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A Witch's Tale	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 27756 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Sorry for the delay. Life has been crazy and I've had writers block. Once again, this fanfic is based on the hard work and imaginings of J K Rowling and I own none of it and make no profit from writing this tale. The only payment I receive is the occasional review from my awesome readers.
Sunday Morning
Hermione slowly opened her eyes, squinting as her eyes adjusted to the offensive morning sun beaming through her bedroom window. Thankfully, she spotted her wand on the bedside table. She waved it as she whispered an incantation which caused the curtains to briskly close, darkening the room instantly.
"Thank fuck." Hermione heard the familiar voice whisper behind her. But, she was in her bed. Why was she hearing this particular voice? She peaked down at herself and discovered she was still in her black dress. She slowly turned her head and saw Draco laying behind her. She could just make out the shape of another body in the bed behind him.
She decided not to panic. She was fully dressed after all. As she started to wake, she began to recollect the events of the evening before. Her head started to pound as it all came flooding back. Champagne at Harry's...Lemon drop shooters at the club...champagne...sweet tart shooters followed by more champagne...Harry, Ginny and Ritchie leaving...followed by Hannah and Neville leaving... more champagne...the group leaving the club and heading to the portkey terminal because Theo had to catch his portkey...him leaving, her crying...making pancakes for Lexie, Magnolia, Blaise, Draco and Luna in her kitchen... blasting Donna Summer's 'Love to Love You, Baby' and Lexie and Hermione singing it as everyone else laughed.
Hermione pulled the pillow over her head, willing her head to stop hurting and praying no more humiliating memories came to her. But it was a pointless wish. She suddenly remembered having sex in the club. Did I really do that? She didn't want to remember any more. She sat up, the room spinning and the need to vomit overwhelming her. She needed hangover potion and she needed it now. She sat on the side of her bed, willing herself not to get sick, slowly breathing in and out.
"Don't you dare puke, Granger." The prat whispered from behind her. "If you puke, I'll puke." He continued.
Hermione sighed heavily and slowly stood up. The nausea started to ebb a little as she started to walk. She looked behind her and saw that Lexie was passed out, fully dressed on the other side of Draco.
She made her way to the bathroom and emptied her bursting bladder. When she was convinced she wasn't going to get sick she made her way to the kitchen and opened the corner cabinet where the hangover potion was stored. She grabbed three of them and drank one. Within a minute or so her headache started to diminish and her nausea was gone. She looked around the kitchen, sighing at the mess they had left. Dirty dishes were everywhere, the milk had been left out and there was flour all over the counters and floor. She decided she would deal with that later and headed into her living room to assess whatever other mess had been left behind. She was surprised to find Blaise sleeping on her sofa. She set one of the hangover potions on the coffee table in front of him and walked back into her kitchen to grab another potion out of the cabinet. She would need to pick up more as she had just pulled the last one out.
She headed back to her bedroom and placed a potion on the table next to Lexie's still sleeping form. She walked around the bed and tapped Draco on the shoulder. He groaned and as he swatted her hand away, she forced the small bottle of potion into his hand. He opened one eye and looked at it. "Oh, Granger," he whispered with a raspy, sleepy voice. He popped the cork and drank the potion quickly. He then looked up at her and grinned. "You may sing like a dying grindylow, but you have the heart of an angel." He closed his eyes as if he intended to go back to sleep.
"Well, I'd rather sing like a grindylow than smell like one." She retorted with a smug look.
Draco opened his eyes and looked at her before lifting his shirt up to his nose and taking a whiff. "Hmm, you might have a point."
She looked at the clock on her bedside table and was shocked to see it was almost 10am. She was surprised Harry and Ginny hadn't appeared yet. She walked to her dresser and grabbed some clean clothes before heading into her bathroom.
Twenty minutes later she walked out of the bathroom freshly showered and feeling worlds better. Lexie and Draco were no longer in bed. She walked into the kitchen where Lexie was just finishing cleaning the kitchen. Hermione peeked into the living room and then back at Lexie. "Where are Draco and Blaise?"
Lexie pressed start on the dishwasher and turned back to Hermione. "They headed to their flats to shower. Draco said he'd see us back in Dallas."
"Thanks for cleaning the kitchen, Lexie. You didn't have to do that."
Lexie shrugged, "You know I don't mind."
Hermione poured herself and Lexie each a cup of tea. The two witches sat at the table in a comfortable silence, each lost in thoughts and memories from the night before. Lexie took a sip from her cup and looked up at Hermione. "So, what do ya know about Magnolia?"
Hermione thought for a minute before responding. "Well, her husband and twin two year olds live in Scotland."
Lexie's jaw fell and her face turned white. "What?" After a couple seconds her face started to turn pink. "She told me she wasn't seeing anyone! I guess that's because she's married!"
Hermione smiled devilishly. "Just kidding."
Lexie's eyes opened wide and her expression went from shock to a grin.
"Sorry, couldn't resist."
Lexie playfully turned away from Hermione. "Clearly. I'll have to get my intel from the Potters."
Hermione smiled. "Oh, Lex. Honestly, I don't know much about her. She seems nice, but she's quiet. I've only hung out with her a few times. As far as I know she isn't seeing anyone."
Lexie stood up and stretched, "Well, she's cute. I wouldn't mind getting to know her better." She walked to the sink and rinsed her cup. "I'm gonna take a shower."
Sunday, back in Dallas
Hermione and Lexie arrived back at Hermione's Dallas apartment at noon. The time difference definitely worked better coming back to the states as it was six o'clock in the evening when they left London. Lexie promptly floo'd home and Hermione decided to do laundry after she got Crooks and LeRoy settled.
As she was sorting laundry, she began planning in her mind the schedule for testing the magometers. She needed to be sure she was truly testing the quality of each machine and not just focusing on her theory. Besides, she was going to need a lot of data before she could really put her theory to the test.
Jonny had already called the US Magical Census Bureau, which was located in Atlanta, and requested the reports they needed. Hermione had no idea if they would just send the information or if she would have to cut through a lot of red tape. She needed to see if the trends were the same in the states as they were back home. Were squib rates on the rise here? Were the magic abilities of pureblood children on the decline? Were muggleborn births diminishing and were those very muggleborns exhibiting the stronger magic that muggleborns in the UK were? It was the analyzing and organizing of the information from the census bureau that would take so much time.
As she put the first load in the washing machine her plan started to finalize in her head. They would start in magical Dallas and then venture to No Mag Dallas. Then they would head to farmland and then to untouched wilderness. She would test each model in each area and compare the readings. She decided to head into her office to jot down some notes. Only, when she sat at her desk, memories of what she and Theo had been up to on that very desk came flooding back and she found it very hard to concentrate.
She smiled to herself as a plan formed in her head. She would write Theo a letter. She would write him a letter that would remind him of just how much he missed her and just what he was missing.
Forty Five minutes later, LeRoy was on his way to the international owl office with Hermione's letter. Theo would have it the next morning with his morning post.
As Hermione predicted, Draco came visiting around six o'clock checking out what was for dinner. Hermione had made chicken enchiladas with rice and Draco was all in. LeRoy was sent with an invite for Lexie but Lexie declined as she was spending the evening with her Dad before he headed off to Greece.
Hermione was happy Draco was back in Dallas and not still off in New York or somewhere else on business. She liked the routine and the companionship of having him around. She updated him on her plan for the magometers and he filled her in on the abbreviated version of his trip to NY.
"You and Luna seemed to be having a good time on Saturday." Hermione commented, nonchalantly.
Draco shrugged as he forked another mouthful of enchilada into his mouth while moaning appreciatively. His words came out muffled as he tried to talk with his mouth full. "I don't know whether she's brilliant or completely off her broom ." He swallowed and took a swallow of water. "I mean those snorkel thingamajigs she was talking about." Draco paused and looked at Hermione. "Could that be for real?"
Hermione smiled. "well, Luna thinks they are and whether or not snorklerooks exist, Luna Lovegood is a genuine, smart and beautiful witch. She's just a bit eccentric."
Draco replied. "I think she's more than just a bit eccentric."
"Yeah, but that just makes her all the more interesting. How many witches have you met that are like her? And don't forget the sorting hat put her in Ravenclaw."
The blond seemed to ignore her comment as he continued eating. As he swallowed the last bite he responded, "Well, I hired her. So I hope you're right."
Hermione couldn't contain her excitement. "You hired her? Wait, did you hire her when you were sober?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "I hired her about three hours ago before heading back to Dallas."
"So, what does that entail?" Hermione asked.
"She's putting her book on hold and focusing on those snorkel thingies. She's going to learn as much about them as she can and in 30 days she's going to report what she's found. If we are lucky, the combination of what you're working on, Severus is working on and she's working on...well, lets hope someone has some good news or at least some answers."
Hermione smiled softly and sincerely, "Draco, the magical world is lucky to have you. All this expense and effort you're putting into this cause...It's , well it's really something."
"Like I already told you, Granger, I'm expecting vast financial rewards when this mystery is solved by Malfoy Enterprises."
Hermione couldn't help but feel he was being less than 100% honest about his motivations but decided to drop it.
As Hermione began clearing the island of the dishes, Draco contemplated what he had just said. The truth was, Draco had a knot in his stomach. The knot twisted and became almost unbearable when he thought back on what he did during the war...what his father had done. It made him physically ill. But, the more he did for those he hurt or harmed, the less that knot twisted and the lighter his conscience felt. Helping wizardkind restore strong magic to its numbers would absolve him of much of that guilt and hopefully, cause that knot to unbind and go away.
Helping Luna, Hermione and Severus was the right thing to do. Severus had killed Dumbledore for him. He could never make that up to Severus. Severus would carry the pain of that action the rest of his life, and it was Draco's fault. Hermione had lost her parents because of the war. She had lost friends in the order and classmates. Luna had been held captive in his cellar and while it was not all his family's fault, he had contributed, and his family's wealth had funded much of it.
Draco was determined that from now on, Malfoy money would go towards helping wizardkind. The daycare at the ministry and solving the magic crisis were just the beginning. He was planning on some major endowments to Hogwarts and wanted to invest in a program for muggleborns. He wanted muggleborn children and their families to be notified by the ministry that they were witches and wizards the minute their magic manifested itself. He didn't think they should have to wait until they were visited by a Hogwarts representative to find out they were magical. Muggle parents of magical children need support and tools to help them protect their magical children and to help prepare their magical children for what lies ahead.
"Draco, are you even listening to me?"
'Huh?" Draco turned towards Hermione as he was pulled from of his train of thought. "Uh, sorry. I was in my own world for a minute."
Hermione shook her head. "I'll say! I don't think you've heard a word I said the past five minutes." Hermione put a piece of cherry pie in front of Draco. She sat down next to him as he started to eat. "As I was saying, it might be a good idea for Severus, Luna and I to meet up occasionally to compare notes."
"Way ahead of you, Granger. They'll both be here on Wednesday evening and we'll be meeting every two weeks thereafter."
"Oh, well..that's good then. I can get my guest rooms set up and they.."
Draco interrupted her. "No need, Granger. Severus has a flat across the hall and Luna will be staying with me."
Hermione was speechless. "Severus has an apartment here as well? ...And, Luna is staying with you?"
"He has the flat across the hall form yours. He rarely uses it though because he prefers staying in Mexico. There are less stringent laws about potions ingredients down there and he has an easier time getting what he needs." Draco then shrugged dismissively as he added, "I couldn't very well tell Luna she has to be here Wednesday and not offer her a place to stay."
Hermione couldn't help the smirk on her face as she replied, "No, I guess you couldn't." She smiled as she took a sip of her tea.
"Drop it, Granger. It's not like that."
"Sure, Draco..whatever you say."
Draco climbed into bed thinking of Luna Lovegood that night. The truth was she had been on his mind constantly since the night before and he wasn't quite sure how he felt about her. The good news was he had gotten over his brief infatuation with Hermione. If Theo wasn't his best friend he would have pursued the brilliant witch, but he liked having her as a friend. She was becoming like a sister to him and he liked it. But Luna? Luna was a witch who warranted further study and observation. She was definitely hot and looked nothing like the girl he had ignored at Hogwarts. If she proved to be as brilliant as Hermione seemed to think she was, well...he stopped himself form taking that thought further. No need to get ahead of himself.
Hermione climbed into bed smiling as she imagined Draco with Luna. In a strange way they made sense. Luna was so good at seeing the simplicity of things. Seeing the world through Luna's eyes could be very good for Draco. But, Hermione wasn't sure Draco would have the patience to really get to know Luna.
Hermione stared at the ceiling. Draco deserved happiness and she didn't think he was a happy man. He had demons and she knew he carried a lot of guilt. Jumping from the bed of one witch to another was not going to make Draco happy..at least not in the long run. He deserved to be loved and he deserved some peace. Whether it was Luna or another witch, Hermione felt the determination kick in within herself. Whether it was finding him a witch, or solving the magic crisis, or cooking for him...she was going to help Draco Malfoy find happiness.
Monday Morning
Hermione woke as determined as the night before. She quickly showered and dressed and headed into the kitchen to start the omelets. She was sure Draco would walk in any minute and she was not disappointed. Breakfast was on the table and the juice was being poured when Draco walked in. Hermione smiled to herself as Draco dug in to his breakfast. Yep, this was a good man. She sighed as she sipped her tea and watched him eat. She liked it that he liked her cooking and it brought her as much joy as it seemed to bring him.
She started to eat her own breakfast as she pondered the day. Today was going to be a big day. Today she would start working with the magometers. Today she would finally get to work on what had been her passion the past couple years. And in doing so, she would also be working on her side project which was doing all she could to help Draco Malfoy find happiness.
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