Moonlight Sonata | By : TerraBloodstar Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Hermione? Are you ready, dear?” Narcissa peeked in to find the young woman staring at herself in the mirror, completely exhausted. Softening, she slipped in and closed the door behind her, moving to sit down beside her soon-to-be daughter-in-law. “…I know it’s hard - it was hard for me, and I was raised in the midst of it all.”
“I don’t even know what they expect from me, Narcissa! How am I supposed to act around them? What do I say? What do I do?!” Hermione wailed, rising to fling herself into the comfort of the bed that was hers until she married. Narcissa sighed, rising from the bench before the vanity to sit on the edge of the bed.
“I wish I had an answer to that…but even now, I don’t know how I am supposed to act, or what they want from me.” A soft smile. “I am simply myself. That is the best any of us can do - be yourself, politely, gracefully.”
“I can’t do this!” Hermione was still having her nervous breakdown five minutes later when the Satoshi twins arrived. While Akiko rushed to the bed and Hermione, Eriko merely frowned, her hands tucked into her kimono sleeves.
“What is wrong with you?” The voice was soft, the disappointed look Hermione found leveled on her bringing yet more tears - even as Narcissa and Akiko looked at Eriko in shock. How could she be so callous?
“Eriko-!”
“No, Akiko. Hermione is a Satoshi. She has faced off with the Emperor! A god, Akiko! And she fears some petty British nobles? It is a disgrace!” The disgust was plain as she turned away, sweeping from the room and allowing the door to slam shut behind her.
“Don’t listen to her, Hermione - you know Eriko…duty, honor, integrity and all that - she doesn’t understand simple human emotions.” Akiko told her, forcing a laugh as she brushed off her skirts and rose. “…she still refuses to wear anything but the most formal of kimono to events like this, so I doubt she understands the pressures of society. I’ll go talk to her.”
“…no.” Hermione pushed herself off the bed, wiping away her tears. “She’s right, Akiko. I am disgracing myself - and more, our family. You’re right, also, Narcissa. All I can do is be myself…and part of that self is Satoshi.”
“Oh dear.” Akiko struggled not to smile - failing miserably.
“I’m wearing my kimono. For this party - my true presentation to the elite of Wizard Britain - I go as myself. And over the past four years, moreover over the past few days, I’ve realized more and more that I am a Satoshi. I must act like one.”
“I knew the verbal beating would take effect.” Eriko chuckled from the now open doorway. Narcissa stared at the girl who had seemed so furious but moments ago, and shook her head. It was no wonder she was the Mahoutsukai representative. She was nothing if not wickedly manipulative.
“How does one prepare for such an entrance?” Narcissa questioned, smiling to Hermione. “I’m afraid I am unfamiliar with Japanese tradition.”
“That’s where we come in. You can make sure everything is going well downstairs. Eriko and I will take care of everything.”
~*~
“Hermione?” The voice from inside the doorway was soft, and as she looked up, it was to see Draco staring at her from just inside the ballroom. Though he was obviously startled by her appearance, he held out his arm. She took it, allowing him to lead her into the ballroom, with many stares and whispers following.
For once, Hermione really didn’t care. Her footsteps were short, perfectly measured - and though she knew it was generally against tradition, a pair of geta were on her feet. Even in the raised sandals, she was still shorter than the man who held her arm, having to glance up to look at him - and found herself shocked by the glowing pride in his eyes.
“…Draco?” The question was puzzled, and the tone itself said it all with just that one whisper. Silver gaze shifted to meet eyes that shone gold in this light, a small smile forming within them - though not on his lips.
“…I was afraid you would lose yourself under society’s pressure… But I forgot I was dealing with a lioness.” Her narrowed eyes and twist of lips brought a smirk to his lips, one which faded rapidly with his next words. “Where did you come by that kimono? Was it a gift of the Satoshi?”
“…No…actually…” A blush - an actual blush - crept into her cheeks as she looked away across the ballroom into which they were slowly descending. “…It was a gift of the Emperor of Japan…in honor of my managing to become part of the Satoshi family, despite being a Westerner.”
“…your armor.”
“Yes, exactly.” He found himself on the receiving end of a delighted smile, one which had him with a gentle smile in return. It lasted until the two of them stepped onto the ballroom floor, at which point Narcissa floated over to them, Lucius stalking not far behind. The man appeared most displeased.
“…dare I ask what inspired this slap to the face of Society? To the face of your country?”
Author’s Note:
Oh dear. I’m so sorry for the immense wait, everyone! Between the fainting thing (cured! It was migraines, of all the simple things in the world!) and going back to school - before withdrawing from school due to massive issues (I lost direction, and didn’t want to waste thousands of dollars hoping I could find it again - and that made me…horribly depressed, to put it mildly) - and coming back home to no internet (back with my parents for the time being, job and apartment hunting at the moment, not to mention being a mommy) I had trouble with writer’s block. But rejoice! For it is no more! ::Happydance.:: I’m finishing this up and starting on the next chapter. Here’s hoping the block doesn’t sneak up on me and bite me in the ass. ^-^;
Thanks so much for all your reviews~! They helped me find my way back to the story. ::Huggles to all!:: Enjoy!
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