"BLOODY ASSHOLE!" Hermione screamed as soon as Draco came into view. "YOU FUCKING BLOODY ASSHOLE! YOU KNEW AND YOU STILL TRICKED ME!"
He walked slower towards her. "Hermione, you don't know it all, please just listen to me I'll explain."
"I bet 'I'll explain' MY ARSE! I HATE YOU! Was this your fucking plan? Here lets make fun of the nerdy one. I bet you I can make her fall in love with me. Because I am such a macho man. Such a fucking prick! Guess what? I don't love you. NO, your bloody trick didn't work, you PRISSY…" Draco put his hand over her mouth and looked her in the eyes.
"Look it, Hermione. We can stand here and you can bite my head off for all eternity because I know you have no want whatsoever to kiss me. Or, you can listen to me tell you WHY I did everything and consider it. Now, I will take my hand away but you have to promise not to scream. You are giving me a migraine." He slowly took his hand off of her mouth and she promptly screamed as loud as her lungs would let her. He threw her a nasty look.
"We can call THAT pay back. Fine, tell me what you have as a pathetic excuse." She sat down scowling at him with her arms crossed. He thought of sitting by her but judging by her glare that wasn't welcomed. So he backed up and sat across from her.
"You know, this really all started over summer. I started dreaming of you… but I didn't know who you were. I just kept seeing you running. Just not fast enough. You were going to be hurt. He was going to kill you…" Hermione looked up at him, confused, and then looked away fury dancing in her eyes. "I don't know who He is. But he's evil. And well, I didn't want you to die. So every night I had this same dream, and every morning I woke up wet… from sweat and tears. It was horrible."
"Then around valentines the dreams changed. I got to see you, smell you, just you. No fear, no worry, just you. And I grew to… well feel something. I didn't know why or what it was until had this weird dream with you in it. But you woke up earlier than me, and my dream changed. I saw myself looking through my family history book. So I had my father send me the book, my mother is a family history fanatic. I was looking through it when I came across something that surprised me. My great-great-great grandfather was married to a Granger. That threw me back. I looked at it more and more, completely curious at why he would marry a Granger," Hermione had lost her anger and was now completely overcome with curiosity. "I looked on the Witch Web. Of course it didn't have any information about your great-great-great grandmother specifically but it did have something. Here. I printed it out for when I would finally feel like it was the right time to tell you." She skimmed over the first page but the last paragraph caught her eye,
"Aidan Malfoy and a woman (did not enclose her name) have somehow defeated the ultimate Evil. We do not know how or what let them do it. Citizens believe it to be luck while others agree that it was destiny. But when we asked Malfoy and the woman they stated simply, 'It was fate. But not ours. Our decedents will have to carry through with what we have started. And to you we say, good luck.'"
"Makes no sense, huh? Well at least it didn't. But the dreams make it so real. I think that we are who they are talking about." Draco stopped and looked at her. Hermione was sitting still with her arms wrapped around her knees looking at him strangely. "What?"
Hermione paused and then started speaking slowly. "Those dreams. They didn't feel like dreams did they?" She paused as if calculating it through her mind. "They felt more like…"
"… Memories." He finished her sentence, looking at her intently.
"I know this is going to sound weird but I have been reading about some stuff and it seems to fit our… situation. Draco, when you told me to call you Aidan, did you know about him?"
Draco looked at her, "No. Not yet at least."
"Draco, this is going to sound really weird and impossible but I think that we are Iris and Aidan."
"Wait, what? How it that possible? That happened forever ago, Hermione. It is physically impossible." He paused waiting for her to assure him she was wrong. But nothing happened between them but silence. "Hermione. What are you not telling me?"
"Draco, this is just what I've been reading about. It sounds really far fetched but it all fits too perfectly. What I think it that we are… reincarnations of our ancestors."
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