A/N: So here's the alternative ending because someone wanted me to write one where Draco and Hermione ended up together! Sorry it took so long!!
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I sighed as I climbed up onto the large roof of my new place of residence. It was always calming to be away from everyone, especially Charlie who had made it his job to make sure that I had everything that I wanted and was never had to do anything for myself.
A noise from behind me startled me. Draco froze, an apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He said as he took a step back.
"Don't worry about it." I told him, sitting down and looking out at the coastline.
"Are you okay?" He asked, taking a seat next to me. "You seem tense."
"I am tense." I growled, falling back to look up at the cloudless night sky. "Charlie won't leave me alone! Everywhere I turn he's waiting to do something for me!" Draco nodded silently. "And you're not much better when I see you." I said before I could stop myself.
Draco's face fell noticeably. "Maybe I should just make your choice easier." He stood and started for his window.
"No!" I raced towards him and grabbed his arm. He turned his head and I saw hurt shining in his icy blue eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that. It's just that this past week has been so stressful and choosing a husband on top of that just made it worse." I could feel tears building up behind my eyes and lowered my head to hide it.
Toned arms wrapped around my shoulders and I sagged against Draco's well muscled torso. He whispered soothing words into my mass of silvery hair until a voice calling for me shot out into the night. "I should go." I mumbled into Draco's shirt. "And you should get some sleep. It must be at least midnight."
He shrugged. "I'm used to being up at night now." The voice pierced the near silence again. "Go ahead." He pushed me lightly towards my window. "I'll see you in the morning."
"I don't know if I'll still be awake by then." I groaned and descended down the side of the building to get back into my room.
Marco was standing at my open doorway looking into my room as I swung through my window. He jumped back slightly when he heard me land with a slight thud. "Where did you…" He seemed to rethink his question. "Never mind that, where have you been?"
"Thinking." I said, leaving the room with him trailing behind me. "Why?"
"There's an emergency. Someone was brought in fatally wounded and we can't tell who she is. People are wondering if we should turn her so we may keep her alive." I nodded and he led me to where she was being kept.
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Lying in a bed was the thin frame of a woman in her mid to late thirties. Long platinum blond surrounded her pale scarred face. Long black lashes dusted her cheeks and her chest rose ever so slightly with every shallow breath.
Even through the heavy scarring and mangling that had happened to the woman's face it was easy for me to recognize her. It was Draco's mother, Narcissa Malfoy.
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"Mother?" Draco asked the woman on the bed as I watched from across the room. "Are you okay?" There didn't seem to be any fear or sadness in his voice but perhaps it just hadn't hit him yet.
The blond woman cracked her eyes open and stared up at her son. "My son," She started to say but Draco interrupted her. "Go to Hell." He hissed and spit in her face before storming out of the room.
I took one last look at the Malfoy matriarch and followed Draco down the hallway. "Are you alright?" I asked as I finally caught up with him.
He sneered at me. "I can't believe that bitch had the nerve to come and find me."
"You don't know that-"
"Yes I do." He cut in, holding up a piece of parchment. "It wasn't pure coincidence that landed her here all the way from London. Look what she was holding in her hand."
I stared at the piece of parchment that he had shoved into my hands. The only thing that adorned it was a simple eye drawn on one side. I looked up at Draco in confusion. "What does this have to do with anything?"
"It's a message to me. She's trying to warn me that the Dark Lord is watching me." I opened my mouth. "And it's more like a threat from the Big Bad Wolf himself." He said before I could make a sound.
"How would you know the Big Bad Wolf?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" He looked at me like I was crazy. "It's a popular wizard fairytale…how do you know him?"
I shook my head and changed the subject. "Doesn't matter. What do you think we should do with your mother?"
"As far as I'm concerned she's no better than a common street whore." He growled and stormed off, this time I didn't follow him.
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My eyes were glued to Draco as everyone else watched while Narcissa Malfoy was prepped for her execution. His face was that of pure hatred and I couldn't wrap my mind around how he could possibly hate his own mother. I know that I would do anything for Sev and I had detested him most of my school years.
Before I knew it Mrs. Malfoy was dead and vampires flocked to her body to feed. I gagged in disgust and turned away from the sight in time to see Draco leaving the room and Charlie glaring at the door in contempt. I sighed inwardly and pushed past him to find Draco.
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A/n: I know it's short but there will be another chapter to this alternative ending. Hope you liked it all you Draco fans!!