A/N- I do not own Harry Potter, or the world of Harry Potter. This story is post HBP, but some of the things may be related to HBP.

This story is the first of the series that I am writing. The "Theory of Things" Series.

Please R&R (I don't mind flame either). Enjoy .

Chapter 1 – Death

They stood facing each other. The rain falling between them, soaking everyone and everything in sight. Around them they heard yelling and the dropping of wands. The war between the light and the dark was now underway.

They had fought their way to each other. Now standing, facing each knowing that one of them would die that night.

Hermione stood facing the death eater. Her breathes came out in sobs, her hair was bushy and plastered to her face from all the running and fighting in the rain. Her cheeks were red, along with her eyes. Her eyes also showed sorrow and compassion. She knew the death, she even came to love him, but she knew it would come to this.
"Why are you running?" she asked with no wand out, nothing for her defence. "I told you we could have helped you!"

The death eater chuckled. He pulled down his hood that covered his face. His blonde hair came to his shoulders, but slightly curled because of the sweat and rain. He was a good two inches taller then Hermione.

Hermione stared up at his intense grey orbs. A tear rolled down her face as she remembered when those very same eyes had joy and love in them whenever they had looked at her. Now they only showed anger and hate.

"Don't you see mudblood? The dark side is winning. With so many now dead and Potter captured along with Weasel and Weaslette, we are winning!" He said with such vanity as he stared at the women he loved, but knew he could never have again. "I wasn't running Granger, merely having you run into a trap."

With those words said the windows, the only door and even the trap door locked with a loud click. Hermione was trapped on the top of the tower, with nowhere to go. She looked around and saw no way out.

"Why Draco? Why are you doing this? I know you, you aren't like this! What happened to the Draco I fell in love with? Huh Draco?" she pleaded to him. She didn't want to die, no she couldn't. Life was growing inside her. Life that Draco and herself had made.

Draco lifted his wand at Hermione. "Don't you see yet. It was all an act. The dark lord planned this from the beginning of this year. I never loved you. Every time we had sex, I used you." He watched with pain, as Hermione fell to the ground clutching her stomach. "I never wanted you!"

Hermione clutched her stomach. The baby was hurting her. It kept on kicking and punching. It knew who its father was, it had sensed it from the beginning. She didn't even notice that Draco had came to her side, because of the pain she was in.

She look up and saw the wand pointed at her face.

"get up." Draco commanded to her.

Hermione slowly got up, all the while staring into Draco's eyes.

"You don't wan to do that, Draco." She said barely in a whisper.

"What did you say?"

"I said that you don't want to do that!" She yelled at him.

"Oh? And why wouldn't I?" He said with a raised eyebrow. "Would you care to explain this to me Granger?"

Hermione pushed his wan out of her face and grabbed the front of his cloak. She then pulled him to her. Her lips were now barely a whispered away from his. She was still looking at his eyes when she saw them go to shock, then confusion, to lust.

"This is why." She said before crushing her lips to his.

Draco stiffened at first, then relaxed and kissed her back. Memories started to flood his mind. Every point up to then, that they had been with each other poured into that kiss. Tears started to flow down his cheeks, and that turned the kiss from mere sparks to a full-blown blast.

She turned her head from him, and he was confused.

"Hermione, what is it?" he asked as he wiped the single tear that flowed down her cheek.

She shook her head and pressed it to his chest. "I love you." She whispered softly so he wouldn't hear.

At that moment a blast was heard from the trap door. Hermione and Draco looked at the dust that was around. Once it was clear Harry, Ron, and Ginny all stood there with their wands pointing at Draco.

"Hermione!" Ginny screamed out as she ran over to her and then grabbed her into a hug. "I was so worried about you!" she then broke down into uncontrollable sobs.

"Shh it's ok. I'm alright." She hushed comforting words as she stroked her hand down Ginny's hair.

Hermione looked up at Draco, then directed her eyes to where Harry and Ron were standing. They still had their wands pointing in Draco's direction.

"Harry," she said softly to him before her voice got a little harder towards Ron. "Ron, please lower your wands."

Harry looked at Hermione and saw the plea in her eyes, he knew what was going on, and she had told him since the beginning. At first he didn't like it, but stopped once he saw how happy Malfoy had made her. He nodded his head and lowered his wand.

"HARRY!" Ron yelled at him. "What are you doing?"

"I'm doing what Mione asked!" Harry retorted. "This is her fight. Not ours!"

"what do you mean her fight? She has nothing…" Ron stopped yelling and turned his head to Hermione. His eyes were full of rage. "You fucking bitch!"

Hermione, whom was stilling holding Ginny, looked at Harry. "Harry please!"

Understanding what she meant . Harry walked over to Hermione and Ginny. He touched a hand to Ginny's back. She then flung herself into Harry's arms.

"Harry you knew?" Ron said through clenched teeth.

Harry nodded. "Yes both myself and Ginny knew. From the beginning."

"You're a fucking bitch!" Ron screamed towards Hermione. "You had every body, well I should say me, convinced that it was mine!"

Draco who had been watching the whole thing was now confused. "What do you mean "mine"?"

"OH OH OH!" Ron gave off a evil laugh. "Well, he doesn't know Hermione? You weren't even going to tell him were you?"

"Draco, I was going to tell you, but then the war started and I couldn't." she stared up at him, her eyes becoming glossy from the tears.

"What? What is it Mya?" Draco said as he grabbed her shoulders.

Hermione smile at the nickname he only knew about and whispered. "I'm pregnant."

Draco dropped his arms to his sides. He didn't know what to say. He was going to be a father.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Hermione thought she was going to cry. "I didn't know how to. The war was starting, you leaving and going off to Voldemort…" she was cut off by Ron's voice.

"And what a bunch of bull!" he spat out.

"Ron stop it!" Ginny, who was now composed, said to her brother.

"No I will not stop!" Ron yelled at her. "She's a fucking lying whore! She used me Ginny! Now you're on her side?"

"Yes Ron!" Harry spoke before Ginny could. "We both are."

"Then you're both traitors!" he then whipped his wand towards Hermione. "Avada Kedavra!"

A green light came towards Hermione and it seemed like everything went in slow motion. She closed her eyes and waited for it to hit her, but she didn't feel anything. Instead she saw Draco run it front of her and grab her in a hug.

"I love you too." He whispered in her ear, as the green light hit him. His body and Hermione fell to the ground below them.

"Expelliarmus!" Ginny and Harry both yelled out, with their wands pointed at Ron.

Ron flew into the wall behind him and was knocked unconscious. Harry then ran over to and bound him up with wand. After that was done he looked over at Ginny. Ginny was kneeling beside Hermione, trying to pull her off the lifeless Draco.

"Come on Mione. He's dead. There nothing you can do." Ginny said while rubbing her crying back.

"Go Away! He's not. He's not dead!" Hermione screamed into his chest, while the tears flowed down her cheek. She then pulled out her wand. "Ennervate!"

Ginny looked up at Harry. She mouthed, "I don't know what to do?" Harry then walked over to them ands tried talking to Hermione.

"Come on Mione. It's no use. He's dead." He said calmly.

Hermione then collapsed into Ginny's arms.