To save you, for me.

To save you, for me.

Hermione Granger was sitting huddled on the Slytherin side of the quidditch stands. It was about 3:45 in the morning and it was pitch dark outside except for the bright luminous light of the full moon.


She was wearing a thin jumper and some jogging pants, and her normally long and voluminous hair was scraped back into a tight bun. She had her knees huddled to her chest and was holding them to herself with her shivering arms.


Her gaze was fixedly staring at the forbidden forests entrance, it was far away but she had good eye sight and could make out any movements coming from the trees. She hardly blinked as the wind blew against her face and chilled her normally warm and rosy skin, to a deathly cold numbness, but continued to watch the dark clump of trees.


She couldn’t believe it, she wouldn’t believe it, he would never betray her like this, never.


She had stayed with him tonight because he had been in a serene and sombre mood all day, every time she had asked him what was wrong he would merely shrug and kiss her lightly on the cheek or forehead, but the closeness that was normally there with his touch had been distant and it was as if he was not in his own body but slowly drifting away from her.

Two weeks ago he had told her that his father had asked him to go tonight, to finally be branded with the mark of Voldemort, to be branded a death eater. She had laughed at first and said his father was clearly deluded if he thought that was going to happen, but then she had seen the look on his face and the laughter had died on her lips.

She has tried for hours and hours to persuade him what a stupid idea it was, he had assured her he did not want to be a death eater, that he wanted to stay with her and give her everything in the world she deserved but that he feared for her safety. She had told him that she could look after herself, that being best friends with the one person Voldemort wanted to kill already put her in grave danger. When he had told her he did not want to be the one to put her in any more danger she had succumbed to tears and sobbed in his arms as he stroked her hair and kissed her tears away.


Later that night as they lay in each others arms naked and he was playing with a stray tendril of her hair she had asked him not to do it, and he had promised, seeing the tears in her eyes that he wouldn’t. He had promised.

He had lied.

All week he had steadily been becoming more and more distant from her, she had thought, stupidly that he had been worrying about their upcoming newt exams, but that was just darn typical of her wasn’t it!


If she had looked properly and analysed his behaviour she would have realised there were much more important things on his mind than exams.

Yesterday she had come down to the common room feeling extremely happy and sated as she had finally completed an extremely hard transfiguration essay for professor McGonagall that she had been struggling on for about a week, as she had left Gryffindor tower and made her way to the great hall bumping into three suits of armour on the way for lack of concentration she had been pulled into a small alcove on the second floor and before she could scream she was being hugged to a hard firm chest.


Immediately she smelt his scent on the shirt he was wearing and had smiled to herself before looking up into his face, when she had looked into his eyes there was a pained expression in them but when he saw her looking he had smiled and kissed her softly on the side of her mouth earning him a giggle from her small form.


He had at first been unwilling to let go of her and she had had to scold him that it was unhealthy to not eat breakfast before a day of lessons and that if they waited any longer they would be late to their first lesson.

He had smiled into her hair and nibbled on her ear, and had then pulled her out of the alcove and they had walked hand in hand towards the great hall.

Earlier tonight, she’d gone down to the Slytherin dungeons, and Blaise had let her in, then she’d gone up to his room, because of course he was allowed his own room being a Malfoy, his father had insisted upon it. When he’d opened the door she’d untied the robe she’d been wearing to show the tiny undergarments she’d picked out last hogsmeade weekend for him. He’d groaned, scooped her up bridal style and carried her into his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them.


They’d spent about three great hours having on and off sex, but he’d had to stop her insisting that if they carried on he was sure he was either going to pass out or his very important equipment might give in and fall off from too much strain. So they’d just lain together instead, telling each other funny stories and drifting in and out of sleep. At about 12 30 he’d whispered in her ear that he loved her and would never do anything to intentionally hurt her, she’d smiled a sleepy smile at him and then had turned over and fallen back to sleep.


She’d woken an hour later to an empty bed.




She sat up straighter and squinted her eyes as she thought she could make out bleared figures leaving the forbidden forest, realising that the figures where hurrying quickly closer to Hogwarts she stood up quickly and stared anguished at the figures. It was true then; he’d been to see the dark lord and had most probably entered his ranks as a fully fledged death eater. How could he?


She spoke the word softly but firmly, At the same time as pulling her wand from her pocket and whispering an incanation that would make her petite frame glow so she could be seen from miles away.


‘Draco’


She was miles from where he was making his way back towards the castle but she could distinctly see one of the figures break away from the crowd, but after a moment or two he proceeded to follow them back to the castle. Once he had discovered she was missing from his bed he would come looking for her; she wasn’t sure if she was anticipating or dreading it.


Sure enough as she stood their waiting for about half an hour just staring determinedly down at her own feet, a lone figure came rushing out of the entrance hall searching frantically around him. He mounted a broomstick and soared around the black lake and then she drew her breath and closed her eyes, sinking back down to the floor as she saw him look up and start speeding his way directly towards her.

She did not bring her eyes to meet his when he touched down off his broom panting heavily, instead she kept her gaze directed at the hard wooden floor of the quidditch stand and waited for him to say something to her.

She heard the thump as his knees hit the hard ground in front of her but kept her gaze determinedly fixed downwards.


‘Mione’ he whispered hoarsely, he made to touch her face but she moved her head out of his way. He uttered a sigh of defeat and dropped his head in to his hands.
They stayed like that for a while, him kneeling with his head in his hands and her looking down at the ground.


She finally looked up at him, staring at his light blonde head as he held his head in his shaking hands.

‘How could you’ she whispered hating him and loving him at the same time.

He looked up at her his face tired and scared, he opened his mouth once, twice but no words came out so he closed it again and then looked up into the sky with an anguished look and then back at her.


‘You don’t understand Mi I was trying to prote…’

‘Don’t you dare’ she whispered looking him straight in the eyes with a look of such loathing that he physically recoiled back from her, and fell on to his bum further away from where she was sitting.

‘You lied’ she said raising her voice slightly and hating the fact that it wavered due to forced back tears ‘You lied to me, you promised… promised…’ she broke off unable to finish her sentence.

He just stared into her eyes pleading with her to understand.

‘And the stupid thing is’ she said gently holding his gaze with hers. ‘That I actually believed you’

‘Hermione you don’t know, you can’t imagine…’ He drew in a wavery breath and then looked back into her eyes. ‘I love you’

‘You don’t lie to the ones you love Draco, you don’t promise them something and then go ahead and break that promise when you know it’s going to break their heart’

‘I was doing it for us’

He flinched when she stood up quickly ‘Who the hell do you think you are Draco, how could you say you were doing this for us! After everything I’ve sacrificed for you, everything I’ve given up! I nearly lost my best friends, the whole of my house turned against me, I was taunted and ridiculed, but I was prepared to sacrifice it all for you! Because I loved you! If you thought that I’d be happy about this and thank you then you obviously do not know me at ALL!’ She shouted the last word and Draco rose to his feet also stretching his arms out towards her.


‘Mione please’


‘PLEASE, PLEASE! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO ASK ME ANYTHING! I GAVE UP EVERYTHING FOR YOU, AFTER ALL WE’VE BEEN THROUGH… ALL WE’VE DONE!’


‘Hermione just listen to me damnit!’

‘NO MALFOY! I’M DONE LISTENING TO YOU, I HATE YOU!’

And then she pushed him so he fell over again and started running down the steps of the quidditch stands, not caring where she was going or even if she tripped and fell, she just new she needed to get away from here, away from him. She could feel her heart beating in her ears, her vision was blurred due to the tears she was holding in and her legs where numb and aching but she kept going, running across the quidditch pitch and across the grounds heading directly towards the black lake.

She felt the air rush behind her and next thing she new she had been tackled to the floor, as Draco jumped from his broom and landed on top of her. Trapped underneath him she slapped and hit every inch of him she could, screaming and screaming.

After about ten minutes of this she collapsed in exhaustion and started sobbing quietly at first, but then all her tears and screaming merged into one and she howled not caring who could hear her.

Draco winced, she had quite a strong punch for her small frame, but carried on to cradle her in his arms, his hands where underneath her head so that she couldn’t of hit it when he’d jumped on her and his legs where wrapped around her own to stop her from kneeing or kicking him. There faces where level but she had hers turned away from him and his own face was buried in the side of her hair.


There bodies were touching close together and he was disgusted with himself for getting aroused when the woman he loved was in such a state of hysteria.

As Draco listened to her sob he actually wanted to physically hurt himself for her, the sound was heartbreaking to him, he’d never heard her cry so openly or from the heart before and he could almost hear her heart breaking.


The last time she had been so upset it had been when Weasley, the git, had called her a slag in front of the whole Gryffindor common room and him and Potter had then blanked her repeatedly for two whole weeks until Draco had taken matters into his own hands and had stunned them, carried them to his room in the dungeons where Hermione had been staying, and had locked them in their until they had agreed to listen to what he and Hermione had to say.

Soon her sobbing turned into small hiccups but when he moved his face to look into hers, tears were still streaming quickly down her face, she still looked so beautiful to him though, with her eyes shining with unshed tears and her hair falling all around her face escaped from the tight bun she’d obviously put it in. She still refused to meet his eyes though.

‘Hermione if I let you go do you promise to stay and listen to me.’

She didn’t speak but didn’t shake her head, so Draco took this to mean she grudgingly accepted his plea. He lifted himself off her and stood up holding out a hand to help her up. She didn’t accept his hand but sat up on her own and wiped her wet face with the back of her hand, and then she stood up and looked at a point over his right shoulder obviously waiting for him to continue.

He moved closer to her but refrained from touching her, scared of what her reaction might be.

‘Do you promise to let me speak without interrupting me and when I’ve finished you can scream and hit me as much as you want, but just let me explain.’

She gave a small nod of her head but continued to avoid eye contact with him.

‘When my father asked me to become a death eater, in the letter he wrote to me he made an innuendo of what would happen to ‘my filthy mudblood girlfriend’ if I didn’t accept. When you persuaded me not to and I promised you I wouldn’t I honestly had every intention of keeping that promise.’ He took a jagged breath and gathered himself to continue.

‘Some other boys in my year went to the initiation tonight and they all new about it before like I did, the day after I promised you some of the lads asked me if I was going to comply to my fathers wishes and I said no. Well obviously Lucius found out and he sent me another letter. He said he’s kill you Mi, he said he’d torture you and make you beg for death before… before he finally finished you off.’

When her eyes flickered towards his face, he brought his hands up to cup her face and leant his forehead against her own.

‘Mione I couldn’t loose you, you’ve got to understand, you’re everything to me, and you’re all I’ve ever needed for myself, all I’ve ever wanted. I love you Hermione. What I feel for you goes beyond love, honestly I couldn’t live if I new you’d been hurt because of me.’

She broke away from him and looked angrily at him.

‘But I have been hurt because of you! Don’t you see? I don’t care about all that, I’d of been willing to die to give you the life of a free man. I can fight for myself Draco, there’s no guarantee any of that stuff would of happened, but now you’ve ruined it, you’ve ruined what we had, it can never be the same… ever’

Draco reached for her but she tried to move. He wouldn’t have it though and caught her by the wrists and pulled her to him.

‘Stop it Draco, Don’t make it any harder’

‘I’m not letting you go Hermione, this isn’t over, I won’t let you do something you’ll regret, and you love me I know you do.’

‘NO I LOVED YOU DRACO BUT YOU BETRA…’

She broke off shouting when Draco brought his lips down to capture her own; he kissed her softly and lovingly and could taste her salty tears on her lips. After a couple of seconds of resistance she gave in and kissed him furiously, biting his bottom lip hard until she could taste blood and sucking his tongue painfully when he opened his mouth.

Draco let her push him down on to the soft and slightly damp grass, she was fisting his hair between her hands and pulling painfully, scratching down his black t-shirt with her other hand, and lifting it so she could scratch his bare skin.

It hurt quite a lot but he let her take out her frustration and rage on him; it was the least he could do.

Hermione new she was being rough and was probably hurting him but she didn’t care, he deserved it, he deserved to be hurting as much as she was, deserved to feel as though his heart was being literally ripped from his body with a sharp blade. She sat up on top of him and rubbed her pussy along his standing erection, she was actually angry at herself for getting aroused, she didn’t want to let him make her feel good, she just wanted to scream.

Draco groaned, she was rubbing herself along his length roughly and it was quite painful but the pain only increased his arousal. He went to lift her thin cotton jumper over her head, he could already see her hard pebbled nipples through the thin material but he wanted to taste her glorious globes but she smacked his hands away and untied his travelling coat from around his neck to let it fall off his shoulders like a blanket underneath them, she then pulled his head up by his hair which he yelped at and tugged his black t-shirt over his head.

‘Hermione pleas…’

But she ignored him and let go of his hair using both her hand to undo the button and zipper of his dark trousers and then tugging them a little down his legs, when she grabbed him harshly in her hand and rubbed and pinched his soft tip he growled wrapped his legs around her waist and rolled them over so she was now underneath him.

‘I know your hurting Hermione but you're really hurting me’

‘I don’t give a shit if I’m hurting you Malfoy’ she replied angrily looking into his grey eyes and scowling at him.

‘Fine you want to fuck me so hard you forget your own name, you do that’ and he quickly tugged down her jogging pants to find she was wearing no knickers underneath and tugged his own boxers down supporting himself and his weight on one arm kicking his clothes down his legs than plunged into her in one long thrust.


Both of them seemed unable to stop the small gasp that left their mouths and Draco laid his head on her chest gently kissing the place where he new her nipples to be.

He could hear soft sobs above him and looked up to see Hermione staring up at the sky tears again rolling down her soft face and a look of anguish on her beautiful features. He stopped what he was doing and moved up her body to look in her eyes.


‘Did I hurt you?’ he asked worriedly pushing a piece of hair that had stuck to her wet cheek aside.


She looked back at him ‘not physically’


He watched as more fresh tears rolled down her cheeks and his own eyes filled with tears ‘I’m so sorry baby, I never meant to hurt you, I though I was helping yo…’

But she squirmed beneath him and he had to move inside of her, with one last look at her shining cheeks he pulled out until only the tip of his cock was at her tight entrance and then plunged all the way back in, delighting in the moan he heard above him.

Taking his hand down and running it across her smooth stomach he moved lower until he was fingering her clit at the same time as pulling out of her and ramming back in, making both their bodies move up then back down, she was still sobbing but gasping and moaning at the same time and she had resumed the hold she had on his soft blonde hair.

His eyes filled with tears as he watched her cry, biting her lip to try to muffle her wrenching sobs. He leant down to kiss her softly and this time she responded just as softly, as he sucked her bottom lip between his she nibbled softly on his top lip, pulling away and turning her head so she could kiss him more deeply.

When they broke away for breath he saw the look of shock on her face as she watched the tears leak from his own eyes and fall onto her already wet face.


She’d never seen him cry before, he never let himself cry in front of her because even though most of his father’s teachings had left his head, he remembered particularly how his father would beat him repeatedly for crying and he had been too embarrassed to let her see such a sign of weakness. The thought of losing her however, tore at his soul and he couldn’t help himself from crying shamelessly in front of her.


He could hear her start to sob softly again and as he began to speed up his thrusts, making sure his pubic bone banged against her clit, he felt her wrap her arms around his neck and hold him tightly to her. He let himself rest some of his weight on top of her and tangled one of his own hands in her hair, kissing her neck as she held him to her.

Both of them cried together, as both of their thrusting became more desperate, Hermione now lifting her pelvic off the floor so that it would crash against Draco’s creating a beautiful pleasure she would only ever be able to get with him.

‘I love you so much Mione’ Draco groaned in between sobs ‘you’re all I have all I’ll ever want’

‘I love you too Draco’ whispered Hermione back, letting her hands stroke down his back and pull his firm arse harder to her. ‘Only ever you’

‘Oh god Hermione’ he again groaned as he felt his balls tightening and felt her own walls clamping around him.

Hermione could feel the tension in her stomach releasing and cried out as her orgasm rippled through her body, making it hard for her to even breathe.

Draco let go and felt his seed release itself into his girlfriend’s hot body and mingle with her own fluids. He collapsed on top of her breathing heavily and still crying softly as tears fell down his cheek soaking her jumper.

He could feel his member softening and sliding out of her and he grunted as the cold air hit his now softening cock, he moved off of Hermione who was still lying and sobbing and pulled his boxers and trousers up his legs, he then rolled to grab his damp shirt and lifted that over his head too, shivering slightly at the cold.

When pulling on his shirt he caught sight of the black mark now tattooed into his arm, it still throbbed quite painfully but the pain was nothing to what he felt about losing Hermione.

Looking down at her he kneeled down and pulled her own jogging trousers up her legs; she lifted her hips to allow him to pull them up all the way and then he smoothed down her top making sure her midriff wouldn’t catch cold.

He then took her shivering form in his arms and sat them both up with his arms around her back, she clutched at his arms and held on as he moved them both so that they were lying properly on to his abandoned cloak, and because it was so long folded it over them.

They stared at each other in silence for a while, tears still running down both their cheeks but now the tears were slowing and Hermione had stopped sobbing although she still hiccupped every now and then.

Draco went to touch her but then stopped and looked into her eyes asking her if he could touch her; if she would allow it.

She leant forward and traced the outline of his jaw with her finger, running it along his forehead and then down his cheeks to circle his lips.

‘What are we going to do’ she asked softly snuggling closer towards him and leaning her head on his chest, the sound of his heart beating soothed her and made her feel reassured that he was still here with her, no matter what he was he was still hers, her Draco.

‘We?’ replied Draco softly, running his hands down her back and then back up again. ‘Do you still want there to be a we?’ he asked hopefully tilting her chin so she’d look up into his face again.

She pulled his right arm up so she could look at it, and he watched her face as she turned in upwards so she could see the death eaters mark burned there. She let her thumb trace around it not quite touching it because she new from professor Snape that it could hurt if people touched it directly.

‘Whatever this is’ she said catching his gaze and holding it ‘it’s for us to deal with, you and me.’ She sighed and brought her hand up to rub some of the tears away from her cheek.

‘You’ve hurt me Draco, I still feel betrayed and hurt by you, but without you I don’t make sense. I love you and I know that won’t change, I’m in this forever and even if you have done something, and joined something I despise I shall still stick by you.’

He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her so tightly she thought she might pass out.

‘I don’t deserve you you know’ he muttered into her ear, kissing the shell of it and biting softly at a sensitive spot just underneath it he new she loved.


‘No you don’t’ he heard her muffled reply just above his heart.


He chuckled softly and continued to kiss her neck and ear and the bit of the cheek he could reach.


‘But…’ she said moving so that he could hear her properly ‘you have me Draco so whatever you do, don’t let me go’

‘I won’t’ he told her sincerity evident in every part of his face and voice. ‘Never’

She nodded her head slowly leaning forward so she could capture his lips in a soft gentle kiss. Her breath quickened as their lips connected and when they opened their mouths to let their tongues slide against each other, she couldn’t help the soft mews of pleasure that escaped her.

God she loved this man, it didn’t matter to her what other people thought about their relationship, she didn’t care when girls he had once slept with threw her dirty looks and muttered that he would never be faithful to her, because she new he was. She had tamed him and he loved her and that was all that mattered to her.

She knew hard and dark times lay ahead, but as long as she had him to hold her in his arms and promise her the world, she wasn’t going to let the bad times get to her.

As she felt herself drifting off to sleep, she felt him kiss her forehead softly leaving his lips on her cold skin, and then she felt him move so that the cloak fell off them both and she shivered with cold.


‘What are you doing?’


‘I’m going to find my broom’ he replied smiling at her and lifting himself to his feet, she watched him search the dark grass and then smiled as he went jogging over to where it lay, picked it up and make his way back towards her.

He pulled her up by her hand and picked his cloak up, fastening around her neck, he then pulled her on to the broom in front of him and she felt her feet leave the ground and turned to bury her face in his chest as he flew them back towards the castle. She could feel his chest rumbling as he chuckled, he new she didn’t like flying, the bastard.

When they arrived down near the bottom of the castle they flew into a open window that, once she was inside, she recognised as his bedroom and he touched down lowering the broom to the floor and scooping her up, bringing back the covers on the bed to tuck her in when she had lain down on his velvet sheets. He kissed her head and stood to remove his trousers and shirt leaving him clad only in his boxers.

When he had closed his window he came to her and lifted the covers to lie down beside her, spooning his body against her back and laying his hand on top of hers on her pillow.


‘Love you Mione’

‘Love you Draco’




The next morning Hermione woke up feeling lousy, her throat hurt, her legs ached and her head pounded due to lack of sleep. For a second she panicked thinking Draco had again done a runner but found him sitting on a chair by the window smoking a muggle cigarette and staring outside.

Hermione pulled herself up and watched him for a bit just sitting in his chair smoking, he had put on a pair of joggers like she had on and had his feet up on the chair his left arm slung over his knees, from this angle she could see the dark mark on his skin and images from last night swam in front of her eyes.

He took a long drag than looked up at her and exhaled smiling.


‘Morning beautiful’


She smiled back at him and got out of bed.


‘Morning’


He put his legs down on the floor and allowed her to crawl on to his lap; putting his left arm around her to support her he stubbed his cigarette out on the windowsill.

She watched out of the window as a whole group of ministry officials made their way towards Hogwarts. She frowned in thought and looked up at Draco as he softly kissed her on the cheek and hugged her with both his arms now.


‘They’re here to arrest me’


‘What’ she yelped, taking a look back out of the window, now they were closer she could count sixteen aurors.


‘They must know about the meeting last night Thoedore just sent me an owl, his father sent him one, i guess dear old Lucius couldn't really give a shit about me. Apparently there was a spy at the meeting and they've come to arrest those who have entered you know whos ranks, and they’ll be checking everybody for the dark mark Hermione, the games up.’


She looked into his face and was shocked that he didn’t look absolutely terrified or sad, he looked like he’d already made his peace with it but she wasn’t allowing it, she wasn’t going to let him be taken away from her.


‘No’ she said pulling him to his feet and flinging a t-shirt at him.


‘Hermione there’s nothing we can do, there was a spy at the meeting, you were right, I’ve ruined us I deserve this’


‘No Draco, come with me’


‘I’m not going to try and escape Mi’


‘No Draco I’m taking you to Dumbledore’


He looked puzzled at her as he pulled the shirt over his head but he had no time to think as she yanked his door open and pulled him from the room already half running.

She pulled them through the Slytherin common room, Draco glanced lots of people giving them weird looks and a few of the elder lads who had been at the meeting last night where snatching up there belongings obviously ready to flee. She pulled him from the Slytherin common room, along the corridor to the main floor and then sped him up the stairs. He nearly tripped over a couple of times and could hear her panting for breath beside him but she determinedly kept going and they flew up a dozen flights of steps until they turned into the corridor he knew the headmasters office to be.

When they stopped outside the gargoyle they were both panting heavily and their legs ached but Hermione stopped and said the password clearly to the waiting gargoyle.

‘Chocolate frogs’

He moved aside and Hermione pulled him to stand with her on the stairs as they started to move towards the headmaster’s office. When they got to the top she knocked on the door waiting, he looked confusedly into her face waiting for her to explain but she simply gave him a small smile and pushed the door open when they heard Dumbledore’s voice telling them to enter.

‘Ahhh Miss Granger I have been expecting you’ sighed professor Dumbledore with a glint in his bright blue eyes.


‘You have?’


‘Why of course’


Draco looked around the room and now saw Snape, McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey all gathered in the corner of the office.

‘Oh well I suppose you know what I’m going to ask then?’

Dumbledore looked from her to Draco and then beckoned them both forwards to take a seat.


‘Lemon sherbet?’ he asked offering them both a sweet from a bowl on his desk. They both shook their head and Dumbledore shrugged then placed the bowl back down. ‘Before you ask Miss Granger am I to assume that last night Mister Malfoy did in fact enter the ranks of Voldemort to become a death eater?’

Hermione nodded her head and Draco looked up at Professor Snape who was looking back at him.


‘Right well now that’s clear, ask away Miss Granger’


‘I want you to marry us’


Draco looked up cricking his neck because of the quick movement, mouth open in shock he caught Hermione’s eyes and was blown away by the look of love and determination that he saw in them, he smiled back at her taking her hand and bringing it to his lips to kiss.

‘I love this man professor’ she said turning to Dumbledore but continuing to hold Draco’s hand ‘He’s going to be taken away soon but I will stand by him and fight for his freedom for as long as it takes, he is not a bad person he just made a bad decision, he did it to protect me and I want to show everybody that this does not change how I feel about him. I want to be with him for the rest of my life.’

They both looked at Dumbledore to see him smile widely at them both before turning to Draco ‘Draco do you wish to marry Miss Granger here?’

‘Yes sir’ he said grinning at Hermione ‘more than anything’

‘Very well then replied Dumbledore directing his gaze to the three other people in the room, ‘Poppy could you go down and try to head the people from the ministry off and Minerva and Severus you must stay here and be witnesses to the marriage.’


All three murmured there agreement and Madame Pomfrey hurriedly left the office to buy them some time.


‘Both of you kneel down’ he said moving around his desk and standing in front of them, ‘Severus, McGonagall you stand either side of the two and bear witness to what I am about to say and do.’ They both nodded and moved to stand where they had been directed and then Dumbledore raised his wand and pointed it at Hermione whose clothes turned in to a small white gown that had small spaghetti straps and fell to just below her knees and a small ring of flowers appeared on her head as her brunette curls cascaded loosely down her back. He then pointed his wand at Draco whose clothes tuned to a nice pair of black trousers and a smart black and green shirt.

Draco smiled softly at Hermione taking in her beautiful appearance and wanting nothing more than to scoop her up and take her far away from here where they could be alone together undisturbed.

‘Draco Lucius Malfoy and Hermione Jane Granger, you are about to enter into the matrimony of marriage, promising to love cherish and be with each other for the rest of you life’s, do you both accept the importance of the vows you are about to give.’


‘Yes’ they both replied looking up at Dumbledore


‘Very well, kneel to face each other and place both your hands together’ they did as they were told smiling at each other all the while. Dumbledore placed the tip of his wand on their joined hands. ‘Do you Draco Lucius Malfoy promise to love and Cherish Hermione, Do you promise to be faithful, kind and forgiving to her when she needs you most, Do you promise to care for her in both sickness and health, in both poverty and wealth and stick by her through the good times and the bad for as long as you both shall live.’

Draco watched as a tear ran down Hermione’s smiling cheek and fell gracefully from her face. ‘I do’ he said smiling at Hermione.

‘Do you Hermione Jane Granger promise to love and Cherish Draco, Do you promise to be faithful, kind and forgiving to him when he needs you most, Do you promise to care for him in both sickness and health, in both poverty and wealth and stick by him through the good times and the bad for as long as you both shall live.’

‘I do’ she said clearly as she gazed unblinkingly into her husband to be's eyes.


‘Severus Snape and Minerva McGonagall do you accept that the vows made here today where made in absolute sincerity on both parties side and do you agree that you witnessed the joining of these two people.’


‘We do’ they both replied.


‘Jolly good, with the power invested in me I now pronounce you man and wife.’ And as he said it a white ribbon soared from the tip of his wand and wrapped itself around Draco and Hermione’s adjoined hands, then transformed in to two bands of solid pearl that appeared on both of their wedding fingers.

‘You may kiss the bride’

And Draco did, reaching for Hermione and kissing her as though his life depended on it, he only vaguely heard the office door crashing open, but was pulled sadly from his new wife as three aurors grabbed the back of his shirt and ripped him away from her.


‘Draco’ Hermione cried reaching for him.


‘It’s ok Mi, I’ll be ok, I love you’


‘I love you too’ she called back as she sobbed on to McGonagall’s shoulder. ‘I will get you out of there Draco’ she called again as he was escorted down the stairs by the aurors ‘I promise’

As Draco was led away from the grounds with a couple of his classmates trailing behind he smiled to himself realising he would happily go to Azkaban for the chance to call Hermione Granger his wife, even if he died in their he would still be the happiest man alive he knew. Mrs Malfoy would do anything to get him back to her, and he new she was the brightest and most kind hearted witch around, she would wait for him, and he would wait for her and one day they would be together again.

But when that time came, it would be forever.


THE END


OR IS IT...?


*Ok i'm rolling out fics pretty fast eh? Well i Hope you enjoyed it and please as always leave a review it is greatly appreciated! Right i'm in the process of writing a story, i'm thinking 20 - 30 chapters and i've already got all the plot worked out and have started writing the first chapter so let me know if you want to hear it. Lots of thanks, Fiaxxx*