Hey guys, this story came to me, one day for no apparent reason, soI decided to put it up here. Hopefully I will update soon, as im on this trusty computer quite a lot.

My first dracoXHermione fic, but with nearly 1000 on my favourites list, I daresay I've had a good bit of experiance haha.

The beginning seems really out of proportian and over the top, but come next chapter, it will be normal hogwarts and nobody will really remember what happened except a few.

Let the games begin! PLeaasssssssssssssssssssse Read and review, keeps me going.

Place? Lucius and Voldemort

Lucius Malfoy bowed low to Lord Voldemort, his head nearly touching the floor, his staff by his side.

"Come now Lucius, no need to be formal" Lord Voldemort said slowly as Lucius nodded and rose, smiling.

"So, my Lord, how are we to tell her? She is a stubborn girl from what Draco has told me, Griffindor, and friends with Harry Potter" Lucius asked, whilst Voldemort looked into the distance, thinking deeply.

"She will...realize her power soon I feel. And- when she does, she will come to us. The Princess of light haha! She will realize her true origins and, will return!" There were cheers and clapping from the crowd of death eaters as Voldemort made his statement.

Lucius smiled, a genuine smile that not many saw and added a swift "Yes my lord" before walking out, his cloak billowing out behind him. Little did they know, Draco Malfoy was listening outside, to every word

"The mudblood isn't a...mudblood?" he thought incredulously. "And has a weird power shared with someone else?" he snorted

"Please!" "Stupid fool, as is my Father"

Hogwarts express: Harry, Ron, Hermione

Harry Potter gazed sadly at the girl he had once known. Hermione Granger sat opposite of him reading Hogwarts: A history: Deluxe!. Her eyes scanned the page thoughtfully as she drank in every last bit of knowledge.

She was still Hermione, but she laughed less, since her parents had passed away earlier that year. They had not been killed by death eaters as Hermione had first though when she head the news, but had been in a shopping mall in London, the day it was bombed. Not only the wizarding world had a war raging on. He and Hermione had been an item since 6th year and he had truly believed that he loved her. He had helped her through so much and she had helped him. It was only a few months ago when he realized...he didn't love her. He couldn't, they were like brother and sister.

Now in 7th year she was head girl and he would be seeing less of her all the time. Not only that... he hated to admit it, but he and Ginny had finally admitted feelings for one another, and he KNEW Hermione had to know.

His friend, Ron Weasley nudged him painfully in the ribs, he spun, tearing his eyes off Hermione as his friend whispered harshly in his ear,

"WHEN are you going to do it?"

"Off...the train" Harry said lamely as he glanced at Hermione, her Dark curls cascading down her back. Her chocolate eyes shining happily as she read. She had certainly changed, but had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep.

Little did they know, Hermione Granger didn't sleep well at all. Her mind was either plagued with nightmares of her parents, as they lay covered in blood, their faces barely recognizable... or other dreams. Her dreams came regardless of whether she was asleep of not

"...",

"Power unknown to a-an-y other"

" F-ind the-"

"H-he will help you"

Voices in her head screeched as Hermione clutched her head in pain.

"Hermione?" Ron asked worriedly, and instantly the pain was gone.

"Slight headache" Hermione said, smiling warmly at Ron, who nodded, and smiled back. Harry just shifted uncomfortably in his seat she noticed, and she frowned slightly.

"Anything wrong Harry?" she said, concerned.

Harry looked at her, and shook his head

"Nothing Herm love, nothing"

She smiled brightly and leaned back into her seat, looking out to the dark fields, the moon shining brightly upon them all, the stars twinkling.

Hogwarts station,

Hermione stepped down the stairs, carrying her heavy suitcase behind her rather gracefully she thought. She waited at the bottom, her hair shining beautifully as the moonlight danced upon it. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glittered as bright as her diamond earrings. She waited on the side for Harry who came down rather reluctantly and took his hand. She begun to walk but Harry was not walking with her.

"Come on" she laughed but he stood there sadly.

"What is it?" she asked, her smile faltering slightly.

Whatever it was, she would help him. Harry, Ron and Ginny were the people who helped her get thorough her parents death. Without them, she wouldn't know what to do.

"Hermione... I can't do this anymore" Harry said, stuttering slightly. Hermione attempted a smile and looked at him slightly confused.

"W-what? Can't do what?" she asked and Harry looked at their hands entwined together. He was aware that EVERYONE was around them, waiting for the boats to come from the other side of the lake. Yet everyone was bustling around, first years panicking, Seventh years attempting to keep hold on the situation. He knew this was the worst time, worst place, but it couldn't wait anymore.

"This, Us" he said quietly, as Hermione's eyes widened in realization.

"What? Why? Y-you said, you loved me. This is a joke right?"she said, her voice wavering.

Harry hated this, seeing his friend in pain, she didn't deserve this.

No it's not Herm"

"Don't call me that" she hissed dangerously,

"Why?" she said, her eyes full of pain.

"Well, At the summer, I was at the burrow and spent a lot of time with someone else..." he said reluctantly as Hermione gasped.

"Who?" she asked and Harry shook his head,

"Herm, it's not importan-"

"Who?" she pressed as Harry sighed and said lowly

"Ginny"

Hermione stood, shocked for a while, her eyes brimming with tears

"Herm?" Harry asked tentively, waiting for a response.

Hermione snapped out of it, and rounded on Harry

"What does she have that I don't? Miss bloody perfect Ginny? You're both meant to be my friends? How long were you at it? Behind my back" She snarled, her eyes swimming.

Harry recoiled, he hadn't seen her like this before.

"Hermione, I just, I dunno!"

"Ha!" Hermione laughed coldly, incredulously

"So you DID do things behind my back! This is too much"

All I know is that I love her, I hope you can forgive me..."

"Forgive you?" she shrieked as some passer by's looked at them

"Hermione please!" harry said.

"No, Harry! You said you loved me! I-HATE-YOU!" she said pounding his chest.

Harry pushed her away slightly,

"Hermione, W-what's got into you?"

Her face was red, her eyes flashing dangerously.

"Harry? How could you do this? I just- got over-"

That was it, Harry snapped.

"Oh here we go! Miss-poor-old-me act! I'm sick of you and your sad face Hermione! Ginny is the one who can make me laugh! Make me smile! All you do is mope around!"

"Harry! Mate that's enough!" Harry heard someone behind him say, and he turned to see Ron, looking at him angrily.

"No Ron! This has to be said"

He looked at Hermione once again who was shaking. Everyone was staring at them now, their normal lives forgotten.

Hermione looked up at them, still shaking, tears running down her face and they gasped at what they saw.

Her eyes were now glistening green.

"Harry! MY PARENTS DIED! You self-centered bastard! It's been 3 months! You love the attention of YOUR parents dieing! Before you even knew them! I knew mine...I loved mine. ALL YOU EVER CARE ABOUT IS YOURSELF!"

Harry stepped towards her, but her words alone shook the earth and they were all thrown backwards.

Harmione's eyes flashed, and her hair blew in the wind that now surrounded them, it's icy coldness slashing their faces as they shivered.

"Hermione!" Harry called over the wind "W-whats happening? Are you doing this?" he yelled. But Hermione could not hear him, all she could feel was this power growing inside of her, her hatred towards him, her pain.

She slowly rose into the air, her hair whipping behind her. Arms outstretched, her eyes stared straight ahead. A dark force shone out from her, and they all had to shield their eyes as she sobbed

"I hate you...this world. I don't want a world like this!" she sobbed and with a loud tremor, they all fell backwards on the floor by the impact. She stared ahead, lifeless, she could not feel what was happening but... she DID feel powerful.

Harry and Ron and Ginny looked up as all around them were now on the floor, except one.

Draco Malfoy stood upright, unaffected by all around him. His silver, platinum blondhair blew in the wind, but other than that he was unaffected apart from the fact he was...like a zombie.

He stepped towards her and his eyes flashed too and he rose with her, in the air, and the wind grew louder. They faced each other, as if in a daze, whilst everyone was still on the floor looking at them shocked.

A light surrounded them both, joining them together, silver bonds flowed from the two, still roughly a metre apart as they stared at each other, oblivious to all around them. Their hands met, and a huge wave of power swept over the ground.

Then Dumbledore ran in.

"Labrium Queldontė!" he yelled, and both teenagers fell to the floor, just as Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape ran in to catch them.

The wind ceased and everyone struggled to their feet,

"So it is time..." Dumbledore whispered.