Hey so just a quick note really, uhmm just wanted to say that this is the first fan fic, enjoy! :)

Title: A Diamond in the Rough

Rated: M – language and scenarios

Paring: Draco and Hermione

Genre: Romance/Tragedy

Synopsis: The sight of war surrounding them was almost too much for her to bare, She turned to him and shared the all to familiar look of knowing what was to become, Death. Synopsis not vey good just read and find out. Post HBP spoilers for DH

Disclaimer: Not mine, no money

Chapter 1

It had been a long summer, a very long summer. She could still remember the orders faces when he had shown up asking, begging for forgiveness he knew he did not deserve. He was not the boy she had remembered meeting him when she was an 11 year old girl climbing the steps of her beloved Hogwarts School of witch Craft and Wizardry. His hair slicked back with thick layers of gel, the torches fire light gleamed off the crown of his head, at first she had no real opinion of him, of course that all changed with the utter of one word that stopped her cold…. Mudblood. He hissed the word at her really not caring about the damage it had done. Her best friends had of course stood up for her but it was useless he was vile to his core and nothing he ever could say would change her mind about that. Of course that was many years ago and although Hermione was a strong believer of second chances she believed that Draco Malfoy was an intolerable git who was not worthy of her forgiveness, that is until the shrunken and broken resemblance of a man came to the order at the end of her sixth year and begged and pleaded for forgiveness.

It was storming and there was an eerie feel to Hogwarts, Hermione and Ron had been up half the night in search of harry who had diapered sometime in the evening to go see to Dumbledore. He had not returned. It wasn't until the herd the bone chilling cackle of a high pitched laugh descending form a tower and the sudden crashes and bangs erupting form the great hall that the entire school knew trouble was a foot. The entire student body ran out to find a distraught Harry Potter hunched over a lifeless Albus Dumbledore. Not able to bare the sight any longer Hermione ran for what felt like hours trying to get her legs to move faster, it felt like she was running through quick sand and wasn't able to move or breath it was then that she reached the Fat Lady and failed to notice the portrait opened a jar as she dashed through running for the loo, fearing she would not make it in time she dove for the trash bin relieving her stomach of her dinner. What happened next was something she never could have imagined.

Hermione was briefly interrupted by her thoughts to the hooting of an owl by her window. Slowly she lifter the glass to let the creature in and immediately noticed McGonagall's writing on the front of the envelope indicating a letter from Hogwarts.

Lying awake in bed Draco Malfoy could not help but stare at the ceiling and count the seconds that passed. Closing his eyes he drifted into the memory of the when his life feel into shambles.

He was standing at the top of the astronomy tower wand out stretched towards the old coot he despised and respected. He was trying to talk Draco through it… or out of it?

"Good Evening, Draco." The wand less, wizard calmly spoke as Draco emerged form the doorway.

"Who else is here?" Draco was desperately trying not to let his guard down and show the old fool how nervous he actually was.

We conversed for a little more when the Death Eaters he had summoned entered the tower after a brutal fight. Bellatrix started to complement Draco on his disarming of the old fool. But he couldn't do it his hand was shaking so badly and he could not complete the task at hand. There was a lot of prodding on the Death Eaters part and then finally Snape appeared for the final blow. Bellatrix and the Death Eaters were rejoicing the sounds of Bellatrix's cackles sent chills down Draco's spine. He could not run with the Death Eaters, He could no t show his face to the Dark Lord after failing him. He decided to run, and run he did. He went where he though no one would look for a Death Eater Slytherin. The Gryffindor common room. He arrived at the portrait and realized the flaw in his plan, not knowing the password. Of course then it dawned on him, Dumbledore was dead, he had watched the murder himself and this would mean that the magic that incased the school would dissipate until further notice or until a new headmaster or mistress took his place. Draco looked up at the Fat lady with a classic sneer on his face and treated the portrait like a regular looked door.

"Alohomora" and with that the portrait swung open to reveal the Gryffindor common room. The first thing that Draco noticed was how alike it was to the Slytherin one except for the colors of course. He'd not been there ten minutes when he herd footsteps running down the hall and saw a girl come running and sniffling into the common room and diving for the trash bin her wavy brown hair hung like curtains hiding her face. And then he herd the retched gagging she was making. Not thinking twice he ran forward and pulled her hair back for her as not to get it dirty. This of course made her stop and stay perfectly still then surprised Draco by curling into a bawl and heaving dry sobs into his chest, her hand frantically bunching his robes in her fists as she wailed.

"Shh. Shh." He cooed rubbing her back with a free hand wondering who on earth he was holding.

Recognizing the voice instantly Hermione jumped up reaching for her wand she had it shaking out stretched to him and backed up till she hit the sofa.

"J-j-just stay-y-y back you hear?" she stuttered out.

Horrified he fled the dormitory not being able to believe what he had done, and not being able to understand why he had liked it. A month later he would be pleading in front of her and the other order members for forgiveness and acceptance into the order claiming he had found the light.

Draco awoke form the memory slightly dazed and confused there was an incessant dripping on his nose coming form the crack in the ceiling. Sitting up on his cot he looked up at the small slit in the wall he called a window and walked over to gaze at the rain. It was then that the owl came hooting to the sill barring a note form Hogwarts addressed to him. In McGonagall's hand writing he read the following.

Dear Mr. Malfoy

Even during these troubling times the school will still be operating in a functional manor to provide the students with an education. It is the feeling of the Staff here at Hogwarts that you should be chosen as the head boy. We look forward to seeing you at the beginning of the semester.

Your Headmistress,

Minerva McGonagall

Shocked Draco reread the letter three times and still couldn't believe that the school was till open and that he was chosen for Head boy. Of course bow that he thought of it no one actually knew he was supposed to kill Dumbledore himself and it was only speculated by the students that he was a Death Eater which of course now he was not. Yet it still troubled him that they put so much faith and trust in him, it was something Draco Malfoy was not used to.

Read and reveiw please? i can see your finger twitching to the button.