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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 11: I'm Head Boy....

Later on that day, all Hermione would do is stand in the kitchen waiting for an owl to fly to the window, holding the Daily Prophet in it's feet. It seemed like it was taking forever to her. Malfoy was in his room again, with a thousand questions on his mind. And then Harry and Ron were in Ron's room.

"I thought you were going to tell McGonagall about the package?" said Ron.

"I was going to," said Harry, "But it just didn't feel like the right time."

"Harry, you know McGonagall is going to want to know about it."

"Yeah, I know," said Harry with a serious face, but then smiled and eyed Ron with suprise, "But Ron, when have you been all, 'tell McGonagall, it's the right thing to do?' You're starting to sound like something Hermione would say."

"Shut it Harry,"


"Finally!" said Hermione, looking out the window, seeing a brown barn owl come flying towards the window, holding a Daily Prophet. The moment the owl came to the window, Hermione grabbed the paper away from it, gave it a galleon, and started to scan the paper while it flew away.

"Did you find it yet?" asked Ginny, who was standing right next to her.

"Not yet, it has to be somewh-.......HERE IT IS!" said Hermione.

"Well, go on, read it," said Ginny.

"Okay, well, the head line is - THE MALFOY FAMILY- FROM RICH TO WITHER." said Hermione, "now that's a bit bold, but anyway, it says ' Late afternoon yesterday, August 25, a young Draco Malfoy, 17, was found dead in the family house, the Malfoy Mansion.' Well they just went right to the point now didn't they, well, ' Auror's believe he was killed from the Unforgivable killing curse, "It was as if he was trying to run away, and there were no other trace of murder," said an Auror, who's identity may remain anonymous, "He had his broom and a suitcase with him, as if you was going to escape." Aurors all around has informed also that along with Young Draco Malfoy's death, his mother, Narcissa Malfoy, has gone missing, and Lucius Malfoy who's in Azkaban, has gone ill, believeing to be deathly. "One dead, one dying, and one missing." said the Auror, "They're just withering away." Now, to inform everyone, Lucius Malfoy is in Azkaban for being a known Death Eater, and there have been rumors of young Draco Malfoy being forced to follow in his fathers footsteps. "You-Know-Who, we believe, punished young Malfoy for doing wrong, and not doing what he was told......" Hermione stopped reading, she didn't need to anymore, the point was said, yet to Hermione, the point was said very badly.

"They just ramble on," said Hermione, "Practically saying the same thing over and over again, yet in different words."

"Oh well," said Ginny, "You going to show Malfoy?"

"Yeah, might as well," said Hermione, then she looks and sees Ginny smiling at her, and says, "He has a right to know what it says."

So Hermione walks up the stairs towards Malfoy's room, and once she got to the room, she hesitated for a little while, until she then unlocked it with her wand, and then entered. Then the first thing Hermione noticed is Malfoy, looking out the window, with no shirt on. She frowned, she's never saw malfoy without a shirt on before, and at the first time, he looked completely scrawny, as if he hasn't eaten for days, which Hermione didn't get since she's been sending up food for him every day for every meal, then there was the fact that he was pale as a ghost. Then Malfoy slowly turned around, and Hermione noticed he had a frown on his face, and then she saw a scar, comeing from the left side of his chest to so far down his body that it went past the top of his pants, and Hermione didn't want to know where it ended. But Mafloy when noticed Hermione look at him, with a frown on her face, looking at his scar. He quickly turned back around, and looked out the window again.

"What do you want Granger?" said Malfoy, not looking at her, sounding depressed.

"Are you okay?" said Hermione, concerned.

"Why would you say that?" said Malfoy, "You came here to show me the Prophet, didn't you? Just set it down and leave me the hell alone."

Hermione walked up to Malfoy, stode next to him and looked out of the window to see what he was looking at, and said, "No, I'm not going to leave you alone, I don't have to."

Malfoy then looked at Hermione while she looked out the window, and said, "Why? You want to stay? Keep me company?"

Hermione looked at him, smiled, and said, "No, but like you said, I'm here to show you the Prophet, but still, I'm not leaving just like that."

"Damn it Granger, what happened to when you hated me and couldn't stand the sight of me?" said Malfoy, not showing any change in emotion.

"Oh, that's still somewhere in me," said Hermione, "I'm just showing the caring part of me, is that a bad thing?"

Malfoy look back out of the window, and said, "Yes, yes it is,"

"What?" said Hermione, confused.

"I don't like you being like to me, I don't like it when people try to care about me when they don't, it's total bull crap, and I'm tired of it." said Malfoy, who then went away from the window, and sat on his bed, crossed his arms over his chest.

Now, Hermoine can see Malfoy's scar again, but now, Malfoy didn't care. He just sat there, waiting for her to just leave. But Hermione threw the Propet at him and leaned again the wall, and fold her arms, and said, "Read it."

Malfoy took the paper and turned to the page where it had his name in bold letters and began reading it. Hermione can see his expression changing from bein interested, to confused, to digust, then to laughter.

"This is crap," said Malfoy, "This is how everyone is supposed to find out I died? How is this believeable?"

"I don't know," said Hermione, eyeing Malfoy scar, still, until she couldn't help but ask, "How'd you get that?"

Malfoy then looked at Hermione's eyes, which were looking straight at his scar, so Malfoy looked down to his scar, and traced it with his index finger until he got to the top of his pants, and said, with a smile, "I fell."

"You fell?" said Hermione, not believeing what Malfoy said, "No one can get a scar like that from just falling!"

"So?" said Malfoy, "For all you know, I could of fallen and tumbled down a cliff."

Hermione rolled her eyes, and said, "I doubt it Malfoy, now, what really happened?"

"I told you, I fell." said Malfoy with a smile.

"Fine, then why are you so scrawny? I've been giving you food for weeks." said Hermione.

"High metabolism," said Malfoy still smiling.

Hermione, then rolled her eyes, said, "Forget you," said just walked out of the room.

Ginny was just down the hall waiting for Hermione, with her arms crossed against her stomach, Hermione walked towards her but then walked right past her, ignoreing the fact that she was there in the first place, and she want straight to the kitchen, so Ginny followed, without saying a word. Harry and Ron were now sitting at the kitchen table playing wizard chess, Harry was grinning, Ron was frowning, he was losing by the look of all of the his pieces were smashed. Hermione let out a grin and sat at the table right next to Ron, Ginny did the same, sitting next to Harry, both of whom turned and smiled at the girl sitting beside them.

"So," said Ron, looking back down to the chess board, "What have you been up to Hermione?"

"The Daily Prophet came," said Hermione, watching the two play, "I was showing Malfoy the article about his death, that's all, it's a bit poorly written."

"Well, Hermione," said Harry, "We were thinking of going to Diagon Alley soon, the list for our books should be coming."

"Yeah, and while we're there,...... you see I came up with an idea," said Ron, facing Hermione again, with a big grin, as if he was extremely from of himself.

"Really?" said Hermione, with disbelief, "You? came up with an idea? doing what exactly?"

"Well, you know, we're on the hurt, and we'll need supplies in all, so I was saying, while we're there, in Diagon Alley, once and a while, a couple of us at a time go off, and stock up. You know, with Fred and George's shop, their gizmos and stuff, they'll help us," said Ron, still grinning.

"You thought of this Ronald?" said Hermione, smiling back, "You really think Fred and George's stuff in their shop will help us with our hunt?"

Ron looked back at the chess board, stoped smiling, even frowned a bit, and said, "Yeah, well, it was just an idea, they've been coming up with better things in all, since that ring, we can use something like that too, stay safe and all, that's all."

"Actually, Ronald, I think that's a great idea," said Hermione, and Ron, with out looking but, smiled to himself, and blushed, "I mean, you're right, Fred and George's things in that shop can be quit brilliant, so they can be helpful. Okay, let's do it then....... But wait, Harry?"


"Were is everybody?" said Hermione, since she just noticed, looked around the first floor and out the window, no one was anywhere in sight. And it was oddly quite.

"Oh, yeah," said Ron, "Mum, and dad went off somewhere will Bill and Fleur, helping them find a home to move into, and Fred and George are at their shop, so we're the only ones left here, except Malfoy upstairs."

"And we'll being going to Diagon Alley alone? or with your parents?" said Hermoine.

"Well, my mum and dad are coming, so that's why we'll have to sneak off from them," said Ron,

"And look," said Ginny, pointing to the window, where there were three owls coming right towards the Burrow, "The lists are here now,"

Harry then got up from his seat and walked over to the kitchen window and opened it up to let the owls come in. And then when they did, all three of the owls flew in and landed on the kitchen table right in front of the other three. Ron took the letters off the one owl with two letters, from him and Ginny, and Hermione did the same for the owl with her letter, and Harry did the same with the owl with his. They all opened their letters, and suddenly Hermione let out a loud scream.....

"Head Girl? HEAD GIRL?!" screamed Hermione, "I'm Head Girl."

"Oh my God, Hermione, Congradulations, that's wonderful." said Ginny, who walked to the other side of the table to hug her best friend.

"Yeah," said Ron, smiling at her, "You deserve it Hermione,"

Harry, who didn't even noticed the commotion going on, was too busy looking at his letter, with extremely disbelief, He then turned the letter up in his hand for the gold badge, with the letters HB, to fall into his hand. He did it, just like his father, he became Head Boy.

"Harry? mate? are you okay?" said Ron, who just noticed Harry looking dazed out, so he started waving his hand in front of face.

"What? Oh, yeah," said Harry, not taking his eyes off his letter and badge.

""What's the matter?" said Hermione, getting up from her seat and walking around to see Harry, "Something wrong with your letter Harry? What's......OH MY GOD! HARRY! YOU'RE HEAD BOY?!"

"WHAT?!" said Ron, and Ginny, at the same time, with, what seemed to be a mixed of complete shock and happiness put together.

"I'm Head Boy," Harry was more happy then he was in months.