Hey! I know my first story was kind of a bore so I found one that I will at least try to keep going in a relatively interesting plot. But I am going to try and finish the other story and make it a bit better. I hope you enjoy this one!
Disclaimer-I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters you recognize.
Reincarnated Love
Chapter 1- Rock Bottom
"Oh Draco!" Lisa said, looking down at her finger. There sat a ring with a large emerald stone shaped like a diamond. "It's beautiful!" she exclaimed. The two of them were sitting on his bed making out when Draco had suddenly pulled away to give her the ring that now sat on her ring finger. Lisa looked at Draco, eyes sparkling. "Thank you so much. I love it." she said and gave Draco a kiss.
"I'm glad, it took me forever to find the perfect one." Draco said, looking proud of himself. He loved it when he made Lisa happy. She would get this sparkle in her eye and her face would light up. Whenever he was the source of this reaction, he felt a tingle in his body and he would be happy for the rest of the day, no matter what.
"Well, it looks like you found it." Lisa said smiling. "But, you didn't have to. I did say that I didn't care about Valentine's day. I would be happy just sitting here with you." she added still smiling. Draco rolled his eyes, he knew that women always expected SOMETHING. Whether it was a diamond necklace or a homemade card, as long as it was SOMETHING.
"Yeah, well your too special to NOT get something from me." Draco said. "I mean, you put up with me everyday. You deserve at least one diamond." he added.
"Aww, that was sweet but a little too sweet. You sound like you're sucking up." Lisa said laughing. Her laugh sent shivers up Draco's spine. They weren't the kind of shivers you get from some creepy guy who "coincidentally" pops up everywhere you are, but they were nice shivers that revives you in the most pleasant ways. "Anyway, I have something for you, too." Lisa said as she reached into her bag. She pulled out two thin boxes and handed them to her boyfriend. "Here."
He took the boxes and opened the first. There lay a silver chain with a black and white peace sign. He touched the charm at the end of the chain and felt a surge of energy shoot up his arm. He looked at the charm, intrigued.
"It was my great grandfather's. Before he died, he gave it to me." Lisa said. She was watching Draco closely. "They, that is my family members, say that it contains some sort of power that no one has been able to release. It's supposed to be powerful only for the one to whom it belongs." she paused. "I give it to you with the thought that maybe the true owner is not in my family. And, I want to share a bit of my family with you." Lisa smiled at him.
"Thank you. It is very interesting and peculiar." Draco said. He was amazed that anyone would trust him with something as valuable as this.
Lisa smiled. "It is. I thought that you would enjoy something like this."
"I do." Draco said smiling at her. He carefully laid the open box on the bed next to him. He picked up the second box and slid the top off. There, sat another chain this time with a gold cross strung on it. On the cross, the tiny, silver body of Jesus Christ lay pinned to the cross.
"It's for good luck." Lisa said. "You know, since you work for him now." she added as tears began to roll down her cheeks. "I just want to you to be safe." Draco looked up at her and smiled.
"Thank you. I'll keep it with me always." he said. He pulled her into a hug.
Suddenly, the door opened and everything went blank.
Draco Malfoy woke up drenched in sweat. He had had another one of those dreams again. Why was he being tortured like this? It had been almost a year since Lisa was killed; almost a year since his heart was broken. No, it wasn't broken, it was mauled. He had felt like someone took his heart and ripped it to shreds. Then they scattered the pieces so that he would never be able to find them again.
Draco touched the crucifix that hung around his neck. It was the crucifix that she had given him on that day. Ever since that day, he never took it off. Neither did she ever take off the ring he had given her. It showed only part of his love for her. I say part because he had way too much love for Lisa to have something so small, yet valuable, represent it. Even if it was an engagement ring.
Draco climbed out of his four poster bed. He despised the silence that filled the Malfoy household. The house held many memories, good and bad. He detested the entire house for the pain it had caused him to be in it. Even his room became a host to his terrible memories. This was the same room that was once his only sanctuary. It was his only place to hide from his father. Then it became Lucius Malfoy's favorite place to beat his son. It had gotten so bad that Draco could not sleep at night and he loathed coming home for even a second.
Now, there were even more painful memories held in this room. When his father had found out that he was dating a Gryffindor, almost every good thing turned bad. He had to lie to his father whenever he left to meet Lisa and when his father found out, there was hell to pay. Draco was never allowed to bring her home to meet anyone in his family, not that he would anyway.
As Draco walked across the cold wooden floor, he remembered everything that happened in this room. He rummaged through the draws to find a shirt. He pulled on his shirt and noiselessly walked into the hallway. Not one of the floor boards creaked as he walked down the stairs to his living room.
Draco plopped onto the cushiony couch by the fire. There was a mug of hot chocolate sitting on the table. He picked it up and silently thanked the house elves. They always knew what to do on these nights.
He sat there drinking his hot chocolate and thinking by the fire. What was going on with him? Why was this happening to him? Why was he DRACO MALFOY so scared of living? Why was he still alive? It was because of her that he was still alive, Gwynavere (Gwen- a- veer) Malfoy. The bossy, psychotic, crazed, stubborn and oddly kind and loving cousin of Draco Malfoy. She had stopped him from dying. He had a choice: live or die. He was aiming for death but Gwyn and her loving, pouting self just had to stop him. She had told him that he was her best friend. How was he going to leave someone whose says something as honest and heartwarming as that? He couldn't!
Just then, Draco's thoughts were interrupted when the object of his thoughts sat down on the couch next to him. Her overly blonde hair was perfect, as usual. It hung around her face like a silky mask and prevented Draco of seeing her expression. She sat cross-legged on the couch and looked into the fire as if in a trance. There she was the 'Great Gwynavere' in all her glory.
"What are you doing up so early?" she asked barely suppressing a yawn.
"Couldn't sleep." Draco replied expressionless. It was definitely the truth. Who would be able to sleep when every time they closed their eyes, they saw dead people?
"Same here." Gwyn said. She turned to face her cousin. Her blue eyes shined with a glint of the fire in them. The fire cast eerie shadows on her flawless skin. "What are you thinking?" she asked curiously.
"I'm just thinking about what could have been if…" he found himself trailing off. Gwyn gave him a sympathetic look.
"Stop doing that to yourself." she said seriously. Draco looked at her.
"I can't, it just happens! It's like everything is collapsing on my life; like everything is crumbling around me! I can't help but regret not being there." his outburst had scared even him. Gwyn surveyed his face and searched his eyes for his emotion.
"There are good things that can come from the bad. The bad things allow the new things to take their place. The new things can't just pop up out of nowhere and kick out the old." Gwyn said trying to word it right.
"But I didn't want a new thing then and I still don't want a new thing now." he whined slightly.
"Maybe you are in need of this new thing." his cousin offered. Draco looked at her and sighed.
"Do you know what I dreamt about tonight?" he asked. Gwyn remained silent but she knew perfectly well who he was dreaming about. Draco took this silence as a sign for him to continue. "I dreamt of her, of Lisa. She was with me and we were together but something wasn't right, something was going to happen. I knew what it was but I refused to watch it so I woke myself up." Draco struggled to continue. "Each night, it gets harder to wake up and I know that I'll have to witness it sooner or later. Every time I have that dream, I feel as though I am plummeting farther and farther down; like I am going crazier and crazier. It wont be long now, before I hit rock bottom and become a complete nutcase. I'll be seeing dead people everywhere, like that kid in that movie Lisa made us watch." Draco stopped, trying to remember the name of the movie.
Gwyn smiled. "The Sixth Sense, I think." she began to laugh. "I can see it now, you freaking out and hiding in a corner, hugging your legs, sucking your thumb and rocking back and forth." she laughed louder. Draco stared at her looking hurt. She stopped. "Oh I'm sorry Draco, I just thought it was funny, seeing you, of all people, in such a state." she said with a bit of sarcasim.
Draco tried as hard as he could not to laugh with his cousin. Part of him was hurt at the thought of her laughing at his problem. Then, the other part of him found the scene amusing. He couldn't help but to laugh with her. Gwyn always seemed to lighten up a situation.
"But seriously, I feel terrible." Draco said after the moment had died away.
"I know. Maybe, going back to school will do you some good." she said cheerily. Light began to peek through the curtains of the high windows that bordered the room. "Ah, the sun is rising." Gwyn said getting up and walking toward the windows. With one swift movement, she flung the curtains of the first window open. She took a deep breath and smiled. The sun gave a new and pleasant shine to her face. She turned toward Draco. "Yes, I determine that school will do you a great good."
Hermione
Hermione Granger woke up at the crack of dawn. She was more excited today than she had been all summer. She took a nice hot shower and grabbed some clean clothes. Her clothes fit her perfectly, they were not too revealing and not too conserving; they were just right. They did her newly discovered figure justice while still leaving enough to the imagination.
Hermione looked in the mirror and noticed how different she looked. She had figured out how to tame her wild hair, now it was curly instead of puffy. Her face was different in some way but she couldn't figure out what it was exactly. All her changes were not all that major but they were noticeable.
She grabbed her jacket, shoved her wand in her pocket and ran down the stairs. To her surprise, Harry and Ron were sitting in her kitchen. She knew they were coming early but, jeeze.
"Hey guys!" she exclaimed happily. Harry and Ron both looked at her. They hadn't seen her for a couple of weeks and now she looked different. In their eyes, she looked completely different. She was…more attractive.
"Hey Hermione!" Harry said. He had finally taken it all in. Ron followed suit. "Wow! You look different." He said.
"Not that different, I hope." Hermione replied.
"You're still recognizable but you look really different, in a good way." Harry said smiling. Ron nodded vigorously.
After saying 'Goodbye' to Hermione's parents, the three of them headed out the door and arrived at the Weasley household. They had breakfast and hung out for the rest of the day.
"I can't wait to get back to school." Ron said with a stupid grin on his face. The three of them were lying in a field by the Burrow.
"Me neither, I need something normal in my life." Harry added.
Hermione looked at the clouds thinking. Harry and Ron noticed her silence and looked at her concerned. After a few minutes, she realized that they were looking at her. "Oh, sorry I was just thinking."
Harry grinned. "See, Hermione is so excited for school that she can't stop thinking about it." he said with a laugh.
"Well, that doesn't prove anything. Hermione is always thinking about school." Ron said laughing. Hermione grinned and threw a few strands of grass at him. "Ha! You missed."
Sorry gotta stop here hope you liked it! Please review!
