Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, J.K Rowling does.

A/n: This may be my favorite chapter. R&R Enjoy

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A young Draco about five years old in the cold dark castle he called Malfoy Manor with his father,

"Father, why do you say mudbloods so bad?"

"You will not understand until I show you. Come along."

There was a flash. There is Draco is in the park with his father looking upon a muggle family. There is a father pushing the little girl with blonde hair and green eyes on the swing, and the mother looking upon them with a smile.

"I do not understand father," questioned Draco.

"Muggles are inferior Draco, they are not needed on this earth. If you ask me they plague the earth and make it lesser than what it should be. Soon the Dark Lord will rise, and we will no longer have to worry about them any longer.

The father stopped swinging the little girl and pointed at Draco's father. Lucius knew they had been spotted and put Draco behind him. He pulled out his wand and said the killing curse, murdering the mother and the father. The last words Draco heard before apparating were "Mommy? Daddy? Wake up! Please!"

It's two years later. A seven-year-old Draco wakes up from his bedroom with a smile on his face. He runs down to his mother who was eating breakfast at the huge dining room table.

"Good morning Draco" said Narcissa.

"Good morning, Mother, do you know what day it is?"

"No, what is it?" Draco's smiled faded quickly.

"It's... It's my birthday mother." Narcissa looked up at Draco's disappointed face.

"Is it? Hmm." She replied and returned to her dinner.

It's a year later. "You will get it right!" his father shouted, "Do it again"

Draco tried to do ride a broom, but he could not get it to hover. Lucius slammed Draco to the cold stonewall. "You are a disgrace to the Malfoy name!" he began "Go to you're quarters, NOW" Hermione squeezed Draco hand. She could almost feel the pain that was being inflicted on Draco. Narcissa must have heard the racket because she ran outside, and saw Draco running inside. "Don't you think you're being hard on the boy?" she asked. "Narcissa this is none of your concern!" "He's my son too!" The next thing Draco heard was Narcissa's screams coming from his room. The young Draco tried to drown the sounds by putting his head under his pillow. A tear fell from Hermione's eye.

It was few months later. Draco is at a ball and meets a pug-faced black haired girl.

"Hi, I'm Pansy" she began "What's your name?"

"Draco" he replied with look on his faced that said he though she must have been the most hideous thing in the world.

"We are going to get married when we grow up!" she said excitedly as she attached to Draco's arm.

"We are?" asked a disgusted Draco

"Yup, so I say that we start kissing now!" She began to pucker her lips, so much that it made her look like a fish. Hermione looked down at her feet, she really didn't want to see this. But then she realized Young Draco took an apple from a display, and Pansy thought she was actually kissing him. Draco quickly put the apple behind his back before she opened her eyes. "That was the best kiss ever" she replied.

There was other multiple flashes. Memories of going to Hogwarts, being rejected by Harry, being slapped by Hermione, singing "Weasly is our king", kissing Hermione, helping Hermione with the brush incident, all up to the part where he was staring intensely at the fireplace.

Draco was walking into the common room where he saw an envelope with the Malfoy emblem on it. He walked towards the letter and opened it. It read:

Draco,

It will soon be your eighteen birthday, and time to meet the Dark Lord for the Marking ritual. I will be visiting you soon to discuss details.

Lucuis Malfoy

After came memories of the argument they had and the beginning of the journey of the pensieve. Flash.

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Hermione looked into the entrancing gray eyes of the young man standing next to her. She was not scared but entranced. She liked him, maybe even more. She scolded herself saying that you shouldn't fall for someone because their past, but now she understood him. Why he always teased her, his hate for Harry, he was always striving for his father's approval. And now, she knew his secret; he was to become a Death Eater. One side told her to not fall for a future Death Eater. The other said follow your heart.

"I never knew" she began "I was wrong," she admitted. Draco just looked at her. "Why didn't you ever tell anybody?"

"No one ever asked," he answered. "Good night, Granger" he finished as he headed towards his room.

"Malfoy" she called after him,

"Malfoy!" he kept walking.

"Draco!" He stopped and turned around.

When he turned around, he was met by Grangers lips. After a while, he finally kissed her back. He felt warm, and secure, something he hadn't felt ever. As for her, she had this feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't tell if it was fireworks, or if she had to pee. She felt as if they were a perfect fit. After they pulled apart, she smiled. Her moment of serenity were soon interrupted. An icy drawl that resembled Draco's had said,

"If I knew you would have been busy I would of come later Draco…"