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Chapter 24: With You

I didn't seem him the next day. I was so
depressed I didn't even want to eat. The Daily Prophet was left
unread by the kitchen counter and Megan wasn't home. Adam had come
back at around 4 in the morning. I couldn't ask him where Megan was
and since I didn't see George I couldn't ask him what was going on
either. What ever it was. I could tell something fishy is going on.
If I was my normal self, I would go right into the heart of the
matter but now I really didn't care.

That afternoon I went out for a walk. The
sky was crisp, the trees starting to grow their leaves. Grass was
peaking through the muddy ground and birds chirped all around. Spring
was literally in the air. Normally I would like this new feeling but
now I just felt more depressed than before. I couldn't stay in that
house any more. I was thinking about going back, packing my bags and
leaving in the middle of the night. Where would I go? I didn't even
think about it.

I sat down on a bench in the muggle park.
Little kids were playing by the playground while parents looked on
and gossiped with other parents. Lovers held hands and occasionally
would sneak off to a secluded part of the park and would snog
happily. I felt jealous at the happy world around me. Not only
because of the happy couples but the children with their mothers and
fathers felt like a reproach to me. I rubbed my empty tummy.

Suddenly I felt someone tap my shoulder. I
was startled and turned around to face my visitor. The color drained
from my face as I saw my ex-best friend.

"Ron?" I gasped.

He nodded his head and put a hand to his
chest to steady his breathing. He must have run from someplace for
his face was redder than usual and he was panting heavily. He swung
around the other side of the bench and sat next to me, taking out a
water bottle from inside his robes. He looked odd there with his
Wizard clothes on and I wondered if others would think of us as
strange and suspect. I looked around but they seemed to ignore us.

"Hermione," he said at last after
draining half of the water bottle. "I'm so glad I found you. I
was looking everywhere."

I furrowed my brows and felt at unease in
his presence. I haven't seen people from Hogwarts for almost a full
month. I thought they abandoned me or just didn't care and here is
Ron telling me he looked everywhere for me. How is it that the last
person I wanted to see or I figured wanted to see me was here but not
the person I thought would come to get me?

Yes, I still figured that he would come and
take me back and rid me of this misunderstanding but I guess I was
right. He betrayed me.

The last time Ron and I were this close he
had pounced on me and now I felt uncomfortable. I shook my thoughts
away. "Why were you looking for me?" I tried to keep the
quivering away from my voice.

"Why wouldn't I Hermione?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "No one else
seemed to care. Why would you?" I tried not to show how hurt I
was that no one looked for me until now.

"Of course everyone cares about you
Hermione? What would make you think otherwise?"

I didn't answer.

"Look I know we aren't in a very good
speaking relationship right now Hermione but there are things you
don't know. I'm here to explain a little but I only have half an hour
with you before I have to leave. I'll tell you everything when we get
back to Hogwarts."

I stood up and shook my head furiously.
"What makes you think I'll go back!" I shrieked.

He took my hand and forced me to sit down.
"Calm down Hermione. I know you're upset but there are reasons
that you don't know about. The Daily Prophet didn't mention your
disappearance for your safety," he said as if reading my mind.
His words calmed me considerably and I sighed. First I don't see him
or talked to him since after vacation and now it's like like nothing
had ever happened. How can he act this way?

"The Death Eaters are still out looking
for you." I winced as I heard the word Death Eaters. The mark on
Draco's arm flashed through my mind.

"Voldemort is angry that Lucius had
killed your child," he said softly. "They all are looking
for you. They have great plans for you. We don't know everything and
I can't tell you everything either. I don't have time. Aquil told me
how you were so we didn't worry much about you but when we heard that
his mother had left last night, we had cause for worry. Megan is not
a woman to deal lightly with. She isn't a Death Eater but she's still
tampering with the Dark Arts."

I gasped. Megan and the Dark Arts? But how
so! The many details and information had me completely forget the
fact that Ron and I weren't in speaking terms. It just reminded me of
the information he and I would share when discussing Harry and the
War. It was weird but I didn't dwell on it.

"I put a charm over us but it's still
not safe for us to talk too openly. All I must say is that Dumbledore
has given you a mission. Your job is to get Adam and Aquil and bring
him here tonight at 11 o'clock at this exact spot. Harry and I will
be waiting for you. If Megan gets back then you'll have to defend
yourself. Don't make yourself known. If Death Eaters come, stay away.
Don't show yourself. And if something happens to either Adam or
Aquil, you'll just have to come here without them. Hopefully nothing
will happen to them. If something untoward happens use this," he
handed me a package and I opened it. There was a mirror inside. It
was like the one Sirius had given to Harry. I turned it over and saw
a crest of a Snake coiled around the paw of a Lion. I wasn't able to
ask Ron what it meant for he stood up.

"I know this may be confusing Hermione
but I just want you to know that Harry and I are with you every step
of the way." He took my hand and rose me to my feet and gave me
a friendly hug. "I know you still may be mad at what I did
before and I'm sorry. I'll explain it all later but for now I have to
go," he said letting go of me and kissing me on my cheek. I was
too shocked to respond. "Just remember that we'll always be
there for you no matter what happens. Voldemort is gaining a lot
power. Be careful."

I nodded my head and he squeezed my shoulder
before pointing his wand to the sky and then Apparating away with a
CRACK!

I stared at the place were he stood just
moments before and looked around me to see if anyone noticed
anything. Strangely they didn't. I would have pointed out how
careless it was of Ron but I shook my head. In the corner of my eye I
saw paper sitting on the bench were Ron sat. I picked it up. It was
from the Daily Prophet. I scanned the titles and shook my head. The
world really is in a lot of trouble. Muggleborn families were being
attacked left and right and so far 5 muggleborns were killed, 18
muggles and a wizard. Ron was right. I had to be careful. Adam was a
muggleborn and so was I.

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I walked back to the house not looking at my
surroundings. Just moments before the world around me was so lively
but now I could feel darkness dampening the whole area around me. The
sky was dark, the sun had set three hours ago. I walked up the front
steps of the house not really thinking. Ron's revelations and the
news in the Daily Prophet had gotten me depressed. The threat of
Voldemort had increased and now I was given a mission. It sounded so
easy so why is it that I feel as though it's a lot tougher?

I was shocked that the door was still opened
and stepped inside shrugging it all off. Maybe I had forgotten to
close the door when I went outside. The place was different inside.
An ominous feeling was occurring deep within my stomach. Something
was amiss.

I looked around me quietly. For some reason
I felt that I shouldn't speak though I knew not why. I went in the
kitchen first and saw that it was exactly the way it normally was.
Next I went to the common room and the parlor. Nothing was wrong. Up
the stairs I went and I stopped short when I heard voices and shouts.
Who was up there?

I climbed slowly not wanting to give away my
presence. My wand was in my bag in the guest room but at least I knew
a few spells I could use without the help of my wand. I walked
towards the sounds of the voices and then stopped when I noticed
something weird. The door to the Master bedroom was slightly ajar. A
grave feeling in the pit of my stomach made me sick and when I saw
the lifeless body of Adam Peters I gasped but my sound was muffled by
hand over my mouth.

My eyes went wide as I struggled against my
captor's grip. The person had an arm firmly around my waist and
hauled me into a closet despite my protests. My whole back was
pressed against him. I felt content in his arms for some reason. I
really didn't know why though. His arms were powerful and familiar. I
could smell his intoxicating scent. If it were not for the lifeless
body of George's father or the voices that seemed to get closer by
the second, I would have sunk back into my captor's body and allow
myself to drown in his smell.

Why was it so damn familiar?

I felt tears come to my eyes but bit them
back when the voices came closer. His grip on me loosened but he
still didn't let me go. What did he want from me?

I wanted to move my head and look at him,
but my eyes were fixed on what lay ahead of me for through the small
opening of the closet door I saw cloaked figures with their wands
outstretched and then George coming. His wand was outstretched too
and every so often he would shout a curse and would put up shields to
block the spells the Death Eaters were hurling at him. I wanted so
much to help him but my captor's arms held me still. I couldn't even
scream or shout for he still had a hand over my mouth to keep me from
shouting.

I remembered Ron's orders telling me not to
show myself and therefore stopped struggling. George would be
careful. He was a grown man after all in his early twenties. If I
could go against a handful of Death Eaters all these days with Harry
and still survive surely he could too.

I remembered Ron telling me to be careful.
Why didn't I be careful? Why didn't I run straight here instead of
sitting on that bench for over 2 hours and pondering over nothing. If
I came a little while before, Adam wouldn't have died...

George wasn't doing so much of a good job of
keeping the Death Eater's off his back. When he saw his father's body
he froze for a moment and before my very eyes I heard the words to
the deadly curse being uttered and a flash of green light. In seconds
George's unseeing hazel eyes stared straight out as if right into my
own eyes. I struggled against my captor's hold yet couldn't even do a
thing. I screamed as much has my lungs allowed me but that too was
muffled by his gloved hand.

When George's body fell directly on the
floor and he didn't move an inch more I fell limp into my captor's
arms and unrestrained tears fell down my cheeks. I shut my eyes in
despair, recalling how it felt with him last night. Recalling the way
he saved me from those goons back in the alley. He saved me then yet
I couldn't do a thing now. I was drowning in a sence of compunction
and couldn't forgive myself.

The Death Eaters looked at each other and
left the room. As soon as they did, my captor released me and I
scrambled out of the closet and crawled next to George. I still
couldn't believe he died and I was right there yet couldn't do a
thing. Hot tears shed uncontrollably as I stared into his unseeing
eyes.

"George?" I whispered knowing full
well that he couldn't hear me. I cradled his head in my lap and
slapped his cheeks wanting him to wake up. He couldn't leave me now
could he? I bit my lip from screaming and closed my eyes letting the
tears fall down my cheeks. My first mission and I failed. I had a
feeling last night something bad was going to happen but I couldn't
prevent it. Why?

When I opened my eyes I was shocked to see
the man who held onto me and didn't let me save George.

"Draco?" my throat croaked out in
uncertainty.

He took off his mask and lowered his head,
his long silverly hair falling into his eyes shading them from view.

"How could you Draco?" I said. I
didn't think I'd see him again like this. At such a time? I never
thought I would meet him so soon but I did and in such a condition.
"Why didn't you save him?" I whispered as I clutched
George's limp body to me. "You could've stopped this? Why? Why
didn't you let me go?"

He simply shook his head. "I'm sorry
Hermione," he said gravely. "But I couldn't let you go and
save him. You would've died."

"So what?" I snapped, getting to
my feet. "Why do you care?"

His gray eyes caught mine and he walked
towards me.

"I'll always care about you," he
said his eyes never leaving mine. I felt my knees go weak and my
stomach flutter. "If they saw you, you would die. I can't let
that happen."

I simply stared at him. I wasn't able to say
another word.

He drew forward slowly and took me in his
arms and I rested my head against his chest and was happy to hear his
heart beating. I had thought he lost his heart after becoming a Death
Eater.

"Malfoy?" Someone yelled from
downstairs. I didn't move away from Draco and he didn't push me away
either. "Did you get the girl?"

"No. She's not here," Draco said
looking directly at me.

"So let's go!"

"You go. I'm coming," Draco
bellowed.

The person grunted and I heard CRACKs of
people Apparating.

"I can't talk to you for long
Hermione," Draco told me, stroking my cheek and wiping the tears
away. "But I just want to tell you that I'm sorry you had to
find out this way. I won't let anything bad happen to you. You have
to trust me."

"I trust you," I heard myself say.

"Good." He kissed me tenderly. "I
have to go now. Go to Potter and Weasley. They'll explain everything
to you. I have to go before the Aurors come. Just remmeber I'll
always be here. Just give me a shout and I'll come to you."

I nodded my head, my head fuzzy from what
was going on. Ron. The mission. George's death Draco. I was so
confused I didn't know what to think. I didn't know how to react
which was why when Draco kissed me one more time on my lips and then
on my forehead, the type of kiss that would make me feel as though
everything would be all right, I didn't stop him from leaving me.

"I love you Hermione," he said
firmly, his eyes holding mine, full of sincerity. "Always
remember that no matter what I'll always be with you. And I never
break my word."

He gave me a brief yet promising kiss and
Apparated before I had a chance to say a single thing. I felt my
heart swelling to great proportions and his voice still rang in my
ears. I wished he would've stayed longer so that I could've said the
same thing.

"...I'll always be with
you too."

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