A/N: This is a new story I thought I'd try out. It's mostly DH compliant with a few changes. The changes will be quite obvious. Just remember to throw that epilogue right out the window. I really hope you enjoy. I own nothing from the Harry Potter realm.

Prologue

The war was finally over. It was time for celebration and relief. However, the celebration was short-lived when examining the fallen. One family was taking harder than most. Fred Weasley, one of the beloved Weasley twins was dead. All of the presumed dead were taken to St. Mungo's to be examined. All of the Weasleys, plus Harry and Hermione, were gathered around the bed of the red-headed jokester. Everyone was crying, except for one.

Where is he? When he gets here, I'm going to kill him. Why does he have to make me go through this alone? Hermione thought quietly to herself. She stared at each grieving face in regret. She didn't know what to do. Should I tell them? No! I can't. HE needs to. Hermione twisted her hands in anxiety.

"Psst." Hermione turned to see the form of Draco Malfoy peering into the room. Looking to make sure no one else was aware of his presence, Hermione walked over to him silently. "How are they holding up?"

"What do you mean 'how are they holding up'? You need to get in here and tell them the truth! I'm freaking out in there!" Hermione threatened him with a glare. Draco shook his head.

"I can't yet. They will be so mad at us. Especially you for not telling them sooner. Maybe we should just wait it out." Draco looked at the Weasley family as tears threatened to fall from his eyes.

"Are you kidding me??" Hermione's voice came out a tad too loud which drew everyone's attention to her and Draco. Ron's eyes widened, and Harry clenched his jaw.

"What is Draco doing here? Hermione, why are you talking to the ferret?" Hermione stepped between Ron and Draco as he advanced on them.

"Ronald, Draco and I are discussing something very important." Ron narrowed his eyes at her, and she could tell he didn't trust. Even after everything they've been through together, he still didn't trust her.

"Hermione, move out of the way so I can hex him into oblivion." Hermione could see Harry nodding in agreement behind Ron. She shot him a glare, and he immediately backed down. Draco continued to stay quiet.

"Ron, just leave us be, and get back to your family." Ron's face turned a dark shade of red as he raised his wand at them.

"I said move, Hermione. I don't want to hurt you." Hermione pulled out her wand and pointed it back at Ron.

"Don't you dare threaten me Ronald. I am quicker than you and can beat you in a duel any time. So I suggest you bugger off." Hermione didn't notice Draco move from behind her until Ron moved his wand to point and him and started to cast a spell. "Ron, wait! It's not Draco!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Hermione, including Draco's. Draco shook his head, his eyes pleading with her. Hermione had tears spilling over as she stared at Fred's lifeless body on the hospital bed.

"This isn't Draco. This is actually Fred." Hermione crumpled to floor in exhaustion.

A/N: Okay, this just the start. Leave comments and such. The next chapter should be up in the next few days. It'll start from the beginning of "the switch".