Moonlight Sonata | By : TerraBloodstar Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“They're all here, Hermione.” Eriko's voice was quiet, startling the young woman out of her dreamy stare out her bedroom window. As she turned to her friend, the shock passed from one to the other. “Hermione, are you going to be able to fit out the door in that dress?!”
“What?” Blinking, she glanced down – and realized what her friend meant. Unlike the sleek skirts of the kimonos they wore for formal occasions, Hermione could have easily stood two of herself beside her and only then would the skirts be hidden from view. “Oh...yes.”
Though Eriko looked doubtful, Hermione merely stepped forward and opened a second door adjoining the first. Carefully concealed as it was, it seemed more that a piece of the wall was opening instead of another door.
“I find it astounding that one must make the doors to fit the dresses...” The woman muttered, shaking her head as she slipped away to head back to the ballroom. She paused a moment, glancing back over her shoulder. “By the way...from the brief sense I got of the gathering, expect trouble...”
“I would have been disappointed in my ability to read people if you said otherwise, Eri.” Hermione did not quite soothe her friend with her smile, she knew, but after Eriko disappeared around the corner to enter the ball from a side door, there was no backing out.
A breath taken to steady herself and a moment to make sure the spellwork she had prepared in case of an emergency was all in place, Hermione set off down the wide hallway at a calm, ladylike pace that did not reveal her worries.
As she mingled through the crowd, she was thankful for the sheer mass of skirts around her, which provided her more breathing room than she would otherwise have been allowed. So far, there was no trouble at all – though Draco had not yet entered. A glance around the room showed Eriko staring pointedly at her, before giving her only the most subtle of nods.
It was time, then. It had all been planned to perfection, she knew, slowly making her way back towards the main stairs of the ballroom, careful to make it appear as though she were still merely drifting from one group to the next. Reaching the steps, she glanced up as she took her first step. The plan had gone off perfectly, as Draco opened the door at the top just as she did so.
The noise of the room fell silent, as the entire group turned to stare, finding themselves looking at Hermione's face as it lit – no affectation on her part required – at the sight of Draco. His face remained impassive as ever, but as she reached him midway up the stairs, he took her arm to help her turn around, and slid his free arm behind her back, his hand resting upon her hip.
“Good evening, everyone.” Hermione's voice was clear as a bell, light and airy as she looked out at the gathering of their friends – some mutual, others not so much. It was a relief to see everyone was in place at each interval of the room. Molly and Arthur were in the mid left, directly across from Narcissa and Lucius, Eriko directly to the right of the stairs while Akiko was to the left, and Fred and George lurked in the back left corner of the room, while Harry and Ginny stood waiting across from them. The smile she gave at that moment dazzled everyone in the room, her gaze gentle as she spoke once more. “I must thank you for taking this time to join me in celebrating my upcoming nuptuals – I know that many of you have demands on your time that are much more pressing, but it means the world to me that you have come to support our marriage. With that said, let us begin the celebration!”
Draco's hand lifted – as had been rehearsed so many times – just as she finished speaking, signaling the muscians to begin a waltz. But in that split second as the music was only just beginning, the room seemed to explode in violence. Hermione had been waiting for this. Unlike the rest of the family, she knew what a simple movement could cause, and so she was the only one ready as the spell darted towards him. A simple step forward and to the side put her in the proper position, and to the caster's awe she did no more than lift her hand, palm out, and allow the magic to hit it. It did nothing more than disappear in a wave of red, before a crackling pale blue glow slid up her arm and through her.
“...I will assume...that our attacker is less than pleased by our engagement.” Hermione was almost whispering, but even Harry could clearly hear every word she had said. Standing just inside the doorway, Snape couldn't help but be impressed that the young woman had already perfected the voice it took him years to learn. Molly was shocked to find that the red hair Hermione's gaze had yet to leave did not belong to Ron at all. Before she could start through the crowd, however, Hermione began making her way down the stairs, her hand still up.
“You are the last person I ever expected to do something like this...” There were tears in her eyes as she spoke, shaking her head slightly. “I thought you, of all people, would understand. You think so much like me, after all...”
“How could I possibly understand why you would throw your life away on the Malfoys?” A sharp shake of a ginger head, eyes narrowing as she grew closer. “You could have had anyone in the world but him, and yet you seem perfectly content! You've ignored my owls offering to help you find a loophole in the law, and yet you expect me to stand aside and let you do this?”
“I signed the contract. I have chosen my path.”
“And I found a loophole!” The words had Draco frozen in shock. This...this little snot, no more than the dust under his heels, had found a loophole where no others could? His heart started to beat erratically, as he realized that Hermione now had a choice in the matter without undue consequences. “You've lived for the past four years in Japan. If their embassy is willing to claim you as a Japanese citizen, our laws cease to bind you as soon as you are within the embassy, and claim it as your home!”
“But I won't do that. What you have yet to realize is that I want to marry him. That's right!” Her voice grew louder as her gaze raked the room, and everyone in it felt a chill pass through them. “You heard me correctly. I, Hermione Granger, want nothing more of my life than to share it with Draco Malfoy! ...and I am demanding – not asking, but demanding – that you let me live my life in accordance to the most beautiful of my dreams... Percy.”
Author's Note:
I hope that teensy little twist is enough to satisfy you temporarily. I'm getting things in order to leave for Japan on August 31st, so writing has been a bit pushed to the wayside. (I know, shame on me, and I'm so sorry.) Fortunately, James Marsters as Spike in Buffy the Vampire (the musical episode) for some reason made me want to write. A bit of editing and anime-ifying him in my head, and he is a very passable Draco. If only I could draw. For now, I bid you good evening! And enjoy. (Oh yes! And I will be explaining this whole Percy thing later!)
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