Moonlight Sonata | By : TerraBloodstar Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The hours passed, and lunchtime came and went - one of the house elves bringing a tray for Draco, as well as one for Hermione. Hermione’s, however, contained a delicious broth that was used for any family member that did not feel well, as well as a cup of tea. The scent of the broth so near her brought her eyes open, frowning slightly in confusion.
“Where am I…?” Slowly, she pushed herself up to sit, glancing around, only to see Draco rising to his feet from a chair not far away. “Malfoy?”
“I could have sworn we agreed just yesterday to use our given names with each other, Hermione…Eat, you need your strength after all of that.” She simply blinked at him as he sat down on her bedside, lifting the tray to set it across her lap. “And you’re in Malfoy Manor - safe from mass drama.”
“LUCIUS!” The screech was his mother’s, and it was followed by more yelling on her part - berating the man for not taking care of the reporter before he had the chance to blab. Draco sighed, glancing to Hermione. She arched her brow as she sipped the broth, and he did the only thing he could to keep his sanity.
He laughed. Hermione stared as her future betrothed started laughing, confused for a moment by his sudden amusement. It was a nice laugh, to her surprise - deep, but filled with joy. A little smile, hesitant at first, spread across her lips.
“Only my mother…” He wheezed, shaking his head. “Only my mother would have that impeccable sense of timing…”
“Draco?” She managed to whisper, still sipping at the broth, watching as he regained his composure and turned towards her, no longer laughing - though a small smile still held reign on his lips. “…I made my decision. I’ll marry you. I decided last night…before the entire fiasco with my friends…but I’m glad I did. …I have nowhere else to go, now.”
“I’m certain the Satoshi family still would have taken you in, Hermione - Akiko and Eriko did not seem so furious…” He reached out, easily touching her cheek with his fingertips. “I’m going to tell my parents…would you like me to send someone up to sit with you?”
“…No. But I’d like it if we could tell them together. Or I could tell them alone, the choice is yours.” The broth had helped a great deal, and Hermione was already sliding out of bed to look at him. “…where is the restroom?”
“That doorway.” Draco merely watched as she turned away from the door and opened her suitcase, digging out some clothes before she slipped inside - he heard a shower running, then it faded, and in no time at all Hermione stepped out fully clothed and looking much more relaxed than she had before. Dressed in a simple white blouse and black slacks, she glanced over towards him.
“Well? Lead the way…we have a lot to do, I’m sure.”
“Back to your usual bossy self, I see.” Draco murmured, extending his arm. When she took it, he lead her from the room, down the main stairs and across the hall to the library, where faint sounds of voices could be heard. “Maybe you need to get overset more often…”
“Back to your usual obnoxious self…” She retorted in annoyance, glaring at him even as the door opened in front of them and he lead her in. “Narcissa…I’m so sorry you had to witness that scene this morning…”
“It’s alright, dear…I feared they would treat you in such a fashion - Draco insisted we go make sure you were quite well… Otherwise I likely would not have had the notion to check on you, believing you could handle it…I apologize.”
“No, Narcissa, you really shouldn’t, I don’t know why I broke down as I did. It’s quite unusual for me to be so weak…”
“Everyone has their moments of weakness, child. With everything you have been through recently, it is no wonder you have reached your limit.” Lucius’s drawl was no longer nearly as cold as when she had first begun meeting with the family - in fact, it was almost warm at the moment. “Are you well? What do you need?”
“I came to tell you both that I’ve made my choice. I will marry Draco. I thought it might be best if we get started on the arrangements now?”
“Oh!” Narcissa’s eyes widened, hand moving to cover her lips. “Oh dear, there’s so much to be done! I’ll get in touch with the modiste and a reverend - oh and caterers, mustn’t forget those…Hermione, would you mind if I make a list and we can start from there?”
“Of course, Narcissa…” A small smile. “If it wouldn’t be too much trouble, could Draco show me around the Manor again? Since this will be my home, I’d like to get to know it better so I won’t forget what is where…”
“Of course. But you’ve obviously remembered the most important room for you.” Lucius commented, gesturing to the walls lined with books. “…I will not mind if you come here frequently, child. These books are yours to read whenever you wish.”
“I…” Staring rather dumbfounded at the usually cold man, she was startled by the kindness of the gesture - and still more how well he understood her. “…thank you, Lucius.”
“Go on, I’ll get to making the list. Today, the two of you should focus on spending time together - you won’t have much time for that once preparations are truly underway, you’ll both be far too busy…” Shooing them out of the room, Narcissa turned away towards Lucius, who - knowing his wife - already had parchment and quill at the ready.
“Let’s just go, shall we?” Draco murmured, as his mother began reading off a list of things to be done, while his father calmly wrote them. Drawing her through the doorway and closing it firmly behind them, he glanced down to her.
A breath taken, and his hand cupped her chin, tilting her face towards him. The confusion on her face was priceless, but he couldn’t spare much thought for it. The words she had spoken on her last visit to the manor, merely the day before, still whispered through his mind.
“…It’s better than losing our magic…I swear it.” He murmured, his lips pressing to her own. It was gentle at first - but within seconds, a spark caught them both, his arms wrapping around her to pull her close, even as her hands lifted to rest on each side of his face. “I will make sure it’s better…”
Author’s Note:
Sorry about that massive delay - between the flu, my boyfriend’s family get-togethers and their insistence that I be present (they like me. I don’t know why. XD They’d probably freak out if they knew that this is how I write for practice…), and buying The Sims 2 Deluxe Limited Edition (It has Nightlife and Freetime included) and The Sims 2 Seasons…yeah. ^-^; I got a little distracted. My muse kinda disappeared for a little while too, had to drag her back.
Good news, sorta. The MRI came back with no abnormalities to be found in me, unfortunately it’s bad news also, as I still dunno what’s wrong with me. CURSES! Ah well. Til next time, everyone!
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