A/N: This is an old story I had and I realized while reading this that my style of writing is really childish and it annoys me. I was really proud of this when I first wrote it becasue my attention span is not what I wish it was, and this was the first story I had written over 2 chapters of.
Disclamer: If my name was Joanne K. Rowling then I could claim this, but it isnt, so sadly I don't own anything except the plot.
"Why did you do it?"
Her face was deliberately not facing him. He looked at her trying to get an idea of what she was thinking.
Hermione asked again "WHY did you do it?!"
Draco replied keeping emotion out of his voice, "It was my duty. It was what I had to do."
Hermione still facing away from him, asked, "Do you regret it?"
Everyday. I wish I had never been afraid of him. This would have turned out differently. Draco thought miserably, fighting hard to keep his face emotionless.
Hermione asked again her voice breaking, "DO you regret it?!"
Draco said, "No." Yes! Yes!! I never wanted this to happen.
Hermione said sadly, "I am afraid I have no choice. You must be executed for your actions, Mr. Draco Malfoy."
Draco was looking very closely at her back trying to guess what she was thinking when she turned around. Her face was covered in tears. She looked at him all the pain in his betrayal evident and he lost control over his emotions. Tears poured out of his eyes unwanted, and unstopped. He looked at her, his tears flowing faster as she held up her wand.
Seconds before she uttered the terrible words he whispered to her, hoping she heard him, "I love you"
Her wand slowly pointed at him shaking. The pain in her eyes was unbearable. "Avada Kedavra." she whispered, her voice breaking in pain.
Draco was enveloped in a green light and slumped over, dead. Hermione grabbed him before he had a chance to hit the ground. Holding his limp body she allowed the tears to flow freely down her face and she whispered back to him, "I love you, too!"
She sat there crying for a long time, wondering how everything had gotten so out of hand.
FLASHBACK
The train whistled shrilly as Hermione Granger ran for the train. Her foot caught on the train and she pulled herself on as the train started moving. She was late. Her mother's nurse hadn't come in time so her father had to rush her to the station.
She ran down the train hoping to drop her bags off in the compartment that Harry and the rest of them had grabbed. Then she had to run to the head's compartment, hopefully with either Harry or Ron. As she ran a compartment opened and she slammed into Draco Malfoy as he stepped out. She fell on the floor and glanced back up at him.
Draco's face curled into his famous smirk, "Watch it Mudblood, don't hurt someone rushing off to see your precious Muggle-loving friends. Just don't get in my way."
He brushed past her, as she stood up, heading towards the front of the train. Laughter rang out of the compartment that he had just vacated and Pansy Parkinson leaned out of the door. She looked past Hermione and yelled down to Draco, "Hurry Back Drakie!!"
Hermione having seen enough pushed past Pansy and ignoring Pansy's latest comment ("Watch it Mudblood!"), walked down to where Harry and Ron saved her a seat. She hurried inside and dropped her bag on the floor.
"Hey! Sorry don't have time to talk. Are either of you Head Boy?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron. "Oh hi Ginny. Neville. Luna," she greeted them with a nod of her head.
"Nope, your Head Girl though, aren't you?" Ron said
"Yep. I have to go to the Head's compartment and-" She stopped in the middle just reliving the scene with Draco. "Oh no!!"
"What?" Ginny asked immediately.
"Draco Malfoy. I have a funny feeling that he may be the Head Boy." Hermione answered.
"HIM?" Ron said immediately.
"Yes him. He does get good scores, you know. He's second in the class. If it weren't for me than he'd be number one."
"Yes, But HIM?! I thought that to be Head Boy you had to be nice and he is all but nice." Ron said fiercely.
"Dumbledore must have had a good reason for putting him into that position though. He wouldn't have given him that job unless he had a reason." Harry put in. "Dumbledore may have had hopes for him and thought-"He was cut off as Draco himself stuck his head into the compartment.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron asked rudely.
"Nothing to do with you Weasel. I was just sent here to pick up Granger and bring her to the Head's compartment." Draco said.
"Oh my god. I forgot all about that!!" Hermione said.
"Yes well, I'm here to say, Hurry up. McGonagall's here and waiting. Too bad." Malfoy added with a hint of sarcasm
'What's that suppose to mean?' Ron asked him
"That it's too bad that you or potty-head didn't get the job, but wait someone smarter got it, ME!" Draco said. "Now hurry up Granger or Dumbledore will have to choose someone else to be Head Girl, someone who can actually make it on time."
"I'm coming."
They walked down to the Head's compartment in silence. When they reached it they walked and found McGonagall standing in the middle looking at them.
"Sit down." They did so. "Now you are the new heads. What you do will influence the first years decisions. This year a new rule which should prevent any abuse of power. This year you will write a written statement to your Head of House, who will then approve your decision. I think that is all. Please report to the headmaster's office after the feast. He will give you your instructions to your rooms. Have a good evening."
Hermione and Draco looked at each other for a moment as McGonagall swept majestically from the train compartment. After a minute of silence Hermione stood up and made to leave.
Her hand was on the door when she heard a soft whisper from behind, so soft that she thought that she had imagined it.
"What did you just say?" Hermione asked turning slightly taking in the sight of the arrogant Slytherin.
"Don't go." Draco said a little louder. A soft shadow fell over his normally cold impassive face.
Confused for a second the bushy-haired Gryffindor looked at him. "Why?" she asked slightly not thinking of a single reason he would want to stay near her anymore than he had to.
"I don't want Pansy to see you. If she sees you than even her small brain will figure out that our meeting is over and I'll be stuck listening to her for the rest of the train ride." He said quickly. Why did I do that? He asked himself, why did I give myself up to a moment of weakness?.
"Sure Malfoy." Hermione walked back to her seat. I knew it was for some selfish reason. Just because he's the most lusted after male in school doesn't mean he's not the world's greatest git.
She stared out the window until she fell asleep ten minutes later.
"I think that they're getting along just fine." Said a voice in the darkness, looking at a monitor above his head, showing the Heads Compartment of the train.
A small innocent looking Hermione was curled up on the lap of an equally innocent and sweet looking Draco Malfoy on the screen that dimly lit up the small room where five people stood looking up at the screen.
"Don't be daft, Albus." Said a colder voice looking at the man beside him. "they will never get along."
"Just look at them, all cozy and close." Said a third voice pointing one hand to the glowing screen. "I would just love to see them in three years."
"They do make the cutest couple!! I just cant wait to meet them!" Said a fourth voice turning to the taller one whose face was just barely illuminated by the light of the screen.
"Just wait. You'll meet them soon enough." The first voice said turning, his long purple robes billowing out behind him as he swept from the room.
The other four still stood there then one by one left, the last one glancing back as if memorizing the details then swept out to hurriedly contact his master.