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A Change of Thought by glorygirlXOX14

Format: Novella
Chapters: 11
Word Count: 17,430
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Drama, Mystery, Romance
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco
Pairings: Draco/Hermione

First Published: 08/04/2006
Last Chapter: 07/11/2007
Last Updated: 07/11/2007

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THANK YOU HP_RULES FOR THE BANNER!!!Hermione doesn't want any trouble to happen with Harry and Ron.  She wants as many people safe as possible, even Draco Malfoy. And Draco doesn't want to be the kind of guy he was raised to be anymore. He first just wanted to live, now his only choice is to be dead to everyone. OVER 6600 READ! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW, it really helps me!!

Chapter 8: Neither do I

"We're here," said Mr. Weasley, "You're parents graves are right there."

Mr. Wealsey pointed forward to the spot where there was a conjoined gravestone, under a giant dead willow tree. The gravestone was a statue of two angels, one male, and one female, standing, holding eachother in their arms. It was cracked in many places and looked like moss and ivy were growing all over it. Harry walked over to it, nobody saying a word, and be bend down and uncovered the the plaque on the base, and read it, and it said:

"Laugh your heart out, dance in the rain,

cherish the memories, Ignore the pain,

love and learn, forget and forgive,

because remember you only have

one life to live."

In Loving Memory

James Potter    &     Lillian Potter

April 14, 1960-         May 15, 1960-

Oct. 31, 1981           Oct. 31, 1981

Devoted friends...........even better parents.


When Harry finished reading, he closed his eyes and put his hands to the ground, and started crying. Hermione and Ron walked over to Harry and bend down to the ground with him again and read the plaque, while comforting him.

"Harry, don't cry," said Hermione, "it's okay, and look, the gravestone is beautiful."

"Yeah Harry," said Ron, "cheer up mate."

Hermione then was tapped on the shoulder, and she turned around, and Malfoy was standing right up behind her, with a very cerious look on his face, jesturing for her to come with him. He look a bit scared. Hermione got up, and Ginny went to take her place in comforting Harry, and Hermione walked behind the willow tree, not faceing anyone.

"What?" said Hermione.

"Shhh!" said Mafloy, "keep it quite, I need to say something."

"Now, come on Malfoy," said Hermione, staying in her normal tone, "what is it?"

"I mean it Granger, keep it down," said Malfoy, "I'm serious."

"Fine," said Hermione in a whisper, "what?"

"This place," said Malfoy, looking around, "I-I-I just don't like being here, Its-Its just, I feel wrong being here, something doesn't seem right."

"Why would say that?" said Hermione.

"It seems familiar," said Malfoy.

"What seems familiar?" said Hermione.

"Walking into the graveyard, walking all the way in here, that gravestone, its all familiar, like I've been here before." said Malfoy. Hermione can now see even more fear in his eyes.

"It's a graveyard Malfoy," said Hermoine, "There are a lot of graves here, and a lot of people have been here before to visit them, you possibly have been here before, to visit some dead relative."

"No, it's not like that," said Malfoy, "I remember coming here, when I was little, with my mum and my uncle, when all of this crap whole was a decent graveyard. They did something, something near this tree."

"Why are you doing this?" said Hermoine, "We came here to visit Harry's parents, why do you have to be all negative right now?"

"I'm not trying to be negative Granger," said Malfoy, "I'm being serious."

Malfoy, then walked to the trunk of the tree, felt around it, and what looked like him seeing if there was a spot on the bark that came off.

"What are you doing now?" said Hermione.

"Shhh!" said Malfoy, and then all of a sudden, Malfoy pulled out a large piece of the tree bark, "Granger, give me my wand?"

"What? No" said Hermione.

"You have it don't you? I just need it for one second." said Malfoy.

"I said no Malfoy," said Hermione, "I'm not about to just hand over your wand."

"Fine Granger," said Malfoy, "Then you take out your wand and point it at the trunk."


"Granger, come on."




"What's going on here?"

Harry Ron and Ginny came walking around to them, all with their faces looking confused.

"Hermione?" said Ron, "Why were you two yelling?"

"It's nothing," said Hermione, "Malfoy just wanted me to point my wand at the tree. Where is everyone else?"

"They went over to visit one of Mr. Weasley's old friend's grave, and why would Malfoy want that?" said Harry.

"I have no clue." said Hermione.

"Well," said Malfoy, everyone confused of his where abouts, so Hermione pointed to Malfoy's direction, "Since I can't keep this quite, I'll just say it. I was trying to tell Granger to point her wand to the tree to she can open it."

"What?" said Harry.

"Open it, something is wrong here, and I might now why, if just someone will just point their fucking wand at this tree, and try to open it!"

"Why should we?" said Ron, "How can we trust you that anything is even in this tree?"

"Fine," said Hermione, "I'll do it."

Hermione then turned to the tree, took out her wand, pointed it to the spot on the tree that Malfoy tore off the bark and a flash of blue light came out of her wand and suddenly, a small hole blasted open. Malfoy then shoved his arm in the hole, and then when he took out his arm, there was a small package in his hand. Harry quickly took the package away from Malfoy, and started to examine the outside of it.

"What is this?" said Harry.

"I don't know," said Malfoy.

"Then how did you know it was in there?" said Ron.

"I knew something was in the tree, I just didn't know what it was," said Mafloy, "It happened a long time ago, I can't remember every last detail."

"What happened a long time ago?" said Ron.

"My mum and Uncle Regulas came here to hide something from the Dark Lord," said Malfoy.

"Did you say Regulas?" said Harry, "Regulas Black?"

"Yes I did Potter," said Malfoy, "He died not much after that too."

Harry tried to open the package but the paper on the package wouldn't rip, not even a budge.

"And knowing my uncle, it won't just open by tearing it open with your hand," said Malfoy, so Harry took out his wand, "And I really think you shouldn't do that either."

"And why not?" said Harry, "I don't need to listen to you,"

"Harry," said Hermione, "Don't you think that it can't really be that easy, I mean, if Malfoy's right and Regulas put it there, something horrible can really happen."

Harry thought for a moment, and Hermione was right, and he knew better to not listen to her, so he put the package in his pocket. And he had a really big hunch what would be in there, and he knew, the last time he tried to find it, someone was killed.

"Fine," said Harry, "I'll wait, but just please, no one, and I really mean no one tell the others about this." Harry took out his wand, and repaired the tree so it looked like the way it was beforehand, "I mean it Malfoy."

"Why Potter, still can't trust me can you?" said Malfoy.

"Why should I?" said Harry, "One minute you're all evil, and in the next, you're helping us. I don't know what part of you to trust."

"Neither do I Potter," said Malfoy, he then took a glance at Hermione, and said again, "Neither do I."