Thank you all for the support with this story. After reading all these Dramione stories, I've been hit with all these feels and just had to give writing my own story a shot. Hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I had writing it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
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The Weasley Family finally decided to hold the funeral today. Brown eyes ignored the platter sound of rain hitting her window. She hated the rain and how miserable it made everything.
Hermione looked at the pathetic person staring back at her in the mirror. The woman in the mirror was dressed in a black form fitting dress with a black coat to go along with it. With dark circles and bloodshot eyes, Hermione closed her eyes. She gripped onto a shirt that belonged to Ron and brought it to her face.
She held back a sob. She still couldn't believe he was gone. And why was it that out of all people, it had to be Draco to deliver the news to her?
She looked at one of the three picture frames she hadn't destroyed during her anguish. It was the group picture of everyone celebrating Ron, Harry, Draco, and Blaise making it into Aurors. She stared at her younger-self linking arms with Ron and Draco. Life just loved to mess with her. Draco didn't deserved to be yelled to like she had done to him.
Sigh, she should apologize to him when she could.
She didn't want to go. She wasn't ready to head out to the funeral. After a while, she eventually walked out of their bedroom, she stared at her mess of a living room. Broken furniture, pictures and paper scattered across the floor, glass shattered all around. Ignoring the mess, she walked out of her apartment and apparated to the location of the funeral.
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Grey eyes scanned the surrounding. Mass of people in black gathered around as the casket belonging to Ron Weasley rested in the middle. Holding the umbrella up more properly, Draco Malfoy led his mother to the grave. Ron was to be buried next to Fred.
"Poor Molly." Narcissa frowned as Draco looked to see Mrs. Weasley wailing and holding onto the casket as her husband tried to get her.
"My son! My baby boy!" Molly sobbed as people around them tried to stop their own tears.
George and Angelina Weasley held onto Ginny who was trying not to cry. Bill and Fleur were silently watching as Molly was finally pulled away before they started to lower the casket. Draco spotted Pansy, Daphne, and Theo watching sadly as Luna and Neville had walked up to them.
Soon a figure walked up to the casket as workers were piling dirt back in the hole. Draco realized that it was Hermione. She was carrying Harry's first son, James, in her arms. He had expected her to be in tears. Instead, he was greeted with a cold face. No emotions were shown at all. James had been wiggling in her arms but Hermione looked like she didn't even notice. She continued to watch as the workers bury the casket. Blaise was next to her as he held an umbrella for the three of them. Blaise had noticed Draco and gave him a nod of acknowledgement. Narcissa had gone to Andromeda's side leaving Draco to go with Pansy and the others.
Once the final pile of dirt was placed, everyone gave their condolences to the Weasleys and Hermione before leaving. Draco had said farewell to his mother who was going to go with her sister. Looking through the crowd, Draco spotted Pansy and Blaise talking to Hermione. Slowly, he made his way to them.
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Hermione tuned out Blaise and Pansy as she continued to stare at Ron's grave. The whole funeral was a blur to her. James began to move in her arms again as she was brought out of her thoughts. At that moment, Draco had appeared and was walking towards them. When had he arrived?
"Draco." Blaise greeted.
"How's your leg?" Hermione heard the blonde man ask.
"I'm a tough one. I'm feeling much better this week." Blaise smirked.
"Hermione." Pansy called out. Hermione turned to the other female who had her arm reached out for James. "I'm going to go and check on Ginny. Blaise and I will take James back to her."
"Thank you." Hermione said quietly as she handed her godson to her friend. She missed the look Pansy had given Draco before Blaise and she had walked away.
Hermione felt nervous, as it was now just her and Draco. The last time she had been alone with him, he had told her that Ron had died. She knew it wasn't his fault but she needed to be mad at someone and that unlucky person just had to be Draco. Not being able to handle her emotions inside, she turned to leave only to be stopped by a hand on her wrist.
"Granger wait." Draco said as he placed his umbrella over the both of them. It was then Hermione realized that she didn't have one. "Can we talk?"
Hermione turned around to face him. Her walls immediately went up and she knew Draco knew that. "I need to talk to you as well. I apologize for how I acted that day you came to my flat. You didn't deserve that."
Draco frowned at how fake she sounded. She was trying to hold a front and for some reason it pissed him off. This wasn't the Hermione Granger he grew up to know. "You need to stop holding everything in, Granger."
"Don't tell me what to do, Malfoy!" Hermione snapped back. "I have to or else I'll break down again!" Her eyes widened as she covered her mouth. That wasn't something she wanted to share. Looking up at the blond in front of her, she saw him giving her a look that told her to continue. "I-I have to be the strong one right now." Hermione took a step back as Malfoy released his grip on her. "Everyone needs me right now for a sense of direction."
"That's bullshit and you know it. You're allowed to show emotions too or did the Weasel really mean so little to you?" Hermione knew he was trying to bait her and she wasn't going to fall for it. She knew Draco's games too well. Instead she thought back on what Blaise had talked to her about before Pansy and Draco had joined him.
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"I heard Draco was the one to tell you about Ron. Don't think badly of him right now. He's going through a hard time too, you know." Blaise began to talk.
"He didn't lose someone he loved." Hermione frowned.
"I don't know if I should tell you this but Draco was the one who was with Ron until his very last breath." Hermione's eyes widened with this fact. She didn't know that. "Draco, he was a bit of a mess after that. Someone he knew was dying and he couldn't do anything to help. I remember you and Draco used to get along swell during our last year of Hogwarts. What happened?"
Hermione had a pained expression. She was about to open her mouth when Pansy came up to them. Blaise gave her a look saying this conversation wasn't over.
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"Blaise told me that you were the one with Ron when he died." Hermione spoke up. She heard him curse Blaise under his breath. She soon reached out for his sleeve. "Thank you for making sure he didn't die alone."
"Of course." Draco said. "He was a comrade."
"Friend you mean?" Hermione asked. Draco didn't say anything so she decided to change the topic. "What was the mission about? The one Ron was on."
"You know as well as I do that missions are classified information and only Aurors are allowed to know." Draco frowned. "You may be part of the ministry but you're going to have to ask Kingsley for that bit of information. Besides, I don't think you're even emotionally stable to even handle the details."
It got quiet between them. Hermione sighed. She just had one more question that was bothering her.
"Why was it you that came to my place that day?"
Draco ran a hand through his hair as he looked away. "Before Ron died, he had asked me to take care of you."
Hermione felt her chest become heavy. So Draco was being forced to talk to her due to a dead man's wishes. He couldn't even look at her in the eye. The feeling of anger grew in her. Her cheeks turned red as the first sign of liveliness shined in her eyes. "You shouldn't have to bother! I'm fine. I'm not a charity case Malfoy!"
Draco glared at her in return. "You are the most ungrateful person I have ever met! I don't know why I bother trying to help you!" He growled. He shoved his umbrella in her hands as he stormed off.
Hermione shook her head as she gripped onto her hair. She had let the emotions she was holding in come and get the better of her and she took it out on Draco once again. Why did she allow him to get to her? It started to rain again. Draco had given her his umbrella before he left. She didn't know what to make out of it. She felt her eyes become watery and her nose had a stinging feeling.
Walking back to Ron's grave, the female member of the Golden Trio fell to her knees. She allowed herself to finally break down.
"Ron, what should I do?" Hermione sobbed into her hands.
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Draco sighed as he had accompanied Blaise to visit Potter in the hospital the next day. While Blaise was in better condition, he still had to take it easy for his leg.
Harry Potter was still in his bed. There were still no signs of him waking up yet.
"This sucks." Blaise spoke up. "Harry couldn't even be there for Ron's funeral. I'm starting to wonder if he will ever wake up."
Draco scoffed. "This is Potter we're talking about. He'll make it. There's nothing we can do but wait."
"We still have to hunt down that Death Eater. We were told that there were four not five. " Blaise frowned. "I find it weird he came out of nowhere last minute and only got Weasley before running away. It was like he had an agenda to kill him and possibly Potter if we hadn't been there. Do you remember what he looked like?"
Draco made a face. There was just so much going on that night. All Draco could think about was attack the man who had hurt Ron. He just remembered a large scar on the guy's right eye. "He had a scar on his eye. Tall fellow with dark hair. That's all I remember."
Blaise opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when Ginny and Pansy came rushing in with George in tow. Draco noticed they were out of breath.
"What happened?" He asked.
"H-Hermione!" Ginny said out of breath. She was holding her stomach as she used Pansy as support. "I went to check up on her and she wasn't home but the whole place was a mess. Glass and furniture were broken and everything."
Draco and Blaise shared a look. What were the chances of the Death Eater they were talking about go after Hermione as well?
"Let's split up and look." George finally spoke up. "Ginny and I will go back to the Burrows and see if she had gone there."
"If not, we'll stop by her parents' place. I have met them before, so it would be better if George and I checked there." Ginny added.
"Alright." Pansy nodded. "Blaise and I will check her office at the Ministry and see if she went there. If not, we'll check around Hogsmeade and ask around or something."
Everyone turned to Draco who frowned. "I'll stay here with Potter just in case. Besides Hermione probably wouldn't want to see me." He muttered the last part but Pansy heard him.
"I can't believe you Draco! You need to stop picking fights with Hermione!" Pansy glared. "We're not in Hogwarts anymore! Get over this thing between you two. The girl has a lot to deal with without you adding more bullshit towards her way." With that said, she left the room quickly with Blaise following after her immediately. Ginny gave him a disapproving look before leaving with her brother.
Draco sighed as he looked over to Potter. "You better wake up soon." Draco muttered.
He thought back on their years at Hogwarts, especially during their last year after the war. Hermione and Draco were chosen to be head boy and girl. Students their year was given a chance to make up their last year at Hogwarts. Most of them agreed to go back.
Hermione was the only one out of the Golden Trio to come back and complete her N.E.W.T.S. Following her were Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Cho Chang, Lavender Brown, Dean Thomas, and Seamus Finnigan. Most of the Slytherins decided to go back to prove that they were not what the rest of the houses believed them to be. The other houses wanted to forget about the war and live for the people that lost their lives for their cause.
The only people who didn't go back to school were Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, who wanted to start on Auror training early. Being a war hero definitely had its benefits. They had missed out. It was that year when everyone put their differences aside and all tried a new start. It had started with Hermione and himself making a truce and became friends after his family's trial after the war. He remembered asking her why she spoke for him that day.
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"Because, I saw a lost boy who needed someone to give him a second chance."
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Draco shook his head. He had began to treat her better. However that didn't go unnoticed by their friends. Then Pansy apologized to Harry for wanting to give him up to Voldemort. Harry and Ron would come and visit the school when they could. On one of those visits, Pansy had stepped up. Soon people began to put the past behind them.
Due to Hermione's friendship with him, it had caused a lot of arguments between her and Weasley. Sometimes during school, Ron would come to visit only for those two to get in an argument at the Great Hall and Hermione would storm off. Draco would always watch when it happened. During his patrols, he would catch Hermione crying either in the library or the astronomy tower when she got into arguments with Weasley. It was a normal occurrence. Blaise used to tease him that he'd have a Granger sensor on him or something.
Pulling away from memory lane, Draco frowned. If Hermione were how she used to be, checking Hogwarts wouldn't hurt.
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Draco had to admit that McGonagall was doing a wonderful job as headmistress. For respect, he had checked in to pay a visit and had told his old professor about the situation.
"Poor girl. Please go ahead and check. I haven't seen her at all. I'm sure if someone were to it would have been Madam Pince in the library." McGonagall said. "I will look around as well." Draco nodded his head and began to head out of the room when McGonagall called out to him again. "It really is nice to know you are here for Ms. Granger, with everything that is going on."
The Malfoy heir didn't know what else to say so he took the chance to nod once again before finally leaving and heading towards the library. He looked at all the new students of Hogwarts living carefree and not having to worry about wars. He noticed a lot of students were staring at him as he walked back.
Making it to the Library, he remembered spending time here with Hermione for their head boy and girl duties. He found Madam Pince making her rounds around the aisles.
"Madam Pince!" Draco called out, causing the older woman to shush him.
"This is a library boy!" She soon realized who it was and then spoke in a quieter voice. "Draco Malfoy? What do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"
"Granger. Have you seen her around here?" Draco asked impatiently.
Pince shook her head. "I'm afraid not. Is she in Hogwarts? If you see her, tell her to pay a visit."
"Will do." Draco said with a nod as he quietly walked out of the library. He made an annoyed noise. If Hermione wasn't in the library, she was probably at the astronomy tower.
By the time he had reached the tower, it was already nighttime. As he walked around, he heard a small sound of crying. As he made it around the room, he found Hermione on the bench with her head to her knees with her arms covering her face.
"Granger." Draco called out.
Hermione's crying suddenly stopped as she looked up. Her face was red and wet from all the crying. Draco felt a weird feeling inside him but ignored it. "Why is it always you?" Hermione asked. Whether she was talking about him with their recent interactions or how he was usually the one to find her during their school years, he couldn't tell.
"Everyone is looking for you. Your place is a mess." Draco pointed out.
Hermione blushed but said nothing.
"You had a pregnant woman worried sick about you." Draco was starting to get annoyed.
"Sorry that I didn't want to be bothered by anyone!" She snapped before she realized that she allowed her anger get the best of her yet again. She put her head back down and curled up into an even tighter ball. "Sorry…" She said a bit more gently. "How did you know where to find me?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "Your crying habits haven't changed too much since we were students here."
Hermione said nothing as Draco took this as a chance to take a seat next to her. Their shoulders were slightly touching. A few moments of silence came between them as he could hear Hermione try to stop her tears. Eventually, she took a shaky breath as she lifted her head up towards the ceiling.
"He's really gone, isn't he?" Hermione whispered. Draco wasn't good at comforting. All he could do was stay with her. "Can you at least tell me how he died?"
Warm brown eyes turned to look at him. The moon shined into the tower, allowing Draco to really see her face. He felt that weird feeling in his chest again. Ignoring it once more, he began to tell her what had happened. By the end of it, Hermione was surprisingly quiet. Draco was going to say something when she interrupted him.
"Were you able to find who the death eater was?" Hermione asked as she wiped a few more tears away.
"Not yet. I have the other Aurors looking into this case as well." Draco admitted. "We'll find him, don't worry."
Hermione nods her head as she takes another deep breath. "T-Thank you…" She began to say causing the blond in front of her to raise an eyebrow. "For coming here, I mean. I know we haven't really been good friends…not since-"Hermione paused as she looked up at him.
"Since our last year as Head Boy and Girl." Draco finished for her.
"Since our last year as Head Boy and Girl." Hermione repeated. She soon stuck her hand out, confusing the Malfoy heir.
"Granger, what are you doing?"
"Starting anew." She responded with a shy smile. "I'd like us to be friends again, if that's okay with you."
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"The war is over and we're given a chance to re-do our seventh year correctly. So let's start off with us being civil to each other if not friends." Hermione said as she stuck her hand out.
Draco stared at the small hand in front before looking back at the bushy haired girl. Her cheeks were slowly turning red but she held her head up. Smirking, he held her hand with his. "Okay."
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Draco stared at the small hand in front of him before holding it with his. "Ah." He soon smirked. "This reminded me of when we both found out we were head students."
"What an interesting year that was." Hermione let out a laugh. It felt like hours as the two spent the rest of the night reminiscing about Hogwarts.
Draco chuckled when he remembered another memory. "Do you remember that time when we caught-"He felt pressure on his shoulder as he saw that Hermione had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He tested moving his shoulder to see that she was out. He wondered if she had been sleeping properly.
He moved in order to carry her bridal style. He noticed how light she was too. Did she even eat? He had apparated back to her flat only to be greeted by four others. There cleaning up the living room were Pansy, Daphne, Ginny, and Luna. They were as surprised as Draco.
"You found her!" Ginny said checking up on her. Draco nodded as he asked where her room was and brought her there.
"Where was she?" Daphne asked. The girls entered the room with him as he placed her gently on the bed.
"Hogwarts." He answered as he stared at Hermione. She would be okay here. The girls would take care of her from here.
He watched Pansy open her mouth to say something but he quickly left before she could utter out a word.
Pansy growled and muttered rude words about her friend to the others. Only Luna looked at Hermione and noticed that her friend for once looked peaceful.
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How was that? I made this chapter a bit more longer. There's some history behind Hermione and Draco that we will all learn about in later chapters. Hope you all enjoyed it. Don't forget to review!
-Love Kumiko