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It was a week after the final battle. The funerals for all the dead were scheduled for the three days later. Hermione and Blaise were walking around the plaza silently. The penthouse was completely silent every waking hour. The only sounds heard were little sobs from one housemate or another. The weirdest thing had happened the day after the final battle. A mortician was passing by all the dead when he noticed one was missing. It was discovered later that day that Draco's body had disappeared. This had made the now three people living in the penthouse even more devastated than before if that was possible.

At that moment in time Blaise and Hermione were just passing the library but neither of them noticed. They were both too caught up in their depressed thoughts. Blaise tried thinking of all the good times he had with Draco. The time when they were both four and had managed to get covered in mud because they were mud wrestling or the first time the two of them had truly gotten together.

Hermione on the other hand was thinking much differently. Her thoughts were truly depressed. I can't do this. I can't live without him! I love him so much. He's my soul mate for heaven's sake! Why'd he have to die! "WHY!" Hermione collapsed to her knees and began to sob uncontrollably. Blaise got down next to her and hugged her tight while tears slowly leaked from his own eyes. They had both lost the closest person to them. Blaise knew the pain was all the harder for Hermione however. The two were meant for eachother and he knew it. But he was in a lot of pain as well. He'd grown up with Draco. He was his best friend, his confidant. The only thing he wasn't was his lover.

Blaise slowly picked Hermione up bridal style and carried her back to the penthouse while she sobbed into his shoulder. They reached the penthouse and Blaise put Hermione down on the sofa and hugged her tightly once again. Theo came in with red eyes and hugged her as well. Nobody thought they could take all this pain, especially Hermione.

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Two weeks later Blaise and Theo had returned to their now jobs. They said that they needed it to take their minds away and had suggested Hermione do the same but she refused. She was dressed in all black as was per usual for her ever since Draco's death. Her jeans were black, her button-up tee was black and her socks were black. It even seemed as though her eyes had turned black from hurt. She rarely spoke and she was always cooped up in the room she had shared with Draco.

Blaise and Theo tried their very hardest to get her to go out and see her friends but they just couldn't do it. She had dug a hole for herself and then jumped right in. She couldn't get out herself and refused any help offered. It was obvious that she needed to build a ladder for herself and climb out of the hole on her own, but it was so hard for Blaise and Theo to deal with that. She had become their friend and they hated seeing her so depressed. Sure they were depressed, Draco had been both their lovers at one point or another and he was their best friend, but for Hermione he was her everything. It was because of her love for him that she had gone against her family and moved in with them. She had saved him only to have him killed and that just made it worse. The hole in which she was stuck in had become so deep she just couldn't get out.

At this point Hermione was sitting in the sitting room with a gun in her hand. Her pain was so great and her depression so deep that she just wanted to end it all. She was raising the gun to her head when: "Hermione, what the hell do you think you're doing!" Hermione's head wiped around and she dropped the gun to the floor.

The man in front of her was dressed in all white and there was a slight glow around his tall figure. An almost halo like light was above his head and worry was etched into his beautiful features.

Hermione's eyes filled with tears as she scrambled up. She ran over to him and hugged him tightly. She peppered kisses all over his face and he laughed lightly. The glow around him was slowly dissipating along with the halo like light above his head.

The man bent forward whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her neck. "I told you I was an angel." Draco said with a smile.