Title: Changing Past, Present, and Future

Author: Midnight_Dragons

Year: 7th

Pairings: Draco/Hermione

Summary: Sometimes people are played again and again and sometimes those people just lose their sense of direction. Sometimes people just get lost and never ever found again. It is weird the way things are made to happen because everything happens for a reason. You can't stop the way things turn out, but what if you could? What if you could change the course of history with three small words or one large gesture? Who knows, but soon you will see.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter or related subjects. I also do not, for this chapter, own Conflict by Disturbed. I only own the plot, so please don't take it.

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Changing Past, Present, and Future

Chapter 3

Draco walked into the head's common room after a truly eventful day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He plopped down on one of the large leather couches and sighed deeply. He seemed to be lost in his own little world as a door creaked open and a body emerged from it. Draco turned his head and looked behind him. It was Hermione coming out of her bedroom.

"Malfoy? Can I talk to you?," Draco asked as he turned his head to face the opposite direction.

"About what, Granger?" Draco could feel her sneering at him, but he had had enough of everything that had been going on in the past few days. The yelling and screaming, the threats, even the occasional spell casting.

~You are, enemy You are my hated enemy I am enemy Number one rated enemy I'm labeled enemy I am your mortar enemy My actions enemy Make me your bitter enemy~

"Can I just talk to you or is that too tough for someone of the likes of you?," Draco remarked calmly. Draco had learned by now how to control his anger and at times, actually be civil in a conversation with Hermione Malfoy.

Hermione gritted her teeth and stomped over to where Draco was sitting. She hovered over him and he just stared at her. Neither moved for a few minutes before Hermione growled and sat down in the couch opposite of him. She sat Indian style and waited for whatever Draco was going to say to her. In her mind, he was wasting precious time of hers.

"What is it?," she hissed. Draco just stared at her lazily, not really saying anything. He didn't know how long he was going sit there and toy with her, but he realized what he wanted to tell her was important and figured that he better do it now before he never could. He sighed and closed his eyes, trying to gather all of his thoughts together before he opened his mouth.

~All the world around enemy They're tearing up the ground enemy They're drawn in by the sound Enemy, enemy I must eliminate my enemy~

"Okay, look Malfoy. I know that we are not the best of friends, well actually, we aren't friends at all, but that is beside the point. I just think, that it would be easier on the both of us, if we call a type of truce. I mean, nothing special, just be a bit civil toward each other every now and then.," Draco stated before opening his eyes and looking at Hermione once again. She just sat there, somewhat staring off into space. She shook her head and looked over at him.

"Fine, Granger, but that doesn't mean that I don't hate you still.," Hermione retorted and stood up. She smoothed out her robes and stormed out of the room, not bothering to look back.

Draco's eyes had followed her out of the room and when the portrait hole closed, he chuckled slightly to himself. She was so full of herself that she probably didn't even realize what Draco had asked her. Hermione was smart, she had the best marks right under Draco, but sometimes her mind wasn't always there.

~Your people, enemy My people's hated enemy What are you, enemy Though a created enemy Terminate the, enemy Eradicate the hated enemy I am an enemy My very greatest enemy~

It was impossible to please his enemy, his most hated enemy. They were on okay terms, at least there wouldn't be so much yelling and screaming, but if Draco, for one minute thought that anything good was going to happen, he knew it wouldn't. They would butt heads for probably the rest of their lives and he didn't think that either really cared.

Draco stood up himself and looked around the room for a moment before also leaving.

~You try to tell me that you love life Then find another way to kill life~

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"So many projects, so little time.," Harry muttered to himself while working on his numerous projects as he sat in the library.

Draco walked in not five minutes later and preceded to walk to Harry. He smiled as he sat down and pulled his best friend's parchment with his assignments over to him. Draco glanced over it quickly and replaced it. He then shook his head and then slapped his forehead.

"You haven't started these yet? Harry, there's three of them!," Draco exclaimed. Harry looked up from the book and parchment that he was hovering over and sighed.

"Hello to you too."

"Hello Harry. By the way, you have three projects that you need to complete.," Draco remarked. Harry slammed his quill down causing the Hufflepuffs at the next table to look at him strangely.

"You think I didn't know that?," Harry growled angrily. Draco threw up his arms in defeat.

"Fine, Harry. I just came for two reasons. One, to see if you needed any help, which obviously you don't and me and Malfoy are now on civil terms. So, now that I have told you that, good-bye.," Draco explained calmly as he slid his chair out and stood up. Harry cocked his head toward Draco with a gaping mouth.

"Did you say that you were on civil terms with Malfoy or did I suddenly begin to hear things?"

"No, you heard correctly. I was getting tired of the yelling, the threats, so I put a stop to it.," Draco stated shrugging his shoulders as if it were nothing. Harry just slowly turned his head back toward the paper and shook his head.

"Right."

Draco turned on one heel and left the library quickly before Harry could utter even one syllable. He shut the door behind him and leaned against the doors. Why was everything in his life such a challenge? Just one day, one day he wanted everything to go right. Not like it was coming in the near future, but what ever happened to wishful thinking?

He turned and began to walk down the corridor to his room when something caught his eye. Draco walked over to the gold embroidered tapestry and pulled it back. Behind it, the brick wall seemed to glow. Curious, Draco touched the wall and his hand began to sink in. Draco became frightened and he pulled his hand back. The wall then slid to its left to reveal a rounded room. He entered cautiously, letting the tapestry fall back into place.

The room was dark except for the glowing blue and white light from the center of the room. Draco walked closer and saw a stone pedestal with a bowl atop it. He placed his hands on the pedestal for leverage. Draco peered into the bowl.

"Bloody hell."