."

"Good of the world or not, I don't give a damn anymore. The truth is you tricked me. You made me kill my own father without even telling me he is my father. I fell in love with my half-brother and you said nothing about it even though you knew. Guess what? I am pregnant with his child. I am pregnant with the child of my half-brother. It's a fucking crime do you know that?"

"If I told you in the beginning, it would work. The Horcruxes Gathering spell is an ancient magic that requires the user to be in love with his or her siblings and both must be the direct descendent of the wizard."

"Are you trying to justify your mistake? Because it is not working," Hermione shouted and walked out of Dumbledore's office, slamming the door.

While Hermione is in the Astronomy Tower writing her last letter to the world, Draco was searching all over the castle for his bride-to-be after hearing of the saga in Dumbledore's office. By the time he reached the Astronomy Tower, the only thing greeting his arrival is a letter written for him and a lone shoe at the ledge of the window. He rushed to the window to see Hermione laying motionless on the ground and blood all over. She was rushed to the hospital immediately.

Three years later, Hermione graduated from a muggle college with a Law degree. She was told by her muggle parents that she had lost her memory due to a car accident before she started college and anything before college, she knew nothing about. Graduating with her is her twin brother Drake Granger, though they look nothing like each other and their friend Blay. Oddly enough, given her brother's good looks and the amount of girls that threw themselves at him, Drake never dated. He was there whenever and wherever his sister needed him. He was her chauffer, tutor, counselor and confident. She even detects a hint of jealousy when she talks about her boyfriends to him.

"Are you ever going to tell her the truth," Blaise nudge his friend as they watch Hermione mingle with her guest at their graduation party.

"It's too painful for her," Draco replied, never taking his eyes off his sister.

"What about yourself? Are you even going to move on?"

"I am contended with being by her side, looking out for her and making sure she is happy. I do not expect anymore out of my love. I don't think I can ever move on from what has happened. We had a child for goodness sake!"

With that, the two best friends ended their conversation and they moved where Hermione is standing with her friends to join in the talk there.

That's all folks...haha...

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