Alright here's Chapter 10. Enjoy.

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Chapter 10: Without this, Without Us, Without You

"Expelliarmus," Severus Called, knocking Hermione's wand out of her hand before she could complete the killing curse.

"Are you insane?" He catechized her seriously.

"Possibly," She shot back.

"I can't believe you just tried to kill me!" Ron yelled.

"Yeah, I'd do it again if he weren't standing here." Hermione glared. "Just give me one more chance."

"I think this is enough," Miles intervened. "It's time we all go home."

"Value what Draco has done for you by staying alive," Hermione hissed. "Because if you come near me I don't care whose there. You're mine."

" 'Mione," he whispered.

"I hate you! You let me blame Draco for everything! You knew that I had found the cocaine and you didn't even bother to take the blame for it. You fucking prick!" Hermione lunged for her Wand.

"Leave Ron," Harry shouted, before she would reach it.

She reached it and spun around searching for him.

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Draco apparated in his living room, he slid to his knees, hands covering his face as he cried silently.

There was just something within him he couldn't grasp to control the tears that slid from his eyes. He whipped his eyes on his shirts and laid flat on his back. He laid there a long time before something wet poked him in the ear and something else crawled over his chest.

"Tepid," Draco grunted rolling over onto his left side and stared down at the two pets before him. "Torpid."

The silver and white ferret Draco referred to as Tepid tried to claw back up Draco's shirt.

Torpid, the completely white one, sat there in submission as Draco petted it.

"You still love me," Draco said. "Don't you?"

"Yes," Hermione said quietly lying behind him, and slipping her fingers through his hair softly.

Draco turned over to get a good look at the woman staring back at him. Her eyes wavering slightly.

"Doubting you was one of the stupidest things I've ever done," she admitted.

Draco elected to stay silent, allowing her how more time to speak.

"I never wanted you to feel for a second that I'd stopped loving you," Her hand slid down his cheek.

"I felt barren inside," Draco told her. "When you told me you didn't want to discuss what he'd told your father. When you accused me of doing cocaine, spending the disappearing money on possibly another woman, or perhaps to further my high. When you stopped talking to me, when you refused to let me touch you, when you looked at me with disappointment."

Hermione focused on their pet ferrets that were cuddling into Draco's stomach.

"For the first time in several years I felt dead." Draco let more tears slip from his eyes as he watched Hermione start to cry. "I longed to hear you say, "I love you," but it never came."

Draco took her hand in his. "But never once did I feel you didn't love me,"

"I'm sorry," She choked as he pulled her in close to him.

Draco listened as she mumbled off her apologies.

"It's okay, 'Mione," Draco said before kissing her slowly, savoring the feeling of her lips on his. A feeling he had missed these past several weeks. He smiled as Hermione rolled over and pulled him on top of her.

"I love you," Hermione pulled her lips away to catch her breath.

"I love you too," Draco said picking her up and caring her into the bathroom for a shower. "Let me show you how much."

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Severus paced back and forth in the Granger living room.

"She really tried to kill him," Narcissia thought a loud.

"That's a new trick," Jennifer added.

"One that has me worried." Miles said. "Hermione doesn't just up and try to kill her best friends."

"He's been asking for it," Ginny said shaking her head.

"We should have kept a closer eye on him," Harry said.

"Please," Severus spat. "He's a grown man. I would think you're having enough of a hard time Ginny's mood swing."

"Yeah, but he's stupid when it comes to Hermione." Miles said. "He needs to find himself a distraction, someone he can appreciate just as much as he does Hermione."

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"Does this place ever close?" Ron asked walking into Raiment; the store Draco had introduced him too.

"I close when the bars and dance clubs close." Tim said looking up. "What brings you here?"

"I needed a distraction," Ron said walking around the counter and sitting down next to him.

"I'm all ears if you want to talk about it," Tim offered.

Ron nodded, but stayed quiet all the while conscious of Tim's eyes resting on him.

"My sisters pregnant," Ron said.

"Harry's not a disorderly lad, he's respectable enough,"

"Yeah, I know. I'm just surprised. It's the only good news I've heard in a long time." Ron admitted. "I haven't been by to see my parents in months. Their probably wondering if I am in some sewer dead. I completely wrecked my somewhat stable relationship with Draco and Hermione. The Granger's probably think I'm some drugged up dead beat, which by the way I was, until Draco took me under his wing and attempted to make me reputable enough to at least walk next to him."

"I didn't even know Draco had it in him," Tim asked offering Ron a smile who returned it.

"Neither did I," Ron admitted suddenly feeling a little nervous.

"Come on," Tim said Taking Ron's hand. "Let's go to a dance club, see if we can cheer you up."

Ron followed silently; watching silently as Tim closed up shop. Tim offered his hand, and Ron took it apprehensively.

"I promise I won't bite to hard," Tim whispered wrapping Ron's arm around his shoulder, and began walking down the street.

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Draco rolled over slightly drawing Hermione into him; he kissed the top of her head, relinquishing the feeling of having his wife nestled up against him. He rubbed his hands over the smooth curves of Hermione's breast, over her stomach and traced his fingers down her legs.

He pulled away from her. Slightly removing the blanket, he looked her over before kissing her stomach, gently caressing her breast.

"Draco," She moaned.

"I know," He whispered.

She gasped lightly, when Draco settled between her legs.

Draco tucked his head into the nook of Hermione's neck, as her hands slid down his sides before stroking his back as she massaged his shoulders.

"I love you," Draco whispered.

"I love you too," Hermione warped her arms around his neck sliding her fingers through his hair.

He laid his head on her chest and listened to her breathe, crying calmly.

"Draco?" She questioned feeling the light tears drop onto her stomach.

"I'd die without this, without us." Draco told her. "Without you,"

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All right, hope you Enjoyed. I was disappointed that I didn't kill off Ron but I didn't want Hermione turning into a murder.

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