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Moonlight Sonata	By : TerraBloodstar Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione managed to stay perfectly still and fight the tic that was itching to start in her left eye, but only barely. They'd already covered the basic questions, due date, sex, emotions, etcetera. In fact, the interview had been perfectly pleasant, but she knew it couldn't last. This was Rita Skeeter, and now that she couldn't blackmail her, the woman would be looking for revenge.
�Well, this is certainly a surprise...� From the deadly honey-sweet tone of her voice, Hermione knew what was coming. �After all, you haven't even been married for two months...and didn't you say it's due in eight months, almost to the day...? My, my, Mrs. Malfoy � do you have a secret to share?�
The quill was running rampant on the parchment, almost dancing with the glee Hermione was certain the hag before her felt. It took all her self control to keep that twitch in her eye from coming out, and her face bland.
�I have no secrets, Rita.� A small, tense smile was given, her eyes not moving from the other woman's as she stared her down. �Except, of course, that I adore my husband � but we all know that, so it's hardly a secret now, is it?�
�Indeed, so you would like us all to believe.� The quill kept writing, taking down every note of Hermione's state, right down to her knuckles turning white as they gripped the table's edge. �...but there has never been a set of twins in the Malfoy family � unless you've had many in your own, which I doubt, perhaps I should be looking elsewhere for answers.�
�I do not understand what you mean, Rita.� Severus glanced at Hermione, tensing a bit himself. The girl would snap soon, and he knew it. His gaze shifted to Eriko, who looked perfectly composed � though, he realized, her eyes were darkening rapidly.
�Perhaps a clandestie rendevous during your reception?� A smile, all teeth, as the family around them stilled, Lucius's hand gripping his son's arm to warn him to silence. �I can think of only one family you're associated with that could possibly lead to twins. Perhaps I should be speaking to Ronald Weasley instead?�
�I am afraid Ron and I have stopped talking � he was offended by my adamant defense of my family. How he could have expected otherwise, when he knows I am a very family oriented person, I have never understood.� Hermione took a deep breath, closing her eyes a moment. �If that is all, I believe-�
�As if you know anything about family.� Rita snapped, taking the closed eyes as weakness and going for the jungular. �Yours is dead and you're alone in the world now. As if they ever cared enough to teach you the proper social graces � obviously, from your stringing boys along in your fourth year at Hogwarts.�
Eriko's gaze shot up, snapping first to Pansy, who immediately grabbed Blaise, then to Narcissa and Lucius. Not even thinking, the girl dove away from the table with Hermione's arm firmly in her hand, pulling her along with her. It was no surprise that Lucius grabbed Draco and got as far away from the table as he could, while Pansy snagged Blaise and dragged him away.
Severus Snape, to Eriko's surprise, had merely shrugged off her attempt to get him away, ignoring the sharp, icy wind that shot outwards from the center of the table. Screw the drama, he had amazing cheesecake and would not be leaving this table for any reason. He was careful to lift his cheesecake away from the wind � the last thing he wanted was for the delectable silky softness of his dessert to turn to ice. Still seated at the table, his brows rose as it caught fire � dark blue, almost purple flames that shot from the �nice twin� as he thought of her, to pin the evil Skeeter woman to her chair. Oh, dinner and a show? Excellent. He adjusted his chair to turn towards the woman as Akiko shot up onto the now ashy surface of the sturdy table.
He realized that ash was all that remained of the food, dishes, and cutlery that had once graced the table. Good thing he moved his cheesecake then. As the young girl crawled down and across the table, he arched a brow slightly. She was rather ferocious, wasn't she? Strange.
�Now you listen up you ridiculous bint, and you listen up good.� Akiko hissed, lowering herself down slightly and leaning in until her nose was almost touching the journalist's. Her eyes were identical in color to the flames now keeping Skeeter in place, the flames that had immediately torched her parchment and quill. �My sister has done nothing to you that you didn't bring upon yourself by pushing your filthy little witch nose into matters that don't concern you. You maligned her character once, long ago, but if you think I'm going to stand by and watch, think again.
�Further, her born family is dead, you stupid bitch, and if you think you'll get away with insulting her blood family or new family, you'll find yourself drowning in your own blood when the dagger hits your lung! The Satoshi will not stand by and watch you destroy one of their own, and we have more assassins in our clan that words in the filthy pack of lies you call a column!�
While everyone else stared in shock and horror, Eriko found herself staring at the Potions Professor of Hogwarts. Although his eyebrows were edging closer and closer to his hairline, he still had not moved, merely watching the scene before him whilst eating his dessert as though it were some sort of morbid show. When the plate was empty, he set it down on the ash, steepled his fingers, and continued watching.
�Miss Satoshi, with all due respect...� He began, ignoring the simultaneous gasps from everyone in the room, and the sudden glare turned upon him from the woman he addressed. �...I believe you are channeling your sister.�
The young woman blinked, her eyes returning to their usual gentle, almost sky blue. This was the only physical difference Severus had ever found between the twins � not that he'd had long, just the few gatherings he'd been invited to as Draco's godfather, and this one � their eyes. While they were both blue, it seemed their temperament had a lot to do with the hue. Eriko's were dark, but Akiko's considerably lighter, and more free.
�I apologize. This must be terribly awkward for you, Professor Snape.� She shot one last heated glare at Rita, and pulled away, returning to her seat and staring slightly shocked at the layer of ash on the table, as though she hadn't realized she'd done it. �...oh dear. I seem to have reacted rather strongly, haven't I?�
�Hardly awkward. More entertaining to see the woman put in her place.� He watched as the others eased their way back to their seats, all eyeing Akiko carefully. �I can hardly blame you. She insulted your family, did she not?�
The group chuckled slightly as Akiko bowed her head in shame, a flush on her cheeks, refusing to meet anyone's eye.
�Besides,� he continued, though his voice was now low enough for only the young woman to hear, �one can hardly blame you. The former Miss Granger tends to inspire ferocious loyalty, does she not?�
�You speak as though you know from experience.�
�It would be in your best interest to forget that idea in its entirety, Miss Satoshi.�
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