In this story, Hermione and Hagrid both play the part of Friar Lawrence because they are both friends and supports of Harry and Draco... plus I needed both of them!

"Hagrid, what am I to do?"

"Calm yeself down Draco-"

"CALM DOWN?! How can I calm down when… when, I am married with my husband living but banished and my godfather is planning a wedding for me and my perfect wife-to-be. I can see no way out, I have no hope…"

"No hope? Draco, there is always hope."

"Well, I wish I could see it as you do," and Draco slumped down into Hagrid's large armchair and buried his face in his hands.

A soft knock on the door and Hermione was let once again into the gamekeeper's cabin. She ran over to Draco and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, using the other hand to lift his face so he was looking into her eyes. "Do not give up Draco Potter-Malfoy. Never give up. As long as both you and Harry are alive, there is hope."

"How?"

"I have come up with a plan. It is dangerous and risky-"

"I don't care as long as it works!"
"Ok, well, here's what I propose. Here I have a vial of the Draught of Living Death. Take it and keep it hidden until tonight. Return to your godfather and make amends, say that you will marry Pansy tomorrow."

"What, no!"

"I have not finished. Say that you wish to spend your night alone to mourn for Blaise and prepare for the following day. Make sure that you sleep alone. Then, drink the potion. You will fall into a coma, your breathing will cease and your heart will slow down enough for you to seem dead. You will remain like this for forty-eight hours. Then, in this fake death, will you be found the following morning. Then you will be placed in the crypt below Hogwarts."

"There is a crypt?"

"Reading Hogwarts: A History can come in handy you know! It's to the right of the Great Hall, a couple of floors down from the kitchen."

"How do you know that I will be taken there?"

"There is a Malfoy tomb there. One of your ancestors who went to Hogwarts made a decree that all Malfoys are to be buried there. He thought it would preserve the name and the history your family has created."

"So when I die…"

"Yes, you will be buried below Hogwarts. So, you will be taken below and left to lie for a few days for people to come and mourn. In the meantime I will send a message to Harry, telling him of this plan. Hagrid will smuggle him in the following night and I will lead him to the crypt. By which time you will be awake so you can escape together!"

A long silence. Then, "Hermione, just one thing."

"What is it?"

"When I die, please don't let them bury me under Hogwarts! I want to be with Harry, even in death."

Another silence, then Hermione burst out laughing. "Is that… all… you can… say? I have just proposed that you fake your own death, be placed in the crypt, which is a very creepy place judging by the pictures, and then leave Hogwarts forever. Doesn't that… disturb you in any way?"

"Hermione. Yes, it does sound slightly… disturbing but I… I will do anything to be with Harry. And if that means dying and rising again, so be it. If it means that my godfather thinks I am dead for the rest of his life, so be it. If it means turning my back on Hogwarts… so be it!"

"So your sure? You want to do it?"

Draco just nodded and held out his hand. Hermione gave him the small bottle and closed his fist around it. Still holding his hand, she turned to Hagrid. "Can you let in Harry and take him up to the castle?"

"'Mione, don't ye worry. For these two, I can do anything."

Draco blinked, then ran over and hugged the giant around the waist. "Thank you, Hagrid! For everything!"

"It's me pleasure, Draco Potter-Malfoy. Now, go on with ye! Go on before the people up at the castle realise ye missing."

Draco smiled and raced out, his fist clenched around his future, the solution to all his problems. Hagrid turned to Hermione. "Ye think it will work?"

"I hope so Hagrid, I certainly hope so…"

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