Today was the day. Draco Malfoy was sure of it. Today he would tell her. He didn't know how or where but today, she would learn the truth.
His mother had been pressuring him for months to find a wife, to 'keep the line going' she said. He was sick of it. Who cared if he was 28 and single? He liked his life. And he cared about his lover. She was smart, funny and wicked in bed. So screw his mother… or maybe not. The woman was scary when she didn't get her way. Draco wonder what she would say when he told her he was seen a witch, a muggle born witch, the muggle born witch.
Heck, he was surprised himself. . It had just happened, and now here he was about to be murdered by his mother. His own mother, the one who always looked at him, as if she knew a secret and he was sure that was the case.
"You are late, again Draco", Draco knew he was late; he had made sure of it. He was sure his mother had a meeting with one of his friends at 5 and she was never late, so he had made sure to be at least twenty minutes late. "I … It was work. It's been hectic", at least it had been last week, he wasn't sure about this week, since he was just coming back from a one week trip to Australia, where his witch had taken him to visit her parents, she had promised him to let him take charge for once if, everything went well and he behaved. "The meeting' with her parents, or as he liked to refer to it, "the scariest moment of his life' had gone quite well. Her parents were nice people. And they didn't stuff their mouths with food like Weasley did, every time he came over for lunch. Disgusting. Mr. Granger was a scary man, he hadn't told Draco not to hurt his daughter, he had just said "The past is the past", and Draco knew why she was such a wonderful being.
Draco wasn't very sure about where his relationship with his 'lover 'was going, but he was about 88% sure that it was not just physical or even intellectual anymore. It has started as a flirt, they had both been there at the right moment, at the right place, and they had both needed the same, Potter had been to busy with his wedding plans, and Weasley was too busy playing friends with Luna Lovegood. And Draco's friends were still trying to recover after the war. Merlin knew he didn't like Parkinson, but he had known her his whole life, and he knew she was lonely. She felt lonely. As lonely as he once felt.
"Draco, I met this girl, she is lovely. You will love her. Her name is Astoria. A pureblood", she never tired of those comments. "Mother, I've been dating Hermione Granger for 6 months now. . I just thought you should know". So there it was. He felt a bit better. Now he just had to let his father know that his mother knew. "Is that so?" was his mother, smirking? "Do you feel well, you look really strange", it was kind of scary, the look on her face. It was worst than when his father had come to his office- without an invitation- and found him groping Granger on his office desk. That had been awkward. It was a miracle really. His father had just looked at them, closed his eyes, opened them again, tried to talk and left. Not a single word. "Well mother, Do you feel well?", he was getting kind of worried.
"Draco dear, why have you waited 6 months to tell me you are dating Granger? Your father told me about it ages ago. I even met with her. Did she not tell you?" should he be surprised that his father and Granger had betrayed him, or should he be relieved that His mother was taking it so… well. "How long have you know?" it couldn't be long. They had barely been together for 6 months and he had just met her parents the past week. Did his mother really know him so well? , "Andromeda told me five months ago. She said you even had dinner with her. Well Draco I guess since you are being honest now, I should setting you up with pureblood witches". And that was as good as his life could get, his mother was off his back. Life was so good. "And Draco dear, hurry up please. You are not getting any younger and I am getting tired of waiting for you to give me a grandchild.", On the other hand, he should've seen that one coming.
Granger was going to pay.
