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Chapter 4: Reflections


Seventh year

"So, let's call a truce," Draco Malfoy said to Hermione. They were the Head Boy and Girl and they were in their common room. They had the big room to themselves and they were happy about that.

"Yes, let's call a truce, we won't have to speak to each other and we won't have to talk to each other at all and there wouldn't be any problems at all," Hermione said as she held her hand out for him to shake.

"We won't have to touch each other either, now would we?" Draco said, looking down at her hand in disgust.

Hermione looked down at her hand as well and quickly pulled them back behind her. "N-no, no, of course not," she said, her face feeling hot as she blushed in embarrassment.

"Good, now, we have a deal," he said and went to the Head Boy's bedroom, leaving Hermione to take in what just happened between her and her worst enemy for the past six years. She was somewhat relieved. Confused, but relieved.


"So, how was your first day with the bloody ferret?" Ron asked her the next day as they were walking to breakfast.

"Charming," she responded sarcastically. "I tried to call a truce with him—" she started.

"'Mione, you know there's no compromising with Malfoy for god's sake!" Harry said.

"I know, but I just wanted to be civil to him at least this once," she said as they entered the great hall.

"You're too nice, 'Mione, that's why I-erm, I mean we, uh... Harry and I, love you," Ron said. This scared Hermione a bit.

"Oh," she said hiding her fear, "well, I love you...guys as well!" she said. They sat down in their usual spot as Hermione was always squished against Ron and Harry. She have gotten used to it, but now especially, she actually loved the feeling now, as it would be her last year with them. Or was it?


A couple of years later...

Hermione was walking through Hogsmead with about five shopping bags in her hand and decided to head over to the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer. Upon entering, she saw her best friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter already having about two butterbeers and wanting more.

"Harry, Ron!" Hermione said excitedly as she ran up to them and gave them a big hug each, but for Ron, she snuck a kiss on the cheek for him.

Harry saw this and whispered to Ron, "so I see you haven't told her yet mate."

"Told who what?" Hermione asked, thoroughly confused.

"I, uh...erm...um...what are you talking about Hermione?" Harry and Ron asked her.

"But you—" Hermione started.

"'Mione, have a butterbeer, you need it," Ron said, patting the seat next to him. Hermione reluctantly took the seat next to him. She felt the old 'squished-between-my-best-friends' feeling coming back to her from seventh year.


After a while, Hermione wanted to go back home to get some rest. She had a huge headache and wanted to lie down in her own bedroom.

"I'm going home, I have a headache," she told them.

"Why you goin' 'Mione?" Ron asked her sadly, too sadly for his taste.

"I have to go home Ron," Hermione said to him. He got up from his chair and clung on to her legs like a five-year-old. "Ron! I have to go home!" Hermione said while trying to shake him off of her legs.

"Don't leave me Hermione!" Ron said to her. "I... I... I..." Ron started.

"You what Ron?" Hermione asked him.

"I-I-I love you Hermione!" Ron yelled. Every single sound in the pub ceased and everyone focused his or her attention to Ron and Hermione.

"What a nice way to say it Ron!" Harry said to him as Hermione looked at Ron with such affection.

"You what?" Hermione said softly. "Since when?"

"Since our second year when you were petrified and you were in the hospital wing," he explained to her.

"Really?" she asked him with tears in her eyes.

He finally let go of her leg and got on one knee. "Hermione, I have loved you and will continue to love you for as long as I live. Through out all of the arguments that we have had, I never wanted them to happen. It was my way of saying I care about you. You make me the happiest person on Earth with you just being around me for a little while. I want you to make me happy by just answering me this question," Ron said to her.

"What is it?" she asked him.

"Will you make me even happier and will you marry me?" Ron asked and pulled out a velvet box from his pocket and revealed the most beautiful ring Hermione has ever seen. It was a sterling silver ring with a heart-shaped diamond and two small heart-shaped rubies on both sides of the diamond.

"So, will you?" Harry asked Hermione.

"Shut up Harry," the pub said, including Hermione and her tear stained face.

"Will you, Hermione?" Ron asked her confidently.

"Oh, Ron, of course I will!" Hermione said as she jumped on him and gave him his first kiss and a hug. The crowd in the pub burst into applause.

"What a touching moment!" Harry said as he wiped a single tear off of his face.


Two weeks after the proposal...

Hermione walked into the old familiar place where she got her school robes. Now, she was here to get her wedding dress fitted. Upon entering, she saw Draco and Mr. Malfoy talking softly to each other.

"So, I didn't know the dark lord had a daughter. I never knew about this. I also heard that filthy mudblood is getting married to the Weasel," Draco said to his father.

"Did you know that she had something to do with Peter, who helped kill the Potters?" Lucius asked his son.

"No, I didn't," Draco responded. "But I do know this," Draco continued, "If Potter went after her, he'd kill her, and we need her to plot Potter's murder," Hermione heard Draco tell his father. Hermione looked horror struck as she backed out of the store.

"Leaving so soon?" Binta Roberto, the owner of the store, asked her. "I thought you wanted your dress fitted?"

"Yes, I c-came for my dress," Hermione said with her voice trembling.

"Okay, so come on, my dear," Binta said to her as she led Hermione into the back room.


Two hours later...

"I love it!" Hermione exclaimed happily. "Thank you so much!" she said as she twirled around in her dress. She went to give Binta a hug.

When she was leaving, she bumped into Draco, or shall I say, he bumped into her. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the little mudblood," he spat nastily.

"Bug off Malfoy," Hermione said bitterly and exited the store at once. She remembered what she had overheard about Voldemort's daughter. She was horror struck, so she went to Harry for help.


"I need your Marauder's Map," Hermione told him anxiously as she entered his house without being invited to do so.

"What for?" Harry was worried about his friend's anxiousness.

"I just need to see where... Ron is," she lied quickly. He eyed her suspiciously before handing it to her.

She pulled out her wand and tapped on the map. "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." Instantly, the map began to fill of words, places and people. Harry started to look for Ron's dot while Hermione, on the other hand, looked for a dot whose last name was Riddle.

"This can't be possible," Harry says to her.

"What can't be possible?" Hermione asked him.

"Well, first off, here are our dots," Harry explained, then pointed to two dots, one labeled Harry Potter and the other labeled Hermione Granger. "And, it shows that Ron is right behind us. This can't be right," he added in pure disbelief.

"The map never lies Harry," a voice said behind them, snatching the map from their hands. Startled, Harry and Hermione turned around to the mysterious person.

"Ron!" they said at the same time.

"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked, without greeting her fiancé.

"What kind of greeting is that Hermione? I thought you'd say something like 'hey sweetie, how and when did you get here?'" Ron said, feigning sadness.

"Oh, sorry Ron," Hermione told him, standing up to give him a hug.

"That's better," Ron said happily.

"I have to go somewhere," she told Ron, as he looked disappointed at her.

"Why Hermione?" he asked dismally.

"I have to... get something for...the wedding," Hermione lied. Feeling secure with her lie, she added, "Yes, of course, for the wedding. I'll see you later?" She pecked him on his lips, pecked Harry on the cheek, and quickly headed for the door, her wand in her pocket, map in her hand and ready for action.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?" Ron asked Harry in a confused way. Harry just shrugged off Hermione's weird behavior.

Meanwhile, Hermione was in Diagon Alley, scanning the map for a possible dot named Riddle. She finally saw it, Whisper Riddle, in Flourish and Botts. She angrily strode over to the store. When she entered it, she looked at the map once more; she saw her dot directly behind a dot labeled Whisper Riddle. Tapping her wand and saying "mischief managed," she turned to the silky blonde-headed girl and tapped her on her shoulders.

"Yes, may I help you?" she asked this stranger.

"Do you know A filthy rat named Peter Pettigrew?" Hermione asked her in a nasty tone of voice.

"Yes, he is my accomplice, why do ask?" Whisper asked her.

Pulling her by the arm, Hermione said, "you and I need to talk." Reluctantly, Whisper followed her into an empty store. She put a silencing charm on the store and prepared for her actions. "You and your filthy accomplice killed my best friends parents!" Hermione screamed angrily, menacingly taking steps forward as Whisper backed up, pointing her wand in her face.

"Oh, you're the filthy mudblood my father's faithful servant has been talking about. Well, well, what a pleasant surprise!" Whisper spat nastily.

"I am not a mudblood, you bitch!" Hermione said heatedly, this causing her to shout out "rictushempra," (a/n: I sure hope I spelled that right, I thought of it while thinking of the second Harry Potter book) as Whisper flew across the room and landed flat on her face.

Whisper coughed up blood. "Ooh, you've done it now!" she said angrily as she wiped her nose with her hand. She hastily took out her wand and shouted a spell that knocked Hermione off of her feet. Hermione flew with such force that she slammed into a wall and slid off of it. She quickly regained her balance and pointed her wand at Whisper shakily. But before she could react, Whisper shouted, "expelliarmus," which caused Hermione's wand to fly out of her hands. Whisper took this opportunity to walk over to her. "Say goodbye mudblood," she said evilly.

Hermione was bending down to retrieve her wand while looking Whisper directly in her eyes. When she finally got it, she then shouted, "expelliarmus." Whisper's wand flew out of her hands. "Now, you're unarmed," Hermione said nastily.

"Ooh, I'm so scared!" Whisper said sarcastically.

"You should be," Hermione said, eyeing her evilly. "Petrificus Totalus!" she screamed. Whisper stood still and she fell over and landed with a heavy thud. After a while, Whisper began to regain consciousness.

Finally, after she stood up, Whisper whispered harshly, "you'll pay for that you know!"

Hermione did something that she will regret in her future. With a shallow, deep breath, she shouted, "avada kedavra." Whisper let out a horrible scream of torture and pain, and finally, she fell with a heavy thud.

"That was for you participation in making my best friend's life a living hell!" Hermione shouted angrily as a single tear dripped down her face. She calmed herself down as she dragged Whisper into a closet and stuffed her there. Her intentional plan was to tell no one about what she did.

She lifted the silencing spell on the store and exited it as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. Just as she walked out of the store she, unfortunately, ran into Lucius and Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy," Hermione said coolly. They gave her a death glare.

"Filthy mudblood," Draco mumbled, but she heard him.

"I am not a mudblood!" she shouted angrily. "I talked to you friend. Whisper?" she told him. "We've had a rather interesting conversation," she revealed.

"What did you do to her?" Lucius asked her, while taking out his wand and pointing it at her face. She laughed evilly and snatched his wand from him. She broke it into two pieces and handed it back to him with self-confidence.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, I just gave her an unforgivable curse, that's all," Hermione told him honestly. The death curse is unforgivable.

"If you ever laid one filthy hand on her precious clothing—" Draco started.

"What will you do about it?" Hermione asked him, challenging him.

"You'll surely pay for it!" he answered her. She began to laugh evilly.

"You silly boy!" Hermione told him, "your threats no longer intimidate me."

"Why you little—" Draco started.

"Mudblood, you were going to say?" Hermione asked him. She angrily slammed them into a wall, picked up a fairy huge rock and slammed Draco's head against it, and did the same with Lucius. "I killed her, that what I did!" Hermione revealed quietly, making sure no one heard her. "Now that you know, I shall stop you from blabbing it to your precious servant!" She took out her wand and said, "obliviate," which was the spell to erase one's memory.

Without further hesitation, she took out the map, tapped on it with her wand and said, "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." As the map began to fill up with the required information, she looked around her to see if anyone saw what she did. When the map was finished, she scanned it for her dot. When she located it, she began to look for Harry and Ron. They were pacing around in Harry's house. She looked for Whisper Riddle and her dot began to fade. When it vanished, she turned her attention to Harry's house again. She found that they disappeared from his house.

"That can't be," she said in disbelief. According to the map, Harry and Ron should be either directly in front of her or directly behind her. She turned to behind her and found no one, but when she lowered the map and turned to in front of her, there they were, Harry and Ron were right in front of her.

"Are you all right Hermione?" Harry asked her.

"W-we were worried when you didn't come back. We figured it wouldn't take so long to get something for the wedding," Ron told her in a quavering voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry for worrying you two, I just had to take care of... business, it's no big deal," she told them half-and-half. She half lied and half told the truth. She did have business to take of, and she was doing it for her own best friend, although she did do a serious crime. "I'm fine though,' she told them.

"Y-you have blood on your nose," Ron told her. She hastily wiped her blood from her nose.

"Oh, thanks," she told him as she kissed him on the cheek.


This was all about a month before Hermione was locked up in a dungeon on her own wedding day.

"Oh, somebody, help me!" she screamed through thick tears.


A/n: Okay, well, that was the end of chapter four. I know, I know, it went off subject a little bit, but that was the best I could do. It's the longest of my chapters so far, being eight pages and all. I'm so sorry for not updating in a really long time; I was extremely busy. I hope you like it, and as always, read and review, they made my story become what it is now, so help me out some more! Thanks! :)