I'm Here. I'm Here. I'm Here. (ON HOLD)

Granger was crying again, soft, heavy sobs that she probably thought I couldn't hear, but I was sleeping on a mattress on the floor of her room. This time was worse than the rest and before I knew it I was lifting the covers up and sliding into bed next to her, my arms immediately wrapping around her tiny, shaking frame. Her soft brown curls pushed into my bare chest, but she turned around to face me and she buried her face into my chest, her tears running down my chest. I smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead, "It's all right, Hermione," my first time ever using her real name, "I'm here. I'm here. I'm here."
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Hermione Granger, the Minster for Magic, needs a guardian. But it can't just be anyone, they have to be smart, brave, cunning, and loyal. Would Draco Malfoy be the first person she think of? Of course not. A former (now reformed) Death Eater, a bully of a Slytherin, and straight up mean. No, he was not the person Hermione thought of, but he does show promise. Even if Hermione does know what he does on his days off. She soon falls for him, hard. He calls her crazy, that he has a girlfriend, even if he's just using her. But they soon realize that they are more alike then they both realized...
THIS STORY IS ON HOLD FOR THE MOMENT.