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Amy Narcissa Malfoy	By : dutchgirl1 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 17972 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3: The Manor

AN: I don't own any of the characters, except Amy Malfoy, and I don't make any money on this fan fiction. And I would like to apologize for any grammar mistakes and such, English is not my native language. I’m leaving the sixth book out, so the war happened in their 6^th year, not 7^th. Please review, I would love to hear your ideas. I would like to thank my best friend, Sonya, thanks for helping me write this story, couldn’t do it without you. Thanks purefaith91, hope and caipotter16 for your reviews. And to answer your question caipotter16, she now has a glamour on her, that will be removed at some point.

Hermione awoke from her nightmare tangled in the sheets of her four-poster and drenched in a cold sweat. This was the first time since the war that she had had such a frightening nightmare. Hermione kicked herself free from the sheets, breathing deeply and almost laughing at the absurdity of her life. Today she would meet again with her biological parents, if someone had told her just a week ago that she was adopted and Draco Malfoys sister, she would have laughed, but now here she was. Her dreams that night were about the what ifs in her life, what if she had stayed with the Malfoys and not Draco, and they all ended the same, she as a Death Eater and a horrible person. She sighed and thought that she really should be grateful the Grangers raised her, and not the Malfoys, even though she wanted to get to know them better. This situation was unusual and she knew her books couldn’t help her solve this problem, there wasn’t a book called “What to do if your parents lied to you your whole life and you’re adopted”.

She slowly stood up and made her way to her bathroom. She could admit that it was small, there was only a small shower and no bathtub, but it was big enough for her and the light blue color of the tiles made it seem bigger than it actually was. She took an blue towel from the small closet that stood next to the toilet and turned on the shower, took off her pajamas and went in. She finally began to relax with the warm water pouring down on her naked body, she put a lot of shampoo in her hand and slowly started massaging it in her hair, which always was difficult in the morning, even though it had developed from an uncontrollable bush to a nice mass of curls, because she didn’t comb her hair before showering. Before rinsing the shampoo out of her hair, she took the soap bar and slowly made her way around her body with it, paying special attention to her legs, because she had to shave them. After she had shaved her legs and rinsed the shampoo out her hair, she stepped out of the shower and took the towel to dry her now clean body. She took one more towel out of the closet and wrapped it around her hair, to let it dry slowly. Finally dry, she went into her room to look for some modest clothes to wear to the Malfoys that morning. She glanced at the clock and realized it was already 9, she had to hurry, because she wanted to eat breakfast before going to visit the Malfoys.

It didn’t take long for her to find a modest sundress, in her favorite color, purple. Her hair was almost dry and to speed up the process, she used a hairdryer. She wanted to look nice for her family and decided to straighten her hair. She put her dress on, put a little bit of make-up on her face, chose matching shoes, with low heels and went downstairs to eat breakfast with the Grangers. On the stairs, she heard her mother’s voice, normally they wouldn’t be home on a week day, but after the eventful day she had had yesterday, they decided to take the morning off to spend it with their daughter before she left to meet with the Malfoys.

“Good morning honey. You look very pretty today. Do you want tea or juice with your breakfast?”

“Hello mom, thank you for the compliment.” She replied blushing a bit “I think I want tea with my breakfast. What are we having?”

“Eggs Benedict. “ replied her father, without looking up from his paper, the sun. Hermione sat on a chair across the table from him and waited for the plate her mother would bring her any second now. Just as she thought it wouldn’t take long, she saw her mother’s hand holding a plate, from the corner of her eye.

“Thank you mom, it looks delicious.” She ate fast, she knew she didn’t have much time to eat, she was expected to arrive at the Manor in less than 20 minutes. Her parents looked astounded at her, they had never seen her eat so fast, if Harry or Ginny had seen her, they would have compared her to Ron, who didn’t have any table manners whatsoever. As she finished, she stood up and took her plate to the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher. As she left the kitchen, she kissed both her parents on the cheeks. “I’ll be going now, you know me, always punctual. Love you and see you tonight” With that said, she threw the Floo Powder in the fireplace, stepped in and yelled “Malfoy Manor”.

As she arrived in the grand foyer of the manor, she saw a big winding staircase that led to the first floor. The foyer looked old fashioned but still , which to her indicated that the Manor had been in the family for many generations, which she already knew. She was startled by a popping sound, as she looked down she saw a small House Elf, wearing clothes, standing in front of her.

“Miss Malfoy, your parents are waiting for you in the sun room, if you would please follow me.” Hermione was a bit shocked that the House Elf could speak English so well, that was a sign that they were treated right by her family. She didn’t really believe in S.P.E.W anymore, but she still thought that the House Elves should be treated right and not be punished for every mistake they made. She followed the Elf through a long corridor, filled with beautiful paintings, she thought she recognized some of them, but didn’t have time to investigate.

The House Elf told her to wait outside for a bit, because he had to announce her before she entered the room. As she stood alone in the corridor she suddenly became nervous and had a million thoughts running through her head, what if they don’t like me? What if I don’t look nice enough? What if they have the wrong girl? She was about to turn around and run away, when the doors opened and she heard the House Elf saying her name. She summed up all her Gryffindor courage and walked in the room with her head held high, there was no point in turning around now that they knew she was already there. The room was big, with three sofas standing in it, she could also see why it was called the sun room, as there were no windows, just a big glass wall, that made it possible to see a big part of the beautiful garden on the Malfoy estate.

Lucius proved to be the perfect gentleman, standing up as she entered the room. She thought he looked really nice in his black robes, with the Malfoy crest embrowned on his chest. She tried to smile, but nervousness wouldn’t let her. She made her way slowly to were the elder Malfoy was standing, and shook his hand firmly while nodding her head in greeting, she couldn’t trust her voice at the moment, seeing as she didn’t know how to act around him, because they had never been friendly to another. As she saw Narcissa sitting on the couch she went there, and hugged the woman. It was really quite strange, she didn’t have a problem warming up to Narcissa, it would probably would have something to do with her actions in the war, when she told Voldemort that Harry was dead, an act that probably decided the war for the light side. She looked around the room before sitting, and realized that Draco was nowhere to be seen.

“Welcome to your home my dear. You look beautiful today. We are both glad that you decided to come today. Would like some tea and cake?” Narcissa asked her in a cheerful tone, it was quite clear that she was happy Hermione decided to come, as she couldn’t wipe the smile of her face.

“Just some tea please, I just had breakfast at home. I’m also glad that I decided to come, it would have been pretty stupid of me not to come, since I have so many questions”

“Dopey! Could you please bring us a tea tray?” Narcissa asked her House Elf. As they waited for the Elf to return with the tray, Hermione noticed that Lucius kept staring at her.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but, where is Draco? I thought he would be here also, seeing as he convinced me to come in the first place” Hermione asked her parents, just as the Dopey returned with the tray.

Narcissa leaned forward an poured three cups of tea. “He is training Quidditch at the moment, but he’ll be here soon. Do you want to wait for Draco, or shall we begin answering your questions now? Her mother asked as she handed her the cup of tea.

“Thank you. No, I think I can ask the questions without Draco, he probably already knows the answers anyway. So it’s really true that you were spies for the Order? Because I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around that, seeing as you treated me like dirt, every time I saw you.” Hermione asked, looking Lucius directly in the eyes, as if saying, don’t lie to me, because you’ve already hurt me more than enough for a lifetime.

“Yes, I was a spy for the Order during the second war. I realized too late, that Voldemort, was a lunatic, in the beginning his ideals seemed perfect, he promised to make me richer and even Minister of Magic. I was a young man, that was taught to think that purebloods are more important and better wizards and witches than muggleborns. So becoming a Death Eater seemed logical and practical. When your mother became pregnant, and he wanted me to deliver a Wizards Oath, saying that my child would become a Death Eater, I realized I had to something, I wouldn’t and couldn’t risk my family’s life, for the views of a lunatic. And yes, every time I saw you, I treated you like dirt, but I had to, otherwise the Dark Lord” Hermione paled as she heard these last two words “excuse me, Voldemort, old habits die hard, wouldn’t have believed me and would have killed me without thinking twice about it. And I am really sorry I had to treat you that way and had to make Draco believe purebloods were better than half-bloods or muggleborns.” Hermione listened attentively to his speech, only taking her eyes of his face to put her cup of tea down after she had taken a sip. She believed him, or at least believed the fact that he wanted to protect his family from Voldemort, but did that really change anything for her? Would she be able to let the past be the past and accept him as her father? She wasn’t as confused as she was before, but she didn’t know what to say to him, just as she was about to open her mouth and ask more questions, Narcissa decided to interrupt.

“Let us talk about other things, talking about the war is quite depressive.” She said in almost cheery tone, but Hermione could see, even though she didn’t know her very well, that talking about the war hurt Narcissa more than she let on. “Do you have many friends? Just tell us a bit about yourself, I would love to know more about, after all, everything I know, is that what Draco told me and it’s quite obvious that you two weren’t really friends during the last six years at Hogwarts.” Hermione had to smile at the woman, she really knew how to change the subject.

“Well, as you probably already know, my best friends are Harry and Ron, can’t say that I have many friends, seeing as many people in my House believe me to be a bookworm. I don’t get on very well with my roommates in the Tower, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, they are the gossip queens in Gryffindor and I don’t like gossip very much, so we don’t talk a lot.” Narcissa laughed at this, she too had had gossip girls as roommates “I don’t think there is really much to say about me. I get good grades at school, but you also know about that, seeing as I beat Draco every year in the academic department. The only thing I think I’m really scared of, is flying, even though I enjoy watching the boys play Quidditch.” She was about to tell them more about herself, as Draco walked in the room, wearing black pants and a green shirt, which made her smile, it was just so Slytherin of him to wear his house colors everywhere. “Good Morning Draco, how was your training? Think you’re going to be able to win against Harry this year?” She laughed at this, seeing as how he had never won against Gryffindor.

“Morning little sis, my training was very good, thank you for asking. And of course I’m going to beat Potter this year, I want to become Champion at least one time and doing that as the Captain of the team, is going to be even more impressive.” He smirked at her, letting her know that he really was going to do everything in his power to win against Harry this year.

“You have to catch the snitch before he does and he’s always been faster than you, that won’t change, even though you are now captain” She smiled at him, smirking really was his trade mark, even at him.

“Let me worry about that. ” He said, winking at her. “Why don’t I give you a tour of the gardens, afterwards we’ll have lunch with mother and father. ”

“Sure, let’s go. ” She told him, standing up and accepting his offered arm. “I’ll see you in a little bit. ” She told her parents and quickly left the room with Draco.
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