I know this chapter is shorter, but I kinda lost what else to put. I had that bit at the end planned for ages. I'm glad so many of you like this and I will hopefully finish it really soon. There are now five chapters and the two alternate endings with their own epilogues left.

Chapter Ten

Potter and Weasley

Draco drew his wand as fast as lightening and had it pointed at the two Gryffindors before they could move. "Get out."

Ron's eyes spat fire at the Blonde boy. "Make us, ferret."

"He won't, but I will." Hermione growled, getting up from the bed. She swayed a little and all the blood drained from her head.

"Mione, please." Harry begged.

"No. You abandoned me."

"We're sorry. But you hurt Ginny, didn't you?"

"No, of course not."

"She's been lying to us."

"No shit Sherlock." Draco drawled, moving to stand by Hermione. He turned his back on the boys and focussed soley on Hermione. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be…" Hermione began.
"Fine, I know. But I want the truth this time."

"I feel like shit."

"That's more like it." Draco smirked. He leaned in and kissed Hermione on the lips. "I can't believe I'm going to lose you sooner than I thought." He whispered.

No-one noticed a pearly sheen flit over Harry and Ron's eyes. "So you are shagging the Slytherins." Ron roared.

The five turned to look at him. "No, of course not." Hermione argued, her face falling.

"Looks like it to me. How about you, Harry?"
"Yep, sure does." Harry growled. "I'll bet they're all in on this little scheme. I'll bet that it's all a trick, the little bit…"

There was a loud crack, interrupting Harry's speech. His head was facing to the side and a handprint was appearing on his cheek. Harry turned his head back to face the enraged Pansy Parkinson.

"You git! Never say anything like that again!" She spat. To Harry she had never looked more beautiful. Her black bob shone in the light from the windows and her ice blue eyes were alight with fury. Her tear stained cheeks were rosy red and her lips were slightly parted.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." Harry gasped, shaking his head as if to get rid of a fog.

"Me either." Ron added.

Hermione sniffled and walked up to them with Draco's hand supporting her. She looked them in the eyes and saw anguish written in them. "When did you get cursed?" Harry asked, choking.

"When my parents died. Voldemort cursed me. It mutates my magic so it attacks my body instead of working with it. I've been dying for over a year." Hermione replied calmly.

The two boys' faces turned to agony and they fell to the floor, weeping and crying out in anguish.

"How did we not notice?" Ron sobbed.

"I tried to hide it. When it got bad, you were already focussed on the war and Ginny." Hermione told them.

"Why? Why didn't you tell us?" Harry whispered.

"I was going to, after the war. But you were already with Ginny and she was turning you away from me."

"I'm so sorry. Will you ever forgive us?" He wept.

"Maybe someday, but it will be a long time before I fully trust you ever again. You always run back to Ginny."

Harry whimpered and began to rock slightly whispering how sorry he was over and over again.

Hermione's heart broke and she wrapped her arms around him and held him as he cried.

"I can't lose you too. You promised you would never leave me." Harry murmured.

Hermione shut her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks. She remembered his anguish when Sirius had died.

Hermione watched as one by one, everyone left the small backyard of Grimauld Place. They had been holding a memorial service for the Great Sirius Black and had put up a plaque in the garden in honour of him, Dumbledore residing over it.

Harry soon was the only left by the tree which bore the small golden plaque that read Sirius' name. He was curled up on his knees and rocking softly. Hermione walked over and gently kneeled next to him. "Harry?" She asked softly.

"He's gone. They're all gone. All leave me." He whimpered.

"I know, I know. But it will get better. I swear. Besides, you always have me and Ron."

"You promise."

"I promise. I will never leave you."

Harry wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and buried his face into her stomach, his shoulders shaking with the force of his sobs. Hermione smoothed his hair and looked up at the house. Ginny was in the window, watching them. She scowled and moved away back into the room they shared.

Even then, Ginny had begun to steal them away from her. Hermione sighed. Well, she wasn't going to lose them without a fight. She wanted them around for her last months, no matter how much they had hurt her. Life was too short for grudges.

Deep within the bowels of the castle, a person sat by a cauldron. They turned and added some bat wings and counted how many times they stirred it. They then lowered the flame.

The door banged open, making the person jump. "Is it done?" The new person entering the room snapped.

"Almost. Could you please knock? These are very delicate potions. The slightest wrong move…"
"Could kill us all, I know, I know." The second person answered dismissively. Their voice had a feminine lilt to it.

"Don't just dismiss. These potions are very dangerous. The second one is very dark and if brewed wrong the results could be disastrous." The first person, a male, replied.

"Yes, but you have been brewing this for me for almost a year now. You won't make mistakes."
"Well, no. I mean, I am alright at Potions."

"Precisely why I hired you."

"Speaking of being hired. When will I get my reward?"

The girl approached the boy and kissed him passionately. "That is one part of it as I promised. The greater bulk of it you will receive when I get my prize."

The boy licked his lips and turned back to the potion. It had turned a pearly colour. "It's done."
The person smirked darkly, the fire of the torches on the wall lighting their fiery red hair. "Perfect."

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