A Brand New Life | By : Vgc99 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8462 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table in the great hall finishing up her homework that was assigned for Christmas break. Her parents told her they had a vacation planned for the break, so she wouldn't be able to stay at the burrow. She was not that disappointed because of everything going on in the wizarding world right now. She didn't know how much longer she may have with her parents now that Voldemort was back.
"Hermione, please put it away, it's bad enough we won't get to see you the whole break," Ginny said, "At least spend the last hour you have with us, not doing your schoolwork."
Hermione looked at Ron and Harry who nodded in agreement with Ginny. She rolled her eyes and shut her book. She knew she was right, it would only be an hour until they would be going their separate ways.
"Do you know what your parents have planned?" Harry asked. She knew Harry was genuinely sad she wouldn't be staying at the burrow for the holidays. They had gotten close this year, especially.
"No idea. I honestly haven't put much thought into it," she said. She looked at Ron and could tell he was upset that she wouldn't be staying, as well. He had been acting kind of weird about that sort of thing lately.
Ginny, Harry, and Ron starting talking about quidditch, unintentionally. They knew Hermione couldn't follow along but it seemed like an inevitable topic with these three. She seized this opportunity to open her books and hopefully finish the little work she had left remaining.
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Hermione walked up to the door of her home, wondering why her parents hadn't run out to greet her yet. She opened the door, it was unlike her parents to not be waiting. "Hello?" She called out into the house. An unfamiliar voice called out to join her in the kitchen. Hermione's heart raced. She dropped her bags and pulled her wand out of the pocket of her coat. She slowly approached the kitchen.
Narcissa waited patiently for Hermione to return home for her holiday break. She was most definitely nervous. She had no idea what to say or if Hermione would even believe her. She was in fact, the wife of a death eater. Hermione would be frightened to see her waiting in her own home, instead of her muggle parents. She already knew she would expect the worse. Hermione was a powerful witch and would not hesitate to act out if she thought her friends or family were in danger.
Narcissa saw Hermione approach the door, already looking quite suspicious. Gods, she was nervous. Though she couldn't let that on. Hermione opened the door and automatically yelled for her parents. No doubt curious as to why they hadn't already greeted her. Narcissa called out to her to join her in the kitchen. She had already put a protecting shield around herself, in case Hermione suspected the worst.
Hermione walked into the kitchen to find a woman sitting at the table. She pointed her wand at the woman. "Where are my parents? Who are you?" She said, cautious. The woman was strikingly beautiful. She looked oddly familiar.. She couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Hermione please put your wand away, dear. Sit, we need to talk," the woman replied, coolly. She looked around the room in search of other wizards or witches, but she could feel they were the only two in the house. She slowly walked towards the table and sat, not lowering her wand.
"I am Narcissa Malfoy," she said, Hermione was confused as to why she was sitting in her kitchen. This was Draco Malfoy's mother. Draco Malfoy and her, were not friends. Her parents were gone. Vigilantly, she looked around the room and turned back to Narcissa.
"Hermione, I know you are worried about the safety of your parents, but I assure you they are fine. I know you also wonder, why I am sitting in your kitchen, but I can assure you again it is not to bring harm to you or your family. Now please, lower your wand," she said softly. Hermione could tell she was not lying. She lowered her wand, but kept it tight in her hand.
"Thank you. Now what I am about to tell you Hermione, is going to be shocking and more than likely to you, unbelievable. So please, do not interrupt and listen to the whole story." Hermione nodded in agreement. She wondered what she was about to find out that could be so life changing. Especially coming from the wife of a known enemy.
"When you were born, your real mother died. She was a strong witch, but she was hunted by someone who wished to harm her and your father, and more than likely you, Hermione," Narcissa said, almost sounding upset. "Your mother and father were great friends of mine. And you were left in my care. You were born into a pureblood family. At the time, my husband was in the ranks of Lord Voldemort himself. I was pregnant with Draco. I already feared for Draco. I did not wish it upon my best friend's daughter. I knew what I had to do when I heard the news about your parents. I had to hide you, Hermione. The first time I held you, I could sense your magical abilities. You were going to be a powerful witch. I had to hide you. I could not raise you in a home with death eaters. They would sense your great abilities and use you for evil. I couldn't let you be brainwashed," she said this with tears in her eyes. "I found a nice muggle home. You wouldn't be found there for 11 years. They wanted children but could not have them. I decided to put you there, Hermione."
"By the time you were 11, Voldemort had been defeated. My worries for you were gone. I wanted to bring you back into our home, but I am not cruel enough to take you from the people who raised you," she sighed. Hermione's mind was reeling. She did not believe her. Or did she? She had no clue what to believe. She wanted to doubt the woman sitting in front of her, but deep down, she believed her.
"When Voldemort was reborn, all I could think about was Draco and you. Draco was coming of age. I did not want him to join The Dark Lord's ranks. And you, Hermione. The best friend to The Boy Who Lived. The brightest witch of her age. You powers were known. It wouldn't be long before Voldemort would want you dead. I needed to do something," she sounded panicked. "I'm sorry I've waited this long. I've kept a close eye on you. I had to wait until the time was right, Hermione."
Now, Narcissa waited for Hermione to speak. She could tell by the way she sat and looked at her. But Hermione had no idea what to say. She was scared. Was any of this true? If so, what would happen now? Where were her parents? She decided that would be a good place to start.
"Where are my parents, right now?" Hermione said, staring at the floor.
"They are on vacation, dear. I promise they are safe." Narcissa sounded truthful when she spoke these words. But how could Hermione know? Her husband was a death eater and her son was on of her worst enemies.
"How can I know this is the truth?" Hermione asked.
"I think you know it's the truth. Either way, if you believe me or not Dumbledore has given me permission to take you into hiding." She didn't know what to believe. Had Dumbledore really given her permission to take Hermione? Dumbledore had said nothing to her.
"Prove it." Hermione didn't know whether she should believe her. She needed something. Narcissa pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to Hermione.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me so I took the time to get Dumbledore to write you proof himself, and if you don't believe that, then I guess I will have to kidnap you," she said with all seriousness in her eyes.
Hermione looked down at the note and saw Dumbledore's signature. Everything she had said, the note confirmed.
"So if I did believe what you have told me, what would happen now?" Hermione looked her in the eyes when she asked this question. If this woman was lying, she was very good at it.
"I will take you to the Malfoy Manor, straight away. You don't have a choice, anyways. I am technically your legal guardian. But I can keep you safe there." Narcissa said this without taking her eyes off Hermione.
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