Chapter 1: 2004 Hogwarts
"Come on Hermione, we're never going to find an empty compartment," Ron said, tugging Hermione's robes.
"I can't Ron, I'm head girl this year and I have to sit in the heads' compartment," Hermione said, pointing to the compartment they stopped in front of.
"Oh, well, see you later," Ron said, and went off with Harry.
Hermione went into the heads' compartment and saw Draco.
"Malfoy," she greeted.
Draco just nodded and continued to read the book he was so engrossed in. Hermione looked at the book: Abigail Spall and Julian Rouse: What happened?
"I've read that, this year is the one hundred year anniversary of Abigail and Julian's death," Hermione said.
Draco looked at her.
"Yeah, it's interesting," he said.
"Malfoy, is it alright of we're civil to each other this year? We're graduating and there's really no reason to hate each other," Hermione said.
She stuck out her hand to shake and Draco stared at her for a moment. Then he shook her hand. Hermione smiled at him and Draco smiled back. All of a sudden, an electric shock went through their arms.
"What was that?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know, whatever it was, it probably won't happen again. It's best not to think about it," Draco said.
Hermione nodded and they sat down.
That night, Hermione and Draco got taken to their dorm. Professor McGonagall told them that the password was 'history' and that there was only one bathroom. They didn't really mind though. Hermione looked around and suddenly remembered something.
"So you realize that we're the first head boy and girl from Gryffindor and Slytherin since Abigail and Julian?" she asked.
"Are you serious? That's weird. And Abigail was a mud… muggle-born," Draco said.
Hermione nodded.
"That's a little scary," she said.
Draco nodded in agreement and sat on the couch. He got his book and flipped to a random page.
"Come here, read this out loud," he said to Hermione.
Hermione took the book and read:
For the six years before Julian and Abigail fell in love, they hated each other. They refused to be civil and were always calling each other names. The one thing that caused the friendship and eventual love was calling for a truce on the train ride to Hogwarts.
Hermione looked at Draco.
"I think we could be their reincarnations," he said.
"You think we're the reincarnations of Abigail and Julian?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah I do. It could be true, we have so much in common with them. Think about it Hermione," Draco said.
"No way, I refuse to believe that I'm the reincarnation of a girl who foolishly fell in love with a Slytherin," Hermione said.
"Why? I can believe it," Draco said.
"Then you're stupid. We called for a truce, it doesn't mean I'm going to fall in love you because Abigail fell in love with Julian. That was a hundred years ago, before death eaters and Voldemort. If you and I fall in love and decide to get married, I won't have the time to kill myself. The death eaters will do it for me," Hermione said, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Draco wiped away her tears and looked at her.
"Just give it some thought, I will at least," he said.
"I'll think on it, but I won't give it much hope," Hermione replied.
Draco nodded, obviously pleased with her answer.Hermione stood up and walked to her room. She opened the door and screamed. There was a girl standing next to her bed, Abigail. Draco ran to Hermione and pulled her away from the room. He saw Abigail and his face drained of all color.
"Oh god, that was her," he said.
"Yeah, what if Julian is in your room?" Hermione asked.
"Let's go check, come on," Draco said.
They walked over to Draco's room and he opened the door. Julian was sitting on the bed and looked up at them. He saw Hermione and thought she was Abigail for a moment, then he looked behind them. Draco and Hermione turned around and saw Abigail enter the room. She walked to Julian, they hugged and disappeared. Hermione, not thinking about what she was doing, leaned into Draco's chest. She sighed and smiled.
"They're so beautiful together," she said.
"Yeah, did you notice that we look just like them?" Draco asked.
Hermione suddenly jerked up and stepped away from Draco.
"Sorry, I should go to bed," she said.
"Okayl, good night," Draco replied,
Hermione went to her room leaving Draco standing in front of his room. He didn't want Hermione to give up so easily on his theory. Draco went into his room and shut the door. He changed into green flannel pajama pants and didn't wear a shirt. He laid on his bed thinking about how much changed between him and Hermione. Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he heard a crash, then Hermione screamed.