~Chapter 1~

Hatred

"How could you do this to me, Draco?" Hermione asked softly. Hermione embraced in Draco's yelled again louder, pounding her hands against his broad chest. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME DRACO MALFOY? …after all these years… I trusted you!" Hermione crumbled to the ground, whilst saying softly,

"How could you…."

"Hermione….I'm sorry..."

Hermione looked into his eyes, his grey blue eyes, those eyes she once loved and felt hurt to see. Those eyes she thought were the eyes of her parent's murderers. With hatred in her eyes, Hermione gritted her teeth saying, "If you're sorry ….then bring my parents back." Filled with more hatred the filled her adrenaline, Hermione got up screaming again pounding against Draco's chest harder this time "Bring them back! Bring them back! (Once more) BRING THEM BACK!" Tears ran down Hermione's cheek, making a trail of tears. Draco grabbed her wrists and put them down next to her side. He lifted his hand cupping Hermione's chin, pulling it up to face him.

"Hermione…..you know I love you. It was never meant for you and I-"

"Lies." She spat. Hermione looked up, eyes a blaze in hatred.

"You robbed me of my parents. In fact, I'd say you'd never loved me. All you wanted to do was GET NEAR ME TO HURT MY PARENTS!"

"Hermione it was for you. Your parents-"

"My parents never asked you to kill them, I saw. Draco, I saw what you did to my parents and that …it….that was unforgivable. I never want to see you again."

"Hermione look, I never did this because you were a –"

"Mudblood?" she finished, hurt welling up in her eyes once more threatening to let the dam of tears flow again.

With cold eyes, and a voice with icicles sticking to them Draco replied "No, I-"

Hermione spun around, blocking out Draco's voice. She walked toward the police officers, fidgeting whether to enter the conversation or not. They knew not to disturb citizens in this situation for they had dealt many like this. Not to mention the screaming, yelling, and oh the horror of getting scratched and beaten up.

"Officers, you can take him away now." said Hermione, softly.

"Would you let me finish Hermione?!" shouted Draco, infuriated

But Hermione had blocked Draco's voice out of her ears. With a curt nod, they stepped forward to Draco and cuffed his wrists saying, "Draco Malfoy, you are under arrest for murdering Mrs. Granger and Mr. Granger. 3 years in prison for you." Draco fidgeted with the officers trying to reason with Hermione again. But it was no use, the officers were strong and the fidgeting subsided. Before they left the room, Draco turned around looking at Hermione one last time going over her figure, her eyes, her bushy hair, her lips…, everything that resembled her to his memory and left. Hermione slumped down to the floor, cupping her hands to her eyes, weeping her heart out.

"Hermione, we heard…."

Hermione looked up to find her two best friends, Ron and Harry. Relieves, Hermione jumped in their arms and cried, once more sobbing.

"There, there…." said Harry patting her back and rubbing it

"I have to talk to her, let me go."

The officer in his right scoffed "I'll guarantee she won't be talking to you."

"Just let me go!" shouted Draco.

"Son, we'd maybe let you if you'd say please." said the officer on his left.

Right when I want to explain to Hermione everything he talks about me saying please. A Malfoy never says please. But…

"Are you sure."

"I'm positively sure." assured the officer on the right.

"Actually I'm sure, Hank. Since when did you make decisions for the criminals? "

Hank looked at the other officer across Draco's cuffed arms and said "Since now, Richard."

"Maybe I should ask the commander, to cut off your salary. Hmm?"

"Ho now, doesn't even think about what would happen if you fire me. Me, Hank the unstoppable! Why, don't you remember when I-"

"Please…" whisper Draco.

The officers both stopped, abruptly in the hallway looking at Draco.

"Son, what did you say?" asked Richard.

Draco, taking all of his pride (well what was left of his pride) said "I said please... Take me to Hermione. Please.

"Add a pretty please, cheery on top, would you lad?" asked Hank.

"Hank! For the last time, I take charge of these kinds of matters. One more time and your salary budge goes down to $20 a month. Understand, Hank?"

Hank, with a gulp said "Yes Richard, I mean... Sir. Yes sir!"

"Good, now back to the job. I'd guess it'd be alright to take you there son, but really you should know what might happen if you go back there."

Draco nodded, face held down embarrassed.

Officer Richard sighed and said "Alright then, back to the room."

I feel so humiliated right now. I bet in history no one, not even a Malfoy has ever said please.

The trio walked back to the room and saw several more people in the room, assuring Hermione, her loss.

"Well, I'll be going then." coughed Officer Hank.

"Same here son, we'll meet you at the front door." Said Officer Richard

They both ran off, not looking behind their backs.

Of what trouble might brew in this room, I do not know but its coming.

I wonder why they left so quickly thought Draco.

Well, soon enough he'll find out.

Draco stepped in and looked at the visitors. There weren't that many but perhaps neighbors dropping in, after hearing the awful news and of course Potter and Weasley. Well here it goes. Draco cleared his throat, attempting to quiet the frantic talking and sadness. But none, looked his way. Draco cleared his throat again but nonetheless the results were the same. For the third time, Draco cleared his throat loudly (and most rudely described by one of the neighbors) and captured the audience's attention. "May I have a word…? …With Hermione?" The crowd looked at each other in disbelief murmuring at Hermione. One murmur caught Draco's attention, "Is he the murderer?" asked a plump lady in a purple fur coat. She was chubby especially her cheeks, with hair of auburn curl, and eyes green as the forest with flecks of gold in her eyes. Hermione in response gave a curt nod never once looking in Draco's way. "Well then? Get him out of here!" shouted the plump purple woman. Which at that time, Harry and Ron choose to come at Draco, dragging him into the hallway.

"Hey, wait I need to-"

Ron slammed the door and pushed Draco to the wall of the hallway, hard. Draco bit back, the pain and glared at Ron.

"Malfoy, what did you do?!" said Ron

Draco sneered "I did what you think I did."

"That makes no bloody sense Malfoy did you-"

"Malfoy, explain why you did this." said Harry

"Only, if you let me in where Hermione is."

"Like hell, you bloody wish you would.

Harry stood still, watching Draco's face.

"Well then, Potter?"

"Fine, but the outcome isn't going to be good, Malfoy." Growled Harry

They opened the door again and found themselves alone with Hermione.

"They all went outside, back to their house. I assume you'd better go back to your houses Ron, Harry." said Hermione. She turned around and saw Ron and Harry behind Draco.

Hermione's eyes turned cold and hard, and hissed "What are you doing here Draco."

"A word?" Draco pointed his chin at Harry and Ron, "Without them."

Hermione glared at Draco, biting her lip. "Both of you go outside, I'll call you when we are done."

"But Hermione, that wasn't the deal, you see-"started Ron

"GET OUT!" Hermione bellowed.

The two boys ran out, scurrying like mice out of the room and into the hallway slamming the door behind them in rushed movements.

"Hurry up and get out of here Draco."

"Hermione look, I just needed to say that….."

What do I say? That I killed her parents because of…..a dumb reason? No, I have to tell her….but they'll come after me. I have to tell her. I HAVE to.

"Well then?" she demanded.

"I –"

Suddenly behind Hermione, a green light flashed. That light…. It shot towards Hermione bringing glass shattering to the floor, Hermione turned around and-

"No!" shouted Draco

Hermione vanished into a puff of green smoke.