One or the Other
Chapter one:
A/N: This story might sound familiar to others. My original name on FanFiction is invisable sarah but I can not access my account so I'm going to continue this story and some of my others under this account. Sorry for the problems I am really sorry for this inconvenience.
-Sarah
Hermione POV:
I waited at the red swings in the park closest to my house. I would come every day and not long after a boy would come as well. We are best friends. He told me he loves me and we should get married. After planning are whole wedding he started thinking about his family and how furious his father would be about the whole arrangement. He said something about a muggle. He told me I was a muggle, but he didn't understand how.
When I asked what it meant to be a muggle. He explained that we were non-magical creatures that were ugly and didn't understand things. That a muggle is stupid and didn't know how to read and write. We were horrible creatures that tried to kill his kind.
I eventually started to cry when he was explaining it to me. He then quickly tried to tell me that's the part he didn't understand because he told me I was so pretty and smart I disagreed with him about me being all that smart and then he quickly reminded me that I knew how to read and that he did not.
I was currently waiting for him on the bench that parents usually sit on while there kids play. I was waiting for him to show up, the little clock on the small tower read that it was almost time for me to go home.
It was about the last couple minutes and when I got that bad feeling in my stomach telling me that he didn't want to come and see me. I turned my head when I heard someone faintly say my name. I looked over and saw him. His hair was flapping in the wind and he wasn't slowing down. I got up just in time for him to throw himself into my arms, he wrapped his arms around me and put his head in my neck.
"I missed you," he said.
"I missed you too," I told him while holding him closer to me.
"Draco we don't have much time," a boy said.
I didn't even notice him until he said something. He had black hair and startlingly green eyes.
"Okay Mione take my hand in your," he said pulling away.
We both grasped hands , and I waited for him to continue.
The other boy with the green eyes took out a stick, and tapped it on our hands.
A vine came out and wrapped around our hands holding them together.
"I Draco Malfoy promise to love her Hermione Granger in the future no matter where I am I promise to find her," he said.
A second vine came out of the stick except this one wasn't clear like the first one this one was silver.
The dark haired boy said, "Now you have to say it back."
"I Hermione Granger promise to love Draco Malfoy in the future no matter where I am I promise to find him," I said.
A third and final vine came out and this one was a ruby red color. The vines came out and then stained our hands with the colors.
He gave me a kiss on the cheek, and then the other boy made a squeak. When we looked over we saw a very tall man running towards us.
"Draco!" the man yelled. My little blonde boy flinched at the sight of him and then started to cower. This man was not a good man at all. He looked like an older version of Draco but his eyes were cold this was a very mean man.
"Draco, say goodbye to your friends, we're going home," he said glaring down at us.
"Yes father," he said. He looked over at me with pleading eyes, and then he looked away.
They started to walk away, when I had a gut feeling that I wouldn't see him again. I ran after him and pulled him into a hug. A hand swiftly grabbed me by my hair and pulled me away, hard.
I fell down to the ground and gave a yelp of pain. With tears in my eyes the evil man said, "Don't you ever touch my son again you ugly little muggle!"
"HEY, she didn't do anything wrong!" Draco yelled o defend me. He must have realized he did something wrong because he flinched, and with a crack.
They disappeared.
Draco POV:
I felt like my lunch and my stomach were having a battle to see who was stronger because once I finally hit solid ground I had to resist the urge to throw up my lunch. When I finally looked up, a strong hand flew at me face. I fell to the ground with tears in my eyes. The sound bounced around the small room, I looked up in shock. I was his son hes never hit me before.
He looked down at me with a sneer.
"Now how many times have you seen that girl?" he said while walking small circles around me slowly.
"This is the first time," I said a little watery trying to hold back tears, big boys don't cry.
He simply walked over to a small cabinet, and he pulled out what looked to be a rope.
"Lets be honest with each other now Draco. If you lie to me I will hit you twice, understand?"
I nodded.
"Now again how many times have you seen her?" he asked again.
"I told you this was the first time," I replied.
He pulled back his arm and with a crack the rope hit me. I screamed. Please anyone, please help me. He did it a second time I think I screamed even louder, tears fell down my face at a rapid pace.
"..."
He asked a question, but I didn't hear it because I was trying to breathe.
"Yes or NO!" he yelled.
"Yes!" I said.
What ever the question was I realized that I got it wrong. There was a split instance in his eyes where something cracked. He pulled back his arm and angerly threw it foreward again, and again, and again. Each time ripped my clothes, leaving straight lines across my body. I crawled into a ball protecting my face and chest. I screamed the sound against the stone walls just seemed to echo it rang in my ears but for some reason I just couldn't get my self to stop screaming.
MALFOY'S DO NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH MUGGLES!" he screamed.
I heard my mother screaming and begging on the other side of the door for him to stop.
"I hope you learned your lesson," he said while throwing the whip to the ground.
He opened the door, and my mother threw herself in the room and cradled me to her body. I was eight years old, and in that moment something died in me.
Hermione POV:
After the man disappeared the black haired boy helped me stand up again.
"Hello my name is Blaise Zabini," He said rather loudly.
Draco was shy when I first met him he was more quiet. He had blonde hair and when I first met him he didn't want to really talk to me right way. This boy was completely different though. He had black hair and forest green eyes but they weren't dark they had a lightness to them. His hair was messy unlike Draco's neat and tidy hair.
"Who are you!" he said loudly.
"My name is Hermione Granger and you sir are loud," I said.
He just laughed at me.
"I'm usually loud. How do you play on that thing," he said pointing to the thing behind me.
I looked behind him and saw he was pointing to the jungle gym.
"You don't know how to play on a jungle gym?" I asked slightly confused.
He shyly shook his head while his cheeks got red.
"Come on lets go play," I said smiling at him.
We played for a long time we smiled and laughed and we decided that we were going to be friends for a long time.
We played for so long I forgot I was supposed to go home and my mother came to the park.
"Hermione!" she yelled.
"Opps," I said to Blaise.
"Coming mother," I yell back.
We run off the play set and up to my mother.
"Hermione where have you been?" she said a little worried.
"Mom this is Blaise hes my new friend," I said shyly.
"Hello!" he said.
"Hello young sir," she said with a smile.
He smiles at her.
"Hermione dear its time to go we have to get ready to eat," she says.
"Mom, can Blaise come with?" I ask shyly.
She looks over at the boy and says, "Well if its okay with his mom..."
"Its fine!" he says.
He grabs my hand and then says "Lead the way Mione!"
We found out later in the night that Blaise has several older brothers and is the youngest of right now. He told us his dad is Italian and has a big job and makes lots of money. My father turned a scarlet color when he told us that part. He excused him self to the bathroom after supper telling us he needed to speak with an elf in private. Mom figured that's what he meant by needing to use the loo. After a few minutes a knock came at the door and a beautiful dark haired woman came to our door to pick up Blaise she wasn't mean or anything like that she talked really nice to my mom.
"This is Hermione!" Blaise said rather loudly.
"Hello Hermione," she said with a smile.
"Me and Hermione are going to be good friends can I come back tomorrow!" I asked my mother.
"Only if its okay with Hermione's mom,"
Blaise and I saw each other often, and we liked each other a lot. Our mothers got along there were several days when we would decided to have picnic's and we would all sit on a blanket and eat at the park. I never forgot the little blonde boy and I thought of him often always hopping that he would show up at the park again. After a while we lost contact with them, she came to us in one of the last couple times we saw her she mentioned that she husband was thinking about divorce. After this we only saw her four more times. For some reason it kinda hit me that I lost both Draco and Blaise and I will probably never see them again.
A/N: Okay well guys please do me a favor and please review this it makes me feel better if i know some people like this. I'm going to be out sick and and out of school for a good two weeks. So please let me know i know im not great at grammar so please be nice in your criticism.
Thank you,
Sarah