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Blood Ties	By : Beloved_Enemy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17628 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Hermione was sitting on her bed glaring at the article that had singlehandedly shot her plan to hell. She had been planning on writing to everyone and then letting them get used to the idea before showing them the ‘new her.” Baby steps; she had wanted baby steps. This had been one giant shove and now Ron hated her. Ginny had taken it in stride and had been very supportive, as Hermione had suspected, but she wasn’t sure how Harry had taken it. He had just stood there, looking between her and Ron with a confused expression on his face. Was he siding with Ron or Ginny? She hadn’t been entirely surprised when Ron had freaked out her, but she had been surprised when he acted like it was all her fault and as though it had been her choice. She couldn’t stand the fact that one of her best friends was so mad at her. So much had happened and she really needed all the friends and support that she could get.
A knock on her door brought Hermione out of her thoughts, “Come in.”
The door opened and Ginny poked her head inside, “Can I come in?”
Hermione smiled, “Of course.”
Ginny stepped in and shut the door behind her, “Ron will come around, Hermione. You know what a hot head he is and this is...a lot to take in.”
Hermione sighed, “I know, Gin, but that doesn’t change the fact that I want to hex the stupid git.”
Ginny grinned, “Get in line, sister.”
Hermione smiled and patted the bed beside her and Ginny came to sit beside her.
“Did Harry say anything after I left?” Hermione asked.
“I told him to go talk some sense into Ron while I talked to you and her started protesting about leaving me and you alone with Zabini and Malfoy.”
Hermione rolled her eyes, “I guess I was stupid to think that everyone would just accept this with big smiles.”
“A little unrealistic, yes; but not stupid.”
Hermione gave Ginny a small smile and Ginny decided to change the subject, “Can I just tell you how jealous I am that you are going to be spending so much time with two extremely edible guys?”
Ginny gave her a devilish smile and Hermione laughed, “Well, one of those guys is my brother and the other one is--”
“Heart stoping beautiful?” Ginny offered.
“I was going to say Malfoy; he’s in his own category.”
“He certainly is, and you are going to be spending a whole lot of time with him, I imagine. You know, with your brother being his best friend and all.”
“If you have a point, please get to it soon.”
“I know about your crush on him.”
Hermione’s eyes went wide, “How did you--why would you think that?”
Ginny rolled her eyes, “I’m your best friend, Hermione. It’s my job to know these things.”
“But how--was I obvious? Oh, god, I hope no one else noticed!” Hermione was starting to panic.
“Calm down; you weren’t obvious at all. I just happened to see you looking at him a few times the way I used to look at Harry.”
“Oh, Ginny, you can’t tell anyone!”
Ginny pretended to be offended, “What kind of a friend do you think I am, Hermione?”
“I would absolutely die if he ever found out!”
Ginny smiled, “Your secret is safe with me.”
Hermione hit Ginny with a pillow, “What about that comment you made earlier about my family? You fancy Blaise, don’t you.”
Ginny blushed, “Can you blame me? It’s not like he’d waste his time on me, though, but I still get to look. We shall make a game out of it; we will make some popcorn and sit in your common room and ogle Blaise and Malfoy.”
“What are you talking about Ginny? You are absolutely beautiful; Blaise would be a complete git to not see everything that I see.”
Ginny looked down at her hands, “Harry never saw it. If I couldn’t land Harry, there’s no way I’d ever get someone as amazing as Blaise.”
Hermione frowned, “Ginny, you know why Harry...rejected you. He said it was too awkward with your brother being his best friend.”
“So he says.” Ginny replied. The subject of Harry rejecting Ginny was still a very touchy subject for her even though it had happened over a year ago. Ginny had been head over heels for Harry and he had flat out rejected her, saying that he didn’t want to risk losing his friendship with either Ron or her by getting into a relationship.
“Ginny, I thought you had made peace with this.”
“I have, it just still hurts sometimes.”
“Well, the best way to get over a broken heart is to find someone who’s actually worthy of your affection.”
Ginny chuckled, “Still talking about Blaise?”
“He’s a good guy, Ginny.”
“Yea, and he’s way out of my league.”
Hermione glared at her friend and opened her mouth to protest when there was a knock at the door.
“Come in.” Hermione said.
The door opened and Rachel poked her head in and immediately saw The Daily Prophet and frowned, “Oh dear, I was hoping you hadn’t seen it yet.”
Hermione stood up and walked to her mom, “Oh, I’ve seen it; so have all my friends.”
At the mention of friends, Rachel noticed Ginny, “Oh, hello there. Who might you be?”
Ginny stood up and held her hand out to Rachel, “I’m Ginny Weasley, ma’am.”
Rachel gasped, “You are Arthur Weasley’s little girl! Oh child, you have my deepest sympathy; living with all those boys!”
Hermione and Ginny laughed, “Well, it has certainly given me a thick skin.”
Hermione smiled, “Yes, it has. She is not one to be trifled with.”
Rachel put her hand on Ginny’s cheek, “Well, you are certainly lovely, aren’t you. It’s good that you have all those boys around to look out for you.”
Ginny considered it to be quite the compliment, considering who it was coming from, “Thank you, ma’am.” Ginny blushed.
Rachel waved her hand, “Nonsense; call me Rachel!”
She turned her attention back to Hermione, “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’ll be fine; people were going to find out eventually anyway.”
“Well, you know what always cheers me up when I have a bad day?” Rachel pulled a sack out of her purse and handed it to Hermione, “Shopping!”
Hermione opened it up and gasped, “There’s so much money in here!”
“Yes, and it’s yours. I insist that you take your lovely friend and go shopping. Do not come back until you have spent every last penny! I have added you to the Zabini account at Gringott’s. If you decided that you need some more, just go in and show them your wand to prove you identity and you will get access to our vault.”
Hermione very much wanted to protest, but seeing the smile on Rachel’s face, she just couldn’t do it. She knew that she was just going to have to get used to all of this; this was her life now.
Hermione put the money in her bag and smiled, “Thanks, mum. Do you want to come with us?”
“Oh, I would love nothing more, but I have a little matter to address at The Daily Prophet. When I get done with Rita Skeeter, she will be begging for scraps on the corner!”
Rachel kissed Hermione goodbye, hugged Ginny, and then was out the door again.
Ginny squealed and grabbed Hermione’s hand, “Come on, we are so going shopping!”
~~~

Three hours later, Hermione was just about dead on her feet. She had practically bought out Diagon Alley. She had gotten all the supplies she needed for school, treats and toys for Crookshanks, so many clothes and shoes that she had no idea what to do with, several outfits for Ginny, much to her friend’s protests, makeup to better accentuate her amazing new features, as Ginny put it, miscellaneous accessories, and a cheesy t-shirt for Blaise that said, “World’s Best Brother.” Hermione was about to insist that they sit down when Ginny grabbed her arm and starting pulling her towards Madame Malkin’s.
“I saw the cutest dress in here earlier and I think you should get it!” Ginny said excitedly.
“Ginny, I need to sit down before my feet fall off!” Hermione whined.
Ginny just rolled her eyes and pulled Hermione into the store, “There will be plenty of time for resting later!”
Ginny went straight to the rack where she had seen the dress and pulled it off the hanger, “Here, go try this on.”
Hemione stared at the dress, “Ginny, that is not a dress; that’s underwear!”
Ginny rolled her eyes, “Oh, live a little Hemione! You are going to kill in this!” Ginny shoved Hermione into the dressing room and held the door closed, “You are not coming out unless you are wearing that dress!”
Hermione growled at her friend as she began undressing. She slipped the dress on, zipped it up, and then turned around to inspect it.
“Wow.” Hermione breathed.
~~~
Blaise and Draco had spent most of the afternoon getting their supplies for school and blowing a lot of money on Quidditch stuff. They had just come out of Quality Quidditch Supplies when the were both smacked in the head from behind. They spun around preparing to pummel the culprit when they were met with the mischievous grin of Theodore Nott. Theodore was the third member of their group and as equally attractive. He had shaggy brown hair and hazel eyes that often changed shades, depending on his mood. Being a Quidditch player, he was just as fit as Blaise and Draco and he made damn sure that everyone knew it. While Draco’s cockiness had mellowed out a bit in the last few years, Theodore’s was still going strong. He knew how much the girls wanted him and he enjoyed it immensely. He had had to tone it down a bit since he had started going out with Daphne Greengrass at the beginning of the summer, but he was still a major flirt. Daphne didn’t mind so much, as long as he never touched. Hermione, Harry and Ron had always been referred to as ‘The Golden Trio,’ and over the years, people had started referring to Blaise, Draco and Theodore as ‘The Silver Trio.’ They absolutely despised the name, and they would beat the stuffing out of anyone that called them that, unless it was a girl. If it was used by a girl, they used it to their “advantage.”
At the sight of their friend, Blaise and Draco smiled at him.
“What are you wankers doing down here? Haven’t you read the paper today?” Theodore asked.
Blaise growled, “That bloody paper! Yes Nott, we’ve seen it. Draco saw it first and was kind enough to show it to me.”
“Your welcome.” Draco smiled.
“How in the bloody hell do they come up with this stuff anyway?” Theodore asked.
Blaise and Draco looked at each other for a moment before Blaise spoke, “It’s true, Theo.”
Theo looked at his two mates, waiting for them to start laughing. When they didn’t, his eyes went wide, “You’re taking the piss--”
“Nope, it’s all true; I don’t have any idea how that twat Skeeter found out about it though.”
Theo let out breath, “I’ll be damned. You and Granger are...twins?”
Draco grinned, “Can you believe it?”
Blaise punched Draco, “I’m glad that you find this so amusing.”
“Well, it is highly amusing.” Theo said, “I mean, it is Granger we’re talking about. She’s nothing like your family.”
Draco snorted, “You haven’t seen her.”
Blaise gave his friend a knowing look and Draco gave him a guilty smile.
“Oh, and you have seen her?”
Draco nodded, “She’s staying with Blaise until we go back to school.”
Theo looked thoughtful, “I see.”
“She’s a lot like my family, actually.” Blaise volunteered, “She’s brilliant, like me; we’ve both been made the Heads for this year. She’s got a big heart like my mother and she’s fascinated by the strangest things, just like my father.”
“Interesting. She’s also your twin and has had a glamour on her all these years? What does she look like now?”
Blaise smirked, “Ask Draco.”
Draco glared at him, “Just because I think she’s..fit, it doesn’t mean what you think it means. I would have to be bloody blind not to notice her new....attributes.”
Theo grinned, “Does Draco fancy your newly found sister?”
“He’d fancy a good roll in the hay with her, I suspect.” Blaise snickered.
“And you’re ok with that?”
“Well, he’s assured me that that isn’t going to happen, so I’m trusting him. He’s well aware of what I’m going to do to him if he tries that shit that got him pummeled last summer by that girl’s brother.”
Theo grinned, “I remember that!”
Draco glared at his best mates, “Would you two stop talking about me like I’m not here!? Also, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Blaise scoffed, ‘Bullshit you don’t know; Theo and I both had to pull that guy off you after he caught you with his sister.”
Draco smirked, ‘Oh yea, I remember that. I never got to finish what I started; at least, not with her.”
Blaise rolled his eyes, “And that’s why you’re going to stay away from Hermione.”
“I already told you, Zabini; I do not fancy your bloody sister!” Draco barked.
“We’ll see.”
Draco rolled his eyes, “Are we going to stand out in the street all day like complete gits, or are we going somewhere else?”
“I need to go to Malkin’s and get a present for my mum’s birthday.” Blaise said.
“Well let’s get to it then. You coming along, Nott?”
Theo looked at his watch, “Yeah, I’ll tag along for a while. I have to meet Daphne in an hour.”
They all headed off in the direction of the dress shop.
~~~
Ginny yanked open the door and gasped, ‘Oh, Hemione! I told you it would be amazing!” She grabbed Hermione’s hand and pulled her out to stand in front of the set of mirrors, “You are absolutely freaking gorgeous!”
Hermione stared at her reflection in awe; it was a strapless, royal blue dress with shimmery satin material that went to her mid thigh and hugged her curves perfectly. It showed off her cleavage just enough to be sexy, but not overly so. She absolutely loved the dress, but she couldn’t imagine when she would ever have an occasion to wear it, and she told Ginny that.
“Well, I realize that at our age we don’t have that many reasons to wear stuff like this, but wouldn’t you just love to be able to at least say that you own a dress as amazing as this!?” Ginny exclaimed.
Hermione tuned back around and continued admiring the dress, “Yes, it really is stunning.”
Ginny squealed and jumped up and down, “Yay! So, you’re buying it then!”
Hermione’s eye caught another dress and she pulled it off the rack and handed it to Ginny, “Here, try this on. If I am going to have a dress like this, then so are you!”
Ginny didn’t have to be told twice. She grinned and disappeared into the dressing room. After a few moments, she stepped out and Hermione grinned, “Oh Ginny, you really are beautiful.” It was a little black sleeveless dress similar in length to Hermione’s, with a lace bustline.
The girls were so busy admiring the dresses that they didn’t hear the front door open. Blaise, Draco and Theo entered the shop, talking amongst themselves. Theo was the first to look up and he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the girls.
He let out a low whistle, “Sweet merciful Merlin.”
The other two looked up and had similar reactions.
Blaise looked at Hermione and smiled, “You really do look just like our mother; absolutely breathtaking.”
She blushed and his eyes wandered over to Ginny and he couldn’t help but stare; Hermione noticed this and she grinned. Theo also noticed this and he elbowed Blaise in the ribs, “Red is a good color for you, mate.”
Blaise snapped out of his trance and punched Theo in the arm, “Shut up.”
Ginny blushed for the second time that day under Blaise’s gaze and she looked away. Hermione couldn’t help but look at Draco to gauge his reaction to the dress and the look in his eyes set her insides on fire. She knew that it was the dress that was making him give her that look, and she also knew that he would look that way at any girl in a dress like that. She shoved that thought out of her mind and decided to believe that he was looking at her like that because he wanted nothing more than to throw her down and ravage her right there on the floor of Madame Malkins. Of course, she had absolutely no idea that that was pretty much exactly what Draco was thinking at that moment. When he laid his eyes on Hermione in that dress, he knew then and there that she was going to be the death of him. How in the hell was he supposed to stay away from her when she was practically begging him to rip her clothes off? It was completely unfair; although it seemed about right considering all the crap that he had put her through in the past. His karma had finally come to collect, it seemed.
Theo had, of course, noticed the ‘moment’ between Draco and Hermione and he opened his mouth to say something before Draco stopped him, “If you say a word, no one will ever find your body.”
Theo just smirked, Hermione blushed, and Draco looked anywhere but at her. Not being able to resist messing with them a little, Theo walked over and started circling the girls, “It’s times like this that I really regret being monogamous.”
Both girls snorted in disgust and Hermione put her hands on her hips, “Greengrass really lucked out when she snagged you, didn’t she?”
Theo stopped in front of Hermione and was close enough that she could feel the heat coming off his body, “I love the feisty ones. You know, I’d be willing to make an exception for you.”
Hermione was so flustered, she didn’t know what to do; No guy had ever hit on her so aggressively, let alone someone as hot as Nott. She knew that she was going to have to get used to this kind of attention, so she thought hard for the right response. Her eyes flicked over to Ginny and she suddenly remembered something that Ginny had said to a guy that had hit on her in Hogsmeade last year. Hermione put on the best flirty smile she could manage and she leaned into Nott’s ear and said loud enough for everyone to hear, “Dream on, Nott.”
He just smiled at her and she side stepped him and walked over to Blaise, “Why are you friends with him?”
“Because I keep his life interesting.” Theo winked at her.
She turned her attention back to Blaise, and Theo turned to Ginny. She put her hand up to stop him, “Not a word, Nott.” She went over to Hermione and he followed silently behind her with a shit eating grin on his face.
“What are you doing here?” Hermione asked Blaise.
“I came to get a birthday present for mum. Her birthday is on Wednesday and I was thinking we could have a little party for her tomorrow. It’s good that your here too; you can pick out your own present for her. What are you guys doing here?”
“Shopping.” Hermione said.
“Yea, your mum gave Hermione an obscene amount of money and told her not to come home until it was all gone. She knew how upset Hermione was with the whole Daily Prophet fiasco and she said that shopping always makes her feel better.” Ginny smiled.
“It’s true; my mum has always had a serious shopping fetish. I don’t see any bags though.”
Hermione pointed to the dressing room, “They’re in my bag; I used a shrinking spell on everything. I’ve never spent so much money in my life.”
“Well, do you feel better?” Blaise asked.
Hermione smiled guiltily, ‘Yeah, I think I do.”
“Well, mission accomplished then.”
“Are you going to add these lovely dresses to your inventory?” Theo asked.
“Yes!” Ginny said before Hermione could change her mind.
“I suppose, but we should go change.”
“Now, why would you want to do a thing like that? Just where them out of here and give me some enticing scenery to look at.”
Hermione stuck her tongue out at him an he smirked, “Don’t tease me, love.”
Hermione blushed and grabbed Ginny’s arm and pulled her over to the dressing rooms to change. Theo watched them walk away and Draco smacked the back of his head, “Eyes on your own paper, Nott.”
Theo grinned, “My paper isn’t here, so I have to look at yours.”
“She is not my paper.”
Theo scoffed, “You aren’t fooling anyone, mate.”
“He’s right.” Blaise agreed. It was obvious to even the dumbest person that Draco had a thing for his sister and even though Blaise was well aware of his reputation, he also knew that Draco would never do anything to muck up their friendship. Mostly, he was worried about Hermione. He had heard about her innocent reputation at Hogwarts and he didn’t think that Draco would be the right person to sully her reputation. Blaise decided that he would worry about that later and would deal with it when the time came. If Draco really wanted to be with Hermione, he wouldn’t stop them, but he certainly wasn’t going to encourage them either.
Draco punched both of them, “Shut the fuck up about her, would you!?”
Theo put his hands up in surrender, “Ok, I can see that we’ve hit a nerve.”
Draco growled and Theo winked at him.
Draco opened his mouth to lay into Theo, but the girls came out of the dressing room. Draco shut his mouth and just glared at him. Hermione snatched Ginny’s dress and put them on the counter and turned to Blaise, “I have no idea what to get mum.”
Blaise took her hand and pulled her over to a glass counter and pointed to a gorgeous platinum butterfly pendant with two pink stones, a purple stone, and a green stone.
“Mum is a fool for butterflies. Two pink tourmalines for our birthdays, a peridot for her’s, and an amethyst for dad’s. I had ordered this a few months ago, and asked them to add another pink stone the other day. I figure we can both give it to her.”
“You obviously put a lot of thought into this gift; I can’t take that from you.”
“You aren’t taking anything from me, Hermione. Besides, I think you know enough about mum by now to know that she will cry buckets when we both give this to her.”
Hermione smiled, “I think you’re right.”
“Of course I am.” Blaise grinned.
“Alright, I’ll share your present.”
Hermione paid for the dresses and Blaise paid for the pendant and they went back to their friends. Ginny was hurling insults at Theo as he was shamelessly hitting on her and Draco was looking at the pair with an amused expression. Ginny saw Hermione and groaned, “Thank God; can we leave please? I’m two seconds away from hexing this fool’s bits off.”
Hermione turned to Blaise, “Don’t you owe me a lunch?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Good, cuz I’m starving.” Draco said.
Blaise looked at Ginny, “Care to join us Miss Weasley?”
Ginny blushed, “Sure.”
He smiled at her and turned to Theo, “How about you, Nott?”
The girls glared at him and he chuckled, “I would love to, but I have to meet Daphne.”
The boys all did a weird, guy handshake thing as their goodbye and Theo turned to the girls. Before they could protest, he took their hands and kissed them, “See you later Little Red.” He looked at Hermione, “Vixen.”
The girls opened their mouths to protest their new nicknames, but Theo was already out the door.
Hermione turned to Blaise, “Does Greengrass know what kind of a guy he is?”
“He’s a shameless flirt, but he’s a good boyfriend. He’d never cheat on her.”
“That’s good I guess. So, where are we going for lunch?”
“The Leaky Cauldron?”
“Works for me.”
Hermione shrunk her last package and stuffed it in her bag and they all left the shop.
~~~
While the teens were eating, Ginny, Blaise and Draco got on the subject of Quidditch and Hermione checked out. She had never been interested in the sport, but she always went to the games to support her friends. She wondered how mad Harry and Ron would get when she rooted for both Gryffindor and Slytherin when they played against each other this year.
“What’s funny?” Ginny asked.
Hermione smiled, “I was just thinking about how Harry and Ron will react when I root for both Gryffindor and Slytherin on the days you play against each other.”
Draco scoffed, “Why would you want to root for a losing team at all?”
Hermione smirked, “Good point; Gryffindor it is.”
Ginny laughed and both Slytherins scowled at her.
Blaise decided to get refills for everyone’s drink, and Ginny saw this as the prefect opportunity to give Hermione and Draco some ‘alone time.’ She knew the two teens were harboring lustful thoughts towards each other and she was all too willing to help them out.
“I’ve gotta use the loo, I’ll be right back.” Before Hermione could protest, Ginny was up and gone, leaving Draco and Hermione with a very awkward silence,
Hermione studied Draco as he was sitting across from her, looking anywhere but at her. He clearly thought this was just as awkward as she did, but of course he wasn’t about to admit it; she rolled her eyes and continued to watch him.
Draco could feel her eyes on him; he tried to ignore her, but it was starting to get on his nerves. After what seemed like an hour, he sighed dramatically and looked at her, “Something on your mind Gran--Zabini?”
Hermione knew what she wanted to say, she just wasn’t sure that she actually wanted to bring it up. She had been hoping that he would have been the one to extend the olive branch, but that clearly wasn’t going to happen anytime soon and she just couldn’t take the awkwardness anymore.
She took a deep breath and went for it, “I am Blaise’s sister and you are his best friend.”
Draco quirked an eyebrow at her, “You don’t say; I had no idea.”
Draco knew that he was being an ass, but he had spent the last hour breathing in her scent, watching her laugh and remembering her in that little blue dress, and it had taken an incredible amount of self control for him not to throw her on the table and do ungodly things to her right in front of her brother and best friend. What the hell was this girl doing to him? He didn’t even like her! Yes, she was incredibly hot, but she was also the insufferable know it all from Gryffindor with a personality to match. She was making an effort to be civil to him, but he needed to keep his distance. One thing that he was good at was being snarky, sarcastic, and generally unpleasant; it was best to stick with what he knew.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him, “Sarcasm is very unbecoming, Malfoy. Can I finish?”
Draco waved his hand for her to continue.
“As I was saying, we are two very important people in his life and I don’t want him to feel like he has to choose between us because we can’t get along.”
Draco sneered at her, “Choose between us? Do you honestly think that he would choose you? I’ve been in his life since we were in diapers; can you say that same?”
The words left Draco’s mouth before he could stop himself and he instantly felt like a dick; her life had been stolen from her and he was rubbing it in. He saw several emotions flash across Hermione’s eyes and none of them were pleasant.
Hermione was seething, “You know, here I was stupid enough to think that you had actually changed and were no longer the immature, prejudiced, self absorbed, ignorant, cruel little ferret that you were three years ago; clearly I was wrong! You just stay away from me Malfoy; I’ll make a damn schedule for Blaise’s time if I have to!”
Hermione abruptly stood up and stormed out the door.
“Way to go, Draco; you are a fucking moron.” He spat to himself.
Across the room, Ginny saw Hermione storm out and she sighed to herself, “Too soon, Ginny.”
Blaise had also seen Hermione leave and he stormed over to Draco.
“What the hell, Draco?” He barked.
“What did you say to her, Malfoy?” Ginny came to stand next to Blaise with her hands on her hips.
“I don’t want to say, but believe me, I feel like an ass.”
“You look like one too!” Ginny made to go after Hermione, but Draco stopped her.
“No, I fucked up; let me fix it.”
“I think you’ve done enough, Malfoy!
“Just let me try.”
Before Ginny could protest, Malfoy was making his way out the door. He looked around and saw Hermione standing against the wall a few feet away, crying. Draco swore to himself and made his way towards her. Hermione looked up and saw him walking her way and she turned around and started walking the other way.
“Hermione, stop.”
The fact that Malfoy had used her first name was enough to make her stop. She quickly wiped her tears away and turned to face him, “What do you want, Malfoy?”
“I’m sorry.”
Hermione’s look of contempt vanished and confusion replaced it, “What?”
Draco chuckled at her expression, “I said, I’m sorry. Out of all the nasty things I’ve said to you in the past, that was the worst, and I’m sorry. “
“Oh.” Was all Hermione could get out.
“You were right the first time, I’m not the same person I used to be. I just don’t really know how I’m supposed to act around you now, so my instincts of being a dick to you kicked in and it just came out. I swear I didn’t mean it; I can’t imagine what you are going through and I feel like an ass. So, I’m sorry.”
“Oh.”
Draco smiled, “Is that all you are going to say?”
Hermione cocked her head to the side, like she was trying to figure him out, “Apology accepted.” She said at last.
“Thank you. So, you can finish what you were trying to say earlier and I swear I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
“Well, I was just going to say that as long as you are in Blaise’s life, you will be in my life too and I think it would be easiest if we just....well, put the past behind us. Despite your recent outburst, I really do think you’ve changed. I think we should call a truce, you know, for Blaise’s sake.”
Draco smirked at her, “So, you want to be my friend?”
Hermione blushed, “Well, I would’nt go that far; more like...not enemies.”
“I can live with that.”
“Ok, good.”
“Can we please go back inside now? Blaise and Weasley will carve me liver if I return without you.”
Hermione smiled, “It would serve you right.”
Draco gave her a genuine smile and she noticed how it just lit up his face. It was a shame that he had hidden behind his sneers and smirks all those years; he really was beautiful.”
“Alright there?”
Draco’s voice startled her out of her daze and she blushed; that seemed to be her permanent color when he was around.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Let’s go back inside.”
Draco held the door open for Hermione and he saw Ginny and Blaise’s features soften when they saw that she was smiling. They sat down and Draco scowled at Blaise and Ginny, “See, I told you I would fix it.”
Ginny glared at Draco and gave Hermione a concerned look, “Are you alright?”
Blaise joined in on the Draco bashing, “Yeah, I’ll kill him for you if you want.”
Hermione laughed, “I’m fine, really. This is all still pretty awkward and it’ll just take a while to get used to things. He apologized and we called a truce; all is well.”
She smiled at Draco and he could actually feel his resolve slipping away.
~~~
The man was scanning over The Daily Prophet when a headline caught his eye. He read the article at least four times in disbelief. She had been found? The man got an evil glint in his eye as he read the article again and he called his friend into the room.
“What is it?”
The man threw the paper in front of his friend, “She’s come out of hiding.”
Man #2 read the article and his eyes got huge, “I’ll be damned.”
Man #1 grinned, “After ten years, I’ve finally found her.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to take what’s rightfully mine, of course. They thought the threat was gone and they let their guard down. Now’s the perfect time to make my move.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea? Circumstances have changed, mate.”
“Does that mean you aren’t going to help me?”
“I told you I’d do whatever I could to help you and I meant it. I just hope that you are prepared for the wrath of Hell that will rain down on you when they discover that you’ve kidnapped their princess.”
“I’ve been preparing for this moment for ten years. By the time they even realize she’s gone, we will be long gone and they’ll never see her again.”
Man #2 smiled, “Sounds good to me. So, what’s the plan?”
~~~
Hmm....a little mystery to figure out!
The next chapter takes them back to school!
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