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Locked In	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 117470 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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“So, you two are the talk of the school,” Ginny said as she plopped down beside Hermione at dinner.

Hermione blushed. “Yes, well… it’s… odd.”

“I’ll say,” Ginny giggled. “Anyway, it’s definitely been a weird day. I swear I saw Nott and Greengrass sitting down and looking over a marriage contract of some sort with a magnifying glass.”

“Oh, I hope they find a loophole,” Hermione breathed.

Ginny raised her eyebrows. “You want to break them up?”

Hermione shook her head. “They want to break up. The contract is forced.”

Ginny closed her eyes in understanding. “Arranged marriage.”

Hermione snorted. “More like a shotgun wedding.”

“A what?”

“Sorry, muggle term. It means that they are getting married under extreme duress. Their dads are practically holding them at wandpoint, which was where the term came from. Traditionally, the bride’s father found out about his daughter fooling around with some guy and would force them to marry, under the threat of being shot with a muggle weapon.”

Ginny shuttered. “Sounds brutal.”

Hermione shrugged. “No more brutal than a forced arranged marriage.”

“Touché.”

“By the way, I had Dobby send those clothes back to you. Did you get them?”

“I did. They’re already all packed away where they belong.”

“Good. And… thanks again Gin. It was… perfect.” Tears filled Hermione’s eyes at the thought of her friend selflessly donating her own wedding dress and time to make her day precious.

Ginny smiled at her. “Come on now. Enough with the water works. I expect you’d do the same for me.”

“You just tell me when,” Hermione said, wiping her eyes.

“Ugh, emotions again?” Ron complained.

Hermione huffed. “Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon….”

Ron held up a hand. “I know, I know. It doesn’t mean that others don’t. I just hate waterworks. It makes me want to hurt the git.”

“It wasn’t his fault,” Hermione snapped.

“Well,” Ron huffed.

“Might I join you?”

Hermione turned around to see Venus. “Of course!”

“I thought you’d sit by your father,” Hermione said once the girl sat beside her.

“Mmm. Well, his mind is… preoccupied and… well, I’ve always wanted to just be a student here.”

Ron frowned. “Bit late for that isn’t it?”

“Ronald,” Hermione snapped, pleased when Ginny smacked him for her.

“Wha?” Ron said, his mouth half full of food. “She’s old, right?”

Hermione rubbed the bridge of her nose and Ginny snorted, leaning over Hermione to speak with Venus. “Don’t mind Ron. He stopped growing up mentally when he was eleven.”

“Hey,” Ron growled.

“Well, you just insulted her age!” Ginny snapped. “It’s rude.”

“Well, I didn’t say she was ugly or anything,” Ron said sullenly.

Venus cocked her head. “Yes, I can see why father was so fed up with him.”

The girls burst out laughing just as Harry joined them at the table. “Something funny?”

“You’re sister is a riot,” Ginny said. “And she’s pegged Ron right.”

Harry sighed. “What did he say this time?”

Venus shrugged. “He said I was too old to be a student and that I wasn’t ugly. I’m not sure if there was a compliment in there or not.”

“Not a thought out one,” Harry said. “Anyway, I hear Hermione is the talk of the school.”

Hermione ducked her head. “Well, Draco thought it best to… um… stake a claim.”

“That’s barbaric,” Ginny said.

“Not to a Slytherin,” Venus countered. “He didn’t mean it literally. He just wanted everyone to know that she’s taken. If he’s anything like my father, he’s possessive and over protective and will use his name and the prestige that goes with it to keep her from any threat, real or perceived.”

“That about sums it up,” Hermione said with a smirk.

Venus nodded. “So, why haven’t you announced the extent of your relationship?”

Hermione sighed. “Lucius Malfoy might not have reign over his son any longer, but he’s a vindictive bastard. Draco is not stupid. He might have his freedom, but he knows his father’s potential and he’s worried about revenge. If he were to find out about last night, he might come for me. If he found out about my… condition… well, you might as well kiss my life goodbye.”

Venus nodded. “Father told me about him. Nasty business to be sure. But he also told me how strong Draco really is. He believes Draco can take him.”

Hermione nodded. “I think he can too. I’m just not sure Draco thinks he can, and really, isn’t that what it really comes down to?”

Venus sighed. “I suppose you are right. Father always said the most confident has the upper hand. It has gotten me out of several scrapes these past few years. Well, that and an insane amount of luck.” Venus frowned at a gaping Ron. “What?”

Ron closed his mouth and swallowed. “Sorry. You just… you sound kind of like Harry.”

Venus cocked her head. “How so?”

Ron shrugged. “Harry always said he got by on mostly luck.”

“Perhaps it runs in the family then,” Venus said softly.

Harry grinned at her. “Well, I suppose you got all the potion making genes then. Supposedly mum was a wiz at it and well, with your dad…”

Venus giggled. “Yes, that was the one area father insisted I do my best on. I really enjoy it.”

“Maybe you could tutor Harry then,” Ron snorted. “Because without your dad’s book, he’s pants at it.”

“You just have to understand the basics,” Venus said, launching into a lecture worthy of Hermione that made the group look at her in awe.

“Wow,” Ron said when she was finished. “Now I know what Hermione’s kid is going to be like.”

“Ronald,” Hermione snapped.

“Well, think about it,” Ron said, not realizing she’d been angry. “You’re bloody brilliant and Malfoy’s, like, second in every class. And Snape is a Slytherin and so is Malfoy. I mean, take away the black hair and you could be looking at your kid.” Everyone stared at him in awe. “What?”

Ginny was the first to close her mouth. “I think that’s the most intelligent thing you’ve ever said Ron.”

Ron’s ears turned red. “Thanks a lot.”

“Hey Granger, a minute?”

Hermione turned to see Daphanie Greengrass standing behind her. She was wary but shrugged it off. Maybe some good could come out of this.

AN: Dum da dunt dunt. Dum da dunt dun DUUUUNN. Yes my friends, it is time once again for a cliffhanger. You know you love them. Tune in next time when you hear Ron say *something you can't understand because his mouth is stuffed with food* As always, thanks to everyone who reviewed. They definitely make this whole summer one day and winter the next thing bearable. Keep them coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time... love you guys.
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