(COMPLETE) Dramione -The seventh year at Hogwarts

Draco's outburst

Ron drops everything and his face goes pale.

"Hermione." He genuinely looks saddened.

"I can explain. Draco I think that you should just stay in my room." Hermione looks at Draco fearfully.

"No, Hermione if he is going to know the story we are both going to tell him." His look is too convincing, she doesn't argue.

"Fine." They all go to the lounge area.

After a long explanation, all three of them sit in an awkward silence, a few minutes later Ron looks up confused.

"So, you mean to tell me that because Harry got mad at you for liking ferre- um Draco, sorry, that is how you got together technically?" he still looks quizzical.

"We never really thought of it that way, but yeah." Hermione says whilst looking at Draco with a similarly quizzical face.

"And Harry doesn't know." he says quite worried.

"No and I think it should stay like that for the time being." Draco says relaxing a little more. Then speaking again.

"Hang on Weasel, aren't you the slightest bit angry that I'm with Granger, I mean I am your enemy after all." he asks incredibly confused by Ron's calmness.

"No, if she is happy then I am, yeah it was a shock I ain't gonna lie but you seem to be nicer since you know who's gone and I know that if you ever hurt him then Harry and I will have the greatest pleasure killing you. So nah I'm not mad." When Ron says this, even Hermione is shocked.

"Ron, can we trust you to keep this from Harry just until the end of Christmas at least." Hermione feels like she is asking a lot of Ron but she has to.

"Sure, But I wanna tease Ginny about it first, so don't tell her that I know." Ron laughs a little. Draco smiles. Hermione laughs along with Ron.

"Oh she will hate me but I'm sure I can play along for a while." Hermione exclaims.

"Well I'm gonna go...." Ron says getting up to leave. Draco stops him before he gets to the door.

"Hey weasel?" Ron turns around

"Yeah?" he looks at Draco.

"We're cool now right?" Draco finds it hard to say it but does it for the sake of keeping the peace.

"Yeah, whatever." He smiles and leaves. Once he has gone, Draco and Hermione head to her bedroom to finish the movie.

During the autumn break at Malfoy manor.

"Draco darling your father wrote us a letter." Narcissa tells him. 

"What's it about, he never mentions his disgrace of a son in any of his letters." He says sarcastically.

"What has happened to you Draco, ever since you have been back you have been miserable." She sits on the side of his bed.

"Mother, I - I found someone." Draco sighs, Narcissa looks a little shocked at him when he says this.

"Oh well that is wonderful, may I ask who?" She looks at her son who now uncomfortably shifts.

"you would rather die than know." When he says this Narcissa glares at him.

"Don't you dare tell me it is who I think it is. Even Pansy is better than her." Draco is now the one Glaring at his mother.

"Mother, Pansy isn't even Better than an apple. In fact I'd rather marry a book than love her." Narcissa looks shocked that her son has stood up to her.

"So you really love the Mudblood." She retorts. Draco looses it as soon as she even starts the word.

"YOU DARE CALL HER THAT! I'M FINISHED WITH THIS FAMILY!" He is so infuriated that the room starts to shake. Narcissa cowers.

"Draco please calm down, you know what happens when you get angry!" She tries to be calm but cant help being scared. It had only happened once before but she knows that she wont be able to stop it.

"NO! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH, YOU NEVER SUPPORT MY DECISIONS. IT WAS FINE WHEN YOU STOOD UP FOR YOURSELF BUT NOW YOU ARE ALL WEAK!" there is a real shake in the whole manor now.

"Draco no!" she is crying now. Suddenly Draco opens his arms releasing a force that not even merlin himself could contain. The manor is blown out into a circle of rubble circling around them.

"YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME ALL MY LIFE, I CANT KEEP GOING ROUND IN CIRCLES, I AM NOT WHO YOU WANT ME TO BE I NEVER WAS AND I -I never will be." the rubble drops to the floor again as does Draco, setting it on fire.

"Mother, I'm never going to be a real Malfoy, and it's because I don't want to be. I don't want to be my father, but everything I do wrong makes me more and more like him. I just want to be accepted for who I am. Not who people see me as." He cries into his hands, unable to cope with his rage, he is shaking so much it is almost impossible to comfort him. Narcissa looks at the pile of rubble, which is completely unrecognisable now except from the floor that they stand on. She goes up to Draco who is still in the worst state he has ever been in.

"Draco, I never wanted you to be who he is. He is cruel and horrible and you are nothing like that. I just want you to be happy." she Kneels down beside him.

"But I was happy, I was so happy before I got this mark." He pulls up his sleeve showing the black horror.

"It doesn't define you, Hermione saw through it, so others can too." Narcissa slowly sinks back to herself again which she hasn't done in years.

"Thank you and I'm sorry, I'm sorry to leave you but I know who I need now, and so do you." he sighs.

"It's fine, you go. It'll take a few days to put this all back together again anyway." And with that he apparates off.