Over the Moon
Chapter Ten
Disclaimer: I do not own the property of HP.
Summary: In the beginning Granger and Malfoy share a few innocent kisses. And it seems all they do is run. But that's just half of it. Hermione's past slowly comes back to haunt her and Malfoy's the only one who can save her.
Draco Malfoy
Life as I knew it would never be the same. That past week pretty much changed me inside and out. I never knew I could feel this way. I felt a part of me had left me. And I was just an empty shell walking across planet Earth.
But all this was just too confusing for me. I wished I'd never seen Granger or even met her. It was strange how I thought of her at my every waking moment.
Almost 1 Year Later
Hermione Granger
Another year of school is coming round and the best part is that I'm Head girl! Yippee!
"You fine Hermione," asked Harry walking by my side.
"Huh? Of course. I still can't believe I'm Head girl."
"Really Hermione," piped Ron. "You are the smartest girl, everybody here knows so and you are amongst all the teachers here, their favorite."
"You're right Ron," I said smiling. "And I can't believe how this is our final year here. I wonder who's Head Boy?"
Both Harry and Ron frowned at me.
"You don't know yet?" asked Harry concerned.
"No, should I?"
"Um, Hermione," said Ron. "You really don't wanna know."
"Why is that?" I said putting my hands on my hip.
"Cause, look who's over there," answered Harry, pulling me around.
"Why are you-Oh," I said.
This was stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Of course, Dumbledore would go ahead and choose Malfoy for the job.
Draco Malfoy
I wasn't that strong as I was before summer began and that terrible war aroused. But it's extremely weird how I became apart of it, not that I knew I wouldn't, cause I did. It's just that my role in it and everything . . . Let's just say I won't ever forget it.
A Piece From the War
"Draco, go and fetch that Potter Boy. The Dark Lord tells you know him from afar and could get him easily," hissed Father.
"What?! Why me? Tell someone else to go that kid!" I yelled angrily. I hated it when he told me what to do.
"Draco, do not raise your tone of voice with me! Crucio!" My stupid father punished me then, and I could feel my hatred against him grow as he cursed me. When it was over I stared red-faced at him.
"Your such a bastard," I muttered under my breath.
"What was that Draco?" he sneered sweetly at me, his hand tightly clutching his wand.
"I said I'm going, but be rest assured that I'm not promising anything." I snarled walking away.
"Right you are. Now get going. Be sure to kill that mudblood Granger and that Weasley kid. They're too nosy for their own good. And if you're smart enough, you'll apparate on my behalf."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hear you loud and clear." With a pop I was gone and half a second later I ended up on Granger's bed.
Hermione Granger
"Hermione, you alright?," asked Ron. "Ok, Malfoy may be Head Boy and all, but you're Head Girl. If that slimy git does anything to you, you know we're to find us. It's just that, you guys have to share the same place together . . . "
"Really Ron. I don't care and everything. It's just, you know our past . . ." Well kind of., I thought to myself secretly. I only told you part of it.
A Piece From the War
"Malfoy! What the hell?!" I immediately flushed beet red, trying to cover myself up.
"Don't worry Granger. I'm just on my Father's order's. Where am I anyways?" I watched him look around my room and sighed.
"Where were you trying to apparate to?"
"Look, I'm supposed to find that friend of yours, Potty-."
"And why do you need him for? And it's Potter Malfoy, if you didn't know any better."
"Obviously not," he said smirking. "And that's not all of it. I'm supposed to kill you and that other friend of yours?"
"What?!" I cried, my jaw literally dropping to the floor. "You're not really going to, are you?" Was this the Malfoy I knew, well sort of. Before I got to know him. But now he seems different . . .
"Granger, I'm surprised at you. You don't really think I'd do it, would I?"
"Who knows. One minute you're an arrogant, cocky Death Eater in training. And the next I'm learning to appreciate a certain Slytherin, who just happens to still watch me run, I noticed . . ."
Malfoy frowned at me, his cheeks slightly pink. I seemed to have hit a nerve, I thought.
"First off Granger. I am no bloody Death Eater. That would probably be a definition of my Father though . . ."
"Are you sure of that? I could just scream right now and let the Weasleys handle it. They'd probably be more than happy to-"
"Enough said Granger. If I go back to my Father, he will-do something terribly bad for you people. Be warned this time Granger, the war has begun."
"No,"I whispered. Is what he said true? Well, you never could figure out whether anything that came out of his mouth was valid enough.
"Yes," he said heatedly. "It's been on over a few weeks now. You're just too innocent for your own good."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"What do you think it means? I've been long over you Granger."
A/N: Ok, this may seem confusing, but rest assured, I will try to make the story as the summary reads. But yeah, it's a year later and both Draco and Hermione are Head Boy and Girl. Tell me what you think, should I rewrite this chanter over again or keep it in the same setting? I won't be mad or anything. I am totally laid-back about the ordeal.
And another thing, I'm not exactly sure how long this story will be, but I plan on finishing it. And what about how I switch the story into war-time position. It's kind of weird, you think? :)