A/N - Well Hannah, what can I say? That this is my small form of revenge for all the Romione that you written. Yes, yes it is. So this short story shall be for you, to intorduced to my world of Dramione. Enjoy.

For those you you who are not iliketotastetherainbow This is a story about draco and hermione, based on the song Everything is Ending by Chameleon Circuit, I was listening to it and this idea appeared in my head and now here is the story about it. Enjoy.

I own nothing by the way. It all belongs to jkrowling, and chameleon circuit.

On the night before Hermione's wedding. She was sat alone on her bed, feeling lonelier than she had ever been in her life, even more so than when Ron left her whilst they were looking for Horcruxes. However, as lonely as she was, she could not bring herself to ask for company. She did not want someone like Ginny insisting that it would be the best day of her life tomorrow, she wanted peace.

Surely she should have been happy, it was her goddamn wedding tomorrow! It ought to be the happiest day her life,but something was stopping her, and all that filled her mind was when she had told him.

"I'm marrying Ron, he proposed to me earlier this week."

"And you said yes?" He demanded, cutting off the words that were forming on her lips.

She looked straight at him. "I had to." She said softly. There was no bitterness in her words.

"No you didn't." He whispered. It was only when he whispered that she noticed how he had gone ghostly pale, and had tightened his grip on the chair he had been holding onto.

"Of course I did. You know why I did."

"What does this mean for us."

"The end." Hermione said in a small, sad voice.

"And if I don't want that?" He said in a stronger voice.

"You have no choice." She said slightly scared by the tone, and the threat of his words. Hermione knew that he wouldn't hesitate to carry out the threat behind his words.

"Then I shall warn you, do not do this."

"You can't stop me." She said, trying to convince herself more than him.

He laughed bitterly. "You and I both know that that's a lie."

"Leave. Now."

"Last chance."

"I will be happy with Ron."

"You keep telling yourself that Hermione. But know that I'll always be there." And he disappearated.

Her wedding loomed and Hermione was struck by fear. He always be there, Hermione knew that. He'd stay true to his word, he always did. He'd be there as she walked down the aisle, making her doubt each and every step that she'd take towards Ron. He'd be there when she'd work. He'd be there when she had children. He'd always be there, making her feel guilt, making her doubt.

Maybe if she erased him from her memory, then she could live happily with Ron, but she just couldn't do that. He was far too embedded in her mind that she'd have to wiped everything from her memory to get rid of him.

Hermione wanted a happy life with Ron, she really did, but somehow she couldn't see it anymore. Too much had happened. And Ron had already left her once ... Maybe she should never trust anyone again. She certainly didn't trust him. He'd made so many mistakes, and yet she still felt for him. He didn't always do the right thing, but when she was with him, life was exciting, and she felt different., she felt hopeful, scared, cautious, and passionate, feelings that she loved, but never had the need to feel.

She thought more and more until all she could see was her life with Ron. The over cautiousness of their romance moving further, the annoyance at him for stupid little things, the constantly messy house from the children, always having to look after them all, never achieving her full potential, the arguments that were sure to happen, and the regret, of not doing things that she ought to have done.

She'd had enough of seeing it, and yet she couldn't open her eyes. Hermione became desperate for the images in her mind to stop. It was only when her lips formed the word 'No', and the word was shouted in her subconscious that they stopped. She rested her head on the wall behind her, and took a moment to calm down. When she opened her eyes, he was stood, leaning against the doorframe.

"Second thoughts?" He asked casually. She just stared at him. "You know that you don't have to do this?"

"And do what instead?" She snapped.

He bit his lip, and extended his arm to her. Hermione needed nothing else. She got out of bed, picked up her wand, and took his hand. He smiled, when she placed her hand in his.

His smile disappeared abruptly when she felt the ring in her hand her turned her hand over and stared at it. Hermione followed his gaze, and her eyes fell upon Ron's ring. He made a movement to take it off of her hand, but she stopped him.

"Let me." She said softly, pulling off the ring. "Stay here. Give me a minute." She murmured. He nodded, and Hermione left the room, and walked the familiar path up to Ron's bedroom. Silently she entered and walked across the room, careful not to disturb Ron and Harry, both of whom were asleep. She reached her destination, Ron's bedside table, kissed the ring, and then placed it on the table. She then left the same way that she had entered, and did not look back. As she closed the door the ring shimmered in the last slither of light before the door closed.

When she returned to her own room, he was stood at the window looking out into the dark sky, studying the stars. Hermione joined him.

"They're beautiful." She said without looking at him.

"You know that some believe that stars are the souls of the dead, immortalised in the sky?"

"I did know that."

"But I think that they show us the path, when our way is not clear." He had a sad smile on his face.

Hermione placed her head on his shoulder, and he put his arm around her shoulder. He was still hurting from the War, and she knew it. At times he'd show it, but only to her. Only to someone that he trusted. They stayed like this for a while, just watching the horizon. Eventually he held out a cloak, and her wand to her. She looked at them before extending her arm and taking them.

She put on the cloak and drew the hood up. He did the same. Taking his hand once more, they turned on the spot in unison, and they left the burrow, and disappeared into nothingness. Hermione was content that for the few seconds of passing though nothingness, the only solid thing in the world was Draco Malfoy.

A/N - Thank you so much for reading.

Love to all.

KCornish13