AN: I have no idea why I started this story since chances of it being read are…well close to zero. Well obviously these characters are not mine, I'm such a fan of Harry Potter & I've been reading HP fics for a few months now. It was one day where I woke & started staring at the ceiling, that the plot of this story formed. I hope you like it. I've only posted & written this prologue. I'll see what kind of responses I get from it.

Disclaimer- Not mine, except for the plot.

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Hearts Divided - Prologue

"So this is it." Draco whispered into the cold air. The twenty years old Draco Malfoy, rested against the window sill. He heard the clock ticking away, it was several minutes past midnight, yet he's not welcoming the new day. He knew that, tomorrow, would it. Yes, the day where he would receive his kiss, just like his father has…a dementors kiss. Draco shivered at this thought.

However, no matter how troubled and frightened Draco was he had always tried to put on such a brave face. He had to, he did not want to worry his dear wife too much, she had been through enough, her life practically ruined and yet she had been so strong on the outside. Well at least to others, she had been able to keep up her courageous image, but Draco knew better. Plenty of times had he witness her, breaking down, crying. Yet plenty of times Draco had been there to comfort her. He sighed deeply in despair, but after tomorrow, he wouldn't be there for her anymore.

His eyes wandered around, it followed the beam of moonlight into his window. It casted upon the small, delicate face of his wife. Draco couldn't take this anymore. He needed a break. Quietly, he headed for the door. It was dark, he had except that most people had already packed their bags & flee when they had a chance. So the castle was pretty much empty, the only ones left were those who do not believe in hiding, who have no faith in the world, for all they had been taught to believe in, had simply vanished before their eyes. Draco pitied them, in fact Draco is…should be…one of them but of all things he lost faith in, his wife was not one of them. He still have faith in their love, no matter what.

Draco arrived at the lake, its sapphire blue reflected a glow from the moonlight. It was a beautiful scenery. He had remembered the countless times where he had enjoyed the lake with his wife. It was a beautiful sight yet Draco was in no mood to enjoy. In fact, he felt his heart sinking every time he thinks about her & the days yet to come.

But, Draco saw this day come…for two years, he's been waiting for this day. Ever since the day he saw Potter escaping the castle, Draco knew that Potter would be back one day, to seek his revenge & to come back to her…Draco's wife. Draco's heart sank at this thought.

Draco's chain of thoughts was suddenly broken by the sound of crushed autumn leaves. He spun around to see who it was.

"Pansy?" Draco whispered.

"Draco...I couldn't…" Her voiced trailed off.

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AN: So? That was my prologue. Shippers are not yet to be released. However, I've posted this story under Draco/Hermione but the ending has not yet been decided. This is purely depending on the response I get, I might release a few shipper possibilities & clues along every chapter.

I also need a BETA, so if you would like to just drop a line through email or review.