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Universe belongs to JK Rowling [I wish I were her, though!] This
Disclaimer goes for the whole story. I just hate being repetitive.
Author's Note [A/N]- This is an AU fic, which means that it is set in an alternate Harry Potter Universe, where characters can behave differently and some characters have never even met each other. Before I start this story, I should give you some background on what differences there are between the canon Draco and Hermione and MY Draco and Hermione. In this story, Draco is pretty much the same- an arrogant sadistic jerk. Hermione, though she is still very smart and resourceful, attended Beaxbatons Academy instead of Hogwarts. Her parents are Evelyn and Alexander Coltone, a wealthy wizarding couple. They own a very profitable business whose main investor is Lucius Malfoy. I know that Draco and Hermione are supposed to be the same age, but for my purposes Harmione is 17 and Draco is 19. After that exhaustingly long Author's note, I'll finally let you read the story..
Chapter One
"What!?" Hermione Coltone's cheeks burned, and she sprang from the armchair she had been sitting in to glare at her parents. "You can't do that to me- you have no right to force me to-"
"Hermione, honey, calm down! We need to talk about this civilly," said her mother. Evelyn Coltone was sitting properly in another plush armchair, a china teacup held against the fair skin of her palm. Her chin-length brown hair was swept into a precise fashion that left no stray strands.
"Your mother is right. I know you're angry about this right now, but I think that once you consider it, it won't seem so terrible." Hermione's father, Alexander Coltone, was standing next to Evelyn's chair, his dark eyes authoritative under his black hair. Hermione turned to look at him, a mixture of fury and disbelief on her face.
"I don't believe this! You really can't do this to me! My birth parents would never do this to me, and-"
Hermione was cut off by the strong voice of Alexander, who said loudly, "Don't you dare bring them up, Hermione. We are your parents. Adopted or not, you will always legally be our daughter. Until you turn seventeen in September, you are under our supervision and rules."
After seeing the sad look in her mother's eyes, Hermione instantly regretted mentioning her birth parents. Her comment hadn't been meant to hurt Evelyn and Alexander, and had only been spoken out of desperation. She would do anything to avoid what they were telling her she had to do, but would never go as far as to hurt them. She knew that they would always be there for her, and that they were her real parents. The Coltones had adopted and raised her since she had been two months old. Hermione knew nothing about her birth parents except that they had died when she was still an infant and she had been left to an adoption agency.
"I know that I'm still your responsibility, but I still don't believe that you're making me do this. Daughters shouldn't be considered something that you can trade to a business partner in order to ensure investment." Hermione managed to get her words out without shouting, and soon sat down in her chair.
"You know that this isn't about business," said Evelyn, her cheeks tinted pink. "We want you to have a good future, and this is the best way for you to have a good life. Besides, Alex and mine's marriage was arranged by our parents, and look how happy we are."
"Your marriage was arranged? You must have been as angry as I am when your parents told you!"
"Yes, we were, Hermione, but that changed after the wedding. We fell in love, and started our family by getting you. We just want you to be as happy as we are," said Alex. When his daughter started to interrupt, he added, "and you will be happy once you discover that what we are doing is for the best."
Hermione looked, speechless, from her mother to her father. She still didn't believe this, but her curious mind won over and she asked, "When is this supposed wedding, anyway?"
Evelyn gave her husband a knowing look before replying, "In a month."
Hermione's eyes shot open, and she resisted the urge to leap to her feet again. Alex saw her reaction and quickly said, "Now, now, Hermione. That was the latest date that Mr. Malfoy would agree to. He wanted to push the wedding in two weeks but I managed to convince him to set a later date."
She slid back in her chair, knowing that arguing right now would be useless. Her question slipped between her lips before she could pull it back in, and she ended up saying it softly. "Have I ever even met his son?"
"Only when you were young. But Lucius's son hasn't attended many of our parties or balls. He travels a lot- some kind of foreign relations job for the Ministry."
Hermione nodded her head slightly and stood to leave the room. She walked past her parents and into the hall. Her feet made the familiar path to the mansion's library, with the silence only interrupted by her shoes clicking on the marble floors. She entered the Library and walked to the shelves that held books on wizarding laws. Picking out several books that looked helpful, she brought them to a table and started flicking through the pages.
If she couldn't convince her parents to drop the notion of an arranged marriage, Hermione would find a way to prove what they were doing didn't have to affect her. And if she couldn't find any proof for her cause, then they would have to drag her down the aisle. If it came to that, she would fight every step, screaming and yelling if she had to.
As she turned a page, she whispered into the silence. "I hope you know what you're getting into, Draco Malfoy."
[A/N: Okay, I know it's short and all, but please ignore that and review! I will love you eternally. Really. The next chapter includes the wedding shower, and an engagement ring! I know- what fun! See you hopefully soon.]
Author's Note [A/N]- This is an AU fic, which means that it is set in an alternate Harry Potter Universe, where characters can behave differently and some characters have never even met each other. Before I start this story, I should give you some background on what differences there are between the canon Draco and Hermione and MY Draco and Hermione. In this story, Draco is pretty much the same- an arrogant sadistic jerk. Hermione, though she is still very smart and resourceful, attended Beaxbatons Academy instead of Hogwarts. Her parents are Evelyn and Alexander Coltone, a wealthy wizarding couple. They own a very profitable business whose main investor is Lucius Malfoy. I know that Draco and Hermione are supposed to be the same age, but for my purposes Harmione is 17 and Draco is 19. After that exhaustingly long Author's note, I'll finally let you read the story..
Chapter One
"What!?" Hermione Coltone's cheeks burned, and she sprang from the armchair she had been sitting in to glare at her parents. "You can't do that to me- you have no right to force me to-"
"Hermione, honey, calm down! We need to talk about this civilly," said her mother. Evelyn Coltone was sitting properly in another plush armchair, a china teacup held against the fair skin of her palm. Her chin-length brown hair was swept into a precise fashion that left no stray strands.
"Your mother is right. I know you're angry about this right now, but I think that once you consider it, it won't seem so terrible." Hermione's father, Alexander Coltone, was standing next to Evelyn's chair, his dark eyes authoritative under his black hair. Hermione turned to look at him, a mixture of fury and disbelief on her face.
"I don't believe this! You really can't do this to me! My birth parents would never do this to me, and-"
Hermione was cut off by the strong voice of Alexander, who said loudly, "Don't you dare bring them up, Hermione. We are your parents. Adopted or not, you will always legally be our daughter. Until you turn seventeen in September, you are under our supervision and rules."
After seeing the sad look in her mother's eyes, Hermione instantly regretted mentioning her birth parents. Her comment hadn't been meant to hurt Evelyn and Alexander, and had only been spoken out of desperation. She would do anything to avoid what they were telling her she had to do, but would never go as far as to hurt them. She knew that they would always be there for her, and that they were her real parents. The Coltones had adopted and raised her since she had been two months old. Hermione knew nothing about her birth parents except that they had died when she was still an infant and she had been left to an adoption agency.
"I know that I'm still your responsibility, but I still don't believe that you're making me do this. Daughters shouldn't be considered something that you can trade to a business partner in order to ensure investment." Hermione managed to get her words out without shouting, and soon sat down in her chair.
"You know that this isn't about business," said Evelyn, her cheeks tinted pink. "We want you to have a good future, and this is the best way for you to have a good life. Besides, Alex and mine's marriage was arranged by our parents, and look how happy we are."
"Your marriage was arranged? You must have been as angry as I am when your parents told you!"
"Yes, we were, Hermione, but that changed after the wedding. We fell in love, and started our family by getting you. We just want you to be as happy as we are," said Alex. When his daughter started to interrupt, he added, "and you will be happy once you discover that what we are doing is for the best."
Hermione looked, speechless, from her mother to her father. She still didn't believe this, but her curious mind won over and she asked, "When is this supposed wedding, anyway?"
Evelyn gave her husband a knowing look before replying, "In a month."
Hermione's eyes shot open, and she resisted the urge to leap to her feet again. Alex saw her reaction and quickly said, "Now, now, Hermione. That was the latest date that Mr. Malfoy would agree to. He wanted to push the wedding in two weeks but I managed to convince him to set a later date."
She slid back in her chair, knowing that arguing right now would be useless. Her question slipped between her lips before she could pull it back in, and she ended up saying it softly. "Have I ever even met his son?"
"Only when you were young. But Lucius's son hasn't attended many of our parties or balls. He travels a lot- some kind of foreign relations job for the Ministry."
Hermione nodded her head slightly and stood to leave the room. She walked past her parents and into the hall. Her feet made the familiar path to the mansion's library, with the silence only interrupted by her shoes clicking on the marble floors. She entered the Library and walked to the shelves that held books on wizarding laws. Picking out several books that looked helpful, she brought them to a table and started flicking through the pages.
If she couldn't convince her parents to drop the notion of an arranged marriage, Hermione would find a way to prove what they were doing didn't have to affect her. And if she couldn't find any proof for her cause, then they would have to drag her down the aisle. If it came to that, she would fight every step, screaming and yelling if she had to.
As she turned a page, she whispered into the silence. "I hope you know what you're getting into, Draco Malfoy."
[A/N: Okay, I know it's short and all, but please ignore that and review! I will love you eternally. Really. The next chapter includes the wedding shower, and an engagement ring! I know- what fun! See you hopefully soon.]