Hello. Well here we have chapt 2, I didn´t find some one to beta this chapter. So in anyone wants to do it let me know. I also want you to tell me, what you think of the fic and what would you like to see in it. I want to say that English in not my native language and it´s really hard to write witouth grammar mistakes. Thanks to all of you that favorited my story. It means a lot to me.

Chapter Two: It´s time for us to move on.

"Welcome anything that comes to you, but do not long for anything else." -
Andre Gide

I was surprised. I had just come back from my chat with Granger. It went better than I was expecting. The first thing I thought when I wrote her was that maybe she would say no. But I tried and I got something far from what I was thinking I would. I went for one reason only. I had to do it in order to get my Mother a better way of living even if it´s for just a couple of months. She is going to die and I can´t do anything about it. The only thing I can do is help her to be comfortable while she dies.

Granger is helping me, talking to her was not easy and knowing now she´s going to help my Mother is a bit reassuring. As I walk through the Manor I can see our lives changing and I like it. I am doing my best to be a better person. I know is not easy to do so. It takes time and some remorse too. I have to deal with this condition the Ministry put so I could be with my mom and to be able to do some magic. It´s like being in my second year at Hogwarts again and I can only do a little magic but also I´m staring to like some things I am learning again.

My mother was cursed by my aunt Bellatrix and this spell is killing her slowly. The hex it´s very painful. I am reading a book in this matter and I am frustrated because I can only find so little. I am even thinking aunty Bella invented the curse. But that is not possible; she was crazy but not smart. How can someone smart fallowed a crazy half-blooded stupid dark wizard with an unrealistic sense of confidence? Sometimes I even think she was in love with the Dark Lord.

Not everything that happened in the war and before is my fault, but I know I did some things. I know now, I made some poor decisions too and I have to pay the price. I´m not a murderer but I am not innocent for the things I have done. I tried to do things that were out of my reach.

I was just a kid and now I know better. Or I think I do.

My mother has been suffering and I don´t want her spending her last days in a prison, I also acknowledge she is not the favorite person in the world for so many people. But she is my Mother and I´ll do whatever I can so she can be happy again. Even if that´s only for a little time.

"Mother" I greet her as I walked in to the dinner room; she is waiting for me as usual to talk and eat. It´s mostly what we do these days. We also take walks in the garden but I can feel this is not our home anymore. My father is not here and we live like Muggles most of our time.

She still doesn´t know I went so see Granger today and I am sure she´s not going to be happy once she knows I went without her. I´m worry everything will be mess up.

"Draco son, come and sit I was thinking you weren´t going to have dinner with me today." She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life and she had the brighter smile than ever existed on earth. But again she is my Mother and I love her very much. I think now and I understand the word LOVE more and more. Only with time I´ll know exactly was the real meaning to that confusing and in my opinion complex word.

"Mom, you know I would never do that to you; not even in a million years." I can only use my soft voice with her it makes her feel like I am still a boy and she needs to take care of me. And I let her think that. It makes me feel small and sometimes I think I am still a child even after all that had happened in the Magic community.

"I know Draco, you were gone for so long, and I was wondering maybe you were on a date." She is persisting, I should get a date, I should go out more; I should live my own life. The first time she said it I was a bit hurt and she saw it then stared mumbling "Draco dear it is not that I don't enjoy your company because trust me I do; but I hate to see my young boy sitting with his mother on Saturday night."

"I know you want me to go out more and to have a better and happier life, but you must understand; I want you to be happy as well." This was the first time we spoke about Granger and Potter helping us. For Mother it was terrible but we knew it´s our better choice in the matter.

"Now Draco, you have to live and see for yourself first and maybe after you do that; well if you had some time you can do some things for me." And she means it until this day. Just thinking she wants me to be happy is giving me more strength. I can do this and I will. I am scare and I can´t picture a life without her. But I do not show her that, it´ll only make her feel like a burden and she is not that.

"Very well then. Dear, where were you?" I sit in the chair it belonged to my Father, a request from Mother now that he is no longer with us I have to be in charge if the Manor.

"I went to see Granger." Mother seemed shock but I guess is more acting then reality. " I see, and you went without me; I thought we were going to do this together" She pauses and then carry on with bored voice like is doesn´t change anything for us. "And you went alone any way, you only proof you don´t respect me." I can see in her eyes she´s a little hurt and offended but not much. She is putting on a show, to make feel guilty.

She thinks that by saying that, I will stop and do her commands but I am not going to do it. I keep thinking and thinking we are doing the right thing. I need to think that way, because it gives me an excuse to talk to Granger without feeling I´m using her.

"And?" she asked because she knows I am going to tell her anyway. Her face looks somehow more relax now.

"And…well she is going to do something I guess." Granger said she is doing it, help me; help Mother.

"You guess? I thought you went because you knew she will help me."

"I did, and I DO; but I don´t know what is she going to be doing in order to help us."

"Al right, enough with business. It´s like every time I had dinner with your father, he was always talking business and never pay attention to me, Draco don't you look at me like that I know you care and I feel like I am doing so little." I know, I was there too every dinner was always the same. Father would talked about the investments he was doing, how much more money he was making. But it was so long ago maybe Mother doesn´t see it.

"Mom, you know perfectly fine I don´t do that to you." I tease a little and keep talking. "How was your day?" I ask every time. It´s important she knows I care, more than anyone can imagine.

"If you really want to know." She said it like she did something bad, naughty and I can see it in her eyes. Her face is dazzling a bit, just like the old times. "I do Mom, What did you do?"

"I think I told you, I hate this house, the way it looks and almost everything about it." She is talking more to herself then to me. She told me she was going to do some changes in the house. I only guess now she has done something already and by the way her eyes are shining I can see is something bigger than some changes.

"You did tell me, so stop avoiding and tell me what you did." I'm a little nervous, because every time mother does something, it is always big.

"Don´t be so dramatic." I know she is avoiding, I can tell but she looks happy so I don't mind. "I bought a new house."

That was something I didn´t expected and I am a little shock by her revelation.

"You bought a house?" I said it like I am going to hear something different but I´m not, she is doing what she thinks is best and I not changing it. Nor do I have an opinion.

"I did, now I need your help with the decoration and the furniture; this is going to be good I can feel it." She is smiling and I can help but smile as well. This new house it seems gives her some life and some hope.

"Very well then, I guess we are moving… soon."

"We are, the house is in good shape and we only have to make some changes in it, I was thinking that we should get some Muggle furniture and maybe some paintings as well. Mix it up a little." Again she looks happier already.

We finished our dinner and had some tea at the parlor. "Mother…and how did you feel during the day, are the pain potions working?" We did some research and the potions are our best choice, it takes some of the symptoms of the curse. "Yes, it´s working a little, you know I think I may try some Muggle pain killers; you never know maybe they will work."

"Are you sleeping better, I saw you eat more today." This is our conversation now but every time she talks about Muggles drugs I change the subject. Only now I see myself to care for other person then my own. "It´s working, I hope that´s something for you, now if you excuse me I am tired and I am looking forward to rest."

I see mother going to her room and I go back to my office to do some research on the curse killing my mother. I am making no real progress, but I am not giving up. Not this time, it´s different.

At some point I fall sleep and when I wake up the only thing I can remember is Granger´s face smiling. I scratch my eyes a little as my dream fades away.

But I feel better and more rested then I can remember feeling in a long time.

I made my way to my own room; I light the room with my wand and made my way to the bathroom. Only taking time to look at myself in the metal mirror is one the side of my room. How come I never noticed, this house is gloomy, dark and depressing.

But that´s not as important from what I see in myself.

I look older then I am.

I let the smell of the bubbles in the bathtub invade my senses. I like it, the small things in life that sometimes we don't pay enough attention. Like the birds sinning and the children playing.

I step into the bathtub, time goes quickly and my mind goes back to Granger.

Hermione Granger is helping me and is hopeful for me to hear her name now, how funny I find the whole situation; is almost ridiculous. As I went back to my room I smiled thinking life is going to be better and we are living this damn place soon.

My room is somehow to big now and I hope my other room will be different. I am an extremely organized person. I like everything is it´s place and I take care of details like the curtains and the colors. I also take great care of my personal look.

I have to look good and groomed all the time. I love to look that way. Mother told me once that is was important to look your best.

My thoughts are changing and I get to the point when I think maybe it´s time for us to move on. Life will be better even if I won´t have my mom with me. Acceptance is the first step. Yes life is looking better. Mom bought that house so I can live in without the memories that chase us, chase me here.

The new house is in some way hope and at this point in my life hope is very important. Hope means I can live without being who I was, the immature child, the brat I know I was. Hope means I can live without being evil.

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