A/N: I have none, haha.

Draco was mad. Actually pissed would be a better word. He was sitting in the Ministry of Magic in the Auror's office while people ran around. Although a couple death eaters had been captured, more then half of them escaped, making it nearly impossible to send them back home. They would have to be relocated.

He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. The Auror's were busy writing up reports, getting the proper papers and making arrangements. He and Hermione were seated in separate rooms at first to tell them their own versions of what happened they were now in a small office that held a desk, that had clearly seen better days, a worn out couch, some dusty filing cabinets and an empty fish bowl.

Draco looked up from the hole in the desk he was staring at that was made by a poorly aimed spell to the couch where Hermione was laying. She was on her back stretched out with one arm thrown over the side of the couch and one over her eyes blocking the light that came through the windows.

He stared at her for a long time. It could have been seconds, minutes or even hours. This was all his fault, if he didn't try to get him to like him, if he didn't fall in love with her and just wait as she fell in love with him, if he didn't make that deal with his father and Voldemort, if he didn't let her go when he could have (after the train ride), if he hadn't brought her into this whole new world different from the one she was so used to, his world, she'd be safe.

"Don't think that, Draco," Hermione said from the couch, not moving.

"What?" he looked up startled.

"Don't you dare start thinking about my safety."

"...but...how?" he said confused.

"I was in your head, Legilimens."

"I thought that only worked on memories," he said scratching his head

"It does, when your thinking, what you think gets cemented into your short term memory, I only got to when you said something about letting me go. Which, by the way, is not going to happen again," she said turning her head towards him.

He sighed, stood up and walked towards her. He sat down near her head and she put it in his lap. "Hermione," he said.

"No Draco, I'm not leaving you, until I have a good reason too."

"It's very dangerous," he said weakly, playing with a piece of her hair in one hand. He thought back to when Hermione was doing the same to him last year.

"I know, but I'm willing to take that risk. I'm not going to lose you again, that month was hell. Draco," she said looking up at him seriously. She waited until he made eye contact with her. "I love you, I'll stick with you."

He looked at her, she looked so determined. "I knew there was a reason that I loved you. Your determination."

"Really, and all this time I thought it was because you love my fiery personality," She said sarcastically.

"There's that too," he said smiling. The first smile he had worn in over 12 hours.

She smiled, but it slowly slid off of her face as she fell into deep thought. Draco let her think, he rested his head back against the wall and despite his will to stay awake soon fell asleep. Hermione followed only minutes later.

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Tonks shook her head. This was insane. Two attacks in one day on high profile people. She looked back over the report and sighed.

Attacker: Death Eaters

Victim(s): Hermione Granger; Draco Malfoy

She could already see the headlines in the morning paper

When We Thought It Was All Over

Attacks on Harry Potter and his sidekick Hermione Granger bring terror to the wizarding community

She shook her head again, stood up, made a copy of the report and filed the original away. Next step, clarify housing arrangements. Where could she put them, where would there be a lot of people to help incase of a battle, where would they feel the most comfortable.

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Arthur Weasley came charging out of the elevator. He was worried, scared and most of all concerned. He marched right up to Tonks, who he had just got done talking to through the fire down in the ministry lobby. She was sitting at her desk finishing up the last report. "Where is Hermione?" he asked quickly.

She looked up and gave him a small smile. "Back there, they're resting. Arthur, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes."

"Is Molly okay with it?"

"Your joking, right?" he said with a small grin. "She was the one who made me get up and come down here."

"It's just for a short while," she said standing up and leading the way to the small office.

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"Hermione!" shouted Molly Weasley as her husband Arthur apparated behind the two teenagers who were now taking a few steps towards the front door of the burrow. She pulled Hermione into a bone crushing hug which Hermione returned warmly. "Are you okay?" she asked looking Hermione deep in the eyes.

"I'm fine Mrs. Weasley, a little shaken up but fine," said Hermione with a smile. Mrs. Weasley had an arm around her as she lead the way into the kitchen for a cup of tea. Arthur followed with Draco walking behind him.

Hermione blinked as she entered the brightly lit kitchen. Sitting at the table was some of the big Weasley clan. Ron leapt up as soon as she walked in and put his arms around her in a hug. "I was so scared," he said.

"There's no reason to be," she said soothingly. Stepping back from Ron she saw Fred and George who were nodding off at the center of the table, Bill who was standing behind the chair that held his wife, Fleur, nodded to her as Fleur sighed a breath of relief while absently rubbing a hand over her stomach who was just starting to show the mark of child. Percy was sipping a drink, his wife, Penelope was upstairs with their 3 month old son Gideon. Ginny and Charlie were no where to be found in the kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley seated Hermione and pushed Draco into the seat next to her while she bustled around the kitchen making up a very large pot of tea.

Ron looked up. "Malfoy," she said curtly.

"Weasley," Draco nodded.

"Ronald," said Hermione in warning.

Ginny came into the kitchen then very slowly. She had her arm around someone and was helping him walk. When he came into view Hermione saw that it was Harry. It seemed they released him after the attacks on Hermione and Draco, figuring that it would be easier to protect them all if they were at the same location.

"Hermione," he said and hobbled forward to give her a hug, which Ginny followed.

"When did you get here?" Hermione asked while she and Ginny helped him into a seat

"What are you talking about! I live here!" said Ginny trying to make a joke.

"Ginny," Said Hermione and Harry in the same exasperated tone. "They sent me here about an hour before you got here," Harry finished.

After everyone was situated with tea cups in their hands and soft cookies to nibble on Mr. Weasley practically begged Hermione to tell her story. She'd just gotten started when Ginny's excited squeal broke the silence. "Charlie's coming home!"

Sure enough Charlie's hand on the clock was rapidly going from Work to Traveling and it skid to a stop at Home. Sure enough the handle on the door rattled and in stepped a worried looking Charlie. "Hey guys." he said shutting the door behind him. He shrugged off his cloak, put it on top of the dozen others by the front door and strolled to his mother who he kissed on the cheek.

"Why don't you pull up a chair Charlie, Hermione is just about to tell us about what's happened tonight."

He looked around and noticed Hermione for the first time tonight. "Why don't I?" Then he noticed the silver-blonde headed kid sitting next to her. Only one family he knew had that hair color. Malfoy. He had to ponder that at another time. He sat down next to Harry, who he noted, looked like shit, but he supposed he'd get to telling the tale to him at another time.

Hermione told the story over again and Draco looked at the steam coming off of his tea.

"Tonks flooed here shortly after 1 and told us what happened," said Mr. Weasley. "They practically made us come and get you."

"I'm sorry," said Hermione.

"No dear, don't be!" said Mrs. Weasley patting her on the hand. "This is your home for as long as you need it to be." she turned to Draco who looked up from his tea since the story began. "That includes you as well Draco dear."

Soon after they were directed to bed. Fred and George apparated to the flat above their joke shop so Hermione was placed with Ginny on the second floor and Draco and Harry were in Fred and George's old room.

Exhausted the whole weasley clan, Hermione, Draco and Harry, were asleep within moments, just before the sun came up.

A/N: Whoot, good chapter, hahaha. It's hot out, btw, 105 ouches, so glad I'm not working. Dedications too...

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