It wasn't supposed to happen like this. For she was Hermione, and he was Draco. She would get Head Girl, and he would just barely miss the mark. (That damned Terry Boot) He would go into Magical Law and she would study to be a Healer- maybe even a MediWitch for the Aurors. (Merlin knew Ron and Harry would need it.) She would be with Ron, her red-headed best friend, and he would be betrothed to a Pureblood girl chosen by his mother. (His father was doomed, and couldn't possibly care less.) Their paths would cross and life would be full of awkward meetings at St. Mungo's and Hogwarts Quidditch games. (Somehow, their children would be best friends.)
It wasn't supposed to happen like this. For she was light and he was dark. But if someone had dared to look closer, they would discover, both were many shades of grey. People are complex creatures, full of secrets and desires; hopes and dreams; and nightmares that haunt the subconscious. People aren't always what they seem, and for some, image is everything. But, fate works in funny ways sometimes, and perhaps, it was supposed to happen like this.