A/N some asked me if I got the idea of this story from Romeo and Juliet and the answer is no. The only inspiration I had for this was from my head. So yes I am taking complete and full credit for the plot idea.

Also guess what I just realized? There are actually other Slytherin girls other than Pansy so I didn't have to make up any! Wow if I knew that this whole story would have been a lot easier. Oh well to late now.

In Hell With: Draco Malfoy

Chapter 27

Endings and New Beginnings


They were taken to a very familiar place. Draco and Hermione knew all the twists and turns of this castle. They had been going there for six long years. They were taken to Hogwarts. Hermione sighed with annoyance as they were dragged threw the front doors.

Could this man be anymore predictable? Hermione thought. She knew about the story of Lord Voldemort wanting a job at Hogwarts as the DADA professor and being denied by Professor Dumbledore. Hogwarts was the only place he could ever truly call home. I bet we're going to be taken to the DADA classroom. Where he will give us a whole speech but will take too long so suddenly someone will pop in and save us like always. Super.

Well Hermione got the first part of it right. They were taken to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. The room only had three people in it, Draco's parents and Lord Voldemort. The doors where shut and Hermione and Draco where released.

The room wasn't like Hermione had remembered. It was very bare with only a desk and a chair, which was occupied by the Dark Lord himself. The room was dimly lit and Hermione's eyes had to get used to the lighting.

Lord Voldemort spoke. "Ah what do we have here? Draco Malfoy and Potter's friend. What is your name?"

Hermione didn't say anything. She would not speak to such a vile man.

"You should show more respect towards your elders, especially ones that will choose if you live or die."

"Bite me," Hermione spat.

Voldemort let out a chuckle. "Such a brave little girl. I can see why Potter had chosen you for a friend. You know once Potter was dead I thought I was home free. I had nothing more to worry about, even though Dumbledore did escape. He ran like a defenseless child. Pathetic. He was no threat, but then I heard of this miss placed prophecy, one that gave your kind a second chance. It was about a relative of Dumbledore's but for some odd reason this relative was kept secret. She grew up her whole life thinking she was a filthy mudblood only to recently find out that she was related to the 'all mighty' Albus Dumbledore. This girl she has a book of mine, just like the one you're holding now."

Hermione looked at her Uncle's book. She held it tighter, it belonged to her.

"Yes that book was stolen from my dear friend Lucius by what we think was his son."

"I did not steal the book." Draco said.

"Of course you didn't Draco. Now why would you steal the book when you originally went through all the trouble to get it for your father in the first place? I was merely suggesting you 'let it slip' to, what is your name?"

"You can call me Ms. Dumbledore." Hermione said.

"You do not have a first name?"

"To you I do not."

Voldemort clenched his hands together. "You are getting on my nerves little girl. I will not tolerate such disrespect."

"Tell him," Draco whispered to Hermione. "He will torture you if you do not. We need all of our strength remember that."

"My name is Hermione." Hermione took Draco's advice. "Hermione Granger."

"Now that I know your name this story shall go by much quicker. So where was I? Oh yes Draco here 'let it slip' to you where the book was. Is that right?"

"No," Draco said.

"Do you say I am a liar?" Voldemort spat.

"I do not." Draco said quickly.

Voldemort turned his attention back towards Hermione. "Did you open that book?"

"No," Hermione lied.

"I hope you are not lying. Would you like to change that answer?"

Hermione quickly glanced at Draco and he nodded his head. "Yes I did open the book."

"And what was inside it?"

"Why don't we see for yourself?"

"Wrong answer." Voldemort said. He lifted his wand and pointed it at Hermione. "Cir-"

"Wait!" Draco shouted. "I'll tell you want was in the book."

Voldemort put down his wand and turned back towards Draco. "Go on."

"It was a spell to help Granger take you out. The spell gave her super human strength so that no spell could kill her. Then she would have the power to destroy you."

"You lie."

Draco gulped. "Why do you say that?"

"There has to be more to it."

Taking Draco's lead Hermione began to talk. "There is. It only lasts for a short amount of time. I think a day."

Voldemort considered this idea. "How does it work?"

"We'll show you."

"You'll tell me."

"It's hard to explain." Hermione protested.

"We need light." Draco said. "That is the first step. This room will not do. The spell will not work."

Voldemort was silent for a few seconds. Hermione waited in anticipation. Was Voldemort's desire to live forever strong enough to believe Draco? Was it strong enough for him to take such a risk? But then again at this point Voldemort does not see teenagers as a risk.

"Take them where there is light."

"My Lord?" said Lucius Malfoy.

"Yes Lucius?

"May my wife and I have a word with our son?"

Voldemort smiled. Hermione grimaced. She never thought it possible for someone to become even uglier when they smiled. His teeth were more like fangs that were ready to pry into the nearest victim. His eyes went slant making him resemble and snake. "Of course you can, but make it quick. I am interested in this spell."



"I am truly disappointed in you."

"I know."

"You know what I must do when this all over with?"

"Yes father."

Narcissa seemed to be on the verge of tears. "Was this girl worth it Draco? Is she worth your life?"

"Yes mother, she is."

Despite the dark circumstances this made Hermione's heart jump. He truly did love her. Hermione's sudden moment have happiness was quickly washed away by Narcissa's out burst.

"Why Draco? She's just blood filth! A disgusting frizzy haired girl! What has she done? Tell me she has put some love curse on you. Please Draco just say the word!" Tears were now pouring from her eyes.

"No she has not."

Narcissa's gazed turned on Hermione. Hermione gulped she knew exactly what was about to happen. "You stupid little whore!" Narcissa screamed. "YOU RUINED MY SON'S LIFE. YOU'RE SELFISH GOD FOR NOTHING BITCH."

Lucius put his hand on Narcissa's shoulder. "Please," he said. "Calm down."

Narcissa began to sob uncontrollably. Lucius pulled her close to him and hugged her tightly. "I am sorry my Lord for her behavior."

Hermione couldn't believe it. Here his wife was having a break down and he was apologizing for her behavior! It was disgusting. No wonder why Draco was always verging on the insane side.

"Enough," Voldemort said. "I am more interested in this so called spell then in your sob story. Take them to where there is light." He said to the two Death Eaters who were acting like guards. They nodded and each took Hermione and Draco by them arm.

"Ow! Not so hard! We're not going anywhere." Hermione complained.

"Shut up," Draco hissed. Her big mouth was going to get all of them in trouble.

"Don't tell me to shut up." Hermione growled. "I know perfectly well what I'm doing."

"So then you know you're being an annoying git?"

"Yes I perfectly well do… wait. I am not!"

It was amazing how the two still could fight even when their lives where on the line. They were already like a married couple, always bickering.

They stopped when they were outside of the castle. It was good timing to since the sun was just coming up. "Wow," Hermione said to Draco. "We haven't slept for a while."

"You mean I haven't slept for a while. You had all yesterday morning while I was waiting outside for you in the cold."

"How was I supposed to know you would be there?" Hermione snapped.

"Well I did say I would be didn't I?" Draco smiled.

Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was instantly silenced by Voldemort. "Enough with your bickering and tell me the rest of the spell."

"Er," Draco started. He looked at Hermione. It seemed that neither of them had thought of anything.

"Tell me the rest of the spell." Voldemort was losing his patience.

"I'll tell you the rest of the spell," drawled a voice from behind them.

Voldemort turned around to see George Weasley standing behind him. Voldemort laughed. "Well what do we have here? Red hair, worn out cloths, a very foul stench, ah you must be what they all a Weasley. So are you here to save your little friends? Are you going to be a big strong man and save them all by yourself?" Voldemort mocked.

"Of course not," George said. He lifted his wand in the air and red sparks flew out of them. There was a rumble and out of the forest came about fifty wizards and witches.

The grin from Voldemort's face did not fade even when the Order began to advance on him. "Well I have a team of my own." He lifted his wand and tapped the tattoo on his left arm.

Draco clenched his arm with pain as it began to burn. "He's calling for them." Right after Draco said this, about twice as many Death Eaters emerged from the castle or apparated onto the school grounds.

"I guess this will be the final battle," Voldemort said to George.

"Oh it will be Tom," said a wise voice. Hermione quickly looked around to see who it was.

"Dumbledore!" Hermione shouted.

"I would prefer if you would call me Uncle Albus now that we are out side of school." He grinned.

"No!" Voldemort said breaking the reunion. "You fled!"

"I returned."

"You are a coward."

"I had lost the battle but now I am here to win the war."

"Then let the war begin," Voldemort snickered. He waved his wand and there was a sudden blast of green smoke that filled the ground. When it cleared Voldemort was gone and the battle began.

Once again Hermione found herself dodging spells of all sorts. She also found herself being tugged in two different directions. "Let go of her," Malfoy scowled.

"Why don't you?" George snapped.

"Does anyone else notice that we are in the middle of a battle?" Hermione asked the two.

"Yes," said Draco. "Why do you think I am trying to get you to safety?"

"Well I don't know if you noticed but we're not moving and there is an awful big Death Eater heading this way." Hermione snapped at the two of them.

Instantly both of them let go of Hermione and turned towards the Death Eater. Draco pointed his wand at the Death Eater. "Delorious!" Draco shouted. A purple light flew from his wand and hit the Death Eater in the chest. He fell to the floor and it seemed like he was having a seizure.

George shouted, "Adva Kedavra!" To finish off the job.

"See if we work as a team we can do it." Hermione pointed out to the two boys.

"Well if Weasley here knew what that spell actually was he would have known the Death Eater would have eventually died."

"Didn't want to take any risks," George said.

"There weren't any risks," Draco said sternly.

The three of them ran and hid behind a statue where they would shoot curses to any Death Eater passing by. Hermione starred out into the Hogwarts grounds. It was covered in death and war. She couldn't believe this is where the final battle was gong to take place.

The grounds held so many memories to her. This is where she, Ron, and Harry would have their annual snowball fight, it was where she had her first kiss, and it was here where she truly realized she was in love with Draco.

"Look," Draco said to Hermione. He pointed at Dumbledore who was running towards him. "It's probably a Death Eater, we should kill him." Draco pointed his wand at Dumbledore.

"Don't be stupid," Hermione snapped. "It obvious who that is and you know it. No one else has a beard like him."

"She's right you know," George said.

"Shut up," Draco said.

Dumbledore ran behind the statue and sat down on the grass. He was severely out of breath. "Hermione you must do the spell."

Hermione shook her head. "I can't."

"You must."

"How come you can't do it?" She asked. He knew the spell he was in the same bloodline. Dumbledore fit all of the require mints.

"I can not. The creator of a spell this powerful will never be able to use it. Plus I am too old. I would surely die before the spell had even begun."

"Are you saying Hermione might die if she does this spell?" Draco snapped.

"There is always a possibility of death."

"Then she will not do it!" Draco said. He grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her away and then he began to run. The two of them started to runaway together, neither of them looking back. They were heading towards the forbidden forest. They were so close to escaping, just a few more steps, but then Hermione stopped.

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"I can't leave." Hermione said.

"Isn't this what you want? Don't you want us to be together? Hermione we could have a life of our own. We could have kids, a family."

Hermione looked at the ground. She couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. "That is what I want, but I know it's not what you want."

"What? Of course it is! All I want is to be with you."

"No you said before living a life in hiding is not a way to live! I agree Draco; we can not live that way! And they are going to find us one day, we can not hide forever."

"Yes we can! I promise you they'll never find us. You won't have anything to worry about!"

"But I will! Do you not understand? I can't just leave my friends to suffer! They'll die here today if I don't do anything! If I run away it'll be selfish. I'm putting my happiness over others!" Without another word Hermione turned around and headed back towards the battle field.

"What are you doing?" Draco shouted. He started to run after her.

"Here take this." Hermione shoved a piece of paper in his hands.

"What is it?"

"It's the spell to defeat Voldemort."

"What? I can't do it! I'm not part of your bloodline." Draco protested.

Hermione grabbed Draco's shoulders and shook him. "That doesn't matter! You only have to be related to Dumbledore to read the book not do that curse!"

"And what makes you think that I will kill you?" Draco asked her.

"You don't have too!" Hermione shouted. She ran closer to the battle field. She spotted a duel that would surely go down in history, Voldemort and Dumbledore where dueling one on one in the center of the battle. Hermione stopped and watched the battle for a few seconds. If Dumbledore could win she wouldn't have to die. It didn't seem like that was going to happen. Dumbledore was becoming weaker by the second and completely answer Hermione's question Voldemort shouted, "Curcio!" Dumbledore instantly fell to the ground.

Without thinking Hermione ran closer into the battle field. "Hey dumb ass!" she shouted at the nearest Death Eater. He turned and starred at her. "Yeah you in the black hood, want to duel?"

Draco's jaw dropped open. The stupid bitch! She was practically committing suicide. Draco couldn't let her do that. He lifted one foot in front of the other and he was on his way.

The Death Eater pointed his wand at Hermione. Hermione bravely stood there. She wasn't going to move. Draco was stilling running to catch up to her. If only he could get there in time, he would die instead of her. It was too late. "Adva Kedavra!" The shot was fired. Hermione closed her eyes and fell to the floor.

But the strangest thing happened, she wasn't dead. She opened her eyes to see a lifeless George lying on top of her. His eyes where shut and his body was limp. "Oh George…" she whispered.

"Adva Kedavra!" The Death Eater who had killed George fell to the ground. Hermione felt herself being lifted up by Draco. "Well do the curse."

"I don't have a sacrifice."

Draco looked down at George. "Well I think he was willing enough."

Hermione glared at him.

"We don't have time for this! Look Dumbledore's about to die." Draco shouted, even though he could careless about the old fool. He just wanted to get this whole thing over with.

Hermione turned her head and saw Dumbledore breathing hard and Voldemort laughing. She took the paper back from Draco and pointed her wand at George. "Racheto desliebe!" she shouted. George's chest shot up as if it was being lifted by an invisible string. A round golden ball slowly floated out of his body. It floated towards the tip of Hermione's wand. When the two touch the small orb slowly began to absorb into it.

Hermione turned and faced Draco. She needed reinsurance. "Do it." He said. Hermione opened her mouth to say the spell. Suddenly she felt herself being squeeze and embraced with a passionate kiss. Draco let Hermione go. "I love you," he said.

"I love you too." Hermione paused for a minute. She wanted one last glance at Draco. With a final breath Hermione opened her mouth and shouted, "Mordblut Voldemort!" A bright blue orb flew out of her wand. It floated into the sky and began to expand. It became a flat round circle covering all of Hogwarts. All around them it began to become dark. It was blocking out the light. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.

The flat blue circle began to lower itself towards the ground. Everyone, not knowing what is was started to throw all different types of spells at it. Each time it got hit the curse seemed to absorbed the other curses causing it to become more powerful.

The curse was now near the ground, touching most people. It continued to go down a little further until it was about four and a half feet of the ground. Everyone lifted up there hands so that it wasn't touching the blue orb. There was silence as people waited for it to react. Hermione kept her eyes on Voldemort.

Suddenly the curse shrunk back into a small blue orb then expanded causing what seem to be silent, blue, explosion. It hit Voldemort directly. The force pushed him about twenty feet in the air and then suddenly he just disappeared. The blast was heading towards Hermione now. She closed her eyes, readying herself for the impact. Hermione felt herself getting knocked off her feet. She was ready to suffer the same fait Voldemort did. She had to be twenty feet in the air now. Time seemed to slow down. She felt like she was dying and that everything around her was fading away. She was snapped back into reality by the shock of sharply hitting the ground. Hermione didn't bother to open her eyes. She knew Voldemort was dead, she had seen him disappear. She didn't want to see what the result of the war was. She didn't want to see Draco's lifeless body. Suddenly she began to feel tired. She was fading back to the universe in which time stopped.

Hermione felt herself being shaken. "Hermione, Hermione!" the voice said. Hermione twisted away. She was so tired she didn't want to get up. "Hermione! Wake up! It's over! Please wake up Hermione!" Who ever it was was getting on her nerves. Couldn't he see that she was sleeping? "Hermione!" he shouted.

Annoyed Hermione opened her eyes and looked up. "I'm up-" Hermione's eyes opened wide. She couldn't see the persons face because it was covered in a mess of blond hair, but she knew exactly who it was. Hermione swung her arms around Draco and pulled him to the ground. Tears started to pour down from her eyes. "You're not dead." Hermione said.

"No I am, you're hugging a ghost remember?" Draco said playfully.

Hermione squeezed Draco even harder. "Oh shut up will you?"

Draco laughed. "Never."

"Hermione! Hermione!" Hermione turned to look who was shouting her name. She saw Ron, Lavender, and Neville running over towards her.

"You did it!" Ron shouted. Hermione and Draco broke apart. Draco stood up and offered Hermione a hand. Hermione gratefully accepted it.

"You saved us all!" Neville said happily.

"Group hug!" Lavender squealed. Everyone jumped onto Hermione.

Ron pushed away from the group. "Is that, is that…"

"What the hell are you babbling about Weasley?" Draco snapped. It was very rude of him to ruin the whole 'the world is saved' mood.

"George." Ron said. "He's dead?"

Hermione nodded. "I'm sorry Ron."


Hermione finally let go of Draco and hugged Ron instead. "He died a hero. He saved my life and the world's."

Ron embraced Hermione's hug. "He loved you." He told her.

"He loved you too," she responded.

They let go of each other. "I know," Ron said. "I know."

Hermione let out a little scream as she was being swooped into the air. She felt a smooth beard against the back of her neck. "Bravo Hermione! Bravo!" Professor Dumbledore chanted. He put Hermione back on the ground and grabbed his back. "I knew I shouldn't have done that, I get back pains."

Draco starred at him. "Weren't you just dying a minute ago?"

"Oh the adrenaline rush always gets the best of me," Dumbledore replied positively.

Hermione chuckled. "Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead." Dumbledore said still clenching his back.

"How come Draco didn't die when the curse hit?" Hermione asked.

"Why would he?"

"Er because 'all that is Voldemort will die'" Hermione quoted.

"Oh," Dumbledore said. "That didn't include Death Eater's. Look around you. They're all still here, knocked out but they're here. When I said all of Voldemort I meant all of his souls."

"Oh," Hermione said feeling pretty stupid.

Draco took her hand. "It looks like we'll be together after all."

Six months had past since the final battle. The ministry was rebuilt and everything was restored back to order. Death Eaters where not thrown into jail but were allowed back to there families. They were constantly watched though. Instead of having the Dark Mark on their left arm they had a tracking device. It all worked out for the better.

Hermione smiled as she stood in front of the large crowd of people in her elegant white dress. She glanced at Draco who returned it with a smile. He was looking awfully gorgeous in the black tux that he was wearing.

"Do you Hermione Granger take Draco Malfoy to be your magically wedded husband?"

It had taken Hermione and Draco a while to get their wedding together. They had so much to do before the big day. Draco left for a month trying to fix his family. He told Hermione that he didn't want to live the rest of his life with his parents hating him. Plus even the elders need help sometime. Hermione on the other hand spent the time with the Weasley's helping them coupe with their losses. Then when they finally got to see each other again they still couldn't have their wedding. Ron and Lavender where having theirs that month. Lavender had gotten pregnant and at the thought of her parents finding out that she was having a baby before she got married, well scared the crap out of her.

"I do," Hermione smiled.

"And do you Draco Malfoy take Hermione Granger to be your magically wedded wife?"

The next couple of months weren't that great either. Hermione had just started her first job and Draco had to go away again because his father had to go to court. Then finally after six months they decided to have their wedding, on Halloween. It was Draco's request. He always had a thing for scaring people. Hermione wasn't too fond of the idea until the day of the wedding when she saw had elaborate the church was decorated. It was spookily beautiful.

"I do," Draco said.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Draco and Hermione leaned into each other giving a more then passionate kiss. The crowd cheered and applauded. Ron whistled and Pansy yelled a, "You go girl!"

When they broke away from their first kiss as a married couple all that Draco said was, "So when are we going to have kids?"

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