Fall to Earth
Summary: Draco Malfoy is a pureblood wizard. The Malfoy name brings him power, prestige, and wealth; it is his world, his throne above common wizards. When he received his dark mark, Draco wanted nothing more than to see that reign continue—even if it meant following a half-blood Dark Lord on a power trip. But then everything came crumbling down. The Dark Lord unleashes a force that has been buried for centuries. Released, it is determined to destroy everything in its path for domination. Suddenly, he can no longer hide behind the Malfoy name and his very existence is in question. Now, he must join forces with everything he hates: the mudblood brainchild of the Gryffindor trio, muggles, and a new force that will set the wizarding world on edge. Pairings: Draco/OC, Ginny/Blaise
Other Important Notes: This fic is destined to become slightly, if not very, AU. I am starting this right before the release of the sixth book, which means that anything after book five does not pertain to this story. Also, this is my first Harry Potter fanfiction, and it has been awhile since I've read the books. I am hoping that most of the references to the books themselves are accurate, but I make no guarantees. If anyone finds something that doesn't sound right, feel free to let me know and I will change it.
Chickahominy Creek
Fall to Earth
Entry 1: Hermione Granger
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, it is property of J.K Rowling.
Between heaven and hell lies earth; between light and dark lies the shadow, between black and white lays a spectrum. Some people are exactly as they appear, clear, crystalline personalities that rest upon either end of the scale. Other people, the majority, will extend one hand to the world, while holding the other—their true selves—behind their backs. These personalities are a series of layers, one after another after another. One must dig deep to finally reach the core and the truth caged therein.
Remember this, and remember it well, because it is that gray area in between that tips balance scales. Just when you think you have the situation figured out, you find that you are missing another piece of the whole picture.
When it was stated in prophesy that the houses must join to defeat the darkness, I scoffed at the notion; I was so sure that there was no way in heaven or hell that all the houses could combine to form one force with enough power to defeat the Dark Lord. I still can't call him by his name, I can't say Vol…him. But that was the catch wasn't it? That was the one twist in the knot that nobody caught, not even Dumbledore himself. When the Sorting Hat gave us its message, we automatically equated "foes" and the Dark Lord. What else could it have meant? His name had sent shocks of fear throughout the wizarding world for decades. He was the master of all that was evil.
How could we have been so foolish? Why didn't we realize that something was feeding off of our greatest faults and fears?
But I'm jumping ahead a little. My name is Hermione Granger, former Gryffindor and the current Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At the time, I was just Hermione Granger, Gryffindor, mudblood, and a member of what became known as the golden trio.
The golden trio—Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and myself. It's been eight years since the events herein occurred and the three of us, as well as several others involved, have our own reasons for wanting this tale told. For me, I feel that this is something the wizarding world--and the muggle world--must remember. What happened within these pages must never happen again.
I am still having trouble grasping what happened, but I am sure it will all come back. I shall begin with Draco Malfoy; because as far as I can recall, he started the entire mess. What to say about my initial impressions of my reluctant companion—egotistical, git, bully, mudblood hating, pure-blooded wizard with more money than manners. The list can go on.
Then I got inside his head.
I learned far more than I ever wanted to…