Good And Evil

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Chapter 1: The Dark Side of the Light

~Hermione~

I woke up early in the morning and stretched in my bed. I flipped over onto my left side and peered across the room to my calendar.

September 1 – First day back to Hogwarts! I read. So today was the day I would be going back to good old Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry … as the 'new me'.

My looks had not changed that much. My hair was a bit straighter but still had some waves to it (this came from going to a muggle salon and getting it straightened and then permed). I had grown a few inches and now stood at 5'7". Other than that I had simply filled out and I now had curves.

But that didn't matter because this year it was my personality that people would be shocked to come in contact with.

I slowly got out of bed and trudged over to my bathroom that was adjoined to my room. I stripped myself of my jim –jams (that's what I call pajamas) and got into the shower. Now, most people turn the water on hot but I like my showers cold.

Why? You may ask. The reason is because cold wakes people and forces them to face reality … also it makes your hair a bit shinier.

So anyways, it felt great with the cold water running down my body and then I looked down and smiled at the brand that was burned into my right forearm.
~Draco~

"Draco, as you know, today is your first day back to Hogwarts. I understand that you have made prefect yet

again this year and I expect the best from you. You will also find that there are more of … our kind," he paused

and gave me a look that clearly read 'people that are Death Eaters', "at Hogwarts this year. You will meet them in

just a short while and I anticipate you befriending them. Now, please go up to your room and decide what you

shall bring and have the house elves pack for you." My father commanded me. I nodded and muttered 'Yes, sir'

and made my way to my room.

I would be in my 6TH year at Hogwarts and I was 16. Life was pretty good. I was to be a Death Eater soon enough … and right now I was simply in training.

I loved the thrill of fighting and dueling with people. It gave me this burst of energy and I felt as if I could do anything. People thought it wrong to follow the Dark Lord (people like Potter, Weasley, and the mudblood Granger) but they were so very wrong.

See, when the Dark Lord gets power all of his 'friends' get power (and my father is right hand man to him) so my family gets power.

I was still in my boxers and did not have a shirt on when I felt a little jolt in my right arm.

I looked down and realized that it was my Dark Mark. It usually 'glows' if you have been thinking of the Dark Lord.

~Hermione~

My parents dropped me off at Kings Cross where they began crying and told me all of the stupid things like 'Be careful', 'Take care of yourself', and 'Make sure to write!' before finally letting me go. Stupid muggles.

No sooner had I gotten out of the car when 3 people came rushing over to me.

"Hermione! Hermione! It's so good to see you!" Harry Potter, my so called best friend, called out to me. It looked as if it was time to plaster a fake smile on my face.

"Harry! Ron! Ginny! How've you guys been? It's been utterly boring without you 3 this summer." I gave them all a hug and kept a cheerful smile on my face.

"It was boring without you too." Ginny advised me and then scooted a little closer to Harry. Aw, how cute, the two finally got together … not.

As soon as we were on the train and Harry and Ron were engrossed in a deep conversation about nothing other than … Quidditch, I turned to Hermione and made a motion with my head between her and Harry and raised my eyebrows.

She nodded happily and grinned. I mirrored her the best I could without throwing up. So it was true, they were a couple.

Oh happy day. It was only a matter of time before they met the real Hermione.

~Draco~

I saw her get out of the car and heard her groan when she saw Potter and the Weasleys come rushing towards her. Something was very different about her this year.

Her clothing had changed a bit and she looked pretty good but that wasn't what was different.

She seemed darker … more evil … I liked it.

"Oh Drakie .. its been too long." I heard a female voice screeching in my ear. Only one persons voice could possibly be that annoying …

"Hello Pansy. It's great to see you. Shut up." I turned to her and sneered at her. She giggled and batted her eyelashes (which were heavily coated in mascara and looked very clumpy) at me.

"Oh Drakie-Poo, you're so funny. I love the way you play hard to get with me. But you don't need to Draco … I love you!" She squealed and flung herself onto me.

I slowly shoved her off glared in her direction and strode away. I heard her shrill calls behind me.

"Mr. Malfoy you've been a bad boy. You're being quite … nasty today. I'll see you on the train … if you know what I mean."

It took all of my mental strength not to let myself puke.

~Hermione~

I nearly choked on my candy when I heard Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson's conversation in Kings Cross.

I nearly pissed myself to tell you the truth. I mean, it was obvious that he did not like her, and I almost felt bad for her … or did I feel bad for him?

Either way I found it highly entertaining sitting there listening to the entire conversation.

The compartment door slid open and … speak of the devil …

There stood Draco Malfoy.

"Surprise, surprise, Potter, the mudblood, and the Weasleys, all in one compartment." He sneered at us.

"Surprise, surprise, the arrogant prat comes round to our compartment yet again. Tell me Malfoy, do you always go out of your way just to come and see us?" I snapped at him.
All of the color (not that there was much there to begin with) drained from his face as he glared at me.

"Mm, seems as though the little bookworm may have turned into a snake and got a bit of a tongue …" He snarled and I simply smiled.

"Have a nice day Malfoy." I said as I shoved him out of the compartment and shut the door.

~Draco~

Yes, she had definitely changed. I couldn't believe what she had done. I mean first there was that little insult and then she shoved me out of the compartment.

What I didn't understand was the reason for the change.

As the train came to a halt in front of the lake that crossed over to the school I gathered my things and slipped out of the compartment.

I nearly fainted when I arrived to the area where we were to get onto the horseless carriages.

Only they were no longer horseless to me.

I was able to see the thestrals. They were not the prettiest things but they were kind of cool looking.

You see, over the summer, my uncle Marcellus was killed by a Death Eater because he was suspected of being a spy for the Ministry.

Thestrals, are horse type creatures, that people can only see if the person has seen death. Only a few people could see the thestrals last year in Care Of Magical Creatures. Harry Potter was one of them.

The spoiled little brat. I couldn't stand him but I was unaware that someone else couldn't stand him either.

~Hermione~

I had to get out of that compartment.

"Um guys, I have to get going to the Prefects compartment." I muttered. Last year, Ron had been a prefect with me but he had done a very poor job and had not been given the position again. He didn't seem to care.

"Of course! We'll talk to you later Mione!" Ron told her and then fell back into the conversation about Quidditch.

I traipsed through the corridor in the train to the Prefects compartment. It didn't really matter if we went or not but I decided to anyways.

And for the second time that day I came face to face with my sworn enemy, Draco Malfoy.

"Long time no see, Granger." He muttered and I smiled.

"Ah yes, I'm sure you've been looking forward to our next … chat." I stated innocently.

"Yeah, like I really look forward to a chat with a mudblood." He snarled at me.

"Uh-uh-uh," I tutted at him, "There is to be no name calling or I will be forced to take points away."

"Oh, I'm so scared." He retorted. I simply glared at him and seated myself. McGonagall began speaking about Prefect business for this year.