Become

Hermione’s amber eyes met silver ones that were anything but cold, anything but ruthless and hateful, anything but afraid. She trembled as she watched the Deatheaters dissapparate.

Draco lay on the cold ground, shivering in pain. Hermione moaned in shock, dropping her knees beside him. She threw her cloak over him, brushing his bloody, matted hair from his eyes.

Voices shouted orders, people were apparating, others were dying. Neither Draco nor Hermione heard anything. Their eyes remained locked.

He was calling her mudblood. She was punching him in the face. Their eyes met, and he slammed her against the cold, stone wall, ravishing her mouth with his. She was screaming at him, screaming that she couldn’t save him if he didn’t want to be saved. He was staring down at her sleeping form in his bed. She was tickling him until he couldn’t breathe on the floor.

Draco parted his cracked, bleeding lips, and began to sing in a soft, broken voice. “There's so much more about you that you never let them see
You turned away
But not to me
And I know how they tried to take you
Held you up and meant to break you down
But you can't be

For so long I tried to reach you
I know I'm almost there
I'm close enough for you to see

That you've been hiding in the shadows
Have you forgotten how we used to dream
well let me remind you
The light doesn't blind you at all
It just helps you see
Can you see

Yeah you have become
Yeah you have become beautiful.”

Hermione sobbed quietly, tears falling to melt the snow. Haltingly, her voice joined his and she intertwined their fingers. “And I can't be the stranger
That's been sleeping in your bed just
Turn around and come to me
And I feel all the pain inside
And everything you've been denied you feel
It's all you feel
You've been hiding in the shadows
Have you forgotten how we used to dream
Well let me remind you
The light doesn't blind you at all
It just helps you see
Can you see
Yeah you have become
Yeah you have become beautiful
Yeah you have become
Yeah you have become beautiful.”

They were fighting, side by side. Their shadows danced across the walls as their lips danced across one another’s bodies. She looked up at him with absolute love shining in her eyes. He asked her for her heart. They exchanged their vows.

“Brush back your hair and look around you
Feeling like the truth has found you here
You're here with me
Let love become the mirror
With no fear where you're from,
You have become
Yeah you have become, beautiful.”

Draco looked up at his wife, the shadow of a smile gracing his lips. “You’ll be okay. Both of you.”

He rested his hand on the large swell of her belly, and closed his silver eyes one last time.

Hermione screamed in anguish.

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"One more push, you're almost there, dear." Mrs. Weasley said.

Hermione gritted her teeth and bore down hard as the next contraction hit, and seconds later, the angry squall of an infant reached her ears.

"It's a boy," Mrs. Weasley said softly, laying the baby in Hermione's arms.

Looking down, Hermione's gaze was met by familiar grey eyes, as tears started to fall from her amber ones.

"Beautiful," she whispered. "You're beautiful."




ok, i'm still working on this one, it's really rough, but i had to get it out. the song is "become" by the goo goo dolls. i can see it all, i just can't find all of the words, so any feedback or ideas would be appreciated!