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Hermione was not in the best mood. She sat in the Head compartment of the Hogwarts Express. She had been made Head Girl. Although, to her misfortune, Draco Malfoy was made Head Boy. He sat on the other side of the compartment, practically asleep. Hermione, however, had a thick book in her hands and she was too engrossed in it to pay attention to anything else. Professor McGonagall had already explained to them their dutys and their living arrangments.
Hermione felt the train stop. She immediately closed her book and stood up. She glanced down at the sleeping Draco and smacked his arm with her book. Draco bolted upwards in his seat. Before he got the chance to glare at Hermione, she was gone. By the time everyone reached the Great Hall, first years were being sorted. At the Gryffindor table, Hermione was discussing with Harry and Ron how unfair it was to have to live with someone as vile and pathetic as Draco.
"I mean, everyone knows me and Malfoy can't possibly be in the same room with each other without going at each other's throats!" Hermione ranted, "And why choose Malfoy to be Head Boy? I bet his father paid off Dumbledore to get him to the position. Malfoy must be a pathetic, dimwitted numbskull. Don't you agree?" Looking at Harry and Ron, Harry didn't say a word and Ron looked like he was about to faint. Hermione crossed her arms and sighed. When dinner was over, Hermione left Harry and Ron and found Dumbledore outside the Hall with Draco by his side.
"Good evening Ms. Granger" the headmaster said. Hermione nodded her head curtly and surpressed a scowl at Draco. Draco and Hermione followed Dumbledore once he started moving. He stopped after a four floors and stopped in front of a portrait of two little kids. One was blond and looked like a miniature version of Draco. The other was a girl and look just like a mini-Hermione only with frizzier hair. Both were on separate parts of the frame. "This is where you pick your password and enter your living quarters." Dumbledore said. Hermione looked at him and nodded. "This is also where I bid you goodnight. Try to control yourselves this year also." Draco looked at Hermione. Both glaring into each other's eyes.
Once the staring contest was over, Hermione mumbled the password she wanted. "Hatred." The little good looked at her and said in a high, little voice, "Tell me about it sister." The portrait door opened and Hermione went straight to her room. Draco looked around the common room. Scarlet andgold on the walls, emerald and silver carpeting. 'Talk about T-A-C-K-Y' he thought. He had seen better at the Malfoy Manor of course, but this may do. He looked at the west wall in the room and spotted book shelves.
He went over to the shelves and looked at the selection of books. Most he had read already, but he would never let anyone know he liked to read. He assumed Hermione wouldn't be back so he merely picked up a book and sat downon the scarlet and emerald couchin front of the fire. He opened the book and read.
Hours later, Hermione was tossing and turning in her bed. Sweat was dripping down her forehead and down her cheeks. She moaned and grunted. Whatever she was dreaming, it obviously wasn't good.
Hermione was running through trees and bushes. Constantly she looked around her but no one was following. Even though she appeared alone, she was not. A haunting voice rang through the trees, "YOU PROMISED ME HERMIONE! YOU HAVE NOT KEPT YOUR PROMISE!" All while she was running and running from the voice that haunted her, she thought 'What promise have I made and broken?' "YOU PROMISED ME HERMIONE! YOU HAVE NOT KEPT YOUR PROMISE!" repeated the voice again. Hermione tripped over a broken branch and fell on the hard Earth.
She scrapped her knee, blood flowed from her knee slowly. The voice kept repeating the same sentences. Once she fell, the voice grew louder and louder. Hermione tried to get up but couldn't. Something had hooked her to the ground. "WILL YOU KEEP YOUR PROMISE NOW!" bellowed the voice. Then, everything went black.
Draco was still down in the common room. He had no idea what time it was, but he was sure it was way passed curfew. He was really deep into the book. Only a few chapters away from finishing it! He figured he should stop reading and sleep. He closed the book and stood up. He had to stretch his legs. God knows how long he had been sitting on that couch.
As he put the book back, he heard something from Hermione's room. He scoffed. 'Poor little mudblood is having a bad dream' he thought cruely. He smirked his oh-so infamous(sp?) smirk and looked around the circular common room. South of where Draco stood was the portrait hole. North were two staircases. Left to Hermione's room, right to his own bedroom. To the right of Draco's staircase was a door that lead to the small kitchen that was put there in case one of the Heads didn't feel like going down to the Great Hall.
There was a door in the middle of the two staircases. Draco knew that that door lead to the bathroom. Earlier, before Hermione had joined Dumbledore and himself, Dumbledore explained each door and where it lead. Although, there was one door, he did not mention. To the left of Hermione's staircase was a door. A door Draco did not know where it lead. Slightly confused, Draco went to the door and opened it. To his utter confusion, the door he had just entered lead him to a hallway of doors.
Draco tried the first door to his right. It was locked. Then he tried the second door to his left. No luck. He continued to try the doors until he had found the unlocked door. He was able to find the unlocked door in a matter of minutes. Draco prayed the door didn't lead to another hallway, but he was not able to identify where he was now because he saw nothing. Everything was black. Reaching for a wall, he touched something and the room lit up with candles.
The room was empty. Except for a pensive that stood in the middle of the room. Draco was upset for no one informed him that there would be a Pensive Room in his living quarters. He strutted over to the pensive as if he was someone of authority. He took out his wand that was in his robes pocket. He looked into the pensive and saw that something was already put in it. Moving his wand slowly around the area of the pensive, he saw the face of a young, pale faced girl.
Draco looked closer into the pensive, forgetting the consequenses of doing so. When he had came too close, he was no longer standing in the middle of an empty room with the pensive. He was now falling through bright blue sky. He screamed and yelled, as if it made any difference. He did reach solid ground eventually. He landed roughly on healthy green grass. Draco lied on his back and covered his eyes for the sun was way too bright for the moment.
When he decided to get up, he looked around. He was certainly not in Hogwarts anymore. In a distance, he saw kids running around each other. Looking farward he saw two little girls, around the age of 7 years or younger, sitting on the edge of a small boardwalk with their bare feet in the clear lake water. One of the girls had enourmasly frizzy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. The girl next to her had sleek blond hair and shiny grey eyes.
Squinting his eyes a little bit, Draco finally asked, "Granger?" The little girls did not respond. Draco came closer to the girls and listened. "It's a beautiful day" said the young Hermione. The blond girl nodded, "Gorgeous." Young Hermione looked over her shoulder at the playing kids in the park, "You wanna go to the slide? If we hurry, we might get there before Andy McHardy." Blond girl looked over she shoulder as well. She shook her head, "Mimi, I wanna talk to you about something." Young Hermione nodded, "Kay. About about?"
Blond girl took something from her silky blue blouse and showed it to Young Hermione. "So what Gingy? I've seen your necklace a thousand times." Draco looked over Young Hermione's shoulder and saw thatthe girl that went by the nickname "Gingy"was holding a silver necklace with a fake-looking red heart surrounding the letter V. "It's not really about the necklace Mimi. Well...I don't think my mommy and daddy are really my mommy and daddy."
Young Hermione frowned, "Why would you say that? Of course they're your mommy and daddy." Draco was amazed that two small girls were having such a serious sounding conversation.Gingy looked out to the lake. "Are you sure? How can you be sure? That lady I call mommy has black hair and that man I call daddy has red hair. Red. To me, I'm thankful that I don't havered hair. Arrghh! Not that point. The point is that, I'm sure those people are not my parents. So I'm planning on finding them. My real mommy and daddy."
By now, Draco was already sitting right behind the two girls just like he was watching a movie. Too bad he didn't know what a movie was.Gingy took her feet out of the lake and put her sandals on."Ginge, you're not serious are you? Why would you run away?"Young Hermione asked anxiously. "Because Mimi, I have to. I can't go my whole life not knowing who my parents are." Young Hermione looked like she was about to cry.
In the present Hermione's room, she was not getting any better. She was crying and constantly put her head under her pillow.Then at last, she wokeup. Cold sweat all around her. She got out of her bed and left her room.Entering the common room, she noticed it was empty. She also noticed that the door that lead to the hallway of doors was open. She panicked immediately. Sheran up Draco's staircase and knocked on the door. No answer. She started banging on the door with her fist. No answer.
'Oh God' she thought. Sheran back down the stairs andwent inside the hallway through the open door. Thedoor leading into the Pensive Room was also open. She ran to the pensive and looked in really close so she would get in. Once she did, she landed safely on the grass. She was going to be honest with herself. She hadnot remembered ever coming to this place ever in her life. Looking around, she saw Draco sitting behind two little girls.
"Malfoy!" she yelled. Draco jumped and looked at her. He looked sincerely frightened. "Why? Why Malfoy?Whybe a Thirsy McNirsty and come into the pensive! I need to figure this out by myself. Not with you! And another thing-" She did not finish her thought. She looked at the blond girlthat was now standing up. "Gingy don't go" young Hermione cried. "Shh" Gingy said, puttingher index finger over her lips.
"Hermione, Virginia, time to go" cried a female voice. Hermione looked over her shoulder and saw her mother and a lady with short black hair walking in the distance toward the smaller girls. Virginia looked at the adults and back at Young Hermione. She hastily got on her knees and gave Young Hermione the necklace she was holding. "Here Mimi. Keep my necklace. Please, don't tell my mommy whereI went or why I left. Please. Promise me you'll never tell anyone about this and pretend this never happened. Promise?"
The present Hermione stared wide eyed at the scene. Young Hermione nodded her head and sobbed loudly. Virginia gave Young Hermione a hug and ran passed the field of grass into the darker area of dirt and trees. Now Young Hermione was crying and gasping for breath. Then her mother along with Virginia's mother came racing to her. Tears slid down Hermione's cheeks. "That's enough" she whispered. Draco looked back at her. "Fine" he replied.
Then, the lake-side veiw and bright sun had vanished. It was replaced by a dully lit room with the pensive visible again. "What was that Granger?" Draco asked as soon as he found his balance. Hermione wiped the tears with her pajama shirt's sleeve, "I'm going to be honest. I don't know. It's a long story Malfoy and I'm not in the mood to discuss it right now." Hermione turned around and left the room. "Don't you dare go into that pensive again" she yelled.
She left the hallway and passed the common room to go up the staircase leading to her bedroom. Entering her bedroom she lied down in her bed. Not bothering to cover herself with her quilts. She stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours. Until finally, she fell asleep.
Draco, for some reason, listened to Hermione and didn't go near that pensive again. He couldn't believe he had gone into one of Hermione's memories. 'What did she mean by she didn't know what it was?' he thought. He shrugged it off and decided to figure things out in the morning. He left to the common room and turned off the lights. He left to his bedroom and fell asleep immediately.
a/n: I know this is better than the other one. I hope you guys like it! review please.