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Earth Shattering	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 11677 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That right goes to the AMAZING JK Rowling. One event however, is based off real facts and no profit is made off this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Meeting
- 2-Unexpected
- 3-Descent
- 4-Almost
- 5-Confessions
- 6-Change
- 7-Breathe
- 8-Remember
- 9-Home
- 10-Release
- 11-Wrong
- 12-Strong
- 13-Quidditch
- 14-Beginning
- 15-Endgame
- 16-Truth
- 17-Epilogue
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Chapter 1- Meeting
Thursday July 28^th, 2005 02:05pm
Draco Malfoy sat at his office desk, tapping his fingers in annoyance. He was pissed as all hell to discover Hermione Granger, of all people, was mad at him. His company, Malfoy Technologies, ended up having to sue her company, S.P.E.W Inc., which was her way of trying to help elves who didn’t want to be helped, for slander and defamation. She had no right to be mad at him.
She had caused his company more than a few setbacks and he had lost a lot of clients because of her propaganda. She had held protests in front of his forty floor, high-rise, office building, just outside of Sparkbrook, Birmingham, on multiple occasions and she did not do it kindly.
Her whole reason for the hate against his company, he thought, was mainly because she still hated him from their school days; that, and the fact that she still thinks his workers are overworked.
He had hired elves to work for his company a few years back and he had offered to pay them, but they refused. He treated all of his employees well and he hated that the know-it-all, was trying to ruin the reputation he had tried so hard to fix.
Draco had moved his company out of London to purposely try and get away from people he knew and start over in a new city. But Hermione Granger had followed him. He didn’t understand what her obsession with trying to take him down was; however, he was determined to get to the bottom of it.
Hermione Granger was set to meet him in his office at two in the afternoon and she was late. One thing he hated more than being accusing of something he didn’t do, was people being late to a meeting; especially one she set the time for.
Now even more annoyed, Draco stopped his tapping and stood up. He wanted to go straight to the source instead of calling down to find out what exactly happened. He straightened his black suit jacket and removed a speck of lint from his white dress shirt before storming out of his office door on the top floor.
He was kind to his employees but when he was showing obvious signs of anger, they stayed out of his way. That is exactly what they did now, as he marched down the hallway towards the elevator.
He waited for what felt like forever for the blasted thing to come and looked down at his watch on his left wrist. The time was 02:15 pm and she was now fifteen minutes late. The doors the elevator opened and he stepped to the side to let some people out before stepping in him-self and hitting the button marked Lobby.
The elevator was one he was very fond of. The whole back had a huge floor to ceiling glass window pane that let passengers see outside. Depending on what side of the building someone was on, it gave either a glorious view of the downtown area and at night, one could see the lights of the city glow, or it gave the peaceful view of the suburban town of Sparkbrook.
His building was on the south edge of the city and looking out the side the town was on, was one of his favorite things to do. He preferred it more than the city side; but right now, he didn’t want to look out the window. Right now, he just wanted to figure out why one-third of the Golden Trio was late to a meeting she scheduled.
Once he reached his destination, he stepped out and walked to the front desk in a quick pace but suddenly stopped when he saw Hermione arguing with a young blonde woman, manning the front.
He hadn’t really seen the Gryffindor Golden Girl, up close, in years. He had only seen her from afar and that was due to not wanting to interact with her nonsense. But looking at her now, he realized she was still as beautiful as he remembered. Not that he would do anything about it. He had always thought she was pretty but due to her blood status, he could never act on what he felt. She would turn him away in a heartbeat anyway, with everything he had done to her and her friends.
“I…have a meeting…with Draco Malfoy! What about that, do you not understand?” he heard Hermione shout.
“I don’t have you in the schedule and with the nuisances you have caused him over the years, I highly doubt he would want to see you.” the woman retorted bitterly.
Hermione’s face reddened in anger and she slammed her fist on the raised desk, which was very similar to what muggle hotels had. She let out a grunt and rolled her eyes. He at least now knew why she was late.
“I have an appointment! You can even call up and ask him! This is absurd; I am twenty minutes late because of you, do you know that?”
“Ma’am,” the woman began to argue back, but Hermione’s face turned to a scowl.
Draco took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. He had to interrupt the argument before it escalated even more and his employee got hexed.
“Do not call me ma’am! I am not-”
“Eh em.” He cleared his throat as he walked up to the side of the desk.
“Mr. Malfoy?” the receptionist claimed in surprise “Sir, I am so sorry. This woman, claims to have an appointment with you but she is not in the book.” The woman turned her attention back to Hermione with an almost hateful look. “She won’t leave.”
He looked at Hermione who seemed to not be able to take her eyes off of him. She looked him up and down but not in disgust like he had expected her to. Realizing her mistake, she quickly looked away and back at the blonde she was pissed at.
“She does have an appointment with me.” Draco began calmly looking away from the brunette. “I have been waiting in my office for the past fifteen minutes for her arrival, Ms. Tate.”
“But sir…She is not in the book.” The woman tried to defend herself.
“Then someone messed up because I set this appointment up three days ago, myself…Let me see the book.” He held out a hand and looked back to very quiet Hermione who was trying to look anywhere but at him.
“I…I don’t think that is necessary sir. I…I already looked.” the woman stuttered.
“The book, Ms. Tate.” he asked again more firmly, turning his attention back to her. “Now.”
Ms. Tate’s hands shook as she reluctantly picked up the appointment book and slowly handed it to Draco. He grabbed the book from her hand and opened it to the correct date. He wasn’t surprised to see Hermione’s name in the schedule but he was baffled that her name was crossed off like it was a cancellation.
“Why is her name crossed off?” he asked a little angry.
“I don’t kno-”
“Please don’t play coy with me. You crossed her off the list didn’t you?...I can always check the security syst-”
“Yes!” Ms. Tate quickly cut in.
Draco closed the book with one hand and Ms. Tate jumped at the loud popping noise it made.
“Why would you do that?” Hermione asked in shock as Draco set the book down.
Ms. Tate refused to look at either one of them and instead looked off to the side.
“Answer her.” Draco demanded with authority.
“Because! She doesn’t deserve to have an audience with you!” Tate almost yelled out. “She is foul and has destroyed this company’s reputation! She is a filthy little Mud-”
Draco’s eyes widened as he heard one of his own employees about to say the worst word he has ever used in his life.
“Don’t!” he interrupted before Tate could finish her slur “Don’t you dare, say that word.” His eyes furrowed in anger and Hermione looked at him in confusion with her mouth gaped open. “Finish that sentence and I promise you Ms. Tate, you will not only no longer work here but I will personally see to it that you will never work again…Do I make myself clear?”
A crack of thunder echoed in the lobby and everyone turned to look out the large, floor length, wall to wall, glass windows. It had started to pour and it made Draco confused for a moment. He didn’t even know it was supposed to storm that day. He quickly moved his focus back to the blonde receptionist and was about to continue but she beat him to it.
“You wouldn’t fire me over a word” she scuffed “I am the best thing that has happened to you and this business.”
“Excused me?” he raised a brow and took a step forward, placing him-self behind the desk “You might have worked for this company since I opened it five years ago and yes, you have done a lot to help me get the name out there, but that, by no means, give you any right to talk to me or anyone for that matter in that way! You are still an employee and I am still your boss!”
He knew Ms. Tate had a crush on him but he never slept with anyone who worked for him, nor had he flirted. In fact he hadn’t slept with anyone since he opened Malfoy Tech. He had been too preoccupied with building his business that it didn’t even come across to him as something important. He had not been a playboy since leaving school and even then, Playboy, was just a title his friends gave him after rumors spread of girls claiming they slept with him when they didn’t.
He had only ever slept with was Pansy Parkinson after school ended and it was one time, right before he opened his business. From then on, his hand was his only release and it suited him just fine. It wasn’t like woman threw themselves at him anyway; not after finding out he was a former Death Eater.
“I think you should go home Ms. Tate.” He continued a little calmer, after she didn’t say anything for a moment. “We can discuss disciplinary actions tomorrow. Ms. Link can take over your shift.”
“Are you serious?” Tate asked rather angry “You are making me go home because I crossed this Mudblood out of the book?”
Hermione lowered her head and took a step back. Even she knew that Ms. Tate just made the biggest mistake of her life.
Draco’s head snapped to the receptionist as the Lobby grew quiet and looked at him to see how he would respond. Ms. Tate however, stared him down like it was a battle he didn’t want to get into. If only she knew how wrong she was.
“I beg your pardon? I was not sending you home for crossing Ms. Granger’s name off of the schedule.” He began calm but firm “I was sending you home for the tactless way you have spoken to her and to me in front of everyone. All you simply had to do was clock out and go home and we would discuss how to proceed tomorrow, but instead,” his brows furrowed again “Instead you not only directly disobeyed my request to leave for the day but you blatantly defied me when I asked you not to use that slur. You disrespected me, you disrespected Ms. Granger, and you disrespected the morals of this company…Pack your things Ms. Tate, you’re fired.”
Ms. Tate’s mouth dropped and her eyes widened. She closed her mouth a few times but was struck speechless.
“Ms. Link?” Draco called out from behind the shocked woman who looked like she was about to cry. “Would you mind covering the rest of Ms. Tate’s shift? She no longer works here and of course, I will pay you overtime as well.”
Ms. Link nodded her head and began to walk over to stand in the spot the blonde was in but Tate didn’t move. Draco looked at her and let out a sigh as the rain pounded harder against the glass of the building.
“I have a meeting to get to Ms. Tate; if you could please just make this easier on everyone and leave.”
Security started making their way over to him slowly and he shook his head to stop them. He wanted to see first, what his ex-employee would do.
Ms. Link stood near the woman, playing with her hands, unsure of what to do as she waited. Another loud clap of thunder echoed through the lobby and Draco was growing impatient. But Ms. Tate still didn’t move as she began to scowl at him.
He turned his head back to security and nodded for them to take her out. That, is when she finally decided to let out a huff and started to collect her things in a box.
Draco wanted to wait to see her leave but he wanted to get the meeting done an over with, so he turned to face an out of place Hermione as he let security handle the matter from then on.
“Granger.” He stated crossing his arms and Hermione’s head snapped up.
He began raising a brow when she didn’t speak for what felt like a few minutes.
“Malfoy.” She finally replied with no emotion.
He let off a smirk and turned around to head back to the elevator. After a few steps, he got a feeling she wasn’t following him so he turned around and looked at her. She was still standing in the same spot in her business casual light blue, short-sleeve, blouse and black slacks. Her hair was up in tight ponytail and he desperately wanted to tell her how pretty she looked but decided against it. He didn’t need her retaliating against the lawsuit with harassment. He also knew she wouldn’t take the compliment well, even though he was over picking fights with her.
“Are you coming or not, Granger? I do have other things I need to get to today.”
Hermione looked at him with the disgusted face he was waiting for the whole time and quickly moved to catch up to him. He turned back around and continued walking to the elevator.
They stood in silence as they waited for the car to come. He wanted to speak to her but he didn’t know what to say. He had wanted to apologize to her for everything he ever did to her in school but now just wasn’t the right time. If anything, she probably hated him more since the lawsuit began and would only think of it as an easy way to weasel her way out.
The doors opened and he motioned for her to enter first. She stepped in and he followed after her, careful not to bump into her as he turned to hit the button marked Level 40.
They were quite for a few moments as the elevator began to rise with the soft music playing overhead. Draco hated the silence, so he turned to break the tension in the car but Hermione apparently had the same idea as him.
“Why did you stick up for me?” she asked quickly, only slightly gazing up at him.
She was leaning against the bar on the window as he turned his head to look at her. He however, couldn’t find the guts to tell her it was because he liked her, so he just looked at her. She rolled her eyes and turned to look out the large glass pane, at the suburban area, covered in a dark sky that came out of nowhere.
“Thank you…for defending me.” She stated tilting her head to the left slightly to eye him. “But it doesn’t change anything.”
“I don’t see how it would but…you’re welcome.” He replied putting his hands in his pockets.
A loud roar of thunder could be heard as a streak of lightening lit up the sky. The elevator suddenly jerked to a stop and they both looked up out of instinct as the whole building felt like it was being shaken. The lights flickered but they did not go out.
“What the hell?” he asked to no one in particular after the rumbling came to a stop, seconds later.
He began to push the button to his floor again but the elevator didn’t move. He tried the button marked open but the doors didn’t budge. Hermione though, never left facing the window as a loud siren blared throughout.
“Malfoy?” she began, slowly backing up.
He however, wasn’t paying attention to her or the siren as he tried pushing the emergency button.
“That is just great; bloody muggle contraptions! We must have gotten struck by lightning.” he claimed pushing the buttons over and over again.
“Malfoy?” Hermione said again but this time standing next to him with wide eyes as she nudged him with her hand.
“What?” he questioned in annoyance, finally looking at her.
Her face was one of terror and she was visibly shaking. But Draco was confused as to why she was scared. They were only trapped in the elevator on the thirty-sixth floor. They could just charm their way out if need be and take the stairs. He wondered for a brief moment, if storms scared her.
But Hermione lifted an arm steadily and pointed. He slowly followed where her finger pointed and saw exactly what made her look so afraid.
Another flash of lightening lit up the sky as the rain slammed against the side of the building and the wind let out a loud howl.
The light from the storm momentarily flashed a glimpse of the town below; however, it didn’t just show the peaceful suburban buildings and houses of Birmingham. It showed a large funnel of wind about three miles away from them; a funnel, also known, as a tornado.
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