Chapter 2 – Funeral

"And may he live on in a better place." The headmaster, Dumbledore, said as the cocoon burst into many different colours.

The students of Hogwarts were all outside on the sunny day. Watching as the light flew up into the sky and descends on them. The Slytherin's were the ones who cried, Especially Pansy. Hermione stood up from her spot and started towards the aisle.

"Hermione were are you going?" Ginny asked as she grabbed one of Hermione's hands.

She looked down at the hand, and then at Ginny. She gave a weak smile.

"Just going for a walk." She then continued on her way.

Ginny was going to get up, but was stopped by a hand on her arm. She looked down at the person.

"But she could do something to herself." She while returning her gaze to Hermione's retreating back.

"Leave her be Gin." Harry spoke softly.

"But Harry, she could…" she was cut off by Harry's finger on her lips.

"Leave her be Gin, she'll be fine." With those words said Ginny sat back in her seat and sighed.

"How long Harry? How long has it been?" she asked.

"It's been three months today."

Hermione walked down the aisle. It felt like everything was going by slowly, with each step she took.

She felt eyes fall upon her, and whispers under peoples breathe.

"I heard that she was the on who did it."

"Well didn't she hate him?"

"I wonder how she feels now that the baby's father is in Azkaban?"

"Who knows!"

Hermione kept on walking, ignoring the whispers of everyone behind her. She didn't know exactly where she was going. Only to where her feet carried her. She then felt a kick.

"Its alright little one." She said as she rubbed her bulging belly. "Mommy's going to be fine.

She smiled as she felt another kick.

"You want me to sing don't you?" Another kick.

She laughed. "Alright."

She then cleared her voice and had her wand enchanted to play soft music.

"Baby, Pretty baby,

Don't you cry.

Mommy's always there for you,

Even when you cry

So baby don't you worry,

I'm always there

'Cause I will always love you,

And always care

So baby, baby don't worry,

'Cause I will always be there."

After she had finished singing, she knew that the baby was asleep.

"Sweet dreams little one." She gave her stomach a little and looked up.

What she saw was the spot where Draco was killed. She often came up to this spot, when she wanted to feel close to him. Since she would be leaving Hogwarts tomorrow, and start her job at home with the ministry. It would probably be her last time. She then sat on the floor and leaned back against the wall. She let out a sigh.

"Well it looks like good-bye Draco." She whispered softly.

"Nothing is good-bye forever Mya."

"Hermione looked around. She swore she had just heard his voice.

"Just my imagination." She mumbled.

"Now really Mya. Have you given up on me already?"

"Where are you?" she asked before even asking who it was.

"Close your eyes, then open them again, slowly."

"Alright." She whispered and did what he asked. "But if this is someone playing around with me. I'm going…" she stopped talking once her eyes were fully open.

"Well nice to se you too!"

What Hermione saw was a very life like Draco standing in front of her.

"What…how…why…huh?" she gasped in between sobs.

"Well, the what is me. How, the people who gave me permission to do this. Now for the huh, I have no answer." He smiled at her and walked towards her.

"But this isn't happening. Your dead. I was just at your funeral and…" she stopped and flung herself into his arms.

Draco hugged her while smiling. "Hush, it's alright. I'm here now."

Hermione looked up at him. Tears were coming down her cheeks. She felt warm inside. A feeling that she didn't know that she could feel for a very long time. The feeling that had left her when he had died. She hugged him and held on to him so he would never leave her again.

"Are you staying? They are letting you back? For good?" she asked him. When she looked back up at him, when he didn't answer, she saw a sad distant look in his eyes. "Draco? You're staying? Right?"

Draco turned his head away from her gaze. He didn't want to tell her that he would be staying. Cause he knew if he did, it would break both of their hearts. He had to though. The people that were in charge of the veil grew tired and gave him permission to see her. But he didn't have much time left.

"Hermione, I wish I could tell you yes, I really do, But I can't. It's time for me to go." He said as he rubbed his knuckles over her cheek.

"But you can't leave! You only just got here!" she pushed him away and held back the tears that were threatning her.

"I know, I came to say Good-bye, for now and that I love you."

"I love you too. " she said as she reached for one of his hands.

Draco was confused. He didn't know why she was moving his hand. "What are you doing, Mya?"

Hermione only smiled and laced her fingers with his, so that her hand was on top of his. She then placed their joint hands on her bulging belly.

"The baby wanted to feel it, Drac. It just wanted to feel connected with you." She watched a tear roll down his face, and smiled. Knowing that the five of them were connected in many ways.

Draco bent down his head and placed three kisses upon each triplet. He knew that Hermione thought it to be one baby, just a very large baby. He smiled and whispered something to them. When he lifted up his head he saw his love smiling.

"Thank-you, Love." He smiled and bent down and placed a kiss on her lips. "I love you."

"I love you too." She then kissed him back, except with more fierce and passion.

When they broke apart Draco disappeared. Hermione opened up her eyes and saw that he was gone. She felt a punch and a kick. She placed a hand on her belly.

"Ya that was your daddy." She laughed as the baby moved again. "I think that it's time to go back little one."

She then walked toward the trap door. She opened it and stepped through, but before she closed the door she looked back. She smiled to herself and whispered a single word. "Always." She then closed the door and walked down the corridor.

Sometime during her thoughts she bumped into Dumbledore.

"Oh. Hello professor." She smiled up at him.

"Why Miss Granger, What are you doing here?"

"I was just thinking about things sir."

Dumbledore nodded his head and turned to one of the windows.

"My dear. Life goes comes and goes. We live and we die. It's all a circle of things. But sometimes we out live that death and stay alive."

Hermione frowned. "But sir, we live and die, yes. But we can never out live death. It's impossible."

"He turned around and faced her with a raised eyebrow. "My dear, you don't truly believe that do you?"

Hermione thought on it. Of course she believed in it. It was the most logical explanation, but if it was so right, then why did her heart say something different.

"I don't know sir." She said after sometime.

"Miss Granger, you truly are the smartest witch of your age.

"But sir how can I be if I don't know the answer to a simply theory?" she asked confusingly.

"The answer isn't of the brain. It's of the heart." He said and walked away from the very confused Hermione.

Hermione continued on staring out the window. She watched as two birds flew by her.

"It doesn't make any sense." She mumbled to herself.

"What doesn't Mione?" Ginny asked as Harry and herself came up to her.

She turned her head towards them and smiled. Harry and Ginny was surprised. It was the first time in months that they have seen her smile, and it actually reach her eyes.

"Everything and yet…" she walked to them and linked her arms with there's. "Nothing."

"What doesn't?" Harry asked confused.

Hermione shook her head. "Nothing Harry."

"No come on Mione. What? I don't get it!"

Ginny laughed at him, then Hermione joind in, leaving a very bewildered Harry in the blue.

"Nothing Harry." The two girls said together as they walked outside.

"No really. What?" Harry asked again.

They just laughed at him again.

"Maybe when you're older." Ginny said and started to run away.

"Excuse me! When I'm older." Harry yelled as he went after her. "I'm older then you!"

Hermione watched as they chased after each other, all the while laughing. Ginny and Harry had been going out after the war was over. Harry had defeated Voldermort the day after Draco's death; they had liked each other, for god knows how long. And Hermione was happy for them. She watched them go though the good and bad.

Ron on the other hand had gone to Azkaban the same night Draco died. Everybody thought it was because he had killed Draco, but it was because he had been spying for the dark side. At first they didn't believe it, but sure enough on his left arm was the dark mark. So the ministry officials had taken him away and so had the dementors, who were still with the ministry, perform the kiss. So now Ron was rotting away in a cell of prison.

The Weasley's were kind enough to offer Hermione to stay at their house, but she kindly refused. She didn't tell them why, but had just told them that her and her baby would come and visit as much as possible.

Hermione looked for where Ginny and Harry went off too. She saw them by the lake embracing each other. A tear rolled down her face. She wasn't crying because she was sad. Only because she was happy that she had been with the man she loved one last time.

A/N Well another chapter. Sorry it took so long. Please enjoy. The next chapter will be up soon