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Draco stood, gazing out to the sunset, a tender smile playing upon his lips. Unconsciously he lovingly stroked the golden band on his left hand, a symbol proving the love and unity between himself and his new... "Husband," the word seemed to play upon his lips, gentle and warm, "my husband."

He sighed and stretched. He was in the Room of Requirement, gazing out the window towards the Lake and the Forbidden Forest. The Room had once again done its magic, creating the perfect room for newlyweds to spend their first night together. A fire burned in the fireplace, casting a warm glow over everything, making wood seem richer, cloth softer and setting metal aglow. In front of the warmth were scattered large cushions and soft blankets. A large double bed lay waiting, with a canopy of soft white. A table set with wine and small delicacies stood in the corner with two chairs. It was perfect, just as Draco had imagined it. The perfect place to meet his lover.

Draco looked up at the darkening sky and sighed again. "Never has day seemed to stretch for so long. I'm sure some god up in the sky is deliberatingly slowing the clocks to keep me waiting… it's not fair! Harry said he would come tonight, so now should be tonight and Harry should be here! Come, dark night and bring my Harry with you."

A knock on the door made him race across the room and fling it open. However, it was not who he expected. "Hermione? Why are you here? And… why are you crying? What has happened?"

"Draco… he… he…"

"He what? He who?"

"Harry… he…"

"What about Harry? What is going on?"

"Harry… Ron… killed…" Hermione managed to gasp out.

"Harry… is… dead? That cannot be. No!"

"No, Harry lives but Ron has been killed."

"By whom?"

"Blaise Zabini. And then Harry…"

"Harry what?"

"Then Harry killed him!"

Silence except for Hermione's soft sobbing. Then Draco swallowed, his face deathly white. "Harry… killed… Blaise? Blaise, my best friend? Harry killed him?"
"Yes! Blaise your friend. And now Harry has been expelled. He must leave tomorrow."

"Oh, curse you gods, curse you world! You gave me perfect happiness only to take it away again?"
"I'm so sorry Draco. I know how much Blaise meant to you. We can get the divorce papers drawn up tomorrow-"
"Divorce?"
"You know, from Harry. He deserves expulsion-"
"DON'T SAY THAT!"

"But, he killed Blaise-"

"And Blaise killed Harry's best friend. How can I speak ill of Harry?

"How can you not?" Hermione shrieked.
"I love him. Hermione, he is my life now. My husband for three hours. He is all I have and no matter what he does, Harry is a good person. I know this because I have this," and he pointed to his finger, "to prove it. He loves me and that is all I need in this life."

As Draco spoke, his voice gentle and calm, Hermione's sobs settled into a gentle weeping and then even that faded away. She looked up into her friend's stormy grey eyes and gave a small smile. "So what do you want to do?"

Draco thought for a moment and then pulled the ring off his finger and handed it to her. "Hermione, I have another favor to ask of you. Go find Harry. Give him this ring and my love. Tell him… tell him to come home… to come home to me."

"I will, I promise."

She quickly pulled him into a fierce hug. "Don't worry, Draco. All will turn out well."

"I hope so, I hope so."

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