It was the last place Hermione thought she would find Draco malfoy, but she did. It was her place. She came here so she wouldn't go insane from all the sorrow the war has brought her. She was happy that Harry won. Dark lord died finally, for sure now. Hermione knew she should have been happy, it has been few month from the battle of hogwarts and she was plannng on going back to hogwarts. Hogwarts. The place were everything started and ended.

"what are you doing at the cemetery at this time Granger?" he asked cassualy, like everything was fine, like he wasn't her school bully, ex-death-eater and just one of the most horrible persons in her life. well, maybe he wasn't that horrible, but he was horrible to her since she could remember.

"I could ask the same Malfoy, came to grieve your auntie? Or maybe Dark lord himsef? Oh but they're not buried here, are they?" she asked. It was petty, she knew, but couldn't stop herself from it. It was easy to have banter with Malfoy, if she didn't behave like the man before her wasn't same as in hogwarts years, she would have to actually think about him. About who he is now and she was too angry and tired to do that now.

"still childish I see, Granger" he said in the most Malfoy manner ever. He was so different from his hogwarts days. He was more broad and manly but he seemed so shallow, like her.

"well why are you here then?" she asked so fast that she wasn't sure malfoy had done talking.

"why are you barking at me Granger? I didn't take part in the battle, we left. We…listen you won, why won't you just celebrate with your redhaired lot?" Malfoy was definetly not in the mood of any banter, that she could see. But she was too angry, too sorrow, too…

"oh you left, why am I not surprised? Always coward you were Malfoy. Too scared to be properly bad and too scared to be at least decent. I feel sick looking at you. You have no right to be here, no right to be standing in front of the people who died because you were too coward" Hermione didn't know when she started yelling or when she got so close to Malfoy or when she started crying. It happened so quickly. To her surprise Malfoy didn't do anything, he just stared. She could see something in his eyes…pity maybe?

"calm down Granger, I know what I am." He was so calm it made her scream from inside.

"STOP, okay...you have no right to be here. You have no right to be alive and happy and rich and just Malfoy. You lost but still you're the one who gets to have happy ending" she said and she knw she was unfair, that he was not at fault but he was here. She could talk to him, yell at him.

"don't delude yourself Granger, you know just as I do that no one actually won. And don't be sad Granger I won't get more of the happy ending than them" he said pointing at the graves. "I'm going to azkaban you know? My mother got lucky that she saved the chosen one but mercy could only save her from azkaban." He said, but he didn't seem to be angry or resentful, he was calm. He seemed to be okay with the idea.

"well should have thought about that when you decided that death eater tattoo was fashion for you" she said with hatred.

"Granger you look like you're going to explode from all the hate…no, no, from all the sadness and anger you have inside, so go on, tell me what you have inside for month"

"I hate you" she didn't even wait for him to stop talking. "Fred is never going to prank people with George. You know george is never going to be same again. Nymphadora and Remus are never going to see their child grow up. Ted is going to ask one day where are his parents, why are they dead when some deatheaters are still roaming around. Lavender can never become a woman she could be, to hell, she will never be clingy girl she was again, what about colin creevey? He was so young and she fought while you and your whole house ran. You were supposed to be mighty house, slytherin but at the end you were just bunch of cowards" She was crying nonstop now.

Draco Malfoy stood there not saying a word, not even flinching. He stood and listened while she blamed him for things he had nothing to do about. Now all she felt was guilt.

she sat at the nearest grave. It was Nymphadora's grave and she understood why he was here. She didn't say anything. He didn't say anything. He stood there silently for god knows how long. "I'm sorry" she whispered but she knew he heard, then he placed one single rose on the grave and turned around. She didn't see the rose before, maybe because she wasn't looking at him at all. The rose was mix of few colors, it must have been a spell, she didn't know any rose similar to it. Then she realised it resembled Dora and her hair and just her. "wait"

Malfoy stopped but didn't turn around. Hermione stood up. "were you planning on going back to hogwarts?"

"I don't know, my trial is this summer"

"you should" she said suddenly. He didn't turn around, didn't even flinch and left.

That was the moment Hermione Granger decided that she would make sure Draco Malfoy would not go to azkaban. He wouldn't be another lost soul from her past.