Draco
I absolutely hated quidditch practice at night. But I guess being on one of the best teams in the wizarding world, I would have to get over it. But tonight I didn't entirely understand what we were doing. I mean...I played seeker why did I have to be in the woods with the rest of the team? Coach had some weird strategies, but he usually was always right. I was actually just grateful that the moon was out tonight, but not just any moon but a full moon. That was code for we would be able to see each other in the woods at least.
"Alright team." Coach started to say and we all gathered around him, "I presume you are all wondering why in Merlin's name I have drug you all out here in the dead of night."
A few people nodded their heads and a few answered him with a "yeah" or a "yep", but many, like myself, didn't do anything. I just stood there with my arms crossed and weight on my right foot.
"Well...quidditch has a lot of surprise things in it. Like..." He looked at me and then to my left and so on, "This." He said before throwing a ball at me, but I caught it just in time.
"Good job there, Malfoy." He said and I tossed him the ball back.
"But Mr. Malfoy over here is used to surprises, being seeker and all, but many of you aren't. So tonight you will run through the woods and expect the unexpected."
Five years since the war and this is where I was. Running through the woods at night while having balls thrown at me. Fun.
I caught up with Logan, one of my best mates on the team.
"This ought to be...what's the word." He started to say in an Irish accent.
"Disturbing?"
He shook his head indicating I was wrong, "More...painful."
"I've had my fair share of being in dark woods...I hate them."
"Scared are we?" He asked bumping me.
"Of course not."
"Something wrong mate?" He asked me. I just shrugged.
"It's Astoria. She's been talking a lot about getting married and having kids."
"What's wrong with that? Astoria is beautiful and would be a wonderful wife and mother."
"No...it's not that I don't want her to be my wife...it's just...I don't feel like myself around her anymore. She knows about my past but doesn't understand why I do certain things a certain way."
I looked down at my left forearm where my tattoo still remained, except I usually kept it covered up with my long sleeve or a sweat band so it wasn't seen.
"Like what?"
"Like...how I don't want to eat at the dining table at night."
"Why don't you?"
"I'd rather not talk about it. It was back in the darker days and I choose not to relive those memories."
"Awe I can understand that mate."
The reason I didn't want to eat at the table was because do had seen some great people I knew be killed above the dining table in Malfoy Manor. Shoot...I hadn't even been there in years, maybe it ought to be time I paid my mum a visit.
"So are you going to end it?" Logan asked pulling me out of my thoughts.
I nodded, "Yeah...I think I might."
He shrugged, "Hey it's whatever you deem best to do."
"Let's go." I say and we start to jog through the woods along with the team.
Coach kept apperating and hiding. Once he threw a ball at us, whether we caught it or not, he would disappear again.
Logan and I were far ahead of the others and quite frankly we didn't plan on slowing down anytime soon. I kept looking up at the moon, it was probably as bright as I had ever seen it. Big and as white as the quartz crystals that form over thousands of years.
Logan stuck his arm out and went into a walking pace, I slowed down at walked beside him.
"Tired are we?" I asked in a mocking tone.
He laughed and looked over at me, but something caught his eye. His eyes went from normal size to wide with fright, but I didn't have time to turn around to see what he was looking at. Something knocked me down and had me pinned, my stomach on the ground so I couldn't see it. Whatever was on me was strong and large. It growled in my ear, and I would know a growl like that anywhere.
"Draco!" Logan called out but I didn't dare say anything as the large wolf started to smell me. For awhile I was starting to think it had started thinking I was dead because of how still I was being, and I knew if I acted dead it would get bored and leave.
But some of the team caught up. A few guys gasped and others fell to the ground in fright. Then I heard it, a loud pop.
Coach had apperated close by. It scared the wolf and it dug it's claws into me on my side and I couldn't hold it in any longer, I hollered out in pain. The wolf realized I wasn't dead and soon growled at me again, with it's claws digging into my side even farther.
And the other claws on the other side dug into my shoulder. Before slowly I felt it's teeth go into me.
The team and Coach where all shooting spells at the beast until it finally let me go and ran off scared, into the woods
Everyone ran to me, many calling out my name. Others asking if I were ok, if I could stand, how much help did I need, I only responded to one question from Coach, "How much are you bleeding?" which my answer was that I had no idea. And one question from Logan, "Do you want a healer?" which the only thing I remember saying before my world went black was "Yes."

Hermione
Four years out of school. My life was basically as boring as it could get. I wasn't married and worked at all times. Ron has kept quiet since his mother died, I kind of think he blamed me and that was why he had kept his distance from me all of these years.
Really Harry and Ginny are my social life and they moved so far away it's hard to hang out all the time. So I work. I love to work.
I was actually working the graveyard shift tonight, which I liked the best for some reason. I guess it was peaceful.
So let me think...Ron has left me and lives in a whole other country, Harry and Ginny are married and live about an hour away, I always work, Luna works for quibbler, Neville works at Hogwarts, and...Malfoy became some well known quidditch player across the world. At least I think he did...he was hard to keep track off since the war. Many of us went back for seventh year...but not Malfoy...really I didn't know what happened to him until about two years ago.
But anyway, Anna and I were sitting in the waiting room watching tv. It was really a slow night...most nights usually are. Ana was my aid or a healer in training you may say. She would become a healer in about a year or so. But I didn't realize my whole life was going to change when an older guy came rushing in. He was covered in sweat like he had been running and he was in urgent need of help.
I jumped to my feet and went to him. From that moment on...my life was never the same.
He pointed behind him, "He...needs someone. He needs a healer."
"Who?" I asked and looked behind him. A group of guys came rushing down the hallway while carrying a single person.
"Get a bed," I said to Ana. She nodded and rushed to get one.
I walked, or sped walked, to the person that they were carrying.
I was shocked when I saw who it was and how badly they looked hurt.
Ana came with a clean bed. The guys sat him down on the bed and for the first time I realized how rapid his breathing was. It was quick and choppy...and also not a good sign.
"Get him into a private room and call Charlie down here. Quickly" I added the last part so she would understand how urgent this was. Charlie was the healer that I aided when I was still in training, and if anyone knew what they were doing, it was him.
I turned to the other guys and they all looked scared for Malfoy.
"What happened?" I asked and one with dark brown hair and green eyes spoke up.
"We were at practice and jogging through the woods, him and I were ahead of the rest and we stopped because I was getting tired and I saw something...big behind him. And it attacked him..."
I looked at him and he seemed even more scared then anyone.
"It grabbed him before anyone could do anything." Another person said to me.
"I really thought he was dead," The same guy started to say. "He was playing dead so it would leave, but the rest of the team caught up and scared it and...it dug it's claws into him and he screamed...I've known him for years and I've never heard him scream like that..." he said as if he were going into a distant dream.
"Thank you for details guys." I say before walking to the room where Ana took Malfoy.
"Someone should get ahold of Astoria." I heard someone say before I had completely left.
Charlie was already in there hooking him up to a heart rate machine.
"His body is overreacting to what bit him. He's acting as if he were in shock, but he's not." Charlie informed me.
Malfoy's breathing was still as rapid and when the heart monitor came up his heart was going extremely fast and Charlie started to put some medicine into him.
Ana came back with supplies that Charlie had probably asked for.
She handed them to me and I poured some cut cleansing potion onto a rag and gently placed it on his cuts on his left arm.
I had forgotten about it until I saw it. His mark. I caught myself staring at it for a moment, it had faded since the years after the war. But undoubtedly it was still there.
I took my attention off of it and started to clean his scratches with the potion, but something wasn't going right. Every time I would put it on, the cut would get more red and irritated.
"Uh...Charlie come look at this." I said and stared at the deep scratch.
Charlie shuffled his feet and stood beside me. He squinted, "His body is rejecting it for some reason."
"Well what do we do?" I asked.
"We could...no because his body won't accept it..." He said starting to think out loud.
I looked down at the frail and pallid Draco Malfoy from school...blood covered his face and his shirt and I looked across him and watched his heart monitor and thought of something.
A giant animal.
Deep cuts and scratches.
He was bit.
His breathing was to rapid.
His heart was beating five times the normal rate.
His body was rejecting any kind of help.
He was covered in blood.
Full moon.
Middle of the night.
"A werewolf bit him." I mumbled.
Charlie looked at me and then examined him.
"Your theory seems to be a good one." He said, "We can't do anything for him if that's what got him. His body will just reject and disown everything we try to give him, until the venom from the bite gets to his heart."
He stopped and I looked over at him, "Then?" I asked.
"Then...his heart will stop and restart itself and the venom will mix with his blood and once it's mixed there no getting it separated."
"So...he's going to-"
"Be a werewolf."
"And we can't do anything?" I asked.
Charlie shook his head and walked over to the heart monitor and turned off the beeping noise but still had it on so we could see his heart beat.
"There's nothing we can do to stop it. A werewolf bite is like many cancers in the muggle world. Not easy to cure and nearly impossible to reverse."
"What about his personality? Will that probably change as well?"
"The closer we get to the full moon for next month I'm sure his temper will get shorter and shorter. That's the usual." He shook his head and exited the room.
"Hey Charlie?" I asked before he shut the door behind him, "Yes, Granger?"
"How long till he wakes up? I mean I'm sure his team will be asking."
He shrugged, "Probably a few hours at the most, the venom will have to do its course."
"So...it is going to kill him?" I asked, a hint of urgency was in my voice.
"Yes, but only for a sew minutes. That should happen in a few hours, then he'll wake up after that. I wish it had just been scratches, that could ave been healed and he wouldn't have to go through with this, but he was bit..."
"Charlie...if he is dead for a couple of minutes wont that cause damage to him mentally?" I asked.
Charlie shrugged, "Not necessarily. Werewolf bites make your body do weird things. Like within a day or two after he wakes up he is going to be sick...I think it best if either Ana or you stay in here with him." and he left.
I looked up at Ana, "I'll stay." I said and she nodded before leaving me alone in the room with him.
I got a wash rag, a bowl with warm water, and I headed back to him. I sat on his left and dipped the rag in the water.
I looked at the heart monitor once I realized his breathing had slowed down. His heart had done the same thing, it had slowed down.
I didn't feel right just sitting here and letting him die, even if he would come back. It just didn't seem right. For once in my life I wished that he wasn't in pain like this, even if he couldn't feel it right now...he was going to have to live the rest of his life like this.
I dipped the rag into the water, squeezed it and started to rub off the blood. Something about seeing him in dried blood brought up bad memories that I didn't want to relive.
I rubbed it off and waited...and waited...
I heard a knock at the door and I slowly got up and answered it.
Standing before me was a beautiful, elegant woman with dark brown hair, a light complexion, and hazel eyes that looked like caramel.
She didn't say one word to me as she passed me and ran to Malfoy.
"Oh Drake..." she said as she cupped his face in her hands.
She placed a kiss on his forehead and started to cry.
"Miss I'm deeply sorry but you can't be in here."
She turned her attention and looked at me for the first time.
"And why, may I ask?"
"Policy. Please leave."
"I know you...you're that miss Hermione Granger."
"Yes I am. Now would you please...leave."
"I most certainly will not. He is my love and I will not leave him." She said as she laid her head down on his chest.
Right then the heart monitor went flat line and I knew she had heard his heart stop.
"Please...leave." I asked her.
"Draco?" She said and she started to cry and held his face between her hands.
"Astoria,please leave." I said and put my hand in her shoulder.
She sobbed, "Astoria...he'll he alright."
"Alright?" She hollered. "Does he look alright to you? He's dead...and you did nothing."
I suddenly had a flashback of when Molly died and Ron hollering at me of how I did nothing.
"It's part of the process...I promise." I said in a quiet tone.
"The process?" She screamed.
"Yes the process, and please keep your voice down." I said back to her.
"Don't you dare tell me what to do, you mud-"
"Mudblood? Yeah like I've never heard that one before."
Then the door opened and in stepped Charlie.
"Miss you are not permitted to be in here...please leave or I will force you out."
Ana must of heard the yelling and went to get Charlie. I was relieved.
"Fine. He's dead anyway. No matter what process you say he's going through I knew he's dead. He'll always be dead." And with that Charlie escorted her out and shut the door behind him.
I looked at Malfoy...his heart monitor was till flat lined and I felt awful because I had done nothing to prevent it. Not that I could do anything.
I simply took a good long look at him.
Over the passed few years he had gotten really handsome-I mean he's always been handsome but now it seemed more noticeable.
But Astoria had a point...he was dead.
I remember the flats time I had seen him at Hogwarts...just that he was being called to the death eaters and he reliantly obeyed and joined them, but only to leave soon afterwards. When we came back for. One seventh year, since they just restarted it, he wasn't there...no one had seen nor heard from the Malfoy's. I had actually started to think that they had moved countries but as soon as I started to think that Draco turned up as the rookie on some amazing quidditch team.
But now...his life was never going to be the same...because of quidditch.
Within ten seconds of that thought the heart monitor beeped, meaning his heart had started back up. The venom was now in him and he was forever cursed.
He gasped, his body begging for air, and he sat up. I rushed over to him and placed my hand on his back and his unharmed shoulder.
"Shh...just breathe...slow deep breaths." I said.
He still hadn't opened his eyes but he listened to the voice he had heard, his breathing slowed to a normal speed.
Before long his eyes shot open and for a split second they were wolf eyes but then they quickly faded into his cold-gray eyes.
I knew the wolf eyes were the venom that had invaded him.
He slowly looked at me. I couldn't tell if he recognized me or not.
"Do you feel alright?" I asked him.
He blinked slowly and looked down at his hands. He made his fingers stretch and the come back to him, he did this several times.
"I feel swollen." He mumbled, his voice was barely above a whisper.
"That's just the venom adjusting to your body."
That was when he stopped flexing his fingers and looked at me.
"The what?"
"The venom...do you know what bit you."
"I didn't see it, but I heard it...Granger...,"
That was the first sign that he knew who I was.
"I...heard it's growls...I felt it. I still feel it." He said more to himself then me.
"It will take some getting used to. But your body will adjust." I said and started to collect my things.
"You look nice..." he said and I looked up at him, "What I mean is that you've grown up."
I shrugged, "Sooner or later we all do, Malfoy."
"I suppose." He said. And then got a glaze look in his eyes that made me stop and watch him.
It was minutes before he said anything else, "It was...a werewolf wasn't it?" He asked, he seemed somewhat scared to hear the answer I might give.
"Yes...it was."
He bit his bottom lip and looked down. He blinked and a tear went down the right side of his face.
"I just stopped." He mumbled.
"Pardon?"
He looked up at me, his eyes were both puffy and red, "I just stopped...I just stopped being a monster...I don't want to turn into another one."
I sat my coat and clipboard on the floor and pulled the chair up to his bed and sat beside him.
"Look at me Malfoy." I said and he slowly turned to face me.
"I've known many wonderful people, and one person particular happened to be a werewolf. And he was an amazing man."
"I too have known many people, and one them was the most horrible person I knew. And he was a werewolf." he shook his head, "I'd rather be dead then have to handle living with this." He said, laid back down, and turned away from me.
"It's not what you are that makes you a person, Draco...it's the actions that they take. Lupin was an amazing person and a werewolf. Greybeck was an awful and horrid person as well as a werewolf.. I see a difference."
And with that I stood up and left his room, silently closing the door behind me.