Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. The plot alone
is mine.
sappyromantic: thanks so much for the review, I plan to complete this story, sorry about the format. This is my first fanfic and I'm trying to work out the kinks.
foreveryours89: thank you for reviewing, I'm glad you love the beginning of my story, 1st fanfic, so please hang in there.
Life
by: pegasus21
Chapter 2
Hogsmead: Flashback
Flashback: 1 year ago, The Three Broomsticks Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat at a table drinking butterbeers, talking about quidditch. "Seriously Ron, you have gotten better. Would I lie to you?" asked Harry.
"Awe, is little Pothead trying to make the Weasel feel better?" came the sneering voice of Malfoy walking over with his goons Crabbe and Goyle.
"Shove off Malfoy. Don't you have a Death Eater's meeting to be at?" scowled Hermione.
Draco turned a bright color red in the face and leaned in real close to Hermione and whispered in her ear. "You shouldn't talk about things you know nothing about, Granger. What you say now could come back to bite you in the ass."
Hermione began to get a mental image of a silver snake with blue/gray eyes slithering up her leg and biting her in the ass. At this thought she actually giggled out loud.
Draco turned about as red as the famous Weasley hair. He couldn't believe the Mudblood had the nerve to laugh at him. He turned around without a second glance to the Golden Trio and stormed out the pub, leaving behind a confused group of witches and wizards.
"Can you believe Malfoy walked off without another insult and actually looked embarrassed?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, he didn't even call 'Mione a Mudblood. He used her real last name." Ron looked shocked.
Hermione had nothing to say. She was puzzled by the hurt and sad look she thought she glimpsed in Draco's eyes. 'Wait did I just think of him as Draco and not Malfoy?'
"Hey guys, I have to go find a book I've been wanting. I'll meet you at the train to go back. Ok?" Hermione didn't even give them the chance to answer her back before she had dashed out of The Three Broomsticks.
She followed Draco the way she thought he went.
"Draco, wait!"
Draco turned around upon hearing his name yelled. He was surprised to see Granger running at him.
'Since when does she call me by my first name?' thought Draco
"What do you want?" sneered Draco, putting on a false bravado.
"Um, uh, I was kind of wondering what that was about back there?" asked a concerned Hermione.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't need a filthy mudblood meddling in my affairs. Now, go away. I don't want anyone to see me associating with you."
Hermione's eyes began to tear up and when she turned to leave, one word stopped her.
"Hermione...." It was little more than a whisper, but she still heard it.
'He just called me by my name, this is too weird. What should I do?' "Draco?"
"I'm sorry. I know this is going to sound weird to you, and I don't deserve your attention. But do you think we could go somewhere and talk. A lot has happened to me this summer and I think you're probably the only person I can talk to about it."
"Really, you want to talk to me?"
"Yes. No games, I promise. Meet me at the train in 15 minutes?"
Hermione really had to think this over; Malfoy had always been such a prat to her and her friends. Could she put it all behind her?
"Yeah. Sure. I'll be there."
"Ok, see you..." Draco now had new hope in his eyes. He really wanted her to trust him and listen to him.
Hermione turned to leave but stopped when she heard Draco mumble "Thanks 'Mione."
Draco was unaware that Hermione heard the last part and walked off unknowing.
15 minutes later at the train.... Hermione cautiously walked down the corridor on the train expecting Draco to jump out any second. When she came to the last compartment she noticed Draco sitting there with his head in his hands looking sullen.
She didn't know if she should say anything or leave him alone to think. She decided to take a risk.
"Draco?"
He looked up and she nearly cried out at the pained look in his eyes. She took a seat next to him and tried to think of something to say. But before she could get a word out he started talking.
"Look, I know you hate me."
"Um, I.."
"Don't try to deny it. I know you do, and I deserve it. Really I do. But this summer a lot happened. I just thought you should know so you can rethink your opinion of me."
Hermione didn't know what to say so she just nodded for him to proceed.
"Well, I went home for the summer and my father told me I was ready to be initiated into the Dark Lord's inner circle."
"Oh my, Draco. What happened?" Hermione couldn't believe what he had to go through at home.
"I told him I didn't want to follow Voldemort. Unlike every believes, I do not want to be told what to do by some power crazy psycho. Every day after that my father would beat me, with the hopes of changing my mind. I wouldn't do it, so he started to beat my mother too. I couldn't stand to see her hurt. So, I agreed to meet the Dark Lord and went to the meetings."
"Draco, are you telling me you're a Death Eater? Why are you even talking to me then?"
"Well, when we came back to Hogwarts, I talked to Dumbledore. I couldn't take it anymore. Now, Dumbledore has me spying for the Ministry along with Professor Snape."
"Draco. Why are you telling me all of this?"
"Because I have to be mean to you to hold up my image to my father. But, I really like you." Draco hadn't meant to say that last part but deep down he was happy he didn't have to hide it any more.
"Wow, I don't know what to say. I've always liked you too. I just always thought you hated me. You were always insulting me so I had to have come backs for you."
"I know this is a little fast, but 'Mione, will you be my girlfriend?"
"I want to, but what will your father do. What about Harry and Ron, they will absolutely hate me."
"Don't worry about all of that. We'll keep it a secret. We can worry about all the rest later on. Just say you'll be mine." Draco tried desperately to convince her.
"Yes!" Hermione threw herself into Draco's arms and enveloped him in a warm hug.
Draco kissed her cheek. "I think you might want to find your own compartment now. It's time for the train to leave. Your lackeys will be here any minute, and I don't think they'd enjoy finding us like this."
"Oh, I forgot all about them. Yeah, you're right. I'll see you later, ok? Meet me at 7 in the library." Then she surprised both of them by giving him a quick peck on the lips and made her way to her usual compartment and awaited Harry and Ron.
sappyromantic: thanks so much for the review, I plan to complete this story, sorry about the format. This is my first fanfic and I'm trying to work out the kinks.
foreveryours89: thank you for reviewing, I'm glad you love the beginning of my story, 1st fanfic, so please hang in there.
Life
by: pegasus21
Chapter 2
Hogsmead: Flashback
Flashback: 1 year ago, The Three Broomsticks Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat at a table drinking butterbeers, talking about quidditch. "Seriously Ron, you have gotten better. Would I lie to you?" asked Harry.
"Awe, is little Pothead trying to make the Weasel feel better?" came the sneering voice of Malfoy walking over with his goons Crabbe and Goyle.
"Shove off Malfoy. Don't you have a Death Eater's meeting to be at?" scowled Hermione.
Draco turned a bright color red in the face and leaned in real close to Hermione and whispered in her ear. "You shouldn't talk about things you know nothing about, Granger. What you say now could come back to bite you in the ass."
Hermione began to get a mental image of a silver snake with blue/gray eyes slithering up her leg and biting her in the ass. At this thought she actually giggled out loud.
Draco turned about as red as the famous Weasley hair. He couldn't believe the Mudblood had the nerve to laugh at him. He turned around without a second glance to the Golden Trio and stormed out the pub, leaving behind a confused group of witches and wizards.
"Can you believe Malfoy walked off without another insult and actually looked embarrassed?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, he didn't even call 'Mione a Mudblood. He used her real last name." Ron looked shocked.
Hermione had nothing to say. She was puzzled by the hurt and sad look she thought she glimpsed in Draco's eyes. 'Wait did I just think of him as Draco and not Malfoy?'
"Hey guys, I have to go find a book I've been wanting. I'll meet you at the train to go back. Ok?" Hermione didn't even give them the chance to answer her back before she had dashed out of The Three Broomsticks.
She followed Draco the way she thought he went.
"Draco, wait!"
Draco turned around upon hearing his name yelled. He was surprised to see Granger running at him.
'Since when does she call me by my first name?' thought Draco
"What do you want?" sneered Draco, putting on a false bravado.
"Um, uh, I was kind of wondering what that was about back there?" asked a concerned Hermione.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't need a filthy mudblood meddling in my affairs. Now, go away. I don't want anyone to see me associating with you."
Hermione's eyes began to tear up and when she turned to leave, one word stopped her.
"Hermione...." It was little more than a whisper, but she still heard it.
'He just called me by my name, this is too weird. What should I do?' "Draco?"
"I'm sorry. I know this is going to sound weird to you, and I don't deserve your attention. But do you think we could go somewhere and talk. A lot has happened to me this summer and I think you're probably the only person I can talk to about it."
"Really, you want to talk to me?"
"Yes. No games, I promise. Meet me at the train in 15 minutes?"
Hermione really had to think this over; Malfoy had always been such a prat to her and her friends. Could she put it all behind her?
"Yeah. Sure. I'll be there."
"Ok, see you..." Draco now had new hope in his eyes. He really wanted her to trust him and listen to him.
Hermione turned to leave but stopped when she heard Draco mumble "Thanks 'Mione."
Draco was unaware that Hermione heard the last part and walked off unknowing.
15 minutes later at the train.... Hermione cautiously walked down the corridor on the train expecting Draco to jump out any second. When she came to the last compartment she noticed Draco sitting there with his head in his hands looking sullen.
She didn't know if she should say anything or leave him alone to think. She decided to take a risk.
"Draco?"
He looked up and she nearly cried out at the pained look in his eyes. She took a seat next to him and tried to think of something to say. But before she could get a word out he started talking.
"Look, I know you hate me."
"Um, I.."
"Don't try to deny it. I know you do, and I deserve it. Really I do. But this summer a lot happened. I just thought you should know so you can rethink your opinion of me."
Hermione didn't know what to say so she just nodded for him to proceed.
"Well, I went home for the summer and my father told me I was ready to be initiated into the Dark Lord's inner circle."
"Oh my, Draco. What happened?" Hermione couldn't believe what he had to go through at home.
"I told him I didn't want to follow Voldemort. Unlike every believes, I do not want to be told what to do by some power crazy psycho. Every day after that my father would beat me, with the hopes of changing my mind. I wouldn't do it, so he started to beat my mother too. I couldn't stand to see her hurt. So, I agreed to meet the Dark Lord and went to the meetings."
"Draco, are you telling me you're a Death Eater? Why are you even talking to me then?"
"Well, when we came back to Hogwarts, I talked to Dumbledore. I couldn't take it anymore. Now, Dumbledore has me spying for the Ministry along with Professor Snape."
"Draco. Why are you telling me all of this?"
"Because I have to be mean to you to hold up my image to my father. But, I really like you." Draco hadn't meant to say that last part but deep down he was happy he didn't have to hide it any more.
"Wow, I don't know what to say. I've always liked you too. I just always thought you hated me. You were always insulting me so I had to have come backs for you."
"I know this is a little fast, but 'Mione, will you be my girlfriend?"
"I want to, but what will your father do. What about Harry and Ron, they will absolutely hate me."
"Don't worry about all of that. We'll keep it a secret. We can worry about all the rest later on. Just say you'll be mine." Draco tried desperately to convince her.
"Yes!" Hermione threw herself into Draco's arms and enveloped him in a warm hug.
Draco kissed her cheek. "I think you might want to find your own compartment now. It's time for the train to leave. Your lackeys will be here any minute, and I don't think they'd enjoy finding us like this."
"Oh, I forgot all about them. Yeah, you're right. I'll see you later, ok? Meet me at 7 in the library." Then she surprised both of them by giving him a quick peck on the lips and made her way to her usual compartment and awaited Harry and Ron.