Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (unfortunately )
Chapter One
One by one time moves on, never missing a beat. One by one, tears roll down her eyes.
Time is such a funny matter. Thousands and thousands of destinies are intertwined within a framework of time. Purpose and Duty. Choice and luck. Almost feels foolish to believe there is control over such matters of destiny and time.
She slipped the letter back within her pocket, straightened out her robes, and tried to put on a brave face. She was, of course, Hermione Granger; Queen of logic and the Brains of the Golden Trio. She had her part to play in the fight against the dark, as she knew, and she would play her part until the end.
Walking steadily down the corridors leading to the Great Hall, she kept reminding herself of everything she believed in, everything she would fight for; Equality, justice, the ability to hold on to faith and hope, and of course, friendship. Harry and Ron have been the centre of her world for so long. They have been the only people that kept her world from shattering, her morals from weakening, and kept her faith alive.
Despite all this, Hermione sighed as she touched her pocket, they could never know and I will keep playing my role. This is going to be one of the hardest years to come. With that final thought in her head, Hermione walked into the Great Hall, scanned for her friends and sat down with Harry and Ron.
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His world already began to fall apart before school began.
Pacing back and forth, Draco held onto his arm. He never wanted this to happen, he never thought it would actually happen. Looking outside of his beautiful white mansion into his courtyard, Draco grew even angrier. The sun was shining brightly while his world had become dark.
Draco picked up a book, "Hogwarts: A History", and threw it against the wall. This is ALL their Fault, Draco screamed while no one could hear. Them and their stupid righteousness. Not everything is fuckin black and white. Not everything is their business. I hate Them.
Feeling drained, Draco collapsed on his bed. Why did they have to do this to me? IF they could have just stayed at Hogwarts, instead of stick their nose into something that was bigger than them, my dad would not be in jail. If my dad was not in jail, then perhaps Voldermort wouldn't have a newfound vengeance, then perhaps I wouldn't be blamed for my dad being caught. I can't believe he is actually using me, I'm just a child. Ha, while, come to think of it – it has just been a child that stopped him from gaining power. Rather pathetic if you stop to think about it.
Regardless, Draco had given up his tantrum. It would make no difference. Its not like I have a choice. A choice was a privilege that Lucius had never granted his only heir, so its not like he didn't grow up doing what had to be done. But this time it was different, this time there were actual lives at risk, not just punishment he would face for disobedience.
Draco gulped and attempted to solidify himself. "I have a mission. I have no choice. I have a mission. I have no choice. …. My dad may deserve what is coming to him, but I can not let my mom die for my failure. I have a mission. I have no choice"
Finally, Draco attempted to push all thoughts out of his head well he packed his bags to start a new year at Hogwarts.