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Blood Ties	By : christineyoung Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 62592 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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A/N: Thanks again for all the reviews. I can't believe that we are up to chapter 21 already.

Chapter 21

The trip to the Great Hall didn't last nearly long enough. She knew that there was no use in putting off the inevitable, but she wasn't ready for the confrontation that was about to happen. She hoped that she could convince the guys to leave the Great Hall. She'd rather explain things to them in private, where there weren't so many eyes and ears on them.

She already knew that their sudden appearance in the Great Hall together was going to attract attention. She didn't feel like being there and attempting to explain things while everyone was watching her.

Malfoy reached over and squeezed her hand briefly as they came to the doors. "It'll be alright," he whispered. "Your idiotic friends will understand and I'm certain that you'll be fine around them. You're a natural."

She smiled weakly and released his hand as he opened the doors. She ignored the whispers and the stares as she made her way to the Gryffindor table. It was hard though, as she could hear everything that everyone was saying as well as what they were thinking.

"Why is she walking with Malfoy?"

"Are they together?"

"That's a sight that you don't see every day."

"Do you think he cursed her?"

"Maybe she fed him amortentia."

"Wow, she looks different."

"She didn't look like that on Friday."

"Wonder what happened to her."

"Look at her hair, beautiful…"

"The things I could do to her…"

Ugh! The last one was Cormac. She could already see that she was going to have to work on some kind of mental shield. He was broadcasting some rather lewd and disgusting thoughts. She trained her eyes on Harry and tried to zero in on him and Ron alone. Although, she could read Ron's suspicion as well as his sudden desire as he took in her appearance. Harry's thoughts were not as loud and his concern was endearingly etched into his face as well as in his thoughts.

She sat slowly across from them and politely cleared her throat. They did smell good, but she found that she didn't want to drink from them. Her throat did burn but not as badly as she'd suspected that it would. She looked up and locked eyes with Malfoy across the hall. The tiny dip of his head signaled that she had his approval. She was doing alright. She could feel his pride thrumming through their bond.

"Hermione," Harry began softly. "I've been so worried about you. Where've you been all weekend? I haven't seen you since Friday in the forest."

"Harry," she began.

"No," he cut her off. "You haven't been on the map either. I've been so worried. Especially when Ginny said you hadn't returned to Gryffindor tower."

Ron was still silent, so she took the plunge. "Can I talk to you guys in private?" She looked pointedly around the room at all the people staring at them.

Harry was contrite as he wiped his mouth with a napkin and folded it. "Yes. You're right," he conceded as he rose form the table.

Hermione stood and walked out of the hall followed by Harry and Ron. She worked hard to block out all the things being said and thought about her. This was going to be more difficult than she thought.

She took them to an empty classroom down the hall. She locked the door behind them and cast a silencing spell. She turned to face her two best friends.

"I didn't come back to Gryffindor tower Friday because Snape caught me leaving the forest," she explained slowly.

"Blimey," Ron said. "Snape caught you?"

"Hermione, I'm so sorry," Harry apologized.

She waved him off. "It's not your fault," she said simply. "He gave me detention to be served that night. The punishment was that I had to help Malfoy brew his extra credit potion."

"Malfoy gets extra credit in potion's?!" Ron thundered.

Hermione laughed weakly. "You seem surprised," she stated matter-of-factly. "Anyway, that's not the worst of it. I'm sure you've noticed my appearance?"

She knew they had, as she could read their thoughts. But she had to keep in mind that they didn't know that she could do that.

"Yes," Harry affirmed. "You look different. Older."

She nodded her head. "There was an accident. It aged me about three years."

"Three years!" Ron whispered. "So, that means you're eighteen."

"Nineteen," she clarified. "I used the time turner enough third year to tack on an extra year. But that's not the worst part."

"What's the worst part?" Harry asked. "What could be worse than losing three years of your life?"

She was humbled by the concern floating in his mind. She could also hear the faint stirrings of guilt. She took a deep breath and plunged in. "I've been magically bonded to Malfoy. Like a marriage, but much stronger."

"Marriage!" Ron roared outraged. "Surely they can reverse it!"

"No," she said sadly. "That's where I've been all weekend. They took both of us to St. Mungo's in an effort to reverse the effects. It can't be done. The top specialists in the field all tried. The effects are permanent."

Harry looked decidedly ill. Ron stood gaping like a fish. She continued on, desperate to be done with this conversation. She hated lying to her friends. "I have to stay with Malfoy now. It causes both of us physical pain to be away from the other for too long. I won't be coming back to Gryffindor tower. Dumbledore has given us a dorm to ourselves."

Ron turned puce. "You mean, you're living with him? Like as in a couple? Are you fucking him?"

Hermione trembled as she fought to hold back her tears. They would give away what had truly happened to her. She tried to block out all the ugly things he was thinking. She couldn't make herself answer the question. He took her silence as an affirmative answer.

"Whatever," he muttered as he turned and unlocked the door. "I hope you enjoy being a death eater's whore. Before he turns you over to you-know-who that is."

She exhaled deeply as he stomped out of the room. She knew that he would react like this. It didn't make it hurt any less though.

"I'm really sorry, Hermione," Harry muttered as he pulled her in for a hug. "This is all my fault."

"No," she whispered, as she melted into his embrace. "It's not anyone's fault. I've just got to do my best to live with it."

"If it makes you feel any better," he said impishly as he pulled back and looked her in the face. "Just imagine Lucius Malfoy's face when he hears that his precious son has been tied to you permanently."

Hermione did laugh at that, mindful to keep her fangs retracted. He would be furious. But then, that would be the least of his concerns since Malfoy was going to be actively working for The Order of the Phoenix.

End Note: So... what do you think? Did i do them justice? Please, keep the reviews and comments coming.
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