Finding Home | By : GreyEyedPhantom Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8290 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 8
~Draco’s POV~
So this is Hermione’s childhood home. I should have known she was here. It even looks like her. A beautiful work of architecture. I had never really thought all that much about muggle homes. I mean, when I was a child I thought muggles lived in hovels and were only slightly better than squibs. At least they had magic coursing through their veins. And then I met her. And I knew she didn’t come from uneducated peoples that burrowed underground.
I came from aristocratic wealth and all that followed me was the knowledge that I wasn’t meant for a pleasant existence. I understood the darkness. It was my home. It kept me close, promising to never leave me for another. I believe that’s why Lucius fell. Because the darkness trapped him. It wouldn’t allow him reprieve to enjoy the lightness in life. His wife and son. Those that he truly loved but could not protect because the darkness was his master, his resistance was unfortunately futile. Maybe he fell knowing that his son was stronger. That his son had seen a lightness that the darkness had no power over. Maybe even he too had seen the lightness, but it was too late for him.
It was in Hermione. The moment I laid eyes on the muggle born creature I knew the darkness had no domination here. In fact, I’m not sure of anything that did.
Looking around I noticed the place was spotless. Though, it smelled a bit like Mongolian Chicken. I am guessing that trying to have her magic traced would be pointless since she clearly isn’t using it. Hmmmm, Mongolian Chicken. Was that a craving or was she just hungry? I should be the one running out and buying groceries to accommodate all of her pregnancy cravings. I hate that Ginny’s right, but Ginny’s right. She shouldn’t be doing this alone. She should be resting. She should be with her friends and family. She needs to know that she is loved. And most undeniably not alone.
Ok. So she isn’t here. She isn’t contacting her friends. Definitely not contacting myself. She didn’t apparate or floo because she knew that would be bad for the baby. My baby. OUR baby. I bet she’s seen a healer. I wonder if she went back to the muggle world. Are their healers different? What are they called again, dealers? For some reason that doesn’t sound right. Dollars? I need to get a book about this stuff. Think like Hermione. It shouldn’t be this difficult, we were together for like three years, and I know her! She hates brooms so she didn’t fly, at least not on a broom. Shit, she did fly. I may need some help with this. Potter knows muggles!
After apparating back to Diagon Alley I decided to send Potter a quick entreaty and make my way to Shakespeare’s, the new bookstore that Hermione financially backed.
Potter,
I have an idea of how to find her. She’s not using magic but I think you knowing your way around muggles could help and as loathe as I am to admit it, I need your help.
DM
There. I did it. I asked for help. From Potter of all people. (cringe) Even though I’ll never tell, I respect him a great deal but his ability to be a martyr can become exhausting. Since I myself am truly not, I simply don’t understand. However, I do know that he loves her and that I can trust him which is really all I need to know right now.
She loves this store and watching her contribute to make it a reality made me love her even more.
~Flashback~
“No, see what a great bookstore needs is a bakery. Not just a coffee shop. You want a place with cozy chairs and fireplaces with little tables to hold their treats while they disappear into Bronte, Dickens, Poe, and dare I say it? Yes Shakespeare! Everyone should have the opportunity to read magical and muggle authors alike and sanction their souls need to be satiated by their words, their knowledge and their truths. Draco, this bookstore is my dream for all witches and wizards. This isn’t just a place to come buy a couple of books, it’s a retreat. It’s a sanctuary. Like my sanctuary is in your arms, this is the place for those who haven’t yet found their very own Mr. Darcy.”
I do love her. But there will be no retreat today. Today I will be buying a couple of books and then I will find her. If Potter will ever respond.
After purchasing the baby books I set out to learn something about pregnancy! Like muggle healers are called doctors!! But I still feel like a doctor may not be equipped to deal with a magical pregnancy. And I still know nothing about babies, either way, I was grateful to hear the hooting of Hedwig.
DM
Ill apparate over in half an hour.
Potter
Half an hour. And then we can plan. Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes and I could see her. Her belly is very swollen with my child. I know that she isn’t so far along yet but this isn’t the first time I’ve had this particular fantasy. It happens to be one of my favorites. And now, just like then, I’ve always wondered what will I pass on to our child? Will he have my blonde hair, my grey eyes, and my affinity to burn in the slightest attention of the sun? Will he shine as she does? Making friends, smiling easily, laughing because he isn’t plagued by darkness? Or will my misfortunes pass on to him regardless of my efforts to leave them behind?
-POP-
“Alright, Malfoy, what do you have in mind?” Harry asked before he was even acknowledged.
“What do you know about airports?”
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