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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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Once again, please forgive all punctuation errors. I've picked up some followers and a couple of you have favorited this little story. Thanks for that! It makes me want to keep writing.
Saturday Afternoon, continued
Hermione quickly dropped into her seat after seeing Malfoy. She felt a warm flush come over her as she recalled her dream from that morning.
"Wow, this is really cool!" Harry was on his feet taking in the stadium. "I love magic!"
Hermione couldn't help but smile at her friend's enthusiasm. She had to admit, the stadium really was something.
"I'm going to the loo and to grab some butterbeers. You want anything else?" Harry asked.
"No thanks, Harry. I'm just going to sit here and cool off for a bit."
He smiled and started to walk away. She saw him waving to someone in the next box over as he left. She tried to see who he was waving to but she was sitting so couldn't see very well.
Curiosity was killing her so she tried to look nonchalantly behind her to see what Malfoy was up to. He was sitting between a gorgeous blonde and an older wizard, probably in his 50's. Malfoy was looking right at her. Busted!
"Hello Granger", he drawled.
"Malfoy", she replied with a dip of her head.
The blonde turned to Hermione and smiled. "Draco, aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" She had a very friendly face and her smile looked genuine.
"Uh, sure Lex." He looked from the blonde back to Hermione. "Lexie this is Hermione Granger. Hermione, this is Lexie Poppinstock." Hermione stood up, shuffled down a few seats and turned to face them so she could shake Lexie's hand.
"Hi, pleased to meet you", Hermione replied.
"Pleasure," Lexie replied. Her shake was firm and she held eye contact with Hermione. "Wait! Hermione Granger.. I know that name." Lexie had a look of surprise and excitement on her face. Draco sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. Lexie continued. "I read all about you in 'Charmed' magazine!" She was now looking at Hermione with something akin to awe on her face. "You helped that boy hunt down artifacts and helped destroy that dark wizard.. what was his name?..Moldywart?"
Draco coughed and sputtered the mouthful of butterbeer he had just sipped all over the front of his designer robes. Hermione tried not laugh at him.
"Uh, yeah. Something like that." Hermione replied with a smile.
"Oh look, here come the Darts!" Draco said enthusiastically. Hermione couldn't help but think he was trying to change the subject. But sure enough, the Darts were zipping around the stadium to loud cheers and clapping.
"Daddy! This is Hermione Granger. She's that young witch who helped beat that awful, dark wizard who tried to take over Great Britain." Lexie was yelling this to the older wizard sitting on Malfoy's other side.
"What? Oh. Oh! Wow, that's great! Pleasure to meet you, young lady!" He smiled at Hermione and reached to shake her hand but did not hold eye contact as he was completely mesmerized by the witches and wizards flying around on brooms. He was short and round with rosy cheeks and thinning gray hair. He looked almost childlike as he smiled and laughed watching the quidditch players zip around.
Lexie continued smiling at Hermione and said, "That's my Dad, Leonard." Hermione smiled back at Lexie. As much as she was expecting this gorgeous blonde to be a nitwit, her first impression was that this was a nice girl. She had a southern US accent and was really beautiful. Her eyes were a deep blue and her hair was pulled back loosely with a tied, pale pink scarf. Her complexion was pale and flawless. She was dressed stylishly in cream linen pants and a white blouse. She had beautiful pale pink robes draped over her chair. She wore very little makeup and had the kind of natural beauty that every girl wishes she had.
Lexie turned to Malfoy. "Draco, how do you know Hermione?"
Draco looked slightly uncomfortable as he ran his hand through his hair and replied, "We, uhh.. we went to school together." He was now looking at Hermione with something of a pleading look. Hermione got the impression that this girl didn't know very much about Malfoy. And, judging by what she said, she clearly didn't know that Malfoy had pledged himself to that very dark wizard that Lexie was so impressed Hermione had helped defeat.
Hermione decided to help Malfoy out and changed the direction of the conversation. "So how do you and Draco know each other?"
"Oh he's going to buy my Dad's magometer manufacturing company," Lexie replied, matter of factly. Hermione was dumfounded as it hit her.
"Wait, your Dad owns Poppinstock Magometers?" This was too much! Magometers were the devices the Ministry used to check raw magic levels in the earths atmosphere. He had just developed a new one that could be magically deeply drilled into the ground to search for other magic resources in the earths crust. Hermione couldn't believe it! She wanted her boss to let her travel to the US to speak with this man about his new devices. His company was based in Dallas, Texas. Of course, her boss had said 'no'.
"That's the one", she replied with her southern twang. "I've been telling him he works too hard. Just last month I said, 'Daddy, you gotta stop workin' so hard. You need to enjoy life and get out there and see the world." Her smile faltered a little as she continued, "You see, my Mamma died last year and Daddy just hasn't been the same. He needs to get out there and meet people. He's always workin. He never takes a break. So, he finally listened to me and agreed to retire." Her eyes were a little watery as she looked to her left to see her Dad enjoying himself.
Hermione couldn't help but like this witch. She seemed kind hearted and genuine. Just then the Chudley Cannons shot out into the stadium to more cheers and claps, although not as loud as the cheers had been for the Darts. Hermione smiled at Lexie, "Well, I better get back to my seat. It was nice meeting you, Lexie!"
"Likewise", Lexie responded, still smiling at Hermione.
Hermione turned and maneuvered back to her seat to find Harry in his seat with his eyes glued to his witch flying like a bat out of hell around the stadium. Ginny had always been a good player but this year she had really stepped up her game. She was a huge fan favorite and her jersey had become the most popular at the Quidditch World store in Diagon Alley.
The match was great and Hermione had really started enjoying watching her friend play over the past couple years. It was close, but in the end the Darts prevailed 180 to 140. A disappointing loss, but fun to watch all the same.
Saturday Night
Dinner at the Potters was always a blast. Harry had made lasagna, which was Ginny's favorite, to help cheer her up over the day's loss in Daytona. George Weasley was there as were Luna, Neville, Katie Bell and two other players for the Cannons, Richie Davis and Magnolia Finch. Ron had been invited but was a no show so far. Ginny was a little buzzed having drunk two butterbeers and a shot of firewiskey. She was singing along to one of Harry's favorite muggle bands, the B-52's. Love Shack was playing loudly over the speakers and everyone was having a great time.
The music was turned down, a delicious bottle of chianti was opened, and dinner was served. Ginny's quidditch friends, Richie and Magnolia, were new to the team, but they had become close to Ginny in a matter of weeks. They were only 19 yo but were a lot of fun. The conversation mainly centered around quidditch but the conversation turned to other topics as well, such as Neville's new green house at Hogwarts and Luna's trip to South America.
Luna was writing a book about mystical creatures and had been traveling the world tracking down specimens. She was having a hard time because most specimens or creatures were either very well hidden and would not show themselves when she was near, or they were invisible. So, it was difficult describing the creatures in her writings. She could write about what their purpose was and what they did, but producing actual proof of their existence was another thing all together. According to Luna, her publisher was "just a narrow minded old harpy who wouldn't know a snorklerook if it bit her on the nose." Of course, no one at the table admitted to having absolutely no idea what a snorklerook was.
Ron finally showed up as dessert was being served. He apologized for being late and appeared to be sober. Hermione didn't miss the sigh of relief Harry and Ginny exchanged. He walked around the table and pulled a chair up next to Hermione. As he leaned in to kiss her cheek, Hermione could smell the alcohol on his breath. But, he wasn't acting drunk so maybe he had only had a drink or two before coming over. Things had finally started to be less awkward between them. Hermione had broken up with him 2 years ago because of his drinking problem. A problem which he still adamantly denied having. But, enough time had passed that he finally accepted she had left him for good, and enough time had passed that she could be around him without getting upset or angry. Ginny and George had been asking Hermione to start coming for Sunday dinners at the Burrow again, and she had been refusing. But, she was starting to think that perhaps enough wounds had healed that she could start spending time with the Weasleys again. She missed them all.
When the conversation turned back to the quidditch match, Harry asked Hermione why she had been talking to Malfoy. Harry had managed to avoid Malfoy altogether. She told everyone about Lexie Poppinstock and the encounter. She didn't go into great detail but did share that Malfoy had bought Poppinstock Magometers. No one else found this information the least bit interesting and Hermione found herself wishing Theo was sitting at the table. She was sure he would have found it interesting.
Hermione Floo'd home and changed into her favorite comfy pajama's. It was only 9:30 but felt like midnight. She was really tired. She went through her post and tossed the new magazines on the side table with last months issues.
She had just poured herself a glass of water and was heading into her bedroom when she heard what she thought was movement outside her front door. She tiptoed to the peephole and looked out. She was shocked to see Theo Nott pacing in the hallway. He started to walk toward her door and lifted his hand as if to knock, and then let his hand fall and started to walk away. Only to stop and turn back to her door again. Hermione's heart started to race. What should she do? She couldn't decide if she should open the door or not. Finally, she unlocked the latch and opened the door to see Theo's surprised face. His face turned pink. Hermione could tell he was embarrassed and she didn't want to make it worse for him, so she simply said, "Hey Theo! I thought I heard someone outside my front door. Would you like to come in?"
Theo smiled awkwardly at her. "Uh, yeah. I hope you don't mind but I was in the area and thought I would just pop by to say hello."
He looked uncomfortable and Hermione reassured him. "Of course not! I was just going to watch some TV or read. Have a seat." She gestured toward the sofa. "Would you like a drink? I have an open bottle of cabernet or I could make some tea?"
He smiled at her. "Tea would be great."
Merlin, he was cute. He was wearing muggle Levi's and a button down blue shirt. Part of his shirt was tucked into his slim waist and part wasn't. He was a lot taller than Hermione. She was about 5' 6" tall and he was a good 6'. She headed into the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove. She came back out and sat on the other end of the sofa.
There was an awkward silence. Hermione couldn't help but remember her dream as she looked at him. She feared she was starting to blush. Her mouth had gone dry and she was at a loss for words. "So, how were you feeling this morning?" Theo asked.
Hermione was so relieved he spoke. "I was fine. Nothing a little hangover potion and caffeine couldn't fix. How about you?"
"I was fine as well. Took some potion and then spent the day helping Blaise move into his new flat." He was tapping his foot up and down as he sat. He looked anxious or nervous.
"Well aren't you a good friend!" She smiled at hiim. "Oh! Speaking of your friends, I saw Malfoy today at the Cannons Dart match in Daytona."
He looked surprised. "Oh yeah? How was it? Who won the game?"
"The Darts, but it was really close. Their stadium is amazing!"
"I read about that stadium. Draco didn't mention anything about plans to go to Daytona when I saw him yesterday."
Hermione stood and headed into the kitchen to finish up the tea. She was putting everything on a tray when he walked up beside her. "You still make tea the muggle way"' he commented. It didn't come across as as either criticism or praise. He was just making an observation. "Here, I'll carry that." He took the tray and carried it back into the living room.
She followed him and sat on the sofa, a fair distance from him which she regretted as soon as she sat. He asked her how she liked her tea and proceeded to prepare her cup.
"I'm not being much of a hostess. You're doing all the work!"
He grinned as he prepared his own cup. "Well, I did just drop by without an invite. Expecting you to wait on me just doesn't seem right."
He handed her cup to her and then picked up his own.
He continued speaking. "So, did you and Draco acknowledge each other or did you simply ignore each other's existence in typical Gryffindor runs into Slytherin tradition?" Hermione laughed. She felt he had an ease about him. He was confident without being cocky, and he was nice. His coversation had a playfulness to it. He was smart, considerate and his teeth were really white and straight, which of course Hermione appreciated, being the daughter of two dentists. And to top it off, he was really cute and she was starting to find him sexy as well. She suddenly realized, she really liked him.
"Well, I actually talked more to Draco's date than to him." Hermione stood and walked over to the stereo. She put on some Sheryl Crow. When she turned back to face Theo, he had moved a little closer to the center of the sofa. She walked over and sat a little closer to the center as well, so there was only a couple feet between them.
"Oh, who was girl of the hour?" Theo rolled his eyes as he asked the question.
"Actually, he was with a really beautiful and really sweet American girl named..."
"Oh! Lexie!" He interrupted, enthusiastically. Hermione couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy over his reaction.
"Yeah, she was really nice."
"Oh yeah, she's a gem. But, she's not one of his girlfriends." He said dismissively. "Draco met her a couple years ago when he started venturing to the US looking for more business opportunities for Malfoy Enterprises." He leaned back and spread his arm along the back of the sofa behind her. "He pursued her, no doubt. But, she doesn't like guys if you know what I mean. She shot him down pretty fast." Theo smiled as if remembering something.
Hermione was stunned for a second. She hadn't expected that bit of news. "Really? She seemed so.. I don't know." Hermione leaned back against the sofa. Theo's forearm and hand were behind her resting on the back of the sofa. "She seemed so normal."
Thea raised his eyebrows, "Normal? What, you don't think homosexuals are normal?"
"Oh, I didn't mean to sound that way. Truly. She's just not what I picture when I picture a lesbian and I know I'm stereotyping. Forgive me. I don't mean to." Hermione looked toward the window and thought for a minute. "You know, for all that I've been through and experienced in my life, in some ways I've been very sheltered." She looked back at Theo and gave him a small smile.
Theo wasn't smiling but was looking at her intensely. "You know, I think you're a rather incredible witch, Hermione." His hand on the back of the sofa started softly touching her hair. "I thought that way before you helped Harry hunt down those horcruxes. I've always thought you were exceptional. I might not have admitted it to myself, much less anyone else while we were at Hogwarts. But, that's what I thought all the same. I was always trying to get better marks than you in a class, but I never did. You beat me every time."
Hermione was stunned to silence. She didn't know what to say. So, she didn't say anything. She did what her heart told her to. She leaned in to him and put her head on his shoulder. He paused for a second, and then draped his arm around her while resting his head on top of hers.
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