Chapter 34

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Draco

I shut the door after the last person left. Hermione was in my arms in a split second.

She tilted my head down and kissed me passionately. It lasted a few seconds before she pulled back and kept her head in my chest.

I took her by surprise and scooped her up in my arms. She snuggled up to me.

"I'm guessing you really didn't like that?" I asked.

"Far, to many people. It wouldn't have been nearly as bad if they didn't all want me dead," she replied quietly.

I carried her to the master bedroom. I threw her on the bed making her squeal. I jumped on after her and sank into the soft bed and large comforter.

"I didn't expect mum to throw a party," I stated.

"I wish she hadn't," Hermione muttered.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Anything," she replied.

"What... what was your nightmare about the other day?"

She tensed in my arms. I knew she had been avoiding this conversation the whole week.

"It... it was a day when Ron gave us a break. He would only torture one of us.... I was that one. He told me if I went unconscious, he would torture five others to make up for it. He dragged the knife through my skin time after time and well... I lost consciousness. Everyone hated me after that and would volunteer me first," she explained. "Now, if it's alright with you, I would like to end this topic for now."

I nodded and she snuggled up to me.

"Thank you," I told her. "I like knowing what makes my love sad so I can destroy it."

She smiled at me.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you more," I smirked.

"Love you most," she smirked.

"Love you most-er-er," I laughed.

She rolled her eyes. I smirked and sat up. She followed and sat over my legs, hers on either side of me. She put both of her hands on my cheeks and pushed her lips to mine.

We kissed for a while before a sharp pain hit my left wrist. I instantly gasped in pain making Hermione jump off me.

"Did I hurt you?! I'm so-"

"No! No, it was my mark... I need to leave. I love you. Stay safe!" I told her, getting off the bed.

She nodded so I apparated.

I came to his base. To my utter surprise, the entire order was outside, hundreds. Voldemort commanded us to kill. I put an invisibility spell on myself as well as a shield charm. I ran behind furniture.

I watched as the order burst in and fired spells everywhere. After a long, long battle, only two were standing. Voldemort, and Neville Longbottom. I was shocked.

Voldemort had no more Horcruxes. They both shot the killing curse. I was the only person to witness this.

The curses rebounded on each other, hitting both of their casters. Both men dropped dead on the hardwood floors. I came out from behind the chair, took the spells off myself, and checked each of their pulses. Yup, dead.

I couldn't keep the smile from my face. I looked around the room and spotted the unconscious body of my mother. The smile dropped. I rushed to her side.

I relaxed when I realized she was breathing.

"Rennervate," I muttered.

Her eyes opened and she looked at me.

"Drake?" She asked.

I helped her to her feet. I was still in shock by what just happened. Mum noticed.

"Is something wrong?"

"He's dead, Mum," I told her.

"What who?!"

"Voldemort," I replied.

"He can be-" she stopped mid sentence when she spotted his body.

She smiled and cast a patronus to the ministry.

The next day...

I was shocked when Hermione jumped off the bed screaming. It wasn't from terror or pain, but joy.

"The war is over!" She exclaimed. "We're free to be us! I don't have to be afraid to love you!"

She plastered her lips to mine. The kiss lasted a second before she jumped back and ran out of the room. I quickly followed her, laughing.

She was running around the living room cheering. I nearly had a heart attack when two people apparated in.

Before I could see who it was, Hermione grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulled me down, and kissed me.

"WHAT THE *insert colorful language* IS GOING ON HERE?!" My father yelled.

I jumped back quickly and looked at my furious father and smirking mother.

"It's young love, Honey," Mum told him.

"He does not love a-"

I pulled Hermione to me and kissed her again. When I pulled back, my father was seething. He drew his wand.

I was faster and held it to his throat.

"You so much as look at her a dirty way, I won't hesitate to blow you off the map," I growled.

He smirked and put his wand in his pocket.

"He loves her," he told mum.

Mum nodded and smiled. Not a smirk, it was a smile. She came up to me, and kissed my cheek. She then kissed Hermione's forehead and stood back by my father.

We all jumped when someone apparated next to us.

"Hullo," Blaise said in a low voice. "Wait... where did Theo go?"

He apparated again but a second later came back with Theo. We all talked and laughed. Hermione seemed the happiest. She didn't let go of my hand the whole time and sat on my lap often.

After a while, Mum and dad left and the rest of us drank till we were silly.

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