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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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�Now where are you going, �Mione?� Ron sounded exasperated - the girl had been coming and going so much in the past few days he was lucky if he ever saw her. He�d heard the door to the room she stayed in close, and as he looked around, he blinked in surprise. �And why are you so dressed up?�
�I�m not �dressed up�, Ronald.� The tone made him flinch, but he realized it was intentional as she laughed ad his reaction. �I�m going to meet a few people for lunch, and I want to make a good impression. Do you think it�s too much?�
�Well, no�� Ron glanced over to Lavender for support, grinning as she simply shook her head in wonder at his hopelessness with social situations. �But I don�t know anything about clothes - Lavender would be the one to ask.�
�You look fine, Hermione.� Lavender threw in, before glancing back down to the potential outfit she was sketching. �Are you meeting them at a muggle place, though?�
�Yes, actually. They�ve never been to a muggle restaurant, so I�m going to introduce them to it today.�
�Better hope they don�t dress like dad when he�s trying to blend with the muggles.� Ron commented, bringing a laugh from his friend even as she shook her head, walking through the living room. �That�d be hard to explain.�
�I�m sure they won�t.� A glance back as she paused at the door. �Ron, would you mind telling Molly I might be in a little late tonight? I have a few errands to get done.�
�How could you possibly have any errands to do, �Mione? You�ve been doing errands every day this week!�
�As soon as one thing gets done, something else crops up. I�m sorry, but it�s part of life - you should know that by now.�
�Yeah, but it�d be nice to see you once in a while.�
�I�m sorry, Ron. I should be free tomorrow or the next day, with any luck.� A smile and carefree wave, slipping out the door to Apparate away. Stepping out of the narrow alley that was her typical apparation point, she headed into the relaxing environment of her favorite restaurant, only to find that Narcissa had already arrived and was waiting for her.
�Hermione.� The woman gave her a faint, though nervous, smile. Unlike most of the wizarding world, Narcissa was never less than perfectly put together, and although she knew little of muggle fashion, she looked like she worked for a tasteful fashion magazine. �It�s good to see you� Lucius and Draco are running a little late from work.�
�I understand. Did he ever decide to explain why he didn�t come to the meeting?� A pause as the waiter came and seated them. After they had ordered drinks and the waiter left, she focused on Narcissa once more. �More importantly, did you ever tell him that I�m the one he�s going to be meeting?�
�Yes to both questions. He had something urgent come up before he could quite get out of the office, and it took a while to sort out.� A soft smile, but as she saw the look on the young girl�s face, she knew she wouldn�t get out of explaining her answer to the second question. ��he was displeased, to say the least, but when we explained things, he was�less furious.�
�So I�m guessing he will not be in the best of tempers today?�
�We�ve asked him to be on his best behavior, so more than likely he will be as irritating and sarcastic as he possibly can.� Both women laughed, Narcissa delighted by the ease she felt when speaking to Hermione. It was strange - she was of a lesser class, in Narcissa�s mind, but the girl made up for her poor breeding with her intelligence and manners.
�I see the two of you are already getting along quite well�� Lucius�s drawl startled them both, Hermione glancing over to frown in confusion. Understanding the look, Lucius gestured toward the door. �Draco was distracted outside. He�ll be in shortly.�
�Distracted by what?!� Annoyed, Narcissa got to her feet, only to stop as Draco entered with a bag from a store she saw nearby.
�A bookstore, dear.� Lucius took her arm, easing her back into her chair before he took his own seat beside her, leaving Draco to take the chair next to Hermione. �What was so interesting about a muggle bookstore that it took half an hour for him to finish, I�ll never know.�
�If I�m to be marrying it, I might as well figure out what muggles are like.� Draco responded rather acidly, but as Hermione caught sight of the titles, she started snickering. �And just what the hell do you find so funny?!�
��you�re going to find out what muggles are like from J.R.R. Tolkien?� The giggles just would not stop, which confused the other three. ��he writes fantasy novels - fiction. Things that muggles think aren�t real.�
��I have other books in here, also.� He retorted, glaring at her. �Why, are the Tolkien books not any good?�
�No, not that. I just know you�re lying.� The area suddenly seemed much darker to Narcissa and Lucius, who quietly turned to each other and began speaking, pretending they weren�t worried their son was going to fight with Hermione. As her gaze lifted to him, she froze, blinking at the sight before her.
He was gorgeous. Not that he hadn�t always been attractive - even when she had wanted to smash his face into a wall to wipe the smirk off his face, she had recognized that he was handsome - but he had always had the spoiled look on his face in school. That look was gone now, replaced by something else - something stronger and more attractive.
�Is there something on my face, Granger?� Draco growled, only to stare as she jumped and quickly looked away, blushing slightly, to begin conversing with his parents. Taking a good look at her, he paused, frowning. There was something not right with what he was seeing - something about the woman before him that didn�t fit with what he expected to see.
Then it hit him - rather like the feeling of watching a train wreck. She looked horrible. Oh, no - don�t get him wrong. Hermione Granger was a beautiful girl, and always had been - though in school he had only thought this when her mouth was closed - he wouldn�t deny that. Yet even when she was constantly babbling in school, he had recognized her strength and her sense of certainty of her place in the world.
That was gone now. For a moment, he was confused by it, trying to understand why that would be, but remembering the rumors going around over the deaths of her parents, he figured it out. He knew already that she, Potter, and that damn Weasel had grown distant - more she from them than they from each other - while she was away at school. Perhaps she no longer felt like she had a place in the world.
�You mentioned something about potential children in your letter - what was it you were talking about, sending them away in the summers?� His father�s voice snapped him out of his reverie, staring a moment before he remembered - the marriage contract. That was it. Now curious, he focused on the conversation, as he understood that they were speaking of his children as well, now. A twitch at the concept of bushy-haired know-it-alls being his children, but he pushed the impending mental rant aside.
�It�s what is expected of any children related to the Satoshi clan. And as I have been accepted into the family, my children are to be sent for at least three weeks every summer, to the Satoshi estates for training.�
�You�re part of the Satoshi family?� Draco had a hard time comprehending it - the Satoshi family was one of the most prominent magical families in the world, thanks to Mahoutsukai. It didn�t follow that they would adopt a Mudblood into their ranks. �How?!�
�I lived with them throughout my studies at Mahoutsukai, on the recommendation of Minerva McGonagall. Only Satoshi may live in that area, and as she assured them I could make up for eighteen years of study within a short time, they agreed to allow me to stay. I was trained to be a Satoshi, and my name is now on the family records.�
�But you�re a mud-� The death glare his mother sent him made him quickly change what he had nearly said, knowing that would be the way to a very quick and painful end at the hands of two women. �-muggle born. Why would they adopt you?�
�Do you really think the entire world is like Britain, Malfoy?� A scathing glance was given him, making him glare back. �In Japan, there is no such prejudice against muggles. In fact, unless you are trained to be a priest or priestess, they really don�t consider you to possess true understanding of magic.�
�Why?� Drawing the ire away from his son, Lucius caught Hermione�s attention. He was surprised at how quickly her anger faded once distracted - sharing a glance with Narcissa, he saw she had noticed it, as well. Perhaps this was not as hopeless as he had first thought.
�Discipline. It is so important there, and it takes a great deal of it to become a priest or priestess - if you don�t have enough discipline, it�s highly unlikely that you could ever master your own abilities as a wizard or witch.� A soft laugh, shaking her head. �Of course, it also means that muggles are more likely to feel honored by the presence of a witch or wizard, than to feel threatened by it. So they never needed to separate from the muggles, which allowed them to really know them. It�s hard to hate an entire race if you know it well.�
�That does make sense, I suppose�but don�t the priests think themselves better than other people?�
�Of course - but they also understand that they depend on those other people to keep the legacy of the priests. They realize that magic is found in everything, but only a few people are able to use it consciously - those few people must be trained, whether they are from a family of priests or not.�
��Hermione, have you decided whether or not you will sign the contract?� Narcissa asked quietly, glancing to her son as though warning him.
�If you will adjust the contract to allow the Satoshi family to train any children I may have, I will give it serious consideration.� A sigh, setting her napkin down as they finished lunch. �If that�s all, I should be going. I�m sure you all have things you need to get done.�
�Draco, why don�t you show Miss Granger our manor?� Lucius suggested, catching the entire group off-guard. �You�ve finished your work for the day, and I�m sure Miss Granger won�t mind taking a short trip to see what may be her future home. It would be a good time to get to know each other better, while Narcissa and I go have our lawyer adjust the contract.�
��No, really, it�s quite alright-�
�Oh, but you must, Hermione! I�m certain the two of you have plenty to talk about, and a short tour wouldn�t do you any harm.� Narcissa insisted, rising to her feet.
��we�re not being given a choice, Granger. Let�s get it over with just to keep them quiet.� The dry tone made her sigh faintly in annoyance.
�You�re making this so tempting, Malfoy. How could I ever say no to such gallantry.� Glaring at him again, she rose and moved to pick up the bill, only to have Draco slip it from her fingers before she could react. He calmly placed the money to pay for it - plus extra for the tip - with it in it�s black holder and set it on the table. Turning to take her arm, he saw the look of absolute horror on her face.
�What is it Granger? It�s my fault we�re here, I�m not making you-�
�No, I swear that was a reporter from the Daily Prophet outside.�
�What of it?�
�He had a camera, Malfoy.� The entire group stared at her, but Lucius shook his head.
�They wouldn�t dare print it. Those photographers have learned not to touch my family. We�ll meet you both at the manor in an hour or so.� Nodding to them both, he lead his wife outside, leaving Draco to follow with Hermione, both stepping back into the alleyway.
�I think you know how Side-Along Apparition works.� Before she could respond, they were in the process, and soon enough, she was being lead through the biggest manor she had ever seen. Enjoyable though the tour was, it would have been better without the temptation to slap her guide upside the head for his sarcastic comments.
Three hours later, however, she was thinking quite differently. Draco had shown her the library, and instantly he had an entirely different tone - honest and quite enthused about the books he told her about.
��you�re a closet bookworm!� She accused suddenly, only to have him freeze, clutch his heart, and give her the best wounded look she had ever seen.
�You�ve discovered my biggest secret. I am so ashamed.� He commented - to his shock, rather than get agitated, Hermione burst into laughter.
�That was awful, Malfoy. You desperately need acting classes, that was too overdone!� Snickering still, she turned away, only to stare at her hand as he took it. ��why are you touching me?�
��if we get married, I recommend you get used to it now.� He muttered, leading her from the room and into the gardens - where she stared in complete awe. �My favorite place on the estates is up ahead. Don�t get me wrong, I still think you�re a mouthy know-it-all. �but you�re better than most of the women on that damn list they sent out, and I�d rather it be the evil I know than the one I don�t.�
�I�m evil? Pot meet kettle, Malfoy!�
�Oh shut up.� He growled - only to stop as he saw her freeze as she noticed her surroundings. This he understood all too well. His favorite part of the estate was near a stream, a weeping willow rising from its banks to shade a small bench - flowers grew alongside the opposite bank, and it was quiet but for the stream�s laughter.
��it�s beautiful, Malfoy.�
��If we�re going through with this, we should probably stop using surnames, Hermione. I�d recommend you start calling me Draco.�
��you�re right.� A deep breath, closing her eyes. ��are we really going to go through with this at all, Draco? Getting married? We barely know each other, and what we do know, we hate��
��it�s better than the alternative, isn�t it?� As she turned and looked up to him, he flinched at the fear he saw in her eyes.
��Is it, though?�

Author�s Note:

Yay! Done! So one test down, only the MRI to go - which I�m terrified of. Apparently the dye they inject is HORRIBLY painful (yay for boyfriends who just decide to make you so excited for something you have no choice but to have done. >.<)

Thank god for fan fiction, it�s the perfect way to calm myself down. So here�s chapter five for you all!
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