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That day went slow. After reading the letter, I went to the pitch and told the Slytherin team that Draco couldn't come. I told Blaise that he should go see Draco. Girlfriends are one thing, but best friends are another and I'm sure Draco needs a friend right now. At lunch I sat with Neville and Seamus.

"Hermione, are you okay?"

"I'm fine thanks Neville."

"You just seem a little off, you've been trying to stab air with your fork for about 5 minutes now," could I tell Neville? I could if it was my secret to tell.

"I feel fine," I smile weakly and get back to my food. I don't say another word for the rest of lunch. After lunch I go to the library, I needed some time to myself. I sit down in my usual spot, and open a book. I don't know what book it is about, I wasn't actually read. I could only re-read the words on the letter. Poor Draco, I can't imagine how he feels. I should go find him. I leave the library and walk to our dorms. He's sitting there on his armchair staring into the fire. I take a seat next to him, prop my head against his shoulder, and we both sit in silence. No one knows what to say.

That night we didn't go down to eat. We just sit there silently holding hands and staring into the air. I don't know how long we sat there, but we didn't want to move either. In the end I break the silence.

"Draco, do you want me to come with you?"

"What do you mean," he turns his head to face me.

"I mean, to the trail." He thinks about it for a minute.

"That would be really nice. It would be nice to have someone there with me." I smile and he smiles back.

"We should go ask McGonagall tomorrow," he nods his head and goes back to staring at the fire. That night I couldn't sleep, and I just know Draco couldn't either.

In the morning I had DADA and history of magic. At lunch me and Draco make our way to the headmaster's office.

"Are you sure you want to come?" he asks but I can't let him face this alone, not after I promised him that I would never leave him when he needs me.

"I'm sure," I smile and take his hand. He starts rubbing circles into my palm; we walk over to McGonagall's office. We knock on the door and enter.

"Ah, Mr Malfoy and Miss Granger," I look at Draco and he nods to me. I guess that means I have to ask, here goes nothing...

"Professor, we would like to ask for permission, for me to go with Draco to his father's trail," she looks at me then at Draco. She definitely wasn't expecting that.

"So Miss Granger knows everything does she," Draco nods but doesn't say a word.

"Miss granger, if I may talk to you privately." I let go off Draco's hand. My hand goes all cold again. I really want to grab his hand again, and never let it go, never in a million years. I slowly walk over to the other side of the office where McGonagall was standing.

"Yes professor."

"Why do you want to accompany Mr Malfoy," she obviously didn't notice us holding hands.

"He's going through a tough time, and I thought he want someone with him," and I made a promise, but I couldn't tell that to McGonagall. She nods and her face shows some understanding.

"Ok," she walks over to Draco, and I follow.

"On Thursday, a member of the order will escort you two to the ministry and back. You should be heading back now, lessons are about to start." We say thank you and bye and leave the room. A huge sigh of relieve came out of me, and Draco just chuckles. The rest of the day goes at a fairly ordinary pace. That night we sat in the common room and finished all our homework.

Tuesday and Wednesday went quite fast. Harry, Ginny and Neville knew about the trial. It turns out Draco has come quite close to my friends, and was comfortable telling them about the trial. On Thursday morning we both get up really early. The trail is at 11, so we have to go to McGonagall's office at 10. After breakfast we both sit in our common room till 10. When we go to McGonagall's office we find Tonks there.

"Hey, Tonks," I haven't seen her in ages.

"Oh, Hi Hermione, Draco." She smiles, and goes back to talk to McGonagall.

"Alright guys, we're going to go by floo powder. Hermione you go first," I take a handful of powder and step into the fire place.

"The ministry of magic," I chuck the powder and the next you know, I'm at the ministry. After a minute Draco appears and then Tonks. We follow Tonks up stairs, lift and corridors. We arrive at a corridor with only one door, which is at the end.

"Alright, its nearly 11, so Draco you should go now."

"What about me," she turns and faces me.

"Sorry Hermione, but you're not allowed in there, so I'm going to stay here with you." I look up at Draco, who gives me a reassuring look, and then makes his way to through the door. I find a chair and take a seat. After about 5 minutes Tonks comes and sits down next to me.

"So, how's school?"

"Fine, I guess. It's weird without Dumbledore," she just nods. We make small talk, but she knows that I don't want to talk. After what feels like years, Draco comes through the door, but this time with a woman. I recognise her, its Draco's mum. Both of them looked scared and upset, but why?

"How did it go," he doesn't look at me.

"Fine," and he walks up next to me and stands there.

"Hello Hermione dear," I look at Mrs Malfoy.

"Hello, Mrs Malfoy."

"Oh, please call me Narcissa," people really have changed. It feels like a million years ago that I was in the Malfoy manor. I shudder and brush away the memory. After talking for a bit we walk back to the fireplaces and use floo powder to get back to Hogwarts. But no matter how much I asked, Draco wouldn't tell me what happened in there. After a while I gave up asking, and decided I would wait till we got back.

We got back by lunch time so we sat on the Gryffindor table, and I signalled to Harry, Ginny and Neville, not to ask Draco about the trail. He obviously didn't want to talk about it. He seemed distant throughout the rest of the day. I tried talking to him, but he wasn't listening. What did happen in there? Was it that bad?

For a couple of days, Draco stayed distant. And every time I tried to get him to talk about it, he would swiftly change the topic, or simply refuse to say a word. We talked less and less, till eventually we didn't say a word. It hurt not to be able to laugh, joke or even be close to him. I felt a part of my heart was getting hollow, the part that Draco owned, which was most of it.

It was a Thursday evening, a whole week after the trial. I came back from dinner to find Draco sitting in his armchair. There were tears rolling down his cheeks. Each tear felt like a knife stabbed into me. I've never seen Draco cry. And I never want too. I walk over and sit next to him.

"Please tell me what happened," he turns to face me and nods.

"They had to drag him out of the trial, he started threatening me and mum; because we were testifying against him. He went mad; I've never seen him like that. He does get angry, but never at me or mum, never this mad. He threatened to hunt us both down and kill us."

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