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The Glimpse

Chapter Three
Here's to Pensives

Hermione somehow found her way back to their bedroom through the maze that was the Manor. She had no idea how she would find the pensive, but she was anxious to understand how in the hell she had ended up married to Draco Malfoy!?! And what was all the nonsense he was saying about Harry and Ron. She was also a bit worried because she wasn't all together quite sure how long she would have in this glimpse to figure these things out.

She began opening drawers, and realized it would be dumb to keep a bowl of swirling liquid in a drawer. So she began opening cabinets. She saw the large armoir in the corner and knew that's where it was held. This probably held so many memories. She wasn't sure if this was the only one she wanted to see.

But it made sense that she should see it first, so with her mind set on the destination she dove into the future's past. The thought of it was playing with her mind.

She recognized herself talking to Harry and Ron. She was obiviously at Hogwarts.

The past Hermione was crying and more of yelling at Harry and Ron than talking to them. The "future" Hermione walked closer to herself so she could hear.

"You guys just don't understand. I can't explain how I know. I just do. You would think I was crazier than you already do if I tried to explain."

"But Hermione, you are messing with some pretty heavy stuff. It's really dark magic, and what you are doing has become wreckless and crazy." Harry replied clearly more calm than she had been.

"If you guys want to be happy and alive in the future you have to trust me. This is what I have to do."

"You HAVE to try to become a Death Eater? Really? That's how we save the world? No, no, no dumbass it's how you die!" Ron not so calmly yelled.

Hermione was perplexed. A Death Eater? Really? Ron's words echoed in her head. She looked at her future forearm and she gasped. There in faint black was a nearly gone dark mark. Snake squirming inside the skulls mouth. If she hadn't been trying to see it, she never would have noticed. She was horrified. She tried to remember though, she knew the memories were not there.

What could have possibly convince Hermione that becoming a Death Eater was a good idea?

Though she couldn't help but rationalize, hearing Draco's word inside her head. "Harry and Ron are happy and alive..." and things had clearly not turned out too bad for her, even though it was Malfoy. He seemed to love her, as odd as that sounded, and they did have two very cute kids even if they had named them Orion and Bellatrix. :) She laughed to herself.

She returned her eyes to the yelling match in front of her. All the while she still couldn't wrap her head around the first shock of the day, much less this one. She tried to pay attention, but questions kept errupting in her head. How had she gotten to be a death eater? How in the world did Voldemort trust her?

Before she could even hear the end of the conversation the scene changed. And Hermione found herself in the dungeons of the castle.

She seemed to be meeting someone. "Lumos," the young Hermione said as she looked around. Professor Snape appeared from around the corner. "Miss Granger, What are you doing out of bed at this hour?" The girl didn't even have a chance to respond before Snape had grabbed her by the arm. "You are coming with me to have a chat in my office."

The Hermione looking at the scene felt her own heart racing as she followed herself being dragged into Snapes office. She was so scared.

But the moment the door shut to Snape's office his demeanor changed completely. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

She saw the young Hermione shaking her head.

"Sorry, I just wanted to be sure if anyone was listening. You know."

"It's fine. Thank you so much for doing this Professor Snape. I know that no one else believes me or understands."

He placed his hand on her shoulder. "I do believe you. You know that right?"

Hermione detected a tenderness that she had never seen before in Snape. It was almost unsettling, but before she could muse on it anymore they were talking again.

"I got you the books you need. Are you sure about this? It's pretty heavy black magic."

She watched herself nod.

The scene changed again, and Hermione was getting frustrated because just when she would start to figure something out it would change on her.

She surveyed the scene around her again. She didn't quite recognize where she was. It looked like the Astronomy tower perhaps. But in school the Astronomy tower meant...

She shook her head furiously. It couldn't be...

She heard her own voice in the dark. "They're coming. The alarm just sounded. Come on quick." She watched in the dark as she tore off her shirt and a male figure did the same. She watched in shock as she saw herself peel off her bra with little modesty. Something like that would have been highly uncharacteristic for her. She wrapped her arms around her male counterpart and began to make-out feverishly. His hand roamed her body with passion and tenderness.

"Mmmm," She listened to herself moan. "Draco..."

She now could recognize the platinum hair in the light. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew that she and Draco had to have heard them too.

In walked, Harry and Ron. "Lumos," Ron shouted.

"So it is true you've been whoring around with the scum of the earth." Harry remarked.

Draco stood up. Puffing his chest out like some animal ready for the fight. "What did you call me?"

"You two are disgusting. Everything he-" Ron shoved his pointer finger into Draco's chest. "ever said about you has just become one hundred percent true. You are a filthy, disgusting mudblood."

Both Hermione's gasped at once at the sound of Ron word's. She was horrified and it appeared that the in the past Hermione had been horrified as well. She didn't think it would matter how many times she relived that moment, it would propably always horrify her.

Hermione of the "future" felt tears well up in her eyes.

The scene changed again, and Hermione realized she was back in she and Draco's bedroom. She walked to the bathroom still in her robe and nightie. She blotted her eyes with tissues, and heard the mirror spout off to her. "What are you crying about?" She didn't respond but instead realized that she just might understand why she had done some very out of character things. That night had been a setup, but it had clearly propelled Hermione and Draco to where they were to day.

She sat on the edge of the bed and heard the door crack open. Draco walked through the door.

"You're still here?" She asked somewhat confused.

"No, I came back I left that file somewhere when I left. I can't find it anywhere have you seen it?"

Her eyes met his and she felt how much he cared for her. She didn't respond to him. She only stared.

"What is my hair bad?"

She smiled and shook her head. "Draco, if I told you something that sounded completely crazy, would you believe me?"

He sat down next to her, "I can try. What is it? Is this what was bothering you earlier."

"Last night I was seventeen years old. I did a spell with Ron and Harry to see into the future. I woke up here this morning and had no clue what was going on. I don't know how old I am or when we were married or beyond anything I saw in the pensive I don't know what got us here."

Draco brushed a curl out of her face. He didn't say a word.

She shrugged, "You don't believe me do you?"

He smiled, "You once told me there would come a day, when you acted peculiar and kissed me like the first time. You said this is what you would tell me. And I never believed you, until now. I thought there was something different about that kiss."

She smiled sheepishly.

"You told me then that I should tell you that you were the only way to save the world. You told me explain to you what you did in our seventh year." He watched her. "You really have no idea, do you?"

"No, not a clue. Well- I apparently have to become a Death Eater. I saw that much in the pensive."

He nodded. "You went deep undercover. Really deep undercover. You got into some scary stuff. The good guys didn't think you were good anymore, is how hardcore you got. I am one of the things you got into. Obviously. No one trusted us because no one trusted me, but you did. Anyways, you are the one who came up with the plan to kill the Dark Lord. You set it up right from the beginning. I can't tell you how. That's what you told me, but I'm supposed to assure you that it will all be worth it."

She smiled as she realized how much life she had to live to get to this happy point in her future.

She wrapped her arms around her husband and kissed him. Kissed him like there was no tomorrow. "I think I love you Draco Malfoy."

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