Sorry I've been so long updating but I had writers block and also a lot going on. I'll explain at the end of the chapter. But for now, enjoy :)

Chapter Ten

Change of Views

The next day Harry and Hermione were holed up in the Library. They had just had Defence and had been focussing on the dark artefacts and their history. One of the artefacts was the veil.

All of the dark memories from the day Sirius fell through it came rushing back and Harry had had a breakdown in the middle of the lesson. It was only when Sirius in his dog form had cuddled up to him that he calmed down enough for Hermione to guide him out of the lesson to talk to him.

The two were now sat at the back of the Library under the impression that their conversation was private and that no-one was listening.

Draco Malfoy returned from the hospital wing after he was injured in an accident during Quidditch Practise. He looked at the time and sighed. He couldn't be bothered to go to class so wandered off to the library.

Once there, he slunk towards the table he usually used for privacy only to find it was occupied. By the Potter brat and the immortal Gryffindor. Sighing, he hid behind a bookshelf and decided to wait until the two Gryffindors left.

"Why me, Hermione?" Harry asked, his voice full of anguish. "What did I ever do?" Hermione sighed and pulled her best friend into her arms. "I know, Harry, I know." She whispered.

"I mean, first my parents are killed by a mad Blood Purity hypocrite, then I was left with relatives that treated me no better than a house elf!"

"And top that off, I come to school, my safe haven, and find that the same mad man is out to kill me! Let alone the fact I'm the only one that can kill him! I'm seventeen!" Harry raged, tears running down his cheeks and his face flushed in anger.

Hermione gathered him into her arms and rocked the boy-who-lived as he wept and let out all the anguish he held inside.

Draco watched from his hiding spot as the Great Harry Potter fell apart. He had never stopped to think about how the 'Saviour's' life was really like; the burden he carried. He lowered his head and rested it against the bookshelf.

"Shh, it's alright. I will always be here." Hermione cooed. "Really?" Harry asked, his vulnerable showing. Hermione smiled at him. "Of course. Why don't you come live with me, in Gryffindor Manor? It's not like anyone can find it." She suggested.

Harry stared at her. "Really? Are you sure you don't mind?" Hermione smiled sadly. "Why would I mind? It's lonely with just two house elves as company. Besides, are you sure you don't mind living with an eleven year old me?"

Harry looked down at the table. He had forgotten that she de-aged every seven years. It hit him that his Hermione, Hermione Granger, couldn't be with him for the rest of his life as an adult. At least not as she was now. No, she had to go on alone.

Draco watched the two friends and clenched his fists in jealousy. He had never had someone who cared about him that much. Except from his mother, but she was gone now. He saw to that.

"That Mione. I need to go to class." Harry smiled, kissing Hermione's forehead lovingly. Hermione smiled and ruffled his hair. "Anytime. You know I'm here for you." She told him. With another dazzling smile, Harry ran off to Divination.

Hermione leaned back in her seat and smirked. "I know you're here, Malfoy. Your magic signature told me as soon as you entered the room." She called. Draco gasped and stepped out from his hiding place.

"How…?" He muttered. "Hogwarts and I have a bond. After all, my parents did help build it. Their magic, and therefore my own, is woven into the very stone of the castle." Hermione explained, motioning to the masonry that formed the walls.

Draco huffed and took a seat opposite her. "Is Potter's life really that bad?" He asked after a moment of silence. Hermione looked him in the eye. "Yes. Harry has had to suffer so much. Yet, somehow, he is still standing tall and strong." She said, an affectionate smile lighting her beautiful features.

"I…I never knew that. I always thought he got what he wanted. I mean, he is the famous 'Chosen One'. Draco replied. Hermione's smile turned sad. "Nothing is ever as it seems, Draco. I think you know that."

Draco put his head in his hands. "Do you want to talk about it?" Hermione asked. "My father, he's always groomed me to be a Deatheater. He taught me from a young age how evil Muggles are, yet I could never see it." Draco began.

"Before I came to Hogwarts, his lessons turned brutal to the point where I was hit if I disobeyed him or my mother was threatened." Draco turned away as he felt tears prick his eyes.
"Draco?" Hermione called softly. "He killed her. He killed my beautiful mother this summer. All because I refused the Dark Mark." He told her, his voice choked from the strain of holding back tears.

"Tell me about Narcissa." Hermione requested, resting her chin on her palm to listen. Before he knew what he was doing, Draco was telling her everything.

"What was your mother like?" Draco asked once he finished. Hermione sighed happily as memories drifted across her mind. "My mother was a wonderful woman. She was so kind, compassionate and was extremely smart."
"You know, she loved this library. She stocked this room herself, I helped her at times. My father, he would do anything for my mother. He would shower her with gifts and was always saying he loved us. He was so brave and loving. He loved to help people."

Hermione shut her eyes as the memories of her mother's kind eyes and smiling face and her father's deep laugh and twinkling eyes filled her.

"So, what's your favourite subject?" Draco asked randomly, breaking the silence between the two. Hermione laughed and the discussion soon changed to lighter things.

The two talked long into the day, lessons forgotten. The day flew by, but time had no hold over the two. They soon fell into the realms of friendship.

The bell far away began to chime, letting the two students know it was time for dinner. "Wow, that time already? We'd better go." Hermione gasped, grabbing her bag. "Hey, Granger. I had a nice time today." Draco smiled. Hermione grinned back at him. "Yeah me too, Draco."

Please Read and Review. Hope you enjoyed that. Anyway, as I said, I've had alot going on. I did my GCSEs and got 8 Cs and 4 Bs, I managed to get into 6th form to do Psychology, Physics, English Media and English Language. On top of all that, my beloved Staffie, Belle, was diagnosed with a Brain Tumour two months ago. They only gave her a month, but she lasted two. She finally passed away two, three on saturday, weeks ago. We all miss her. So, I hope that you're not mad at me and enjoyed the story. I will update soon and I will try to finish each Fan Fic before I update another. Stay tuned!