Hermione sat perched up in a tall willow tree at the fence of a small paddock. She was dressed for reconnaissance, clad in her black robes and a thermos of hot tea. It had been only two years since Hogwarts and Hermione was eager to begin work. She was an auror alongside Harry and Ron, and this was her first assignment. Watch Malfoy. They didn't specify which one and so, being whom she was assumed that they meant all of them, Lucius, Draco, Narcissa and Adoro. Hermione had no idea that Draco Malfoy had had a grandfather (alive that is) and was shocked to find him covered in a blanket, lounging in a rocking chair, watching the youngest Malfoy, ride his horse.

Hermione had not planned on being stuck in the tree for longer then an hour, but could not help but stay transfixed at the site before her. It was dark but the unbelievably bright signature Malfoy hair was illuminated in the ethereal moonlight and the twilight preceding dawn.

Their bodies were streamlined, built for one another. She watched as he led the stallion into a trot, then halted at the far end of the patch and then dug his heels into the horses flank, led it into a sprint and jumped over a short wall at the entrance to the paddock. He trotted to his grandfather's seat and jumped down.

She wanted to stand up and give them a standing ovation, but given the circumstances and her position in the tree, that was an obvious no, no. Instead she settled with a rare smile directed at the handsome heir. For a moment Hermione felt as if she was intruding, because as Hermione tried to settle better in the tree, she paused to watch grandson and grandfather embrace in a hug.

Hermione watched as Adoro tried to get up from his seat, but Draco instead of his usual composed self, knelt down beside the chair and hugged his grandfather and released him again. When Draco moved away she could see a huge grin on Adoro's face and an amused smirk on Draco's. She felt like this was a rare moment, witnessed by only the closest of family members and looked down at her hands as he mounted his horse once again. It was early in the morning, 3:55 am and she was due to report any strange activity by 4:00 am. She was beginning to feel cold and wanted to leave, but she could not for the life of her move from her position. So she continued with her 'observation'.

In the morning quiet she could feel the vibrations from the horses hooves pounding in her bones, it sent chills through her flesh and left a tingling imprint as the horse galloped the circumference of the oval paddock. The horse was magnificent, each powerful muscle rippled underneath silky obsidian black fur. Its breath sending puffs of steam into the cold winter air. A long swishy tail that flashed and flipped behind him. All of this seemed enough to describe the scene before her, but it was difficult not to admit that the rider was what made the scene look…magical…

His hair had grown past his shoulders long blond tresses braided and flying behind him as the rush of air lifted it from his shoulders. His head was positioned low, above the horse's long mane. Britches and riding boots clung to his body, like a second skin, a well defined, and handsome face held a determined yet, blissful expression, his eyes were smiling…it struck Hermione with full force…he looks free…one gloved hand held onto the reins and the other stroked the horses neck as he whispered words of encouragement. Then suddenly it happened, Hermione was watching his progress across the paddock when the branch she had been seated upon snapped. She was falling and with a thump she landed on her back on the grassy patch bellow the tree, one leg beneath her, sending stabs of pain through her body, A dull throb in her head and a terrible ache in her neck. She was slowly losing consciousness, when she heard a voice yell.

"Draco! By the oak! Something just fell out of that oak!" It was a weak voice, and old voice, but she knew it must have belonged to Adoro.

"Grandfather! Stay where you are! Let me handle this!" there came Draco's voice and Hermione's heart began to pump, she was going to get caught! She began to try and get up from her position, but stopped when an agonising pain pulsed through her entirety.

"Don't move!" Hermione could tell he was coming closer, the horses hooves were making the ground vibrate near her head, "what the…?" came a surprised and amused voice from above her and the last thing Hermione heard before she blacked out was the swift dismount of rider from horse and the crunching of the grass around her.

A/N: I had a sudden burst of inspiration and decided to write a fanfics based on these two…hope you liked the first chapter, next one will be up soon...

With love,

Hpobsession.