Chapter 02
The girl he had made life hell for at Hogwarts was standing right in front of him. He didn't know how to react to her. He didn't want her to see him on the streets, holding on to life by begging for money. He was once destined for riches and power, and he had thrown it all away. He didn't need her comments, he knew how she would insult him. At least, that's what he would do if he was her.
She didn't even recognize him until he spoke to her. He sat on the vacant steps that he had adopted as his home, with Hermione standing right in front of him. Her expression was completely legible. It was a mix of curiosity, anger, stubborness, and shock.
" Draco Malfoy?" she finally managed to form some words. He brushed his hair off of his face which was rather rugged from not being shaven in a while.
" Surprised?" he asked sarcastically.
" Uh, what are you doing here? I mean," she stopped herself before insulting him too much, which he was surprised by.
" Yes. The great Draco Malfoy, destined for money and power, living in the streets and alleys of London," he voiced the thoughts that were obviously in Hermione's head. She only seemed able to stumble out one question.
" Why?" A small grin appeared on Draco's face.
" Maybe if you got me something to eat I would explain. As you can see, I'm very hungry,"
So Hermione led Draco down to the nearest fish and chips shop and watched as he ravaged the food she bought him. She had never expected to see him this way before. What could possibly have happened to him that he would end up here? Once he had finished Hermione started asking him questions.
" So, how did you end up on the streets?"
" Family problems," he simply stated.
" Like what?" she asked curiously.
" Let's just say, I rethought my path,"
" So you ended up on the street?" she asked.
" Evidentally, my father didn't like the fact that his only son didn't want to become a death eater," Draco said, with no regard to the muggles surrounding them that could overhear. Hermione was shocked that Draco wouldn't want to take the path that was placed before him. It promised him riches and power for the rest of his life.
" So, why did you do it? Choose not to be a death eater i mean,"
" I'd rather not talk about it," he said while getting up from the table " Thanks for the food,"
He started to walk out of the chip shop, but Hermione followed him quickly.
" Wait," she called out when he was halfway down the block. He turned around and waited as she came bounding up towards him.
" I said thank you, what more do you want?"
" Well, I was just thinking. It's really cold on the streets at this time of year, and you like you could use a place to stay. Why don't you come stay at my place for a few days," she couldn't beleive the words coming out of her own mouth. She was inviting Draco Malfoy into her home. The guy that never stopped making fun of her in Hogwarts, the son of a death eater. He looked rather shocked too.
" I don't think that's such a good idea. You know we have our differences," he said, and turned around to start walking back to his steps.
" Draco!" Hermione called after him " Please! I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it for my guilty-consience." Draco turned around and walked back towards her. She knew a Slytherin would respond to an offer proposed like that.
" So, where do you live?"
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The moon shone brightly on the grass, sparkling from the earlier rain. A temple lay on top of a small hill. Dark figured with cloaks on surrounded the area, as if guarding it. Inside, was the most powerful wizard ever to live.
" Call in Lucius," the wizard commanded to a guard at the right of him.
" Yes, master," said the guard sheepishly, and went to retreive the person called upon. A tall strong looking blonde man entered the room and bowed to the great wizard in front of him.
" You called, master," said Lucius Malfoy.
" Where is the boy?" asked the powerful wizard.
" He is with a mudblood," Lucius spat.
" Ah. I need him now. Call him to me, there is much work to do,"
" But master," Lucius pleaded.
" I know you have you're problems with him, but that is irrelevant now, we need him. He is the most powerful weapon in this war."
"Yes master." Lucius bowed and headed back out into the night, ready to retrieve the boy he had had problems with for so long.
The girl he had made life hell for at Hogwarts was standing right in front of him. He didn't know how to react to her. He didn't want her to see him on the streets, holding on to life by begging for money. He was once destined for riches and power, and he had thrown it all away. He didn't need her comments, he knew how she would insult him. At least, that's what he would do if he was her.
She didn't even recognize him until he spoke to her. He sat on the vacant steps that he had adopted as his home, with Hermione standing right in front of him. Her expression was completely legible. It was a mix of curiosity, anger, stubborness, and shock.
" Draco Malfoy?" she finally managed to form some words. He brushed his hair off of his face which was rather rugged from not being shaven in a while.
" Surprised?" he asked sarcastically.
" Uh, what are you doing here? I mean," she stopped herself before insulting him too much, which he was surprised by.
" Yes. The great Draco Malfoy, destined for money and power, living in the streets and alleys of London," he voiced the thoughts that were obviously in Hermione's head. She only seemed able to stumble out one question.
" Why?" A small grin appeared on Draco's face.
" Maybe if you got me something to eat I would explain. As you can see, I'm very hungry,"
So Hermione led Draco down to the nearest fish and chips shop and watched as he ravaged the food she bought him. She had never expected to see him this way before. What could possibly have happened to him that he would end up here? Once he had finished Hermione started asking him questions.
" So, how did you end up on the streets?"
" Family problems," he simply stated.
" Like what?" she asked curiously.
" Let's just say, I rethought my path,"
" So you ended up on the street?" she asked.
" Evidentally, my father didn't like the fact that his only son didn't want to become a death eater," Draco said, with no regard to the muggles surrounding them that could overhear. Hermione was shocked that Draco wouldn't want to take the path that was placed before him. It promised him riches and power for the rest of his life.
" So, why did you do it? Choose not to be a death eater i mean,"
" I'd rather not talk about it," he said while getting up from the table " Thanks for the food,"
He started to walk out of the chip shop, but Hermione followed him quickly.
" Wait," she called out when he was halfway down the block. He turned around and waited as she came bounding up towards him.
" I said thank you, what more do you want?"
" Well, I was just thinking. It's really cold on the streets at this time of year, and you like you could use a place to stay. Why don't you come stay at my place for a few days," she couldn't beleive the words coming out of her own mouth. She was inviting Draco Malfoy into her home. The guy that never stopped making fun of her in Hogwarts, the son of a death eater. He looked rather shocked too.
" I don't think that's such a good idea. You know we have our differences," he said, and turned around to start walking back to his steps.
" Draco!" Hermione called after him " Please! I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it for my guilty-consience." Draco turned around and walked back towards her. She knew a Slytherin would respond to an offer proposed like that.
" So, where do you live?"
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The moon shone brightly on the grass, sparkling from the earlier rain. A temple lay on top of a small hill. Dark figured with cloaks on surrounded the area, as if guarding it. Inside, was the most powerful wizard ever to live.
" Call in Lucius," the wizard commanded to a guard at the right of him.
" Yes, master," said the guard sheepishly, and went to retreive the person called upon. A tall strong looking blonde man entered the room and bowed to the great wizard in front of him.
" You called, master," said Lucius Malfoy.
" Where is the boy?" asked the powerful wizard.
" He is with a mudblood," Lucius spat.
" Ah. I need him now. Call him to me, there is much work to do,"
" But master," Lucius pleaded.
" I know you have you're problems with him, but that is irrelevant now, we need him. He is the most powerful weapon in this war."
"Yes master." Lucius bowed and headed back out into the night, ready to retrieve the boy he had had problems with for so long.
