Autumn. Somewhere in London, 1998.
Draco and Hermione were living in one of Draco's friends house and it seemed to become very uncomfortable for the friend's family, so they were looking for another place to live. Nearly a month after Hermione's birthday Draco received a letter. It was delivered by his mother's owl.
"Hermione, look! A letter from my mother! Hope they finally understood their mistake and are ready to accept you!", said Draco opening the letter. He began to read it loudly:
"Dear Draco,
I write to remind you that on Sunday, me and your father are celebrating our wedding anniversary. We want to have you at the festivity as we miss you very much! The elite of the Wizarding world will be present at the manor, so you have to be here with your family!
We're hopefully waiting for you! Please forget about our misunderstandings and come!
Love you,
Mother."
As he finished, Draco threw away the letter with anger.
"I won't go there!", he said.
"Draco, it's your parents' anniversary, you should go!", said Hermione.
"No, don't you understand? They want me to go there and leave you! They will try to convince me to stay with them and give up on you! They can also imprison me in the manor!", replied Draco agitated.
"But this is a family celebration and they are your family! You are so lucky to have them! You should be thankful! They love you and this is what really matters!", said Hermione with tears in her eyes.
"Then you should go with me, Hermione! If you care so much, and I promised you to share my family with you, you should go with me! Let's get back home.", said Draco and hugged Hermione.
The house of Lestrange family, Prague, 1998.
Rodolphus Lestrange was sitting in his cabinet with the photo of Eleanor in his hands. Lately he used to talk a lot with the photo.
"Oh, my dear Eleanor! I have a horrible life…actually I don't think I live, I rather survive! I'm caught between life and death! If only you were here!", he lamented.
"Stop your crying, Rodolphus!", said the voice of a man who entered his cabinet. He was wearing a black gown and had black hair too.
"Severus?!".
"How much time passed, Rodolphus, since her death?", asked professor Snape.
"19…19 years!", answered Mr Lestrange.
"19 years…so what are you waiting for? Why don't you tell Hermione the truth? After Eleanor's death I let you take care of Hermione, because she is your daughter too, but you wasn't a good father! You had to make her happy, but her whole life was more terrible than the hell!", said Severus Snape with sorrow in his voice.
"My life didn't have sense without Eleanor.".
"It had to, because you had a copy of Eleanor next to you every moment, and you had to live for her! You should tell the truth, it's very late, but you still can save Hermione's happiness!".
"But the Unbreakable Vow…?".
"Forget about it! Don't you think that Hermione's life and happiness is more important than your miserable life? Or you care about Bellatrix, who makes everything possible to destroy Hermione?! Rodolphus, for Eleanor's peace, you should go and tell your daughter the truth!, said Snape and then left.
Rodolphus Lestrange remained alone in his cabinet thinking and looking at the beautiful Fairy.
"I think I must tell Hermione the truth…".