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Vampire	By : straightlyconfused Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 12535 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Eight: Deception

Monday

In a way, we’re all masters of deception. We spend half our lives trying to trick people around us into believing things that aren’t true – we disguise our hair colour, we disguise our bodies, we disguise our weaknesses, we disguise our embarrassment. Those well practiced in the act of muggle magic call this a ‘sleight of hand’, where the audience sees only what the magician wants them to see and not what is going on below the surface. Which, really, is the exact definition of deception, isn’t it?

Xxxxx

Hermione Ganger had slept on her own last night. It had been her decision, she had a lot of information to process. Draco hadn’t pushed the matter and she’d been glad. Now, this morning, Hermione had dressed herself in a very professional looking grey dress and some black pumps and had dragged herself into work.

This morning Hermione felt she had a bit of an ethical dilemma to sort out. She worked for the Department of Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures, specifically in the division dealing with Vampires. She was now dating a vampire. Did that mean she had put herself into a situation where she had a conflict of interest? Should she speak to someone about it or should she ask to be transferred to a different division? She didn’t know.

Suddenly, the door to her office swung open and Jim dropped a sealed piece of parchment onto her desk.

“Mail Granger” he said gruffly before he left.

The parchment was sealed with Harry’s seal and she broke it open excitedly.

Dear ‘Mione,

How are you? Life over here in America is wonderful (or awesome as the Americans would say). Ron and I are loving life over here and hopefully you will burrow your way out from your self-imposed pile of paperwork and come and visit us soon.

In the meantime, Ron and I will be returning to London this week. Our team is due to verse the Montrose Magpies this Saturday so we’re coming home. The team is due to arrive on Thursday night so we can spend Friday training, however, Ron and I have decided to come a day early in the hopes of seeing everyone. Molly is already organizing a family dinner on Wednesday night and we will allow Ginny to take us out on the town afterwards. We know you’re going to say your busy with work but how often do your two best friends come back into town?

We hope your well and we’ll see you soon.

Love,

Harry and Ron.

“Did you hear the news?!”

Ginny had burst into Hermione’s office looking at her expectantly. Sighing, Hermione held up the boys’ letter to show her that she had indeed heard the news. The disadvantage of Ginny working in the Improper Use of Magic Office, more specifically on the Committee of Experimental Magic, was that she had the ability to drop in on Hermione whenever she wanted.

“Oh yes the boys – I already forged your signature on a form requesting Wednesday and Thursday off – but that’s not the news”

“You what?!” Hermione spluttered.

Ginny waved her hand dismissively, “Its fine ‘Mione. Its not like you didn’t have the time saved up - but will you listen to my news already?!”

Sensing further pouting over Ginny’s identity fraud wasn’t going to work Hermione rolled her eyes and nodded.

“Geez you sure are cranky when you’re at work” Ginny remarked, “Anyway, the news is that in one hour your boyfriend will be standing in the Ministry lobby holding a press conference”

Now that caught Hermione’s attention.

“He will? But why here? Why not at Malfoy Inc.?”

“I’m guessing it probably has something to do with the Minister but really your guess is as good as mine. I don’t know. I’m going to go watch it though. Will you come?”

Hermione looked at her in-tray, stacked full of papers and sighed,

“I guess so”

Hearing this, Ginny threw herself into a chair in front of Hermione’s desk and snatched Harry’s letter from her.

“So… are you going to tell them about Malfoy?”

Xxxxx

Draco stood to the side of the Ministry’s makeshift stage with Theo quietly going over his prepared speech. Blaise had contacted the Ministry first thing that morning and rushed through approval for “The Malfoy Foundation”. Now, Draco was here this morning to make the announcement of its establishment.

Slowly, dribs and drabs of Ministry staff were beginning to pack the lobby, interested in why Draco Malfoy was here and what he has to say. Pansy was seated down the front row, pen in hand, at work today as a reporter for the Daily Prophet. All the seats were taken now and Ministry employees were beginning to stand around the sides. Then, Draco saw her, his little lion cub, standing up the back next to the Mini-Weasal looking steaming hot.

The Minister, Wallace Pimperton, took to the stage to introduce Draco and then it was his turn. Oozing confidence, Draco took to the stage, placing his notes upon the lectern.

“Good afternoon Minister, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Press and Ministry employees. I will make my announcement short as I’m aware of all the work I am currently interrupting.

The previous two years have been a challenge upon the Magical World. This, we can not dispute - everyone has had some role to play. Many have suffered, many have had to forgo pride and honour in order to ask for help and support and I respect that.

Perhaps my actions of some years back ill work against me here as I say this but ladies and gentlemen I have become a man very much against the act of discrimination.

Over the last two years many have established charities, funds, organisations aimed at bettering the lives of those affected by the war and these people are to be commended. However, there is a group of people, today, who have been excluded up until now.

During the war, it was the choice of a few select Vampires to fight besides the Dark Lord. These select few did not represent the entire Vampire community but the entire community has been blamed. Innocent lives have been lost, staked without trial. These injustices have left young mortal children of a Vampire parent parentless and it is an injustice ladies and gentlemen.

So today, I myself, supported by the entire staff at Malfoy Incorporated take great pleasure in announcing the establishment of “The Malfoy Foundation” – a foundation committed to supporting children who have lost Vampire parents. Our foundation will house these children, feed them, clothe them, educate them and protect them.

There was a war ladies and gentlemen and its now time for those of us here at Malfoy Inc. to do our part.

Thank you and Goodbye”

Applause rang out around the lobby as Draco stepped down from the stage to Theo who nodded at him to assure him his speech had been a success.

“Now what boss?” Theo asked cheekily.

Draco grinned, “Back to the office but first I need to locate a certain girlfriend of mine”

Xxxxx

“Well that was an impressive speech” Ginny remarked.

Hermione nodded, she had to agree, Draco was good public speaker. However, his whole foundation had caught her off guard – there hadn’t been a whisper of it, there were always whispers.

“Boyfriend headed your way” Ginny told her, “I’m going to disappear”

She was gone and a second later Draco was there looking very impressive in his suit.

“What did you think?” he asked her.

Hermione smiled, “Impressive. I didn’t even know you were into charities and stuff”

Very casually, Draco shrugged,

“We all have to give something back”

“But a charity is a wonderful gift to society Draco” Hermione told him.

A smirk suddenly graced his features and Hermione knew what was coming.

“Are there any empty broom closets around here? I’ve got a gift I’d love to give you princess”

Predictably, Hermione blushed red.

“Draco! I work here!” she shushed him.

Chucking, Draco shrugged again, “Well you can’t blame me for trying Granger, you look so delectable in your little work outfit. But I guess I can wait for tonight”

“Tonight?” Hermione asked confused.

Draco nodded, “Yes tonight. I’m going to spend the night with you princess. Zuran is entertaining tonight and I generally try to avoid that. Plus, you look like you could use a bit of vampire in you”

He was so crude and Hermione thought she might die of humiliation if one of her co-workers overheard him so again she shushed him.

“I will make us dinner” she told him, “7pm ok?”

He nodded, his tirade of crude implications appearing to have come to an end.

“I will see you then”

Then, in a very un-Draco-like move, he placed a sweet kiss upon her lips and was gone, leaving Hermione to wonder if anyone in the sea of people moving around them had even seen his moment of sweet affection.

Xxxxx

At 6:50pm Hermione was racing around her kitchen, pots boiling, sauce bubbling, stressing out over the conversation she was preparing to have with her boyfriend. He was due to arrive in ten minutes and Hermione was freaking out. This was Draco’s first time in her apartment, his first time sleeping over in her apartment – basically his first everything in Hermione’s apartment.

The minute the clock had hit 5pm, Hermione had fled the office. She needed to get home and ensure her apartment was in order, also she needed to plan some kind of dinner that Draco would be able to eat. Herimione had thrown on a little white dress, casual, almost summery, and had allowed her hair to hang naturally. After a quick look in her cupboard, she’d decided to make spaghetti and had done a quick rush around the apartment to make sure everything was neat.

Now it was 6:56pm and Hermione was concentrating on slowing her racing heartbeat. Draco was a Vampire, he had super hearing so while a regular heartbeat may not jump out at him, a racing one would and Hermione did not want him to know how nervous she was.

At 6:57pm Hermione was contemplating the idea that time was actively slowing on purpose just to bug her and make her squirm. She hated suspense. She needed to distract herself. Sighing, she picked up Harry and Ron’s letter that she had disregarded on the kitchen bench as she’d flown into the kitchen in a flurry. Later that day, an owl had come through to inform Hermione that her request for ‘2 personal days’ had been approved and she’d cursed Ginny slightly. She cursed Ginny because now she had no escape and she’d have to face the possible disaster happening right in front of her. It all came down to the single question, did she tell Harry and Ron about Draco?

Previously, communication with them told her that they were aware of Draco’s transformation. What would they say if Hermione told them she’d decided to start a relationship with him? Already Hermione knew that Ron was anti-vampire – it was a product of his Wizarding upbringing in a society that was essentially scared of them. She was unsure about Harry. Muggles always portrayed Vampires as fictional monsters – an upbringing both he and Hermione had shared – but she’d managed to get past it …. would he?

A knocking at the door broke her train of thought and Hermione glanced at the clock – it was right on 7:00pm. Vowing to come back to Harry and Ron’s letter, Hermione tossed it down on her coffee table as she went to get the door.

Well here goes, she thought.
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