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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 entered the living room to find the entire Weasley clan looking suspiciously and angrily toward the tall, aristocratic figure standing in the entryway. To their credit, no one had attacked the man yet - though Ron looked quite ready to do so at any moment. The man before them was a former Slytherin, in the same year as Harry, Ron, and Hermione - he had also become one of the top lawyers of the magical community - not that he needed any such income, with his inheritance.
�You wanted to speak to me, Zabini? I suggest you make it quick, I�m not in the mood to deal with you or your kind right now.� Hermione had regained some of her spunk, though even her assumed adversary could see the dark circles under her eyes.
��I understand, Miss Granger.� The dark-haired Italian�s tone was nothing but professional, and he made no move to enter the house further. �The news would hardly be welcome after what you�ve been through. I only ask for a few moments of your time.�
��who is this, Hermione?� Eriko, ever the protector, stepped calmly in front of her friend, eyeing the tall man as though sizing him up for a battle.
�Blaise Zabini. A lawyer, and former year-mate.� Hermione�s voice was quiet, reaching out to touch her arm. �It�s alright, I�ll speak to him.�
�Is he a pureblood?� The growl was evident in her tone now, her eyes narrowing upon him. George stepped forward, grasping his wife�s hand and drawing her away, his arm wrapping around her to calm her.
�I am, miss�?�
�Weasley. But I was once Eriko Satoshi.� The name made him flinch slightly, bringing about a satisfied smirk, and that small victory relaxed her enough to allow for George to succeed in his drawing her off to the side. �I take it you�ve heard of me.�
�Of course.� He actually laughed now, shaking his head. �Who hasn�t, if they have anything at all to do with the ministry? As the ambassador from the Satoshi clan, you�ve caused no end of trouble for the Minister of Magic! By the way, that arrangement to allow Mahoutsukai access to the list of graduating students from Hogwarts was nothing short of brilliant.�
�No, it really wasn�t much at all�However, are you here to request Hermione marry you? If you are, just leave now, she�s in no state to respond to such a request��
�I am not, and both I and my client are aware of her recent loss.� Taking a breath, he turned to Hermione, pulling file from his briefcase and extending it towards her. �My client, however, does seek to petition for her hand in marriage - for his heir, that is. He is not demanding an answer, merely requesting that you take it into consideration. If you would, he would like to meet with you in two days� time to discuss the matter with you himself. In this file is a letter from my client, the current net worth of the family, and a letter from my client�s wife. If you have any need to contact me, my card is in there as well.�
��I�very well. Thank you, Mr. Zabini.� Hermione managed, taking the folder and extending her hand to shake his.
�We went to school together - we may not have been anywhere near friends or even kind to each other. But times have changed. Please, call me Blaise.� He shook her head, then simply left, leaving the entire family utterly confused.
�I�m going to the kitchen. May I be alone, please?� The others nodded silently, still rather stunned by the entire ordeal. Even Akiko and Eriko remained behind as she entered the kitchen alone, knowing better than to ignore her request.
�Hermione, Ron and I are heading home�� Harry called. �Lavender isn�t feeling well, and Ginny�s tired�we�re only a Floo away if you need us.�
�I�ll be fine! Take care, everyone!� The group frowned as she didn�t leave the kitchen even to say goodbye, but did not interrupt, and when the four left, Akiko and Fred settled down to talk to Molly and Arthur, while George coaxed his wife outside in an attempt to take her mind off of her worries for Hermione.
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�Miss Granger?� The quiet voice came from the fountain in the middle of one of Hermione�s favorite parks, where she had agreed to meet with the woman that had written the letter within the file. No one, not even Blaise, knew the contents of that letter, nor did anyone know they were meeting - it was the morning before Hermione would meet with the father of the man she was being asked to marry. A brief pause as she saw the well-dressed woman sitting on the bench, the face much changed from when she last saw it - it suited the tone of the letter she had read. That letter�Hermione remembered every word vividly, and more importantly the sense of desperation and understanding that had been penned.

Miss Granger,

I know this is unexpected, we were all shocked by the law itself, but that my family should turn to you, as opposed to any other, must confuse you. There are many reasons for this, far too complex to explain properly in any letter, but the sum of it is you are the only one my husband and I believe would be worthy of our son.

That in and of it self must surprise you, and perhaps you doubt my words. I do not blame you - especially at a time such as this, when you have just lost someone you held so dear to you. I would like to extend my condolences�

I know you have no reason to trust me, but I would like to meet with you before you meet with my husband. Perhaps I could answer your questions, and help alleviate the doubts that I am sure are running rampant in your mind right now. I will allow you to choose the time and place for this meeting, but I do ask that you do not tell anyone of it - I would like to speak with you, alone.

Narcissa Malfoy

Against her own fears, Hermione had arranged to meet with her here, in her own territory - a muggle park. She needed to know why they had chosen her of all people, and she felt less intimidated by Narcissa than by her husband.
�Mrs. Malfoy�� Cautious even now, she moved to join her, sitting beside her and staring at the fountain. ��you said you would explain? Please do so. I�m�quite confused.�
�What would you like to know, Miss Granger?�
�Why me? Draco loathes me, as does your husband - and don�t you, as well? I�m a muggle born, and further, Harry Potter�s best friend.�
�I do not loathe you, Miss Granger. I, like all other purebloods, was raised to believe that no muggle is to be trusted�but after what has happened with the Dark Lord, I have come to learn that no one is guaranteed to be trustworthy�not even purebloods. I will admit that I do still believe there are some people that are better than others - but I�m beginning to see that blood does not determine this�� Narcissa took a breath, released it, and finally turned to Hermione. �Lucius, though he will not admit it, does not care about blood as much as he used to. Not in the way he did, at any rate. Our own blood is an entirely different matter - our family, I mean.�
�But why me, Mrs. Malfoy? Your son despises everything I am - all that I have ever been, even when we were children��
��he may have lead you to believe that�but I am his mother. I hear more than he ever thinks he says - I listen to more than his words. When he spoke of you, it was rarely from true hatred. In fact, sometimes he even respected you - when his father wasn�t around. Shortly before my family was put on house arrest, Lucius managed to get information to the Order - he had realized that the Dark Lord would kill our son if we did not toe the line�and with that madman, the line was forever changing. If he lived, our son was sure to die��
��that�s why none of you were imprisoned, isn�t it?� Hermione was shocked by the realization. �You were the ones that told the Order when the attack would come, and how!�
�My husband was. I would still have been jailed, if it were not for what I did for Harry Potter�I wanted my son to live, Miss Granger. And I want him to find true happiness. I believe that with you - with your intelligence, your strength, and your power as a witch - he could find that��
�Mrs. Malfoy -� Startled by the quiet plea, realizing that Narcissa was in effect claiming that Hermione was the key to Draco Malfoy�s happiness, Hermione got to her feet and began pacing. ��I want to believe that�but I really don�t like your son. There�s so much history, so much anger and loathing, that I doubt that could ever possibly change.�
��Miss Granger�I chose you not only for your power�but for your innate ability to love�you have so much love in your heart - I�ve heard of it, I�ve even seen it when you were with your friends - but no one to give it to. Please, Miss Granger�Give my son a chance�� The woman�s voice was quiet, pleading as no one would ever expect a Malfoy to plead. ��he is broken in ways neither I nor his father can heal�but you could�just�give him that chance, Miss Granger. That is all I ask��
Her mind was telling her not to trust the woman, was screaming at her that Draco Malfoy was nothing more than a worthless ferret who deserved everything he ever got, but her heart disagreed. It reminded her that he had not killed Professor Dumbledore, it whispered of what Harry had witnessed that year in the bathroom, and even more, it saw in Narcissa Malfoy�s eyes the reflection of her mother - it saw her love for her son.
��I will meet with your husband�and your son. That�s all I can promise, Mrs. Malfoy�� Hermione whispered, moving to leave the area. ��thank you for telling me why you chose me��
With those words, she Apparated to the classy restaurant where she would be meeting with Lucius Malfoy, feeling slightly more prepared for what was to come. As the meeting would not be for another hour, she stepped into the bookstore nearby to further calm herself - and to find a book that would help her unwind afterwards. Yet the bookstore did not offer the complete solace it usually did - Narcissa Malfoy�s eyes still haunted her�until she realized that the eyes she saw in her mind were not those of Mrs. Malfoy, but of her son not long after the final battle. Those eyes were haunted, full of pain and guilt and residual terror�

Author�s Note:

And chapter three has been finished! Allow me to say I am amazed that I managed to write three chapters in two days, and it�s thanks to the reviews I received. I�m so glad you guys like my work~! (And I�m sure since most of you are writers yourselves, you know exactly what getting your first reviews are like, especially when they�re good reviews.) I�ll try to get another chapter finished by tomorrow or the next day, but I can�t make any promises, as I have a doctor�s appointment tomorrow afternoon. Enjoy~! Chapter four is on its way.
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