AUTHORS NOTE;; ii know ii should have put this in the first chapter, but ii had no idea that ii couldn't edit it again so – right this is my first ever fanfic so please bare with me. Ii definitely are not the best writer in the world – by far – so if ii do make mistakes. really sorry. and now enjoy! xxx shen

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That day was such a crazy day for me, all my family was acting weird – I saw Draco Malfoy out of school for the first time. Well technically like second, but with him conversing to me! Such a shock, I can't think of how I hadn't had a heart attack then, I guess I was a much stronger kid then I ever thought. The one thing until now I cannot explain myself to, is how Adelia never got to take Draco but I had to. That has always been on my mind.

"MALFOY?!" shrieked the brunette, a viscous tone etching in her voice as well as her eyes. Shaking madly she stomped around her room, crossing and uncrossing her arms – how the hell did this happen? That and many other questions were buzzing in her head, burrowing her eyebrows in frustration as she couldn't find an answer. It just was impossible. Just impossible. But it wasn't, as Adelia watched her stressed cousin she decided to let her be and continue packing some clothes for the week Draco was taking her to an exotic island. Heaving a sigh, she glared lightly at her cousin – she was just so lucky! Getting a hot gorgeous guy as her husband-to-be and so much money for shopping. Now Adelia wasn't much of a material girl, but what girl didn't like her shopping? Or having gorgeous guys as their partners? Like no-one.

Well with the exception of Hermione Granger. Deciding to give an explanation a go Adelia closed the now full suitcase and re-sized it with her wand in a second not realising Hermione was watching her. With the fact that she was supposed to marry her enemy and go out with him – it seemed from the suitcase Adelia packed – Hermione had completely forgotten Adelia was a witch. Not her muggle cousin who loved partying and transformed 'Mione's summers but she was also a pureblood witch. Like her. Shaking her head she sat down next to her cousin, rubbing her temple she spoke clearly to her cousin.

"Okay, could I just ask you question and you reply to me?" looking back at her cousin's gorgeous blue eyes she saw the sad twinkle in them as they nodded curtly. "First, why tell me now? Why not tell me ages ago? When I was born maybe?" her sarcastic tone directed at her cousin made her flinch herself before apologising repeatedly. "Stop, stop okay Herm. Now I don't know why they didn't tell you. I only know it was for your own good – by the way. You should be thankful that we're the nice kind, we don't mind muggles and have been living with them since forever so Grangers still rock okay cuz?" Hermione smiled at her cousin's quick back-up, she knew Hermione too well to have known that question was going to come.

An awkward silence filled the air as Hermione forgot all about her questions and hatred that had built inside her – of course her cousin wouldn't be able to answer everything. She'll just have to talk to her parents when she goes back to England. Six whole weeks away. Maybe she could also write up a letter or mail. Shrugging her shoulders absent-mindedly she still felt the burning heat inside her but she tried not to show too much of it in front of Ad. Biting her lip, the young brunette had another question drawing on her lips which Adelia did not notice so began standing up and picking her cousin's belongings into a gym bag. While Hermione watched her small petite frame walk around quickly.

"Is he on the good side?" her words spoken with venom but a light touch of it as she tried her hardest to please Ad. "Yes, not his family though. He's been separated from them since he was like.. fifteen so he's fine yeah. " Hermione highly doubted her cousin's response but smiled with doubt. As thoughts ran through her head she stood up and looked at herself, cursing she quickly walked into her walk-in-wardrobe. "Adelia, I need to put something to cover me up. I'm not showing any skin for the ferret." The words flew out of her mouth before she could even say anything else as Adelia walked to her a disapproving smile on her lips. "With that attitude I won't be seeing you anymore 'cause you'll kill yourselves!" rolling her eyes she grabbed two pieces of clothing before shoving them in Hermione's direction. "Please, showing off flesh may actually get him interested in you. That is if you want to get good sex or do you want the boring old kind?" smirking deviously, Hermione couldn't resist but laugh at her cousin's poor attempts to lighten up the situation but she could not deny that she appreciated the effort.

Grabbing the summer white dress with the cardigan she slipped them on easily, while folding her nightgown neatly and placing it on her bed. "No no! Hermione! That you'll need for your week stay at his beach house – its one of your best night lingerie. " stopping in her tracks the Brunette, turning sharply to her cousin, "Oh please, tell me you're joking." Her pleading tone combined with her puppy dog eyes made the other teenager laugh. Hermione sighed deeply before a moan escaped her lips childishly, "Oh great.." stomping a few times she sat down on her bed a frown upon her lips.

"Any more things to tell me to break me down slowly?" Hermione mumbled angrily as she covered her head underneath the pillows a low deep growl escaping from the back of her throat. "I'll let him explain anything else.. "chuckling Adelia continued to pack.

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Meanwhile two doors away a tall blonde slytherin stood rigid as he waited for his wife-to-be to walk out of the door. His stormy grey eyes sharply turned to the murmurs he could hear from the door. He wondered how Granger would take to the news, she seemed calmed enough – as the voices weren't that shouty – chuckling he walked to one of the armchairs and sat down. Relaxing in the chair his eyes covered the furniture around. The creamy theme of the beach hall, with the 26inch plasma TV secured to the opposite wall, the huge window/doors towards the gorgeous Californian Beach and the various seating objects around. While he waited, Draco Malfoy couldn't help but remember how he was told about this ..this catastrophe.

Draco,
As much as we would have liked not to write to you – we had to warn you of your bind marriage to one of the pureblood friends – well ex-friends – we arranged you with. Her name is Hermione Granger , and no she is not a mudblood – she is a pureblood who does not know it. You have to bond with her before marriag – I have no idea why but her parents purposefully made us promise and your wedding date has to be the 28th of August. This means you have four weeks Draco. Now as much as you've done a horrible gesture to the Malfoy name you cannot deny this – this is all magic my boy.

Lucius Malfoy

The blonde boy, stared at the letter in his hands shaking with fury as he stood up and threw the letter in his fireplace the glittering fire engulfing the material hungrily before it was just grams of dust. Marry Granger? What was the world coming to? Hitting his fist into the table his eyes darkened with anger, this is just great.

Walking over to his desk he pushed all belongings on the floor with one swift angry move, the beginning of his self destruction of his small apartment.

While now, a week later he was chuckling in the very same house his wife-to-be in four weeks time. Perfect. Just as he was about to get up again he heard the distant footsteps and opening of doors as Hermione and Adelia made their way back into the hall. Letting Draco get a chance to take a good look at both girls, he could not deny that her cousin had a perfect body, just how he liked it but just as he saw Hermione. His eyes travelled slowly from her delicate and feminine feet to her hips of beauty and her chest of heaven making Draco stare a bit more than necessary but his trance was stop as he felt a sharp smack on his right cheek.

Looking up from his dreamy look he came upon a furious Hermione glaring up at him, he was thankful he was at least taller than her as his 6'4 figure stood over her petite 5'5. Grinning he replied the one thing Hermione thought she would never hear from his lips, "I have to get a good look of my wife-to-be eh?" Hermione grumbled before turning on her heel and walking fast to her suitcase. Kissing her cousin on the cheek she took the suitcase and began walking out of the beach house mumbling, "Good look eh? Well take a good look at my back because thats the only thing you'll see. Gahh!" just as Draco could hear those words he nodded in appreciation to Adelia before running after Hermione. So this is how the rest of my life will be oh great. Lucuis Malfoy you're going to hell.