AN: Thanks for the positive support! Here's another chapter. No beta. I originally wrote this because of something I saw on tumblr poking fun at Tom. I didn't expect it to go beyond a one shot.

Draco went with his mother whenever she wanted to go out, which was often. Draco still got the stares and glares from people whenever they went out. His mother paid no mind as she shopped. It wasn't until they were denied service at a restaurant that it started to sink in for her. She went home despondent but still hopefully. And Draco just watched her, unable to comfort her. He thought of Hermione, wondered what she was doing. He yearned for the sun, and beach but he knew he couldn't abandon his mother. The manor was cold and empty. There were so many rooms, empty rooms. There was no one to live in them. His mother had decorated, covered up what had happened in there with new paint and carpets. The dining room table was replaced, the carpet where Hermione bled out on was gone. But he knew it was still there. He remembered her screams, he remembered it all. They had let a madman into their home, and a madman had desecrated their home. Draco had no more fond memories of the manor, just nightmares about it.

"What are you doing Draco?" Narcissa asked as she entered the room

"Just brewing a few potions" Draco answered

He stirred the cauldron and then leaned over. He inhaled the scent and closed his eyes. Yes, there it was. The smell of the ocean, the wood from his guitar, and the scent she would leave in his sheets after they made love. He had successfully brewed amortentia. He placed the lid on the cauldon and turned to his mother.

"Going shopping today mother?" Draco asked

"No, I think I've bought everything that I need. Though I do wish to go out"

"Don't let me stop you mother."

"You're not going to come with me?"

"Not today mother"

"I don't want to go alone, I've noticed the people aren't as kind as they used to be"

"They were never kind mother, they feared us. Now there is nothing to fear"

"How do you do it?"

"Really mother? I learned from the best, you"

"I suppose I have been out of touch"

"It's like riding a broom, you never forget how. You just need practice"

Hermione looked out at the ocean as she sat on the beach alone. Somehow it wasn't as calming as it was before. She returned to the bungalow and started to make lunch. She didn't have the heart to move Draco's things. He was so messy, leaving things everywhere. But now they were reminders that he was there. She looked over at his guitar. He had tried to burn it, to destroy it, but she saved it. For what purpose she didn't know. She walked over and picked it up. She remembered how he played it, his fingers strumming along, the way he would hold the neck of the guitar like a caress. She did miss him. She remembered when they wrote a song together and laughed at how terrible it was. But he didn't laugh, he encouraged her to keep writing. She placed the guitar down.

Greg knocked on the door and she let him in. He walked in.

"How have you been holding up?" Greg asked

"Fine, I mean, as well as can be expected" Hermione answered

"You don't have to do this, you can move in with me"

"Ugh no thanks, you're a bigger slob that Tom was"

"Ok, good point. I just want you to know you're not alone. We're here for you. And we're playing again tonight, well just me now. But you should come, we could play that song you wrote"

"No, I don't sing"

"Fine I'll sing, and you be backup, how's that? Besides you wrote that song with Tom, it should be heard"

"Maybe"

Greg smiled and turned to leave when he saw the conch seashell on the table. He picked it up and looked at it.

"This is new" Greg said

Hermione looked up at the giant seashell in his hands. Greg placed it next to his hear to see if he could hear the sounds of the ocean. Instead, it was Tom singing and strumming to his guitar.

"Kat! Kat! Come here!" Greg yelled

"What is it?!" Hermione rushed over

Greg placed the seashell next to her ear.

"It's Tom, he's singing that song he wrote for you"

Hermione held the shell close to her ear and smiled. Draco must have charmed it before left. Greg picked up Draco's guitar.

"I'm taking this with me so you'll show up tonight"

Draco sat in his room, playing guitar. He had transfigured the guitar, but it didn't quite sound the same. His mother burst into his room and he looked up.

"What are you doing with that thing?" Narcissa asked

"Practicing, is there something you wanted?" Draco asked

"These people, they are so vile and rude! I can't even have tea in the afternoon anymore!"

"Mother, I thought you were above this"

"I am! But the snide comments, the glares, it's infuriating!"

"They don't like us! They never did! And after everything's that happened, they're not afraid to show it to us!"

"But you were acquitted of all charges, I served my house arrest! What else do these people want?!"

"It doesn't matter that we served our time. They still hate, they will always hate us. Why do you even care what they think? Why do you even want to stay here?"

"This is our home, I will not be driven out by these rude insignificant people! They have no manners, no decorum, they're almost as bad as muggles!"

"Muggles aren't all that bad mother"

"What are you saying?!"

"What I'm saying is that, no one wants us here! Why do you want to stay? There is nothing for us here!"

"We have friends"

"We had friends. Most of them are gone either in Azkaban or they've fled. And I don't blame them"

"This is our home! We have lived here for generations. I will not be driven out! To just leave, it means-"

"It means they've won, which they did. We were on the wrong side. We lost. So how is this any different?"

"So you're ready to leave then?"

"I would never abandon you mother"

Hermione was on stage with Greg. greg was playing Draco's guitar and playing the song Hermione had written with him.

I dig my toes into the sand

The Ocean looks like a thousand diamonds

Strewn across a blue blanket

I lean against the wind

Pretend that I am weightless

And in this moment I am happy….happy

I wish you were here…..

Draco looked at the seashells in his hands. They were the only thing he had taken from California. He left everything else behind, his clothes, his guitar, and her. He started to move them around and then smiled. He quickly placed them back in his pocket and apparated to Gringotts. He entered his vault and looked around.

Hermione was busing writing another song when Greg showed up at her bungalow.

"Writing another one?" Greg asked

"Yeah, it just comes to me now" Hermione said

Draco was at the jewelers, handing them the seashells and then the pearls he had taken from his vault. The jeweler looked at him confused.

"You want me to do what?" the jeweler asked

"Make all this into a bracelet" Draco said

"But these are just shells"

"Yes, I'm sure you're very talented"

Draco returned home and noticed the house elf was acting strange. He walked over and saw the house elf holding his cell phone.

"Tippy what's wrong?" Draco asked

The elf shrieked and almost dropped the phone.

"Tippy doesn't know. Strange box started beeping and a straight light keeps appearing. Tippy was trying to clean it"

"Give it to me and go clean something else"

Draco took the phone and realized the batter was almost dead. He went to charge it and realized there were several texts. Mostly from Greg. He opened it to see he had sent him a few videos of him performing and Hermione was on stage next to him. Draco played the latest video.

Greg was playing his guitar, with Hermione next to him. He didn't recognize the song at all.

I see your picture
I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine
You have only been gone ten days

But already I'm wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know that I care
And I miss you

Draco was impressed that Greg managed to play a song that sounded different. He saw the next text.

She wrote this for you. She's been writing a lot lately

Draco quickly looked at the other videos. He clutched the phone in his hands and held it close to his heart. He would do anything to go back to be with her. He sat down and kept watching the videos. His mother found him in his room staring at his phone. She noticed the forlorn look on his face and wondered why he was so sad.

The next morning Narcissa was dressed and ready to go out. Draco was going to the jewelers to pick up the bracelet he had commissioned.

"Draco, we're going to be late" Narcissa said

"Late for what Mother?"

"We are having tea"

"We always have tea, and you're right here"

"No, we've been invited to tea"

"Who would invite us?"

"Draco! It's rude to decline an invitation from a friend. Now come along"

Draco walked out of the floo and dusted himself off. He looked around while his mother was busy talking to someone.

"Draco! You're still alive" Daphne said as she walked over to him

"Daphne" Draco said as he hugged her

"I didn't believe Blaise when he said he found you pretending to be a beach bum"

"I wasn't a bum, I was more of a free spirit"

"I'm sure you were very free with yourself there"

"I didn't know you had invited us to tea"

"I didn't, mother did. She dragged me back from Italy. I was having such a wonderful time there"

"You and Blaise?"

"Says the person who was pretending to be a beach bum playing terrible music"

"My music isn't terrible"

"Blaise said everyone there was drunk"

"Blaise was drunk"

"Not that drunk, he knew your music was bad"

"Did your mother invite me over so you could insult me?"

"No, she invited you over because your mother is secretly plotting"

"Do tell"

"She believes that you should find a lady friend, someone respectable"

"Then why am I here?"

"Very funny Draco. It's not me she's looking at, but my sister"

"Tori? Isn't she like 12?"

"She was only 3 years younger than me!"

"I always picture her as 12 for some reason. She's your little sister"

"I know, she's about to graduate soon. Mother wants to marry her off as soon as she can. She's given up on me"

"Tell me your secret, so I can get my mother to give up on me"

They had tea, and it was quite uncomfortable. Melanie Greengrass, Daphne and Astoria's mother poured the tea. Astoria sat there looking down at her teacup, too shy to speak to Draco. Daphne merely watched. Draco was bored. Narcissa tried to bring up topics they could talk about.

"So you're about to graduate, aren't you excited?" Narcissa asked

"Yes, I'll be glad to be done with school" Astoria said timidly

"Time goes by so quickly. It seems like yesterday you had gotten your letter" Narcissa said

"Yes" Astoria said

"Daphne how was Italy" Draco asked

"It was beautiful, you must come next time. Blaise would love to see you" Daphne said

"Daphne, you shall not be invited men with you on trips to foreign countries! And you shall not be visiting strange men in foreign countries!" Melanie scolded

"Mother, it's Draco. We've known each other since we were children" Daphne said

"You are still a lady"

"And he's still a gentleman! Besides he's more like a brother to me than anything. And Blaise is not a stranger! We went to school together!" Daphne said

"Daphne! Stop it right now!"

"Draco, do you want to see the gardens?" Daphne asked as she stood up

"Of course" Draco said getting up

Daphne grabbed his arm and led him away.

"That girl will be the death of me" Melanie said

"She voices her opinion quite vocally" Narcissa said

"Yes, well, that's why Astoria here is much better suited" Melanie said

"I wouldn't know, she hasn't looked up from her teacup nor said more than a few words to Draco this entire time"

"He still thinks I'm 12" Astoria said taking a biscuit, "Not that I mind, he's kinda old"

"He's the same age as your sister!" Melanie said

"Yeah, totally old" Astoria said

Thanks for reading. The songs Hermione and Greg used were both by Incubus. They are Wish You Were Here and I Miss You, which sounds amazing acoustic. Just saying.