A/N: Hey my niece is out of hospital finally! Yay! She has lost so much weight! She has a tiny lil bum now! It's so funny! But in other lil people news; my next door neighbours baby died of cot-death the other day. Her name was Mia and she was 8 days old! She was the cutest lil baby tho! I'm gonna miss her! But my sisters' baby is due in 3 months! So excited. I'm gonna be an auntie of 5 when he's born... it's apparently a boy. They said that about Britney too but she came out with girls parts even though the pointed out her boy-part in the ultrasound... hmmm strange!

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The week at Malfoy Manor had flown by pretty quickly and Hermione spent most of her days wandering around the large manor just discovering things. She had found adorable photographs of the Malfoy's in much happier times and also seen baby photos of Draco. She didn't tell him though; she feared he would burn them if he knew that she had found them in the house.

When Hermione wasn't looking around her boyfriend's home, she was at the hospital with Draco and Ginny. When she wasn't doing that, she was eating, sleeping or showering. She and Draco had spent a lot of time with Blaise, who over time was slowly regaining his memory. He had laughed many times during their visits especially when Draco would reminisce about times of old or when he would feel his baby kick in Ginny's stomach. He found it amusing when the baby did this; he would always poke the baby back each time it did this. He liked to see how many times it would kick back for as long as he poked it.

Ginny was becoming happier as each day progressed. Apparently Blaise had told her that if it was true that he did used to love her, he could see why and that he was falling in love with her all over again. He also told her he couldn't wait for their baby to be born.

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To Hermione, it seemed like they'd been back at school for years when in reality it had only been 2 months. The months that they had been counting down, were now only a matter of weeks before Ginny was due to give birth.

Classes had been going well and it despite her life outside of schoolwork progressing slowly, school had never flown by more.

She had always been a diligent worker but lately it seemed that all she ever did was her homework or study for her final exams to be taken in only a matter of months.

Of course, she was the only one who was studying for exams that she knew of. Usually people would come to her for help when they began preparing and studying for an exam or major test but so far no one had come to her. Draco hadn't began preparation yet, he was far too busy with his homework and running his newly-inherited family business.

"What an idiot," she thought when she began to think of Draco taking over the Malfoy business instead of selling it. She had to admit, he did work hard and long into the night but why he refused to let someone else be the head of the business while he was still at school was beyond her. She didn't know how he was going to cope when exams came around.

Draco had signed all the papers necessary for him to successful inherit and run his fathers business. This had surprised Hermione. She didn't think it was something he would take on. She thought that he would sell it... but that was never part of Draco's plan.

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"Hermione, this is what my family wanted me to do." He told her, rubbing his hands across the back of his neck. 'Why doesn't she understand?'

Draco had thought that Hermione, of all people, would understand why he wanted to take control of the Malfoy business. He knew that even if he didn't, the money he would inherit and the profit he would make from selling the business would more than set him up for the rest of his life. He had considered selling the business but he didn't want to just have the freedom to do what he wanted when he wanted.

If there was anything he had learnt from his father, it was to work – and work hard at that. His father was always working, and look what he had to show for it. Sure, he may have had his soul sucked out, but he had had the best of everything.

Draco had also never seen the fun in lazing about the house, all day, every day. He knew his mother was depressed and that's all she ever did. Well, laze about the house and shop. But he never once saw her happy as he grew up. He knew that money didn't guarantee happiness, his family was a prime example of that, but yet it was something he wanted. He craved money and power but unlike his father, he also craved love and the need to be nurtured.

This is what made him different from his father, he just wished that more people could see that. He knew that the majority of people out there that knew him thought he was a mini-Lucius but he was determined to prove them wrong.

How was he going to do that?

"Hermione, don't you see? I want everything my father had professionally – excluding his work with the Dark Lord. But everything he had is what I strive for... I want to go further than him professionally as well. I want to expand, broaden this business. But aside from that, I want to be happy. I want a family; a real family. One with love; one like I never had."

"I need you with me to help me get that, 'Mione. I want to be with you, forever." Hermione raised her eyebrows at him once he had said his last sentence.

"Don't worry I'm not proposing to you," he smirked. Hermione gave a light smile, kissed him on the top of the head and said "Night baby."

'Not yet anyway,' he thought.

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Hermione stood at the end of a long white corridor. The white tiled floor was spotless aside from the specks of blood that haunted Hermione's mind. As she ventured down the corridor following, but not stepping in, the trails of blood she saw a dark shadow in the distance, towards the end of the corridor. She couldn't make out what it was, the light behind it was far too bright. As she got closer, she discovered that it was a body.

Ignoring the fear that was slowly taking over her body, Hermione broke out into a sprint, not caring if she ran through the blood. All she wanted to do was get to the end of the corridor and help the person that lay there.

She edged closer to the body, making out the eyes, nose, lips, cheeks, figure...

"No," she screamed.

"No! No! No!"

Hermione awoke with a scream.

"Draco, ITS GINNY!"

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"Wake up, Blaise, honey."

"Hmm? Oh Mrs. Weasley? What's the matter?"

Mrs. Weasley couldn't hold back her tears any longer.

"Blaise, it's Ginny."