Help From Heaven

Summary: Draco has to spend part of his summer living in Hermione's house after his parents leave for a business trip. There he meets an old friend whom Hermione gets quite jealous of. Why is Hermione jealous? Who is this friend of Draco's? And will romance bloom? Definitely a D/HR fic so don't worry.

Disclaimer: Nothing of this belongs to me except the plot and some of my characters. One of them is already mentioned in this fic and the others will arrive later. All the rest belongs to J. K. Rowling.

A/N: This is my first fanfic. Please read and tell me what you think.

Chapter 1

"Why do I have to spend the rest of my summer at the Mudblood's house?" yelled a voice that rang through the beautiful mansion.

If one looked at how the mansion was kept, one would think that the family living inside was a sophisticated and loving family. What with the nicely polished floors, dust-less rooms, well kept gardens and miles of open land followed with what looked like an endless forest, who wouldn't. While the family was sophisticated, they were the complete opposite of loving.

In the dining room sat a man with blonde hair believed to be in his late thirties or early forties. He could be considered quite handsome if it wasn't for the scowl on his mouth and the cold look in his eyes. Next to him sat a woman in her late thirties also with blonde hair that could be mistaken as silver if one looked at it in the sun. She was quite a beauty if it weren't for her unemotional eyes. But if one looked closely, they would notice a look of depression and sadness appear in her eyes once in a while.

Across from them sat a boy or teen at the age of seventeen. By the look of him, you could see that he must have all the girls swooning over him. What with the silver-blonde hair which was not styled to perfection at the moment but was left falling freely in front of his cold, sexy eyes, the color of silver. His lean and muscular but pale physique is also another eye-catcher. Add his sexy charm, arrogant personality and dark, cruel, mysterious side, he could definitely get any woman he wanted.

"Because it's an order, Draco and you will follow it like every other order we give you," said the man who was named Lucius. Although in his mind he hated to see his son mingle with muggles, he had no idea why he was sending Draco to stay with them for the rest of the summer while his wife and him were away in Paris for a business meeting. It was as if some force was causing him to send his son there. But of course he would never admit that after all he was in control with his mind and nothing would influence it. At least that's what he thought.

"But why can't I stay at home? Or Crabbe's? Or Goyle's?" said Draco calmly although it was clear he was still angry.

"Do I really have to remind you why you're not allowed to stay home alone!" exclaimed Lucius. He was clearly getting madder that his son was defying his orders.

"It was one little party…" mumbled Draco.

"Besides Crabbe's and Goyle's parents are going to the meeting as well," stated his father. "And they are not staying home alone, but with relatives," added Lucius when he say that Draco was about to protest.

Draco was silent. He didn't know what else to say.

Seeing as Draco was silent, Lucius continued, "You are to leave tomorrow morning and to also bring your Hogwarts's things since they will be taking you to King Cross on September 1st. Now since that is all you are dismissed."

Draco looked at his mother for help, but all she did was look away from him. Seeing that she would not help him stand up to his father and that he had no other sort of argument, he turned his heel and walked out of the room and up the stairs to his room where he slammed the door. Landing on his bed face down, he thought about how horrible his life was and how no one cared for him. His father was just a cold-hearted bastard and his mother was to weak to stand up to Lucius and afraid of him to give Draco any sort of comfort or love even when he was a child.

Turning around with his back against the bed and his hands behind his head, he began to think if anyone in his entire life ever loved him. He really could think of anyone except…of course how could he forget about her. She was his saving grace and savior. She befriended him when he was alone and she saved him whenever she could when Lucius was about to beat him. But of course it was easy to forget about her after all he hadn't seen or heard from her for about six years.

Draco sighed. He could not believe he was such an idiot to forget about her and throw her out of his life like she didn't matter. He wondered why he hadn't heard from her. He could have owled her at anytime in those seven years but he never did. Not once. But then again, she never owled him either and her parents never contacted his as well. Draco sighed again.

Why did she have to move away? he thought. I wonder what she's doing right now. Is she happy? Does she remember me? Does she ever think about me or wonder why I never wrote to her? Does she still have the necklace I gave her?

Lost in thought, he fell into a restless sleep.

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Draco was in one of the ballroom of his house. His parents were hosting a party with a few important people. He was forced to attend by his father to meet the important people that were 'up-to-his-father's-standards' and would have to know and get along one day even though he was only five. Here was where he was introduced to her. The most beautiful girl he had ever saw.

She was the same age as him and quite pretty. Her skin was pale, but not as pale as his. Her silky, raven hair was a perfect contrast and framed her delicate face beautifully. Her sparkling sapphire eyes were filled with love, but also had a hint of mischief in them.

His father introduced him first to her parents, but he didn't catch their names because he was still looking at her. Even though he was only five, he could have sworn he was in love. That's when he received her name.

"Draco, I would like you to meet the daughter of our neighbors that just moved in next door Miss Jacqueline Lefay."

The picture faded and a new picture emerged.

Draco was laying down under a tree at the edge of the forest behind his home. He was at the age of seven and was looking up at the clouds trying to form shapes out of them. He wasn't paying attention to anything else until someone's face blocked his view.

"What are you doing, Draco?" asked the little girl.

"Nothing Jackie, just trying to get away from reality for a while," said Draco. He couldn't believe how Jacqueline's voice sounded like as if she were an angel singing a hymn.

"Why would you want to do that?" questioned Jacqueline, as she laid down next to him under the tree.

Draco sat up and looked at her, realizing just how innocent and naïve she was. She didn't know that his father beat him whenever he messed up or disobeyed. She didn't know that his father or mother never gave him any love or one word of encouragement or showed that they were proud of him. But of course he couldn't tell her ever.

"I was just wondering what it was like to have wings and be able to fly anywhere you wanted," stated Draco calmly, willing her to believe his lie.

"Oh. I see," said Jacqueline quietly still looking at the clouds until she turned to face him. "Hey. Lets go back to your house and go flying right now. I could sit behind you and you can steer."

"All right. Lets go."

"Race you. Last one there is a cornish pixie." And with that she had bolted up and started running back to the mansion laughing, knowing that she had gotten a great head start.

Soon Draco was running after her smiling and watching her laugh as if like there was no tomorrow.

The picture then faded to one that was dark, cloudy and rainy.

Draco was standing at the entrance of his house with Jacqueline. They were eleven years old. Their parents were in the dining room saying good bye to one another. Today Jacqueline and her parents were leaving and moving to France. The weather fitted Draco's mood. One that was sad and gloomy.

"Please don't leave Celine," begged Draco holding her hands in his. He had changed his nickname for her to something that no one else would ever think to call her. Not to mention to him that it fit her perfectly. Sweet and Heavenly. "You could live here for the rest of the summer and go to Hogwarts with me after the summer ends."

But she was shaking her head.

"I'm sorry Draco, but I have to go," said Jacqueline in a sad voice. Her eyes had lost their sparkle at the moment. She had been sad ever since she learned that she was leaving.

Draco looked down at their connected hands. He couldn't believe she was leaving. His one true friend and maybe even love although he was probably to young to realize love.

"You promise to write, right," asked Draco but more like he was stating it rather then asking her.

She nodded her head. "Of course."

Draco knew that she would but he was still sad. Then he felt one of her hands release his and touch his cheek causing him to look up at her.

"Don't look so sad. I'm sure we'll see one another again some day," said Jacqueline with a small smile, although she didn't look to sure. She looked like she knew that something was going to happen, something that he didn't.

"Of course," said Draco confidently although he wasn't feeling confident at all. He then let go of her hand and reached behind his neck to unclasp the chain around his neck. On the chain laid a beautiful, silver pendent of a dragon with a jade ball held firmly in its mouth. It was one of a kind since it was a Malfoy heirloom, passed on when the next generation male was born.

He placed it around Jacqueline's neck.

"Here I want you to keep this safe for me and return it when we see one another again."

Jacqueline looked down at it, then at him. She then closed her hand around it, holding it tightly.

"I promise, Draco. I'll return it the next time I see you."

Draco smiled and tucked a strand of her raven hair that came lose behind her ear. That was the last time he ever smiled for anybody. Not that he smiled for anybody besides Celine.

Their parents then stepped out of the house.

"Come on Jacqueline. It's time to go."

She gave one last hug to Draco and walked away with her parents to the limo which was waiting to bring her and her parents to the London airport.

As the limo was pulling out of the driveway, Jacqueline stuck her head out of the window not caring that the rain was falling on her and that she was getting wet.

"Don't be sad Draco. I know we'll see one another some day," she yelled.

"Of course. Don't forget your promise either Celine," Draco yelled back running after the limo and watching it until it and Jacqueline disappeared over the hill.

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A/N: So what do you think? Tell me your opinion and say if I should continue or not. Hopefully my next chapter will be posted next week. And don't worry. This will be a Draco and Hermione fic. Not a Draco and Jacqueline fic. Jacqueline just has a part to play and I have how my story will begin and end and the middle will come as I go along. Well how you enjoyed the first chapter and please review. Also if anyone would like to be my beta reader just e-mail me at swtlilangel87@yahoo.com or tell me in a review.