'This will be fun.' Hermione said to herself as she and Harry walked up to the house. Yesterday they brought all of Hermione's clothes and new furniture here. Even thinking about the furniture, which included a wardrobe which picked out your outfit for the day, Hermione was not happy about what was going to happen inside that house.
"You don't have to do this." Harry said as he turned Hermione to face him. Hermione stared into his emerald green eyes; they were so hopeful that he looked like a little boy in Honeydukes. Just looking in them made Hermione mad. She knew she could never say no to him, he was like her brother.
"No." She said with a sigh. "I'll do it. I'm sure nothing to bad can happen right." Hermione gave Harry a sad smile and a final hug before she walked into the house. She looked around her. The house was just beautiful. The living room had a hardwood floor made out of the loveliest oak; the walls were a cream color decorated with black and white pictures of different landscapes. The furniture was a dark red leather couch matched with a loveseat and recliner. All situated so it faced a flat screen plasma TV above a brick fireplace. The whole house was as perfect as the living room. The kitchen with stainless steel appliances and mahogany wood bed frames and dining table. The only problem was there was only one bathroom; but even that had a tub that looked like it could fit seventy and a shower with multiple shower heads.
So why exactly was Hermione so upset with living in this wonderful house? Maybe because of the fine print. The only reason why Hermione was in the house was to help protect two people that were wanted by Death Eaters who were looking for those who betrayed the Dark Lord in battle. And who were these to traitors? Well no other than Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini. Yes, the man who lived on making her life a living hell all through Hogwarts, and his best friend. And Hermione was supposed to watch over them.
Just as Hermione was thinking of the two people she was in charge of she heard the door behind her open.
"Yeah, yeah Potter we know all of that." A familiar voice said. Hermione turned around to face the blonde boy.
"Malfoy."She said not too nicely.
"Granger." Gray locked with honey brown as the two had a silent staring contest. There was no doubt that the two could have stayed like that forever but the other occupant wouldn't allow that.
"Hermione! Dear, how have you been? Your hair looks nice, are you using a new conditioner? Oh look at that TV!" Blaise said as he led the two shock people over to the couch. He pushed the two down and plopped into the seat between them. He snatched up the remote and turned the TV to nickelodeon. Hermione, realizing where she was sitting, jumped up and went over to the recliner.
"So, when are you leaving?" Draco asked as he angled himself toward the brunette.
"You didn't know blondie. I'm stuck here with you." Hermione said not looking at the man.
"Well I'm not staying." Draco popped up from his spot on the couch and went to where the door was.
"That won't work." Hermione said as Draco reached for the door handle. Draco opened it up and tried to walk through but ran head first into a brick wall. He whispered a damn under his breath before shutting the door and walking through the kitchen. He walked to the back door and this time when he turned the door knob an electric shock went through his body. Draco's body crumbled to the floor and it gave one or two shakes before he calmed down and slowly he stood up. But while he was still on the floor Hermione and Blaise were standing in the kitchen doorway.
"So Hermione would you please show me my room?" Blaise asked as he turned to the woman.
"Oh, sure. Just this way." They both left as he slowly stood up.
"Why did it shock me?" Draco asked as Hermione and Blaise walked back into the dining room.
"It doesn't like jerks." Was all Hermione said as she walked pass him and to the refrigerator. Hermione pulled out the ingredients to make spaghetti when Draco interrupted her.
"Why are you making it the muggle way? Just use magic smart one." He smirked in Hermiones' direction as he watched her chop up onions.
"Well why don't you get out your wand and show me how to do that." Hermione said with a fake sweet voice. Draco shrugged his shoulders and stuck his hands in his pocket where his wand would be. When he realized it wasn't there he checked his other pockets. And when it wasn't there he ran to his trunk that was still in front of the door and searched in there. He walked back in front of Hermione his face its usual cool and collected mask.
"You know what? I've always liked it when people made food by hand." He said leaning against the doorway.
Hermione gave a slight chuckle as she turned from her cooking food.
"Do you listen to anything? Harry toke all of our wands, we can't get out, and only he knows how to get in. Goodness now I know why your marks were so low in school." Hermione turned back to stirring.
"My marks weren't that low." Draco defended himself. "We can't all be muggle-born, Gryffindor, nappy headed know-it-all's like you!"
"And we can't all be spoiled little, ferret wanna be, caviar eating, silver spoon up ass purebloods like you!" Hermione flung around and splattered spaghetti sauce all over Draco's' face and white shirt.
Draco went to step towards Hermione, who was laughing so hard she looked she was about to cry, but was stopped by Blaise. Blaise pulled him back with his arm. He toke his finger and wiped some of the sauce off his friends check and tasted it.
"Mmm. Hermione that tastes awesome is it almost done?" Blaise pushed Draco back and stepped in front of the pot.
"The sauce is almost done but I have to finish the sausage and the noodles to finish." Hermione looked up at the man that had quickly become one of her friends.
"Great, I can't wait." Blaise smiled. "Let's go Jaja." Blaise pulled the blonde with him as he walked into the living room.
Blaise sat down on the recliner as Draco stretched himself out on the couch and they turned on Family Guy. After twenty minutes Hermione walked into the living room to get the boys for dinner when she saw the way Draco was laying. She quickly went to action as if she were Molly Weasley.
"You get your dirty ass shoes off my couch." She said as she whacked the man with a dish towel. Draco fell off the couch with surprise as Hermione whacked him. She went around and continued to hit the man upside his head.
"Okay okay I'm sorry." Draco said as he crouched behind Blaise who stood up as the beating started.
"Well come on everybody it's time to eat dinner." Hermione said and headed back to the dining room where she laid out the food.
"She's crazy." Draco whispered to the dark skinned man.
"But you won't put your shoes on her couch again will you." He said as he sat down.