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Tales of Tragic Ends	By : RavieSnake Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 6133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Warning: MCD
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Take Away
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Hermione stepped out of her Floo looking harried and exhausted.
"Why is it always that when you need to be somewhere something comes up?" she grumbled to herself, brushing at her robes. She looked up, pushing a fallen brown curl from her face and spotted Draco on the couch.
"Oh," she said, slightly startled, "Oh, Draco, what time is it? Geez, it must be after six. I am so sorry. I hope you haven't been waiting too long."
Draco simply smiled at her. "Rough day?" he asked pleasantly.
Hermione hung her bag on a hook near the door and tugged off her robes. "You have no idea," she groused, hanging the robes and then stepping over to the couch. She plopped down next to him and leaned her head back with a groan.
“So,” she began as she stared at the ceiling, “I got to work this morning and just as I was about to go into a meeting, of course, I get an urgent memo that I’m needed on the top level. So, I had to postpone the meeting, rush to the top level, help them, then hurry back down...only to find an elf in my office smashing his head in one of my file drawers. So, then I had to sort that out. Then I had to speed through my appointments, cancel and reschedule two others, then have my meeting where everyone was grouchy, submit my report from it to Kingsley… Then I had to contact accounting to try and fix a routing error for the Society because someone sent the wrong invoices last month and an owl crapped on my desk, and then I finally get out of there and… Damn it all, I forgot the take-away!"
She threw her arm over her face and slumped down into the couch.
Draco stared at her wide eyed, but amused. "An owl crapped on your desk?"
Hermione lowered her arm and glared at him. "Only after it delivered the lovely Howler that its owner sent me, yes."
"You got a Howler at work?" he asked surprised.
"Yes. You see it is somehow my fault that the man freed his own house elf," she sneered sarcastically. She turned to Draco with a somewhat wild look. "The arsehole didn't want his wife to catch him cheating. So, what does he do? He gives his elf his mistress’s knickers and tells her to hide them. Then he realizes 'oh shite, I just gave her clothes' and now I'm the bad guy because the elf came to me for new placement. He sent me a death threat even."
“And you like this job why?” Draco asked.
Hermione exhaled dramatically, looking back at the ceiling. “Because I help them. That poor elf was so distraught. The man blamed her for the incident and tried to…I don’t even want to tell you. It was bad and that man is a monster and why any woman would ever want to sleep with him I don’t know. But that elf, she has a new master now. A decent master…because of me.”
“That’s my girl,” Draco teased affectionately, “still saving the world one being at a time.”
Hermione wrinkled her nose at him at that but smiled and put her hand over his to lace their fingers together.
They sat in companionable silence for a moment then until Draco said, “And it’s because he’s wealthy, by the way.”
“What?” Hermione turned to him confused.
“The man,” Draco said matter-of-factly, “if he has an elf, he’s wealthy. That’s why any woman would want to sleep with him.”
Hermione scoffed. “Not any woman. I’m sorry to tell you, rich boy…not all of us will sleep with a man just because of what he has in his vaults.”
Draco grinned widely. “No? So, tell me…why would you sleep with a man?”
Hermione started to smirk at him but then looked curious as the smell of food wafted her way. She sniffed at the air and turned her head to look towards her kitchen table to see take-away boxes set out neatly beside two place settings. She slowly looked back at Draco and smiled. “Because he knew me well enough to know that I’d forget the dinner and picked it up himself,” she said in sincere fondness.
Draco continued to smile and raised a hand to tuck one of her wild curls behind her ear. He leaned in for a kiss and just as their lips were about to touch they were startled apart by a loud cracking noise.
“What the fuck!?” Draco exclaimed angrily as they both looked over to see an obviously distraught house elf shaking in the middle of the living room.
Hermione’s eyes went wide in alarm. “What are you-” she started to ask when the creature turned to interrupt her with tears pouring down its face.
“I sorry, miss,” the elf blubbered. “I sorry, but new master order me…he order me to…I sorry…”
It raised its small hands and Hermione and Draco both reached for their wands but it was too late. Hermione’s body collapsed over onto Draco on the couch and her eyes fell closed as her life slipped away under the elf’s magic.
The elf sobbed when she lowered her hands and then looked at a stunned Draco. “I sorry,” she whispered once more before disappearing with another crack.
Draco blinked at the vacated space and then down at Hermione, lifeless in his lap. “Granger…?” he pushed at her and then reality sank in. He grabbed her by the upper arms and shook her rather violently. “GRANGER!? Hermione!?” He fell to his knees before the couch, taking Hermione’s limp form with him. “No, no, no, no…” he chanted pitifully, tears welling, as he rocked back and forth with her held tightly against him.
He glanced at the rapidly cooling dinner in the kitchen that would never be eaten and the velvet ring box he’d set purposefully before Hermione’s place and then broke down completely.
“Hermione,” he cried wretchedly as he hugged her. “Hermione…”
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