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1912 Present meet Past UNDER CONSTRUCTION	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: SOME OF THE EVENTS PORTRAYED ARE BASED OFF OF REAL FACTS AND PEOPLE. I do NOT own any Harry Potter characters.That right goes to the AMAZING J.K. Rowling. I do own some of the made up people and places you will encounter.

Chapter List
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Chapter 2- Charity Ball
Friday, April 6^th, 2001 06:03pm
Draco and his parents apparated in front of the large iron gates which led to the oldest estate in the history of the Malfoy family. Located in Southampton, the estate had been around for centuries dating back to the medieval times. It was renovated in 1349 after the first outbreak of the Black Plague ended. It has stayed the same ever since. There, to the east and west, were connecting towers that gave off the Renaissance feel Draco loved so much. The long pathway that led to the massive castle; that was simply known as ‘The Castle’; had charmed floating candles to light the way. It wasn’t as big as Hogwarts, but it was definitely up there. The two story French doors in the front already had guests lining up with invitations to enter.
As Draco entered he noticed just how antique the inside really was. The last time he stepped foot into The Castle, he was a child. During that time he didn’t really care to appreciate the beauty of the ancient and historical architecture. Making his way to the Great Hall he noticed some famous painting that only the Malfoys owned. Most of them muggle painters like Claude Monet and Jan Vermeer.
He entered the Great Hall, looking around at the hundreds of people already in attendance. The hall was much larger than the one in Hogwarts and it was known to host the most lavish of feasts throughout history.
He spotted Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson chatting away at one of the tables near the front. Draco straightened his tie and walked over to the duo. As he reached them he could already smell the too strong of perfume Pansy was wearing. It burned his nose and had choked him enough to want to turn back. He chose, instead, to muster through and tell his friends hello. But before he could get a word out Pansy saw him. She stopped mid-sentence and leapt onto him. Her long arms wrapping around his neck, pushed his face closer to her. He had to stop a cough that was forming in his throat from the retched perfume stench.
“Drakey-Poo, oh I missed you so much!” she yelled in his ear.
‘Great, this is how I die,’ he thought. ‘Suffocating from that horrid smell I don’t even want to try to identify, while being deaf and hugged too tightly. Maybe this is a good thing, maybe it can get me out of this bloody speech? ‘
“Hello Pansy.” He put his hands on her waste and calmly pushed her off of him, allowing himself to breathe a little more efficiently. “How are you?”
“I’m great, now that you’re here! This party is such a bore. Maybe you can give me a tour of the castle…” she looked around mischievously.
“Alone.”
It wasn’t so much a question as it was a statement.
“I’ve been dying to check out a bedroom… or two… with you.” She winked and slipped a gloved arm around his neck again and stared into his grey eyes with an aroused look on her face.
Draco was in the need of a good shag. It had been too long. But as tempting as it was to whisk Pansy off to a secluded bedroom, he thought better of it. She did look good in her Slytherin green, spaghetti strapped evening gown. The bust of her chest was showing a little…okay a lot more… than was deemed appropriate. But he had more important things to attend to. He also didn’t think he could get it up if he had to smell that bloody perfume any longer than necessary. His eyes were already starting to tear up from being in such a close proximity to it.
“Maybe later” he suggested. “I just got here and-” He started to say, but was interrupted by Blaise and Theo making their way over to him.
“Hey Draco!” Theo said as he peeked around Pansy. “Salazar! What is that horrid smell?” he scrunched his face. “It smells like a burnt hooker that just ate some cherry ice cream… oh hi Pansy.”
Pansy let go of Draco’s neck and placed her hands on his upper arm. She scowled at Theo but didn’t say anything.
Draco had to stifle a laugh as he thought that description was absolutely perfect.
Blaise had a smirk on his face as he leaned over to Theo’s ear to whisper something. Draco, standing closest to Blaise, could hear him tell Theo that it was Pansy’s perfume. Theo made an ‘O’ with his mouth in understanding and tried to change the subject.
“Sooooo… how is everyone doing? Good? That’s good. I’m doing good. Are you good Blaise?”
“I’m doing well Theo, thank you.” Blaise answered. I-” he stopped and seemed to be looking past Draco at the entrance of the hall.
Draco eyed Blaise in confusion. He turned his head to eye the path Blaise was looking in. That’s when he saw her. If anyone saw his mouth, gaped open at that moment, they didn’t say anything.
‘She looked beautiful in red.’ He thought.
He shook his head and cursed himself for even thinking such a thing.
‘How could he possibly think that, Hermione Granger, of all people would look good? Although he had to admit that she had out done herself since the Yule Ball in fourth year.’
He cursed himself again for thinking like that.
‘Everyone was looking at her now just like they did when she descended those stairs all those years ago.’
At that thought he felt a little better. He wasn’t the only one looking in shock so it was okay.
‘It’s not like he likes her or anything. She might not be a mud blood anymore but she was still beneath him and she was still an enemy.’ he concluded his thought, feeling pleased with himself.
“Ugh. Would you just look at her?” Pansy stated in disgust. “Thinking just because this ball is dedicated to mud bloods like her she can just waltz around like she owns the place looking like that! It’s no wonder everyone is looking at her. Such…’ she paused for a brief moment trying to find the right word.
“Filth.” She finished with a scowl on her face.
Draco turned back to his circle of friends. But before he could even agree or disagree to Pansy’s statement. Blaise chimed in.
“I happen to think she look good.”
Theo nodded his head in agreement.
“Ewe! Gross!” Claimed Pansy with a sour look “I would rather clean up after myself than look at her any longer. How could you possibly think that THAT looks good?”
Draco wanted to retort with a good insult ready to go but instead put on a face of indifference. Deciding it was best to just not say anything as it would start an argument he felt he really didn’t need at the moment. He looked at his new watch and changed the subject.
“You guys should find your seats. The announcements should be starting soon and I have to find my parents to meet on the stage.”
The group nodded their heads and said goodbye to Draco. Pansy had slipped in a kiss on his cheek. He nodded back before turning on his heels and walked towards the stage that wasn’t too far from the table his friends sat at.

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Friday, April 6^th, 2001 06:10pm
Hermione looked in awe at the giant castle that stood before her. She, Harry, and Ginny had only just arrived in front of the massive iron gates. She was a little upset that they were running late but she had no one to blame but herself. She realized right before they were about to disapparate, that she forgot her purse with an undetectable extension charm. She had taken to charming all her handbags, well the two she owned, so that in case of emergency she always had everything she needed. The war might be over but one never knows when they will need something important. Normally she wouldn’t care about bringing her small handbag with her but she remembered she placed her wand in it for safe keeping before Harry gave her the bracelet to wear.
As the trio made their way up the lit pathway, Hermione noticed just how much history The Castle had. The stones themselves looked to be over 500 years old. She made a mental note to read more on it when she got home. This weekend will be dedicated to research. It’s been awhile since she has been able to research anything remotely interesting. With no more horcrux’s to study she went back to Hogwarts for her 8^th year. She studied night and day and passed all her N.E.W.T’s with straight O’s. Since then there wasn’t too much else she could study, so she continued to read muggle literature in her spare time.
Hermione walked with the Potter’s to the front doors and handed the Usher her invitation. He was a very tall man with dark brown hair slicked back. He looked at the invitation and then handed it back her. Hermione smiled and said ‘thank you,’ but the man just looked at her and carried on taking the next person in lines invite.
They walked down the long corridor together towards the Great Hall and Hermione thought, out loud, about how beautiful the place was and the art hanging on the walls. She recognized a few artists and wondered how the Malfoys could be so lucky to own one of a kind art from some of the greats. She thought about asking Malfoy about it but thought better of it. The last thing she would want is to have a conversation with that ferret, no matter how much her curiosity nagged at her.
Hermione intertwined her arm in Ginny’s as they continued walking in the direction of the hall. She could already hear the live orchestra playing classical music on the other side. Harry stopped next to the girls and turned to look at them once they reached the door.
“Are you ladies ready for this? There are going to be some people here that don’t like us and-” he started to say but was cut off by Ginny’s squeal of excitement.
The two best friends looked at Ginny with half smiles.
“Yes, Harry. We’re ready! Can we go in now? I want to mingle!” Ginny chirped with excitement and impatience.
“Okay then. Let’s go in.” Harry spoke ask he straightened his suit jacket and took Ginny’s free hand.
The two ushers that were standing there watching, walked up to the doors and grab the very long gold handles pulling both doors open simultaneously.
The trio walked through, the now opened doors, and were greeted to the most wonderful sight Hermione had ever seen. The whole hall was decorated in white and gold. There was a large stage that sat in the front of the room with a glass podium. Four very large gold chandeliers hung from the high ceilings making her feel like she was thrown into the Beauty and the Beast novel. Every table had white linen with gold trim around the bottom edge. Even the silverware was gold. She wondered if it was real gold but before she could bring it up to her friends, she noticed how much quieter the room got.
She looked around and noticed people staring at her with mouths open. It made her feel a little self-conscious and she instantly regretted coming to the event. She was about to turn around and run when she felt Ginny lean close to her left ear.
“Don’t worry Mione. They are staring because you look great. I told you they would drool over you. Even Malfoy, speaking of which, is looking right at you.” Ginny whispered as she pointed her in the direction of the blonde Slytherin.
Hermione snapped her head up to look and sure enough, there he was. Her cheeks flushed like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. The tall, pale, blonde was looking right at her. His mouth was open slightly but only for a brief second before it was closed again. He looked to be having a fight with himself as he turned back around to talk to someone she couldn’t really see. She did noticed Pansy ‘the whore’ Parkinson hanging on Malfoys arm with a disgusted look on her face.
“Come on” Ginny chimed “I think I see Neville and Luna over there.”
Hermione felt Ginny tug on her arm so she followed. She felt embarrassed at her entrance but decided to let it go as she was about to see her friends. It has been a year since she last saw any of her old classmates and she was excited to catch up with everyone.
Sure enough at one of the tables in the front, were Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood. As she approached the table she also noticed Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas starting to stand up.
“Blimey Hermione, you look amazing!” Seamus stated as a matter of fact, walking around the table to hug her. “So do you Ginny! Hi Harry. I guess you look good too.” He shrugged his shoulders as he went in for a hug with Ginny.
Harry let out laughed. “Thanks Seamus. I guess you look good too.”
Both girls giggled as they replied ‘Thank you.’
Dean came up right after Seamus and hugged the two girls.
“Hey! Where’s my hug?” Neville questioned jokingly with a huge smile.
“Hello Neville!” Hermione smiled and took two steps forward to hug him “Hello Luna! How are you guys?” she asked as she broke the hug and nodded to Luna.
“Hello Hermione!” Luna smiled sweetly “Neville here is doing well. I however am a little concerned about all the wrackspurts I’ve been feeling flying around. They love big groups you know, lots of ears to enter.”
Hermione tilted her head in confusion as she watched Luna gaze off like she was looking for something on the ceiling. She shook off the strange face she was making let the topic go. She didn’t want to have an hour long conversation with Luna about another one of her imaginary creatures.
“Hey where’s Ron hiding at?” she heard Dean ask.
Her heart dropped and she froze. Just before anyone could answer she heard Lucius Malfoy’s voice surround the hall. She thanked Godric for the distraction. She really wasn’t up for trying to awkwardly explain how she and Ron broke up about a year ago.
“If everyone could take their seats please, we will be getting started shortly.” Lucius voice boomed from the stage. “We have a few announcements to kick off this wondrous event that will start shortly after dessert is finished. Dinner will appear in front of you in about five minutes. Thank you all for coming today and I do hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.” He concluded and walked off the stage.
Hermione took her seat between Ginny and Luna. She took notice of the program sitting on her plate.
The Malfoy’s Muggle-born Charity Ball:
06:30pm- Dinner is served
07:00pm- Dessert is served
07:15pm- Announcement- By Lucius Malfoy
07:45pm- Announcement- By Draco Malfoy
08:00pm- Dancing
10:55pm- Last song is played
11:00pm- Farewell Speech- By Narcissa Malfoy
Hermione finished reading the program and set it off to the side of her plate. Just as Lucius mentioned, everyone’s dinner magically appeared in front of them. It reminded her of Hogwarts during meal time. She lifted her fork and took a bite of her perfect looking seared salmon. It tasted so fresh in her mouth. She couldn’t recall eating something so delicious in her life.
“The Malfoys really out did themselves for this whole ball.” She exclaimed.
Everyone at her table nodded their heads in agreement as they dug into their food.
Fifteen minutes later she realized she had to pee, so she excused herself from the table and went to stand up. Pushing her chair back, she didn’t realize until it was too late; she felt the chair collide into someone directly behind her.
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