Chapter 2

Every Place Has A New Beginning

The rest of the memorial was, in a word, awkward. No one knew exactly what to do in the presence of a Malfoy that wasn't being an arrogant twat. Sitting next to Malfoy was an experience on its own. He actually was crying at a point, normally I would console crying people, but with it being Malfoy was a whole new can of newts. He felt sorry. He was still a prick, but he was sorry. I never knew in detail how active the Malfoy's were in the Death Eaters, I know they didn't fight, but does that make things any better? They were there, by Voldemort's side, and his mother saved Harry in the long run. Were they alright? Were they not as evil as everyone has played them off as? Time could only tell, maybe I will give him another chance.

After the memorial Harry looked at me with a very worried face on, one I have seen many times in this past year. I explained to him what went on in my mind throughout the funeral, Malfoy's actions, emotions, and faces, I also told Harry to wait there while I go out to talk to Malfoy as I see him quickly walking to get out of there as fast as he possibly can.

"After searching for horcruxes I thought you would be a lot sneakier, Granger."

"And after spending six years with you at school I would think that you would realize that I don't care what you think about me." I had to let my defenses down, "what are you doing here Malfoy. You honestly didn't have to come and pay your respects, or whatever you said, because it made the atmosphere ten times more miserable than it would have been. And we are here because Fred DIED so that is truly saying something."

"Did it ever occur to you that I perhaps felt bad? That maybe, just maybe, I didn't want to be in the position I was forced into. I was told to kill Dumbledore, do you know what that does to a person? I may be snotty, arrogant, and rude, Granger, but one thing that I am not is a murderer."

I was stunned, I couldn't even mumble an apology for putting him on the spot like that, he was only 18. Sometimes I forget that about him, he isn't as grown up as he makes himself out as.

"Now if you are done criticizing me here, I have somewhere better to be. Goodbye Granger, hope to never see you around anymore."

I walked back to Harry who was now accompanied by Ron

"What happened to you?"

"Well, Ronald, I was just over there having a pleasant conversation with the budding gentleman named Draco Malfoy. It was quite great. "

"Really?"

"No Ronald, not really, it was horrible, he let out all of his feelings on me like I was his best mate! Do you know what it's like to have feelings of a Death Eater pushed down your throat! It isn't that much fun, before one of you two decides to retaliate with a sarcastic remark. Let's go see George."

"Hermione now isn't the time to stop using your brain. Do you really think that's a good idea? He hasn't, and won't be himself. Hey, Harry, do you remember that time in 3rd year when Fred dropped one of his "DO NOT USE THIS" Inventions on our heads? What was it called again?"

"Head Ploppers, I believe, ha, yea that made my head shrink for almost 3 days, did they ever come up with a better name than "DO NOT USE THIS" Inventions?"

"No, I don't believe so."

My head was racing with questions about Malfoy. Would they ever be answered?