Hermione was walking down the hallway with Harry and Ron after charms class. As they passed the bathroom on the second floor, Hermione thought she heard a sound coming from the bathroom. "You two go on," she said "I'm going to use the loo." As Harry and Ron walked away, Hermione turned and entered the boy's lav. After she entered, she quickly sent silencing and locking spells at the door. Turning again, she saw Draco Malfoy leaning against the wall, sobbing. Hearing the noise she made as she came in, Draco looked up startled, and quickly brandished his wand and pointed it at Hermione. "W-what do you want?" Draco asked, trying to look tough. "Just to talk." Replied Herminoe as she sat down beside him. "It's harder than it sounds to kill a man." Hermione said in a conversaional tone. Draco looked up, gobsmacked. "Most people don't realize what it does to a person to look into someone's eyes, knowing that you are going to end their life. It changes a person….ages them." Hermione finished and lookedup at Draco. "I understand." She stated solemly. As Draco continued to stare at her with a confused and wary look, she turned away and sighed heavily.
"I was 13 when I first murdered a man." She said in a complete monotone. "My father works for a criminal organization. He had failed to kill a prominent politician, and barely escaped the police. When his boss found out, he came to our home with a team of men, and held my family captive for 10 days, beating daily on my dad and mum. I had to sit there and watch it, held in place by two large men. After 10 days, dad's boss turned to me and told me that if I wanted my dad and mum to live, I had 2 weeks to kill the man that my dad failed to kill. This man was the muggle equivalent of a wizengamot member, so he had plenty of security. I was constantly watched for the 12 days it took me to plan a way to get to the man. On the 13th day, I was released from my home, given a weapon, and sent on my way. It was a complicated mess, but the end result was that I killed him. When I got home my dad's boss and his men were gone. The only thing my dad said to me was that I should have gotten it done quicker." Hermione stared at a point on the wall, "That was the summer between 2nd and 3rd year."
Draco was staring at her wide-eyed. "I-, I-why are you telling me this?" he stammered. Hernione looked over at him. "I know about your mission." She stated, and Draco looked up, a scared look in his eye. She snorted, "I'm not going to tell anyone. The old man likely already knows, his spy network in the castle is much bigger than mine, so unless he's either nieve or stupid, he knows." Draco looked scared now. "W-what?" he stammered, "and he hasn't done anything?"
Hermione chuckled, "He most likely doesn't have any proof, but knowing him, he also wants to 'redeem' you" she said, "personally, I hope it bites him in the arse." Draco looked at her, shocked. "You mean you WANT me to actually kill him?!" he said incredulously.
She looked back at him, with an unreadable look, "Honestly, I don't think you could." She stated. "Did the Dark Lord say you had to do it yourself, or are you allowed to hire someone?" she questioned him, looking thoughtful.
He stared at her, "I, um, I have to do it."
"Fuck," she sighed, "that makes this harder. He's a legilimens, so even if we used polyjuice, he'd still know. Look," she said suddenly, "I'm going to have to go soon, or scarface and weasel will get suspicious." Seeing his surprised look at the names she called her 'friends', she smirked, "They're my Crabbe and Goyle; dumb as a rock, guillible, and easily distracted. I'll have to tell you stories." She got up, "Oh, and next time, lock and silence the door if you don't want to be interrupted. If you're extra paranoid, throw a notice-me-not on it. Just a thought." She disabled her spells on the door, and walked out. Draco sat there looking shell-shocked, "What just happened?" he mumbled to himself.