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A Witch's Tale	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 27756 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Harry Potter books which are owned by JKR. I make no money from this fanfic and these characters as well as the Harry Potter books and world belong to JKR!

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Monday Evening
Hermione was stunned. "You know?"
Lexie rolled her eyes and declared with her southern twang, "of course, I know!" She shook her head. "Draco may not be big news over here, but he's really big news over there and I checked him out." She continued. "I got my hands on some British wizarding magazines and there were prominent articles about him as well as Harry, and you of course and Severus as well. I read them all."
"Why didn't you tell him you had read about his involvement?"
"He needs to tell me that on his own. I just don't understand why he hasn't told me." She added, perplexed.
"Don't you though? According to Theo, Draco is drawn to you partially because you know the Draco of 2002 and not the Draco of his Hogwarts days. You know him as the man he has become and not the misguided purist he used to be. That's got to be refreshing to him."
Lexie thought for a minute as she sipped her wine. She said quietly and curiously, "Is he really that different?"
Hermione made a face, "He was completely different, Lexie. Although, I think the Draco he is now is the Draco he wanted to be growing up. He didn't realize he had a choice. He was in a tough situation being raised by Lucius Malfoy and then he had Voldemort living in his house!"
Hermione stared at the counter as she remembered flashes of her interactions with him at Hogwarts, then in the manor when she, Harry and Ron were captured. She looked up at Lexie. "It was all just beyond terrifying and terrible for everyone, Lexie. Draco and Harry just came at it from different sides."
Hermione stood and went back to the stove to find the pot of water boiling. She added the pasta and stirred the simmering sauce. Lexie was watching her absently, "Well, I love the man like a brother, no matter what he did back then."
Just then the witches heard the sound of Hermione's front door open and turned to see Draco strolling in. "What's for dinner?"
Hermione shook her head in bemusement. He strolled into the kitchen with a cocky swagger and Hermione giggled picturing him and Blaise walking into The Pussycat Lounge with that same swagger.
Draco kissed Lexie on the cheek, grabbed a wine glass and poured himself a glass. He looked at Hermione, noticing the smirk on her face."What? What are you grinning at?"
Hermione turned to him and smiled devilishly. "Oh, just picturing you and Blaise the night you met Lexie at The Pussycat Lounge."
Draco turned to Lexie. "You couldn't wait to tell that story could you?" He teased her.
Lexie replied, simply. "She asked."
Draco walked over to the sauce and picked up the spoon, tasting it. "Not bad."
Hermione turned to him and slapped his wrist, taking the spoon away. "What is wrong with you! Seriously!" She shoo'd him out from in front of the stove. "Didn't you already eat dinner?"
He looked at her incredulously. "That was hours ago!"
She nodded towards the bar. "Go over there and bother Lexie."
He did as instructed and sat next to Lexie. "So, what else have you witches been chatting about? Or have you been talking about me all evening. Not that anyone could blame you if you were. I mean I am devilishly charming and strikingly handsome."
"and exceedingly humble." Lexie added, deadpan.
"and a total prat." Hermione added as she stirred the sauce.
Draco laughed. "Ahh, you both love me." Draco was clearly enjoying the company of his best female friend and Hermione, who was becoming a really good friend as well.
Hermione pulled the bread out of the oven. "Here, make yourself useful and slice the bread." Draco did as instructed as Hermione drained the pasta and prepared three plates.
The three of them polished off two bottles of wine as they talked about Texas, Poppinstock, Ilvermorny, and Hogwarts.
"So, Slytherins and Gryffindors didn't get along?" Lexie asked, grinning as her two friends made faces of disgust at each other.
"Well, they still don't. The Gryffindor, Slytherin rivalry goes back hundreds of years. Gryffindors are too impulsive, headstrong and foolhardy."
Hermione retorted, "No, we're loyal, brave, and chivalrous."
Draco coughed out, "reckless," into his hand.
Hermione threw her napkin at him. "Well, at least we aren't cocky, sneaky, and conniving!"
Draco ducked and retorted, "Uhh no, that would be ambitious, intelligent and cunning."
"Well, we certainly aren't self righteous bigots!" Hermione quipped, instantly regretting what she said and turning pink as she picked up her wine glass to take a sip.
Draco's smile faltered and he sighed, trying to disguise his discomfort. He noticed Lexie had become uncomfortable as well and he suddenly realized Hermione might have told Lexie about his involvement in the war. He paled at the thought. He looked at his watch. "Wow, it's getting late."
Lexie smiled at him and took his hand, noticing his discomfort. "Since when do you consider 9:30 late? And, you haven't even raided Hermione's freezer yet!" She teased.
He smiled at her, relieved she was teasing him, his panic ebbing away.
Hermione jumped up and pulled the Neopolitan ice cream out of the freezer and grabbed three spoons and three bowls. She carried the ice cream scooper, the tub of ice cream and the bowls and spoons to the bar and put them in the middle. "Dig in!" She declared.
Draco grabbed the scooper and scooped out equal parts strawberry and chocolate, Lexie just ate the chocolate and Hermione only ate the strawberry. The vanilla section remained untouched. The conversation slowly morphed back into the same ease they had shared earlier.
Lexie looked at her watch. "Ok, now it really is getting late." She picked up her dirty dishes and walked towards the kitchen sink, Hermione and Draco following.
Hermione smiled at her friends. "I got this, guys. It's nothing."
Lexie reproached her. "Don't be ridiculous! Draco and I will do the dishes. You go sit."
Hermione laughed at Draco's look of incredulation. "Speak for yourself, witch," he declared.
Hermione continued bringing the dirty dishes to the sink, but Lexie had all the dishes magically and perfectly stacked in the dishwasher in less than 60 seconds.
Hermione was impressed. "Ok, that was impressive! What spell did you use and how did you do that so fast?"
Lexie grinned. "I took magical homemaking as an elective for three years at Ilvermorny."
Hermione looked mortified. "They offer homemaking as a course at Ilvermorny? That's so, that's just so old fashioned and .."
Lexie interrupted her. "I loved it! It was my favorite class cuz it was all witches." She got a dreamy look on her face as though she were remembering something. "Ohhh, I had fun in that class. Introduced several witches to the wonders of the female touch." She grinned and then giggled at Hermione's shocked expression.
Hermione looked from Lexie to Draco and back again. "Hmmm, something tells me you two have a lot more in common than I realized. Draco had quite a reputation at Hogwarts for being a ladies man, and something tells me you were no better," she said to Lexie, disapprovingly.
Draco had a pleased look on his face, as though it were a compliment to be a player. Lexie laughed, "Hey, I just helped witches who were curious figure out some things. I wasn't running around trying to turn all the witches into lesbians or anything..." She continued under her breath, "just the hot ones."
Hermione shook her head. "Do you two go out and try to pick up witches together?" She suddenly turned pink. "I mean, not together, but at the same time?"
Draco stood, "Uhh, on that note, I'm going to bed. Goodnight Ladies," he said as he bowed formally.
Hermione grinned, "well, I guess that answers that question!"
Lexied laughed. "well, what can I say? We do have fun. It's such a thrill when he moves in on a witch only to be dumbfounded when she prefers me to him."
Draco rolled his eyes, "that rarely happens!"
Lexie shrugged, "doesn't mean it's not a thrill when it does!"
Tuesday Morning
Hermione woke up, ready to start day two at Poppinstock. This time she dressed comfortably in jeans and a white blouse. She walked out into her living room to find Draco sitting on her couch again. Only this time, she was stunned to see him in a muggle suit with a tie. When he stood she could tell it was an expensive, designer silk suit. Hermione couldn't help admitting he looked striking in it.
"Ok, what am I missing?" She asked frustrated. "Was yesterday casual Monday or something and now I need to go put on a skirt and heels?"
"Relax, Granger. I've got a meeting with a potential new client. I've got to look the part."
Hermione walked to her kitchen and was pleased to see LeRoy perched and ready to come back in, with something attached to his leg. She whispered, "Evaporo". LeRoy let out a hoot as he flew in. Hermione untied the scroll from his leg and rubbed his beak."I'll cook you some bacon, just give me a minute." LeRoy hooted and flew through the kitchen and into the study, where his cage was.
Hermione was thrilled it was a letter from Theo. She tucked it into her pocket, looking forward to reading it when she had some privacy.
Draco sauntered into the kitchen. This time Hermione made omelettes with cheese and fresh pico de gallo she had left over from the weekend. She was also frying up some bacon in another pan.
Draco didn't say much and Hermione thought he looked like he had something on his mind.
"You ok, Draco?" She asked tentatively.
He looked at her, conflicted.
"Spit it out, Draco. What is it?" She asked, concerned.
"Uhh, did you and Lexie discuss the war last night? You know, before I came over?"
"mmm, not really the war persay. We skirted the edges of it, why?"
He looked uncomfortable, staring at the cabinet over her head, a slight blush coming over him. "It's just, Lexie doesn't really know about my part in all that and.."
Hermione interupted him. "Draco, do you really believe that?"
His eyes shot to hers. "Why, did she say something? Did you tell her?"
Hermione sighed. "You need to talk to her, Draco." She pulled out two plates and slid the omelettes on them and took the bacon out of the pan, letting it cool.
She put the plates on the bar with silverware and napkins. Draco picked up his fork and played with his omelette, not eating it. Hermione realized Draco was really undone if he wouldn't eat. She smiled softly at him and spoke soothingly. "Draco, she already knows. She's known a long time. I don't know the extent. But, she knows you were on the other side of it and she doesn't love you any less. She adores you. She's just waiting for you to confide in her. I think when you do that, she'll love you even more."
He looked up at her. "I wish I could go back and do so many things over, Hermione. I mean, there are lots of things I wouldn't change but there are a lot more, I would."
Hermione surprised herself when she scooted off her stool and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She stepped back and sat on her stool. He was giving her a small smile."What was that for?"
"That was for being a good man, Draco. It's time you let it go. I've let it go, hell, even Harry let it go. I think Harry actually likes you now! You're a good person, Draco and I think underneath it all, you always have been." She turned to her plate and started to eat.
She could see out of the corner of her eye he still wasn't eating. "Eat, Draco! Eat, or I'll tell Theo on you!" She smiled at him.
Draco smirked and paused to really look at the omelette. "There's red and green stuff in these eggs." He said with a touch of disgust and surprise.
"Yes, and you'll eat it and you'll like it!" She said in her Hogwarts Hermione tone of voice.
Tuesday Evening
Hermione walked in her front door at 6pm, exhausted. It had been a busy and long day. She and Jonny had read through all the Magometer manuals and Pedro, one of the Magometer chief builders, had spent the afternoon showing Hermione how to operate them. Pedro had started out wary of her. She wondered if he had ever had a female in a position of authority over him. But, by the end of the day they were getting along really well.
She had made a point of addressing everyone she met individually and getting to know them a little bit. She met one of the designers as well. His name was Tiko and he was a Japanese American wizard. He explained he had always had a desire to take muggle things apart and figure out how they worked. His eyes lit up when he talked about the Magometers and his visions for future models. He reminded Hermione of Arthur Weasley, which made her a touch homesick.
She and Jonny were getting to know each other as well and she considered herself lucky to be surrounded by so many smart and interesting witches and wizards. Lexie had not been there today as she had a decorating job that day. Leonard had been there, but had been wrapped up with an issue involving the newest model, the M 2003. Since Leonard had been preoccupied, Hermione took it upon herself to try to learn as much as she could by diving into the manuals and seeking the guidance of Pedro.
But now, her brain was mush. She went into her luxurious bathroom and ran a bath, adding the scented oils she loved. She undressed and stepped down into the soothing water.
Draco entered Hermione's apartment with a pizza. He was eager to hear how her day had gone since he hadn't been there. He didn't see her and figured she wasn't home yet, so he decided to grab a bottle of wine that would go with the pepperoni and sausage pizza. He walked down her hallway and entered the wine room. When he walked back out he froze. From the wine room door, he could see through her bedroom, right into her bathroom. She was standing there naked, pulling her hair up as she stepped into the tub. He only saw the back of her, but he found he couldn't move.
He regained his senses and composure and quietly dashed down her hall, back into her living room. He put his hands on the mantle and stared down at the marble in front of the fireplace, taking a deep breath. "Wow," he whispered to himself.
Suddenly feeling uncomfortable being in her apartment, he left her a note. "Pizza and wine at my place. Come on over when you get home."
Hermione enjoyed her long soak in the tub and enjoyed it even more due to the driving force behind it. She did as her letter instructed and after her bath she went to her bed and layed on it. She remembered his words exactly. "After you step out of the tub, imagine I am watching you as you lightly dry yourself. Make your nipples hard, the way you know I like them, and then lay on the center of your bed. Spread your legs and imagine me sitting in a chair, at the foot of the bed, watching you. Fondle your breasts, then slowly run your fingertips down your smooth stomach to between your legs. Dip one and then two fingers into your warm and wet core and rub yourself. Do what feels good and imagine my eyes on you as bring yourself off. After you climax, you may read the second part of this letter."
Hermione closed her eyes and imagined him watching her as she touched herself. It didn't take her long to climax and afterwards she felt very relaxed and peaceful. She climbed off the bed and grabbed the letter out of the pocket of her jeans, which were still in the bathroom. She put her robe on and sat on one of the chairs in front of the fireplace in her bedroom. She whispered the incantation Draco had taught her, and the fire roared to life.
She started to read. "I hope you are feeling relaxed now. I imagine your first two days have been stressful, so I am hopeful you followed my instructions and are now flushed and relaxed. You are so beautiful in your after climax glow. I can picture it perfectly.
My uncle is not doing very well. Due to his confusion, he is confined to his bedroom suite, which believe me, is larger than the average wizards house. The house elves have returned and are happy to be back living in the estate that has been their home for generations. Today I will begin working on the household ledgers and bank holdings. I am fearful of what I will find.
It is important you eat and rest and take care of yourself, Hermione and if Draco is doing as he promised, he will be visiting you frequently to be sure you are not only eating well, but are content and have everything you need. He has come to care for you, Kitten, and he likes spending time with you. So, be a good witch and let him do as I have asked. I miss you and love you. Make good choices and behave... at least most of the time. I am grinning imagining you bent over my knee, so maybe don't be behave too much. I will try to meet you for at least a few hours this weekend in London. Please pet Crooks and LeRoy for me. Are you giving them bacon? I miss you. Love, Theo."
Hermione clutched the letter to her chest. She let out a heavy sigh and decided she was quite hungry. She put the letter in her jewelry box and walked down the hall to her living room. There on the bar between the kitchen and living room, was a note from Draco. It dawned on her he had stopped by. Her heart started to race as panic set in. Her bedroom door had been open when she was on her bed. What if Draco had seen her? She wouldn't put it past him to come looking for her when he came by. Oh, Merlin.
She decided to put her big girl pants on and face the music. She would have to face him at some point, it might as well be now. She went back to her room and put on her comfy sweats and a tshirt and promptly exited her apartment, heading for his.
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