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Hello everyone, I know It has been a while since I last updated but my muse is in a On and Off relationship with me (don\'t worry we are taking therapy) and well today she is on giving. I hope you enjoy it.



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Name To The Now Gone and The Animal I\'ve Become



Draco took a seat and they ate in complete silence, to deny a pregnant could cost him more than he could even imagine, and with the little speech she had made it very clear, she was going to help Hermione Granger with or without him.



Hermione was only half asleep, and was brought to reality by the words of the woman besides her, who was defying her own husband just to help her, like what the hell? Why? Didn’t they see she was no longer helpable, ‘A hell that is not mine, ha, that’s where you are wrong, it became my hell when I married that monster and you want to know what’s worse, I still love him’ she thought bitterly. But what was said next was what shocked her the most.



Draco stood up and went to her bedside, he looked down at her and sighed loudly “I will help you Granger” was the only thing he said, free of the cold, smug demeanour that screamed Malfoy all over.



Astoria jumped and hugged her husband “Thank you love” she whispered at his lips before kissing him.



As the night died on the horizon and a bright sun ghosted the gloomy looking London, Hermione stood from bed, she needed to use the loo with urgency and with just a little trouble, she started walking to the only door in the room that was obviously not the room’s exit door.



Shuffling her feet, because in doing otherwise it would hurt too much, she got there at the slow pace cursing all the way in all the languages she knew. “Merda, kuso…” and so on, without noticing the gray eyes which watched her amused.



Today was Astoria’s release from St. Mungos and for that he would have jumped and happy danced, but he surely wouldn’t Malfoy’s DO NOT happy dance. But before leaving he had to do something first, turn Granger’s little lie into a undeniable truth. Gods when has he turned into such Hufflepuff?



So he went to do exactly that just to find a crouching Hermione by the loo’s doorframe, he went to her and reach out his hand to help her up. “Want the healer, Granger?”



She shook her head ‘no’ and clutched with right hand the frame and yet wary took the outstretched hand of Malfoy. “Thank you, Malfoy”



“Oi that’s a record, Granger you have thank me twice in less than a day, that’s more that you ever thank me at Hogwarts” he commented, she looked sharply at him.



“That’s because back then you never did anything to thank for” she replied and could have sworn she hear his sneer.



They made all the way to her bed and he turned again without a word, he went for the door. Hermione was practically alone contemplating again when the horrible wave of remembering hit her.



‘My baby didn’t have a name’ she jumped from bed and regretted the second later, but she ignored the pain it caused her running for the door and down the hallway, a couple of medi-witches that she passed by notice the little droplets of blood she left behind on her tornado like running down the wards desk.



Draco had Hermione’s file an inch away of distance yet no near his grasp and he really wanted to kill something, just about he was going to demand the file to be handed what it looked like a small tornado came rushing besides him, stopping right next to him, a very flushed and breathless Granger. ’Does that woman have a death wish?’



“Mrs. Weasley what are you doing out of bed?” Hermione stiffed at the medi-witch question but then remembered why she was there.



“Where is the healer who attended me?”



“Which of all?” asked the woman a little irritated with the little witch



“The one who informed me, my unborn baby girl is now dead, that one!” the medi- witch stepped back a the furious wave that crashed against her with the words spoken by the witch in front of her.



Draco almost choked on his own saliva when he heard, ‘unborn’, ‘baby’ and ‘dead’. But snickered at the medi-witch when Hermione turned into the spitfire he knew she was, making the older and bigger woman step back. ‘Oh yeah run for your life, she can punch the shite out of you, BITCH!’



Just a then Hermione looked a Draco’s way, her eyes widen only slightly as realization hit her, so Draco went about his business “Mrs. Astoria Malfoy’s and Mrs. Hermione’s bills, if you will?” he turned, when he felt the flesh of his face burn with a heated glare.



“You are not going to pay my bill Malfoy” was hissed statement and Draco smirked



“Just watch me” he drawled, smugness dripping from every letter but he added “besides I am your next of kin”



She huffed and turned to the rude medi-witch “Are you going to find me that healer or should I going looking for him?” her hands were at her hips, like old times when she scowled at Saint Potter or at the Weasel and Draco smirk widen.



‘Welcome back Granger’



~*~



After Hermione was nearly dragged back to her room by some medi-wizards under the watchful eye of the healer that have her case - Troy was his name -, she explained that she wanted to named her unborn baby.



“Hermione…” the healer’s hesitation send Hermione into a ranting about children’s right to have a name, no matter if they were alive or not. He just nodded and answer “as you wish”



“Her name will be… Rose, Rose Calysto Granger” she said and allowed herself a small smile.



Then was set back on the bed and felt rather out of energy, yawning she drifted to sleep.



Draco and Astoria have watched the whole ordeal unfold in front of them, amused of how fiery she would get just to have her rights acknowledged by others.



“I wonder how come that he can make her so un-Granger like?” Astoria asked her eyes going upwards like asking the heavens. Draco that was by her side shook his head because for this, he had no answer.



As the morning drew in, the Malfoy’s were to leave but before Astoria, conjured a piece of parchment, a quill and wrote down



Hermione:



We went home but will be back after lunch.



See you then,



Astoria



‘This woman was very different from any pureblood witch she has ever crossed path with, well any Slytherin that is’ thought Hermione reading the little note of Astoria, frowning at it, it was very comforting to have someone when you are hurting, but she couldn’t have that luxury. So she was to make sure, to have disappear before they returned.



She was feeling better anyways, physically speaking that is, she didn’t felt so sore to make a simply mundane thing as walking so difficult anymore.



The Medi-witch who attend her, these past day and a half was back to check on her.



“Oh you are awake Hermione!” she exclaimed surprised with a big smile on her face, very different from the woman that has frowned upon Malfoy being her next of kin, Hermione gave her a weak smile “I came to check on you and to administrate some potions you need to take”



“I want to go” Hermione stated, the Medi-witch looked ant her solemnly “now”



“Very well, just let me do the routine check up and call your healer, you wouldn’t escaped right?”



Hermione smirked and shook her head. After the routinely check up, Healer Troy gave her the thumbs up to be released from the Emergency Ward.



On her way out of St. Mungos, Hermione was tapped on the shoulder, turning around in a defensive manner, she came face to face with the Medi-witch who took care of her.



“Yes?”



“Well Hermione” she panted a little bit, after catching her breath she said “Good luck and thank you”



“What for?” she asked curious the witch just smiled



“I’m Meredith by the way” she turned and started to walk back into the building “Good Luck!”



“That woman is just very strange” Hermione muttered before entering a place specialized on floo network, with a shout she transported herself to Diagon Alley for a little bit of shopping.



When Ronald Weasley got home was to a non pleasant surprise, piled on the living room were boxes, he knew what were on those boxes, the books of his wife that he hadn’t destroy, oh how he hated her reading.



He made his way to his and Hermione’s sleeping quarters, and what awaited him there made his blood boil with rage and his guts coil.



There in their room was his wife, the woman who vowed to be by his side until death do them apart, was folding her clothes and shrinking them into her beaded bag, and just where has she gotten another wand?



“What do you think you are doing Hermione?” he growled and made her jump, good!



But to his utter shock, she kept folding and shrinking her clothes like if he wasn’t there, now being ignored was something Ronald Weasley did not tolerated, stomping her way he was stopped mid step by her wand pointing to his heart.



“If you move one more inch, you are going to beg for Voldemort to come back to life, because I swear I’m going to make you regret ever being even born” she said in a calm poisonous tone.



“You can’t do that, I’m your husband, you hurt me and you will rot in Azkaban” he laugh at her attempt to frighten him, well he have been through war already, so let her take her best shot at him, after all she was just a woman.



“I can and if you try to stop me, I will, because after all, it’s self defence”



“I have done nothing to you”



“You call nothing, to raping me, hitting me, until I lost consciousness ‘nothing’” her voice was cold and calculative “You call nothing to make go through the pain of knowing I won’t have my baby girl ever, because YOU beat me up so hard I lost her” at this rate he lost all the colour on his face, was she serious?



“I didn’t rape you, you are my wife, and it can’t be true, you weren’t pregnant you couldn’t be”



She said nothing but went to her previous task, he moved again her way “REDUCTO!”



He jumped and turned to see the vanity explode before his very eyes.



“Are you mental!?” Ron shouted, truly shitting his pants at the moment, he had forgotten how powerful Hermione Jean really was.



After the war Ron changed and not for the better, after that locket had being around his neck, he felt dark and with the hunger to prove how powerful he really was and was going to do it.



He married the woman of his dreams and they moved to his dream location London City, he got it all. His marriage was dreamlike so everything was okay according to him and the beast went to slumber.



But one day, when he went to meet Hermione for lunch, everything stumble, she was already there in their favourite restaurant -as always she got there first- but today she wasn’t alone, sitting with her talking like if she wasn’t a married woman now was her ex-boyfriend and super intergalactic star Viktor Krum, laughing and chatting they kept like if wan not there. Betrayal!! Make Her Pay!!



Oh and pay she did, since that day they stopped the lunches outside, and he went all together macho on Hermione, first with the possessiveness, then came the insults, the cheating and ultimately the beatings.



The first time was just a little shove, the it escalated to slaps and along with the put downs, she didn’t stood a chance against him, the threats, the forced sex came later along with the alcohol he drank to drown down the guilt the naïve Ron would be feeling, but he was not naïve anymore, that was pretty much clear, so was the message: If Hermione Wasn’t His, Would Be Nobody Else’s



What he was sure she will always remember was a thing he said while fucking her batter body “Your saviour, does not longer remember you, Harry is gone” the clacking, froze her struggles and surrender to the simple truth, nobody was there to save her form the animal Ron had become.



Astoria and Draco went back to St. Mungo’s just to be informed that Hermione Weasley had been released after they have gone, to his utter surprise Malfoy was somehow upset that the Idiotic Gryffindor have gone off on her own. Astoria just shook her head, thank the Medi-witch at front desk and went with her husband, out the doors.



“I just wish he won’t hurt her” Draco just nodded.



“Oh England how much I have missed you”



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