AN: This is set during Harry, Ron, and Hermione's 7th year at Hogwarts. Harry defeated Voldemort and Draco ended up in St. Mungo's helping.
"I know you don't like this anymore than I do, but it seems she's not going to let us out until we settle our differences." Draco said impatiently, tapping his foot on the floor. Ron crossed
his arms in distaste.
"Why would she want you anyway?" He glared at Draco. "I'm the one who was her friend for years, and you just waltzed in at the last minute." Harry sat their silently, no expression
dawned his face.
"I'd be much obliged to tell the story Ronald. If only you would hear it. At least try to listen to me, I know my use of large words is too mind-blowing for you minuscule brain so I'll try to
keep this as monosyllabic as possible. I love her." Draco leaned back, a scowl placed on his lips. Harry at last spoke up. "Well, lets just hear the story and laugh Ron, that will make her think
we're making some progress with this piece of shit." Ron at last nodded and sat back in his chair.
"Well, at the end of the summer," Draco started, "I was preparing for the school year. You know packing and shit like that. I looked down at my trunk, it was empty, like a clean slate.
So, I decided to turn over a new leaf for this year. I started off by filling it with my clothing and decided to destroy the dark mark. I got it last year, and well the Death Eaters are officially
dead, I didn't want anything to remind me of them. So, I apparated over to the library in my manor. Yes I have a library." He glared at Ron for a second who looked as if he was about to
interrupt. "I found a book on advanced spells and potions. It was so huge it was the size of the entire U.K. and Germany combined. There were more words than the population of this
planet. Anyway, I began to flip through the pages filled with tedious paragraphs and print the size of a spiders foot.
"I skimmed through the pages for hours everyday until a week before school. Finally I came upon a written entry next to Bond Curses. It read Dark mark hate curse. So, I looked through
the section until I found the subsection on Hate Curses. The book barely said anything on removing them, only that it was the most difficult conjuring ever to be performed. It said you had to
use the reawakened hand of your blood to sear off the mark. It sounded painful, so I decided to put the matter from my mind." Ron snorted in disbelief.
"You loved those damn Death Eaters."
"Did I ever tell you that?" Draco paused. "Didn't think so. I'd like to finish my story. Thanks. So, anyway, I was on the Hogwarts Express, patrolling for my first time as a prefect. I was
just feeling a bit irritated with my friends, especially Pansy. Ever since we broke up it's been a nightmare. Well, I saw Hermione, and I realized she could probably brake the spell. So, I
stopped her, grasping her arm. She turned at me, pushing my hand away with disgust.
" 'Hear me out.' I said, desperately. 'Hermione, I really need to get rid of the Dark Mark, it causes me constant pain.'
'Why should I help you?' She began to leave.
'At least do this because I saved your ass last year.' She turned around.
'You're lucky I owe you a solid.' She left and I smiled a bit. I continued walking up and down the train until the trolley came out. At this point I went into a seemingly empty cabin, my arm
stinging as if it was on fire. I pulled up my sleeve, the mark pulsing against my arm. Red tendrils snaked up my arm…"
"Wait, wait, wait. Do you normally talk with such description?" Harry asked.
"Most of the time yeah, but like when I'm talking to Hermione I talk just like a regular person, we like talking like that together… long story." Draco replied. "Anyway, I sat on one of the
seats writhing in pain. I didn't notice that Hermione was sitting there.
'Hell,' she said and pointed her wand at my arm. She didn't say anything but an icy pain raced through my arm until all searing pain disappeared, then the cold faded.
'Thanks.' I said a smile dawning my face. She rolled her eyes and left. I caught the faintest whiff of what I believe to be perfume that she wears to this day."