Make Or Break (ON HOLD)

Chapter 9: What Happened?

(Hermione's POV)

I lied awake thinking about everything I just discovered. I just couldn't believe Draco and I used to be friends. I wondered what happened. Why did it change?

I mean I obviously knew he wouldn't recognize me all those years later, but I knew that he and his family were okay with muggles and muggle-borns because they were hanging out with me. So if they were okay with it, then why was I constantly picked on for being muggle-born.

I didn't want to think about it anymore though, so I just stared at the ceiling. Then an odd thought occurred to me. I grabbed my necklace to see what would happen but nothing did. I frowned, thinking about why nothing happened. Then I reached for Draco's again, and was once again swept away by a collage of images.

I pulled my hand back and frowned again. Why does it work when I touch his but not mine? Maybe it only works when someone else touches it. But then why was it so focused on him and his reactions to me? And why did we see the both of us when we both touched them at the same time?

I was broken out of my thoughts when there was a sudden thrashing next to me. Draco was tossing and turning as well as whimpering. I tried to wake him but it didn't do any good. Then just as suddenly as it came, the thrashing stopped.

I looked at him bewildered as tears started streaming down his face. Well, now was as good a time as any to wake him up.

After a lot of shaking and groaning, I finally managed to wake him up. He was still crying and I could tell that it wasn't just a bad dream. I pulled him into a hug and let him cry into my shoulder.

"It's okay. It was just a dream. Everything is okay." I whispered. He shook his head and I rested my head on his and ran my fingers through his hair as I continued to whisper to him. After an hour or so, he finally seemed to calm down enough to talk.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I- I don't want to talk about it." he mumbled. His expression was full of pain and I wracked my brain to find where I had seen that face before.

"Draco..." I sighed. I didn't know what to say. "I'm not going to make you say anything but I am here for you. I trust that you know what you're doing and it's okay if you want to keep it from me just know, I will always be  here for you." I whispered.

I have no idea where that came from. It just sort of... came out.

He looked up at me and his eyes began filling with tears. He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh before explaining.

"My sister and I were messing around on our brooms. She is a much better flier than I am. The Muggle family we were friends with came by for a visit. We were great friends with them but we had to keep it more or less secret because there were some who would hurt us or them should they have found out. They were showing us what a T.V. was and we were playing Clue, amazing game might I add. There was a loud crack and green light. They hid and so did my sister. I helped my parents hide the game and T.V. because we didn't know who it was. I didn't know at the time who it was, but Voldemort stood there threatening us. My parents disagreed with him and only after he used the Cruciatous curse on me and threatened to kill me, did my parents join his side. We departed with my sister in a long, sad goodbye and I would meet her every once in a while and teach her magic." 

"Draco... I am so sorry. I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't. How could you have known?" he chuckled slightly. I didn't know what to do. Just then someone walked inside and hugged him.

"And do you remember what you said to me?" she asked. He nodded slightly and I sat there dumbfounded.

How could I have missed this? There was no way. I mean... I have known... but... ugh.

I looked between the two trying to figure out where I had screwed up. Then I realized, I jumped to conclusions. I thought they had been together before but they hadn't even though they had known each other.

The pieces began falling into place leaving a very startling picture behind.

"Wait you are... that's how... but I thought... oh." I stuttered. I couldn't find the words to say so instead I just sat there as the two of them laughed, just now realizing they both had the same grey eyes and platinum blonde hair.

Wow. I feel like an idiot. They look so similar I can't believe I hadn't noticed before.

My long time rival and my best friend. Nathalia Wood wasn't truly a Wood. 

She was a Malfoy.