Title: Ferret
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'Hermione.' she opened her eyes and looked at the room around her. It looked like a tower. She looked at the door and saw Draco standing there. He was in his black robes and a silver circlet on his head. She smiled.
'Draco!' he ran to her and hugged her close to him. Tears formed in her eyes, 'Oh, Draco. I'm so glad your safe! I thought she'd pulled us apart forever.' Draco pulled away and took her hand. He kissed it and slipped a silver and sapphire ring on her left ring finger. She gasped as he looked into her eyes.
'Marry me. Marry me and have the baby. Once I leave… it all you could do to remember me.' Hermione stopped.
'What?'
'I made a deal with my mother. She'll let you go. You and my son. She'll let you go, but I have to stay. I have to marry that witch Pansy, and you'll be safe.' Hermione felt tears spring up in her eyes. He wiped them away, 'My father's going to be here soon. Marry me. Marry me and I'll return. I'll come back to you and we'll have a real family.'
Hermione nodded and kissed his cheek, 'I will. I'll marry you. But… what do I name your son?' Draco smiled and kissed the rise of her breast.
'Name him what you wish. I only want you to be ha-" a green flash hit him in the back and his eyes want dark, 'Happy.' he fell to the floor. The circlet bouncing away and his eyes staying open in death.
Hermione fell onto his chest crying, 'Draco! Draco, no! Please. Anything but this. Anything!' Narcissa smirked at the girl.
'You should have left. You should have left when I told you to. If you had left, he wouldn't have died. Are you willing to die for him? Are you willing to kill that bastard child for him?' Hermione didn't answer. She pulled Draco's sword from it's sheath and held it out to Narcissa.
'I die by my own terms.' she plunged the sword into her chest and Draco awoke drenched in blood. He pulled his sword from Hermione's body and stabbed it into his stomach.
'Good-bye… Mother.' he fell down and his crimson blood mix with the blood of his true love. The color didn't change it stayed crimson. Their blood wasn't so different.
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