I ship Dramione all the way — and Jk Rowling created them
The Pact
With a flash of white light, they are sucked into their characters.
Summer before first year of Hogwarts - 1991
Tom's Pov
The sucking motion careened us forward, and we fell down, my face shrunk from that of a 11 year old, it wasn't painful really. Emma's face had changed from that of a woman to an adorable little girl; I couldn't hold on to Emma. Oh, God; Emma! I know I can't hold on to her. " We need to make a pact, Promise me that no matter what happens... when we find each other we address each other; only when alone, by our true names. Promise me we can make it through this." My voice cracked and became that of my formative years. Emma!
Emma's Pov
We tumbled downwards like Alice in the Rabbit hole. Tom's face screwed up and then I felt myself get younger. Our faces had changed back to adorable and our bodies became prepubescent it felt like things were on Rewind. All of a sudden I felt Tom start to slip. Clinging to him took so much effort. I was so tired and then I made him a promise that I wouldn't forget. One that would haunt us till we got out of Rowling's head, but we did it anyway.
Emma and Tom's Pov
We were ripped from the hands of our friend, our pact made... we will meet I know it!
