As Draco's carriage moved, the stony road , he saw from outside from his window, how in the hell he ended up here? What was this place? And 1900 ? how? Was it the magic of hogwarts taking by ? and why was he Edmund Wellington? Why not a Malfoy or Black? Was it possible ? did he got stuck into the pages of story like potter did in his second year? Was this another trick? But Voldemort was dead, all deatheaters were in Azkaban , there was no way he could be in another piece of soul of demented wizard.

As he was thinking , the elf neared him with cup of tea, draco muttered a small thankyou and decided to test the elf, for it seems that elf knows all the answers, that is if he think that Draco has not gone insane after all.

" where are we going?" he asked the elf nicely.

The elf smiled and replied " home sir"

" and home is….?"

" the wellington manor sir"

Great just great, another manor, he lived in a manor all his life , he hated that place now some twisted alternate universe he is another manor, maybe this manor will not be cold as Malfoy Manor.

" where exactly is this manor?" he asked with curious eyes.

The elf raised an eyebrow if he was thinking that Draco is finally gone insane and would need some help now but he still replied

"Derbyshire "

Derbyshire . The only place where magical folk live, no scratch that, where rich magical folk live in. he cursed himself for not reading the book.

He hoped Wellingtons were not as snobby as Malfoys.

He decided to test the elf more.

" who is my mother?"

"Lady Rosalyn Wellington nee Pucey".

Pucey ? As in Adrian pucey? He knew puceys were old old family back then, but not that old, Malfoys were older than then them.

"What about the Malfoys?" he asked too quickly.

The elf again regarded him strange but he still bowed and answered.

" The Malfoys are in france sir , their youngest heir married a veela , they will be expecting an heir soon".

That has to be his great great grandfather or something, but he knew malfoys were in france in the beginning after they came to England late in 1916.

His head was throbbing , too much information. And where was granger? Shouldn't she be here too? If he is here , so would she , it would make a lot better if she was here.

Draco gasped , this was first when he thought he really wanted granger around. He showed a great deal of indifference towards her, but truth was buried deep.

When someone like your schoolmate gets tortured in your own house , well things change, the feelings change, draco never felt more guilty that day when bellatrix craved mudblood on her arm, he was the first to say that to her, he often woke to her screams, jumping around making sure she wasn't bleeding to death on his drawing room, but she wasn't there.

That's why he left his manor and came to hogwarts so that he can escape from his horrific moments of his life during the war, but it didn't work there either.

The carriage halted.

Draco looked around , natural green scenes were viewed, fresh air, springs everything, it was more bueatiful than estates of malfoy manor.

He stepped out to be greeted by a huge manor made of white marble .

It was pearly white and shined with sun , the gardens were blooming with roses, white doves making their way, there was a spring of fresh water near the gardens.

To draco it felt much more safer than home.

As they walked huge oak doors greeted them. Before he could knock the door opened and revealed a pretty woman with red hair and blue eyes, draco was almost fooled himself claiming it was lilly potter or ginny weasley but blue eyes marked huge difference.

Then she hugged him and nearly smiled at him.

" hello my son what a lovely surprise , I was thinking to make a visit to you ". She smiled and led him to hallway.

Draco couldn't say anything.

Did he lived somewhere else?

" why you look pale ? what is it darling? Something wrong? What happened ? tell me my love".

Draco had to be polite, this was woman was every bit of his mother who loved him no matter less but it was surreal , a smiling pureblood.

" And you will suffocate him to death if you didn't let him go Rosalyn". A deep voice emerged from the top stairs.

There in his glory stood lord Wellington, he had short blond hair and deep green eyes, he was smiling too, he looked young to father a 23 year old son.

" allright chap? Come lets have dinner, your mother slaved herself hours to cook for you " he playfully slapped draco's back.

The dinner was mouth watering, roast beef and potatoes, some soup he didn't know but was delicious, draco was so hungry that he tried to reach for seconds.

Lord Wellington smiled and kept adding into his plate.

This was an act his father forbid him to do, he never asked for seconds in malfoy table, his father wanted him to be strong not fat and bulky .

"So how was it? " lord Wellington asked.

Draco hadn't a slightest idea .

" the trade son, did you ask the muggle that we are willing to open a grain storage in Hertfordshire?"

Right oh.

" uh ….yeah they kinda did, I have to talk to them again , you know just go over standard procedure". Draco replied

Lord wellington was pensive. Then he uttered " kinda"

Damn!

" Is this what you young chaps say now these days ? kinda" he laughed as he thought of new word.

Draco noticed his slip and made a mental note to be careful.

" yeah , its new so no one knows it expect us".

" by the way lady Voila send an owl my love , she will be visiting here in fortnight's time". Lady Rosalyn spoke.

" why?"

Lady Rosalyn looked astonished, as she wasn't expected this reaction from her son.

" why, you are her future son in law , why wouldn't she visit?". His mother replied while draco choked on his meat.

His father patted him on back.

"I am engaged! When?"

Now both lord and lady Wellingtons were confused. Draco thought maybe Edmund was engaged somewhere and a fact he missed it while not reading.

" her daughter lady Gertude is your first love my son, and you asked her hand for marriage a year before , you are to wed in 4 months". Lady Rosalyn described the situation slowly.

Draco wanted to throw up, he never wanted to get married or engaged, damn flitwick who made him come to this mess, now it will be more impossible to find granger with his said fiancée hanging around.

" are you ill son?". Lord Wellington asked him with concern.

" I just….. I need to lie down , I have been under the sun too long , maybe if it's the heat, excuse me mother and father".

He rushed to nearest loo splashed himself with cold water, this was impossible. He needed to get out now.

But he was so tired.

Idly he made his way to the couch and slammed face down.

After a while he opened his eyes, to see Hermione granger looking down at him with confusion .

He screamed when he saw her.

A/n iam in requirement of beta if there is any to help out please do, I know story is confusing but trust me I have it planned, your reviews are welcome here and suggestion are welcomed.

So please review guys.