Only God Can Judge Me Now
Only God Can Judge Me Now
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“Draco Xavier Malfoy, you have
been accused of the most heinous crimes known to the wizarding world. Four
counts of muggle torture and slaughter, and twelve counts of using the
unforgivable curses. How do ple plea?”
Hermione Granger watched as her
former classmate just looked straight ahead, just as arrogant, just as proud,
as when they were eleven. In fact, it’s
been exactly twenty two years since they were eleven, making their way to
Hogwarts for the first time. And exactly
five years since they left Hogwarts for the last time.
Hermione had started out in the
Ministry of magic as the secretary to Robin Redroot, the Head of Magical
Maladies department. Now she was the
head of one of tigheighest departments there were- The department of magical
justice and rehabilitation. She worked
in this department with free reign, courtesy of her best friend Ron Weasley,
newly elected Minister of Magic. One of
the youngest ever, in fact.
So now the war with Voldemort was at
a close. The order of the
down Voldemort. Many had died.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Many had lived, but that’s not what this
story is about. This is about one man
who lived, and one woman strong enough to help him do it.
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stand alone
with this weight upon my heart
and it will not go away
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Hermione rose from her place in
the ministry section. “Excuse me,
please, your honor.” She grinned at the
young faf Sef Seamus Finnegan, who was the presiding judge over this particular
case. Hermione continued.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “As you know, my department deals with
justice anhabihabilitation, ands I have reason to believe that Draco Malfoy may
be a candidate for my new program, designed specifically for young
deatheaters.”
The entire room looked over at the
young witch, no doubt wondering what she had come up with.
“Is that so?”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Seamus asked, raising his eyebrow.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “Hermione, He has several counts against him,
I’m afraid that unless you have strong evidence that can support your claim, He
will have to be handed over to the Dementors.”
The room gave an involuntary
shudder, and Hermione closed her eyes
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In my head I keep on looking back
Right back to the start
wondering what it was that made you change
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style=\'color:black\'>“Hermione! Their coming! You have to get out style=\'mso-bidi-font-weight:normal\'>NOW!”
Draco screamed at Hermione, who was grabbing for her wand in the head
boy and girls dormitory.
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style=\'color:black\'>“I’m not leaving, Draco.
defiantly. “Their coming, and I’ll be
damned if I run.”
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style=\'color:black\'>Draco looked across the room at his lover, the fire he
loved so much was burning brightly in his eyes.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “Alright.”
He said. “But please, don’t stop
me from doing what I have to do.”
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style=\'color:black\'>Hermione tilted her head.
“What do you mean?”
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s=\'c=\'color:black\'>But Draco never got to answer, as he drew in a breath, the
large wooden door blasted open, turning it into a pile of splinters.
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style=\'color:black\'>“Draco!” Hermione
screamed, as a group of deatheaters dressed in black poured in.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> She saw them start firing the unforgivables
at her, and watched as Draco took them down, one at a time.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> killing curse, taking them all down, blindly and without aiming, until there
was just one left.
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same hair color Draco possessed, and aimed his wand at Hermione.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'>
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style=\'color:black\'>But Hermione never felt the curse, she saw that Draco held
his own wand, and watched as Lucius fell to the floor.style=\'msaceracerun:yes\'>
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style=\'color:black\'>“Draco?” She asked
in a small voice. “Draco?”
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style=\'color:black\'>“I have to go, Hermione.”
Was all he said. “Please don’t
stop me from doing what I have to do.”
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style=\'color:black\'>Hermione tried to reach out, but he was gone.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> She still doesn’t know how he did it.
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normal\'>Well I
tried
but I had to draw the line
and still this question keeps on spinning in my mind
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Hermione relayed the story in
front of the most influential of the wizarding world.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Harry Potter, Ginny and Ron Weasley, Katie
Bell, Oliver Wood, to name a few. They
all were leaning in their seats, staring at her in rapt attention.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> No one had heard this story before, not even
Harry and Ron. All this time Hermione had kept it to herself, all the while
wondering what would have happened if she had been just a little faster at
grabbing for him.
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What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
If I\'d stayed
If you\'d tried
If we could onlyn ban back time
But I guess we\'ll never know
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“But that still does not account
for the charges against him.” Katie
Bell’s voice rang out. “Even if he had
been good that day, how can you stand before us and say that the charges should
be dropped? Hermione, you before anyone
should remember that Draco Malfoy was behind one of the muggle attacks that
killed your parents. Surely you haven’t
forgotten?”
Hermione closed her eyes for a
single moment, traveling back to a truly dark past.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'>
style=\'color:black\'>It was mid-November.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron had just graduated Hogwarts the previous June
and were undergoing rigorous, emergency Auror training.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione could still remember the smell or the
crisp November leaves in the air, the smell of everything getting ready for the
cold that was sure to come any day. But
instead of snow, a grey owl came, bearing the seal of the Minister, and a very
impersonal letter stating the Grangers had been murdered in cold blood, and the
murderer was still at large.
In the present, twenty two year
old Hermione drew a breath and composed herself.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “My interests in this case are not to be
effected by personal experiences, Katie.
Sacrifices are made in war, I believe
we all learned something about that.”
Hermione said this with a strong voice, trying to deny any personal
interests in Draco Malfoy, and it took every ounce of what little Slytherin she
had in her to convince the council that this was not a personal case. But of
course it was. Hermione Granger was a
personal woman, but no one knew of the relationship she and Draco had had at
school, and if she was going to save his soul, she needed to keep it that way.
“Draco Malfoy.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione began.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “Was a tool in the Dark Lord Voldemorts
plans. Raised by birth to believe only
in what his father had taught him. As
you all know, dark spells and enchantments surrounded the Malfoy Manor, who’s
to say that spells and enchantments did now alter this mans life as well?style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> I remember nearly twenty five years ago when
the Ministry’s justice system was corrupt, and have proven myself time and time
again to have only the future of the wizarding world in my best interests.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione stopped and looked around the
room. Several heads where shaking in
agreement, but others looked like they needed convincing.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione then turned on all the knowledge she
had been legend to process.
“There are roads in life.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> She stated simply.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “Some of us,”
She looked over at Draco, who was returning her gaze, his silver eyes
twinkling, as if he knew what she was going to say.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “Some of us, our roads are paved in gold, but
they are also paved in gold just so that we may only follow it.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Others have roads that we need to make
ourselves that is what many of us had to do.
Many of you are graduates of Hogwarts, you remember what going to school
there was like.n stn style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> You had to make a name
for yourself, show you deserved to be taught in one of the finest schools in
the world, and you all did admiral jobs.
You had hard times, but you had good times as well, but what if you were
doomed to follow a road that lead only to heart-ache and pain? Not too many of
us can relate to that, because we had the good life, but not this man.”
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Many roads to take
some to joy
some to heart-ache
anyone can lose their way
and if I said that we could turn it back
Right back to the start
would you take the chance and make the change?
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style=\'color:black\'>“One day I might have to take a road you don’t agree with,
Hermione.” Draco said, his head resting
on his hand.
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style=\'color:black\'>Hermione looked back at him, they were both lying in front
of their common room fireplace and talking.
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style=\'color:black\'>“I don’t understand.”
She said. “There’s always a
choice, Draco, just make the right one.”
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style=\'color:black\'>Draco laughed bitterly. style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “One thing you’ll learn, Hermione,”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> He said.
“Is that some people don’t have a choice.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Their roads are paved in gold, but they will
nehavehave a choice, not up until it is far, far too late to ever go b”
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Hermione let a smile escape as she
remembered. As a seventeen year old
girl, she didn’t understand what Draco’s metaphor had meant.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> And now she was using it in his defense, in a
fight to save him.
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Do you think how it would have been sometimes?
Do you pray that I\'d never left your side?
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“My program rehabilitates former,
young deatheaters, if they can make a case for themselves, or if another
can.” Hermione looked up at the panel of
her former classmates, its amazing what a couple of years can bring.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'>
“Sometimes.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione continued.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “You have to make a choice.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> You have to make a choice between what is
right, and what is easy. It would be
very, very easy for me to sit down right now and turn my head, pretending that
I do not see this man in front of me. It
would be easy for me to let him be taken away for all the torment he put me
though in school.
wizard prejudice, he introduced me a darker side of man.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Yes.
It would be easy to turn away, but it wouldn’t be right.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> It would not be right to deny this man a
chance at redemption, because that’s all life is, isn’t it?style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> One long journey of redemption.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Draco Malfoy has never had a chance to live
without an outside influence making him believe something else, but with my
program, I can introduce him to a completely new life style, and a life he
never could have imagined happening.”
Hermione’s eyes rested on each of
her friends in turn, Harry, Ron, Seamus, Wood…they all looked at the woman they
had all grown to love and admire.
Hermione Granger was never wrong, so why should she start now?
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After some muttered discussion
that Hermione could not pick up on, Seamus spoke to Draco directly.
“What do you have to say, in light
of the judgment cast against you?”
Draco, instead of looking at
Seamus, fixed Hermione with his eyes.
“Only God can judge me now.”
This, aside from Dobby the house
elf giving up clothes, was probably the most unexpected and completely bizarre
thing that could have occurred.It was
general knowledge that old wizard families did now follow the muggle way of
Christianity, and for the heir of one of the most powerful families, well, it
was unheard of.
Hermione smiled on the inside,
while keeping a straight, cool face to the public.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> She was an avid Christian, and knew that her
faith fascinated Draco when they were in school.
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I had never let you go
would you be the man I used to know
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style=\'color:black\'>“Why did you never respond whenever I insulted you?”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Draco asked Hermione in a sincerely curious
voice.
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style=\'color:black\'>They were sitting in front of a roaring fire in the head
boy and girl dorms, talking about their past.
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style=\'color:black\'>“Only God can judge me.”
Hermione said simply, puling out her crucifix necklace from under her
blouse. “Only one being can pass
judgment upon me, and he has yet to say a word to me about my blood.”
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style=\'color:black\'>Draco took the necklace in his hand, fascinated.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “This is what muggles worship?”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> He asked.
“Why?”
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style=\'color:black\'>Hermione smiled, and thought for a minute, trying to put
into words her faith.
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style=\'color:black\'>“You always need something to believe in.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> She finally said.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “It can be anything, really, family, friends,
anything.. I believe in God, because it
is comforting to know someone is watching over me, and he keeps me safe.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> I believe that when it is my time to go,
there will be a reason, and until then, I live my life to the fullest.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> While I breathe, I hope.”
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style=\'color:black\'>“That’s beautiful.”
Draco said, in an uncharacteristvly chocked up voice.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “Please, tell me more.”
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If I\'d stayed
if you\'d tried
if we could only turn back time
But I guess we\'ll never know
More whispering and muttering was
taking place in the high stands, as the officials debated on how to handle the
Malfoy situation. Hermione could see
Harry and Ron, both with very distorted looks on their faces, as if fighting
with an inner demon. Finally-
“The high ministry hereby assigns
Miss Hermione Granger full probation over Master Draco Malfoy.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione, you will show us that Draco Malfoy
can become a changed man, we release him
into your capable custody. Case dismissed.
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If only we could turn the hands of time
if I could take you back would you still be mine
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Hermione grinned to herself.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> She knew she would win, no one ever argued
with her when she was dedicated to something, well, except Malfoy.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> But that was why she liked him so much, he
made her think.
Hermione came down the stands and
shuddered as a disappointed dementor glided away from her, she could swear that
the being now had a vengeance against her, for she had robbed him of a meal.
The ministry guards came over to
Hermione, Draco closely following. One
guard, who’s name was Andy, gave Hermione a long stick, Draco’s wand.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'>
“You may return this to him, when
you deem him ready, Miss Granger.” Andy
said with respect evident in his voice.
He handed over the wand.
As Hermione watched their
retreating backs, Draco walked up to her.
“I never knew you had it in you,
Granger.” He said with a good natured
smirk. Hermione waved her wands and
removed Draco’s binds around his wrists.
“Yes you did.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Hermione said.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “But you will never admit that I will always
be one up on you.” She smiled, wishing she could kiss him right there, right in
the open.
“You might be right.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Draco said.
“But I tell no lies. Now, where
is this rehabilitation center you were so avidly talking about?”
Hermione gave him a sly grin.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “It is a very secluded place in the heart of
the
built for two people.”
“I missed you, Hermione.”style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> Draco said suddenly.style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> “I hope you can forgive me for all I have put
you through.” He looked at her with
those cool, gray eyes.
“I forgave you the moment I met
you, Draco.” She replied, tears
threatening her eyes. “You gave me life,
now I’m going to show you how to live.”
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What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
What if I had never walked away
\'Cos I still love you more than I can say
If I\'d stayed
If you\'d tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we\'ll never know
We\'ll never know
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normal\'>Take
a risk, Dare to Move, Love is a leap of Faith