Chapter 8

Draco was standing over his mother's body as he held his ground ageist his father. He had been lucky enough to defend off his father so far. But he was badly hurt, were as Lucius Malfoy was slightly burnt. Draco knew he wouldn't last much longer, when a cry came from down the hall came. Help had finely arrived. Draco starred at his father as if daring him to stay only for him to hiss "You better hope your mudblood slut parents are just as lucky as you on this night" Seconds later someone came crashing into the room. "This isn't over Draco!" His father screamed before making his escape.

Draco's knees buckled as he saw Potter face running toward him. It looked like the kid had somehow been where ever Sip went to get help. Draco fell forward only for Harry to catch him, helping him to the floor. Draco knew he was about to pass out do to how hard it was to breath and keep his eyes open. He had to warn Potter and make sure his Mum was looked after first. "Mum…Help my Mum first" He could hear Potter saying a slight 'ok' but before he could go look at Narcissa Draco breath out "He's going….after….Granger's family….too" That was the last he said before all went black.

Harry wasn't sure what to do as he took hold of Malfoy form hitting the ground next to his mother. Harry heard the other members of the party entering the room now all wands at the ready, but it was too late Mr. Malfoy had got away. Seeing as Ms. Wesley was there now, Harry was more than happy to pass off Malfoy and move to his mother. However before Draco passed out his words were clearly a very real warning. Mr. Wesley looked to his two oldest sons "With me" They all 'popped' out to go get Hermione's parents.

"Fred, pick him up, George, get his Mother." The twins did as they were told as Sip handed them flu powder. Believing they might be too injured to travel any other way. Ms. Wesley sent Ron first to give the Med-witches time to get ready. George took Narcissa throw fallowed by Fred and Draco. Hermione was next. Ginny, Harry and Ms. Wesley were all that was left "Sip can you wait for the W.G. too arrive before cleaning up the mess?" Sip nodded her head as Ginny was sent to the hospital next. Once, Harry was on his way. Molly got some things for the two injured Malfoy's before leaving as well.

To Hermione's great relief her parents were fine, but it turned out Malfoy warning was very veiled. His father was in there home when the Wesley's 'popped' in. Lucky no one was hurt Mr. Malfoy sadly got away again. "What is going on Hermione? Why was that man attacking us?" Her mother asked, as many faces looked her way hoping for an answer.

"I wish I knew Mum, the only people that can answer that are both in critical condition right now." She felt a sudden pull on her heart strings, Draco could die, his mum could die, and somehow their deaths would be her fault, but she'd never know why. She'd never know what sent Lucius Malfoy off the deep end and after her family. All she'd know is Draco might have used his last words to save her and her family. She couldn't begin to understand how someone who hated her so much would let his dying words save her. 'What happened in that house, to make Draco try and save muggles?'

No one wished to leave the hospital, as Ron parents told people over and over again what little they knew. Hermione just held her parents hands keeping an eye on Draco door. They were told he would pull through, but his Mother was most likely not going to make it. The spell that hit her, had burned her internal organs to the point, no potion or spell would ever fix the damage. A med-witch had left Draco along only a few minutes ago, claiming she be right back. Hermione noticed the door open making everyone looked too see who was there. Of course it could only have been one person.

"Where is my mum?" Draco voice was hardly a whispered, but Hermione could hear it. She came to him before anyone else could move taking hold of his waist and shoulders to help him stand. "Take me too her" he whispered in a soft sad voice. He must have known they believed she was dying. Hermione didn't ask anything she just said a soft 'alright' as she helped him down the hall to his mother's room. News reporters were snapping photos of them as they moved down the hall. Everyone trying to get Draco to answer wild made up stories, as the hospital team tried to push them out the door.

She didn't notice everyone had followed her, but waited outside the door to Ms. Malfoy room once she entered. Draco took a chair moving it as close to the bed as he could just to hold his mother's hand and whisper softly to his mother. His words were full of the sound of guilt and comfort, as he did his best to sooth the women pain. Hermione left the room, knowing this was a moment Malfoy would wish to be along with his mother. As midnight came around, so did a sad amusement, Narcissa Malfoy had passed away.

Draco had never left her side; he held her hand the whole time. Just telling her everything would be alright. There was little else he could do for her; he blamed himself for all this. If he had not been so stupid to fall in love with Hermione, and keep hoping she'd feel the same, if he had never taken her photo or slept with her, if he had been stronger, faster, or anything but himself, his mother would not of needed to die to protected his worthless life from his father. Med-witches did their best to comfort him, but Draco pain was too deep. No one would get to see him for a few days.

The Grangers had been staying with the Wesley's for the past two days. There house was on a kind of wizarding lock down to keep them safe until Mr. Malfoy was found. Draco Malfoy would be joining them soon for a few reasons. The number one reason, he had no other known family to go to. Turned out Narcissa was somehow related to Molly, which meant she could take him in. Seeing how the house was filled with people inside and out, Draco would also be safe there for the time being. And finely the hope was that maybe someone there could get the boy to tell them what happened.

Charlie and Bill had moved into a room together, while Harry, Ron, Fred and George got a room as well. Percy got a crap load of stuff dumped in his room; he still wouldn't talk to his family for whatever reason. The med-witches believed a room of Draco's own would give him better rest, of course. Mr. and Miss. Granger also needing a room, made the already cramped house feel even smaller. There was almost no wears to be alone, no piece or quit and worst of all. There were talks of bring other members of Hermione's family to stay there as well, just encase!

Before Draco showed, everyone took turns hiding in his soon to be room, just to get a second alone. However it was short lived as Draco Malfoy joined the party two days after his mother died. An with him, came reporters, people talking to him about his family business, his family money, bills, funeral plans, and many, many more. All trying to get things done as fast as they could, with the only person they could, Draco Malfoy was not really Molly Wesley's kid yet. There was a shit load of papers to file out before that could happen and Molly hadn't gotten the chase to even ask the boy, if he'd like her to do it. It was a completed mad house!

When Mr. Wesley could no longer take it they started to case reports as far off the lawn as they could. Told anyone just dropping in to see Draco, they had to make an appointment by owl and sent them on their way. It took hours for all the people who didn't need to be there form just coming on by. As if that was a really safe plan too began with. Anyone of them could have been Mr. Malfoy using a potion or spell to hide his true face after all. Ginny, Hermione, and Ms. Granger cooked all afternoon for the large mess of people they needed to feed. Thank the gods; no one in the house hold had to pay for it. Hogwarts had sent them all the food they'd need.

As the table was being set Hermione made her move to go see Draco for the first time scene she left him alone with his dying mother. She tapped lightly on the door before hearing a soft 'come in' from him. "Hay Malf…" He cut her off, with a sharp 'Don't call me by that name' Hermione was a bit taken back at first, but then seeing what he'd been through understood he must hate his father a lot now, and would wish no ties with the man. "Sorry to bother you Draco" God that felt weird to say "It just dinner is ready, and I was wondering, if you wish to eat here alone or down at the table with the rest of us?"

"Neither" Draco looked up into her eyes "I rather eat here, with you" He wasn't hitting on her or anything. He just didn't want to be alone nor did he wish to be crewed. Hermione nodded a slight 'ok' before asking what he'd like to eat. She made a place for them to eat which end up being on his bed with a small table stand to put their food on and then got them dinner. At first they just ate, not a word was said. But when Draco looked up at her, he saw the necklace he had given her. Draco felt a tiny ping in his gut as he put his fork down. "Granger, I know what everyone wants to know and I don't know if I can tell them the whole story….You may not wish it once you know what happened."

Hermione made shore to close the door and sound proof the room as she turned to him "Whatever you tell me stay's between us, as long as you need it too" This was the moment she and everyone else in the wizarding world had been waiting for. Just what had drove Lucius Malfoy to kill his own wife and try to kill his only child, she didn't wish to sound excited, so she took a deep breath. "Please go on, tell me what happen"

Draco watched her every move and could tell she was about ready to burst with all the questions she was coming up with. He would have smiled at how cutie she was, if he wasn't so damn miserable. "I guess I should start from the beginning…I spent the better part of this year trying to find all the photo's of our history kiss" That was true "I had a good amount of them in a box" That was not true, he had maybe three or four. "Anyways I brought them home with me…Along with one other photo of us" She gave him an odd look "I planned to burn them, or something. Hadn't decided really" That was so far from the truth it wasn't even funny. But it wasn't like he could say, I had a box full of photo of you, I have been secretly taking and hording because I am mad crazy in love with you. "Anyways, I put the closed box on my bed thinking nothing of it, before taking my shower and getting ready for a party I was supposed to be going too. "

Hermione could of easy put together, his father had found the box, but he guessed she was just holding it all in until he was done. "As I am sure you fingered out by now, my father found and opened the box while I was in the bathroom. He went into a rage after he saw all the photos and that other one of us in particular" He could tell she wanted to call fowl as if she knew something was a lie in the entire story. "Anyways that when he attacked me, saying I had dirtied the blood line and such…I don't plan to tell the press about the photo that set him off, just the ones everyone know about."

"Ok, um what was this other photo?" She asked still looking like she didn't quit believe him "I mean what was in this photo that would make your father come after me and my family too?" Draco took her hand pulling her close to him so he could whisper in her ear.

"Remember when we we're shagging because of the whole big potion mess?" She nodded slowly "One of those times, you said I could take a few photos" Her face started to get a deep shade of red as it was sinking in "He found the one, were you where riding my cock, thronging her head back and screaming my name" Her month drop open as she made a kind of 'eep' sound "Yap, that is just about the same sound I made, when I found him with it"