Diana's POV
After Hermione and I showed our friends around, they decided to have a snowball fight. Instead, I sat at my window. I longed for my father. He was so important to me; I could not bear to lose him.
FLASHBACK
Young Diana and Hermione ran towards their father. Dr. Granger had just returned from a dental convention. He was a younger man then. He swooped his daughter up, one in each arm. "I have presents for you two," he said. Diana squealed and Hermione clapped her hands. "Hermione first," Dr. Granger said. He pulled out a gold heart-shaped locket. "It's beautiful." Hermione breathed.
"Come here, Diana," said Dr. Granger. He handed Diana one like her sister's except Diana's was silver. "If you stroke them, it will feel like I am with you, even when I am not," Dr. Granger explained.
END FLASHBACK
The locket seemed to sparkle in the light of the moon. I gently stroked it. There was a small knock at my door. I opened it, and my mother stood there. She was pale and grey. I feared for my father. Mum sat on my bed. "Diana," she began. "You know, your father was diagnosed with cancer." I nodded. She put her arm around me. "Well he, your father, died." Mum explained. I jumped up. "No!" I cried. "He is not dead!" I ran out my room, thundered down the stairs, and stormed out the front door. I went to a tree I called my "thinking tree." There, in the privacy of my tree, I began to cry.
Sorry about the short chapter. _It is a vital one though, but I could barely write it because I kept crying. I have an idea about what happens next though. By the way, Draco/Hermione is not the only pairing. There is also Diana/ Neville and a little bit of Diana/Harry.