A/N: Hey people. Sorry for the update delay. School... but I may be leaving school! I have an interview for a 2year traineeship at a childcare centre! I will let you know if I get it. Okay well... love your reviews! And I hope you all like this one.
DISCLAIMER: Totally... I am NOT J.K Rowling... I do NOT own Harry Potter. I DO own Gavin, Lorraine and Amy... only the characters Lorraine and Amy...not the actual people.
Chapter Three: All For You
Narcissa dropped the fork she was holding in her hand, her mouth fell open as Draco sat down at his seat, avoiding his mother's extremely bright blue eyes.
"You saw... Hermione?" cried Narcissa, "Draco I told you, you can't go to her place... what if-"
"I didn't go to her house Mum," interrupted Draco, "She works at St Mungo's too. On the floor above me. She's a MEDI witch."
"Oh... I see. How did she take to seeing you?"
"How do you think?" cried Draco finally looking his mother in the eyes, "She hates me... she's hurt... angry... and I don't blame her one Merlin darn bit. I also went and saw Dumbledore today. I just spoke to him about what happened and he said we can't do anything until Lucius acts."
"I know. I owled him asking the same question you must of asked and I got told the same thing."
"So where is Father dearest?" asked Draco, his voice dripping in sarcasm at the end of the question.
"I already told you that. He is drinking with his mates... most likely to there so called bloody sorrows."
Draco nodded looking at his untouched meal. He wasn't hungry one bit.
"Draco eat," ordered Narcissa looking at his plate, "At least eat your vegetables."
"I'm not hungry Mum. I think I might go to my room."
"Fine. But don't come to me an hour later complaining your hungry."
"Mum. I'm not eleven. I'm 18."
Draco stood and kissed his mother on the cheek goodnight before heading up stairs to him bedroom.
!Z!
Hermione yawned and rolled over and opened her eyes. Wherever she was the room was dim from the sun setting. Slowly she sat up to see an old wooden dresser, a patched cushion chair and much more old looking furniture. Hermione pulled her wand from her pocket and flicked her wand at the candle bed lamp beside the bed. The room lit up and finally Hermione recognized the room to belong to Ginny. Downstairs she could hear voices. She stood up and walked out the bedroom door and down the zigzag staircase and into the brightly lit lounge room.
Everyone looked up at her. In the room were Mrs Weasley, Mr Weasley, Lupin, Tonks, Gavin, Blaise, Ginny, Harry, Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, Percy, McGonagall and Hagrid.
"Hi," said Hermione looking uncomfortable.
Harry walked over and enveloped her in a hug. Hermione hugged back and both pulled away smiling a little.
"How are you?" asked Harry softly, he looked extremely worried.
"I'm fine now. Just been a big day you know?"
"I know."
"Wow... look how many are here," smiled Hermione looking at all the people, "Is it a party or something?"
"People heard about your ... err... meeting with... Draco... and they just wanted to see how you were," said Gavin.
"How did everyone know I was here? Who brought me here?"
"You feel asleep crying," said Mrs Weasley, "I thought it was best to bring you to my home. Gavin waited at your house in case anyone came."
"I figured people would end up coming around," added Gavin.
"Well... I've got a big meal cooking," said Mrs Weasley clapping her hands together, "Fred, George, you two can set up the tables outside near the oak trees, Bill, Charlie you both can set the tables, Percy you can help me dish everything out and Arthur and Ginny could you both get drinks for everyone?"
The Weasley's hurried off to do their jobs while the others mingled amongst themselves. Hermione wandered over to the wall full of pictures and gazed up at one with her, Harry and Ron all smiling holding their O.W.L certificates they received during their fifth year holidays. That was the day Harry finally came to proper terms with Sirius's death.
"I still get believe he is gone you know?"
Hermione looked beside her to see Harry looking at the same photo.
"Me neither. But I think... I think I'm coming to terms with the fact that Ron is never coming back."
"I am slowly. So I heard about... the whole Draco meeting. You okay?"
"Not to be rude," said Hermione looking at Harry, "But I don't want to talk about it. I want to forget about it all."
"I understand. Come on. I think Fred and George are racing the tables," said Harry grabbing Hermione's hand and dragging her outside to watch the zooming tables.
!Z!
The night passed with laughter and remembering memories for Hermione, but for Draco, he was happy to see the sun rise of a new day.
Slowly Draco stood up and dressed. He glanced at his work roster and saw he was to start early today, at 7am sharp. He glanced at his watch and saw it was quarter past six. He brushed her hair back, spiking the fringe a little and ran down stairs to the dining room to grab a slice of toast with honey. Than as he ate the toast he apperated to the first floor, at the end of a twenty minute line. And right in front of him was a small... brunette... girl.
The one who he loved.
He glanced around and saw none of the other sign in desks were open.
What wrong did I do in my past life?He sighed silently and watched at Hermione adjusted her white robes and reach into her bag and pull out a date book. He watched her open it and glance at today's date. July 3rd: 7am: visit patients, 9am: final MEDI exam, 1pm: lunch with Amy, 3pm: visit patients, 5pm: fill in any reports for today, 7pm: finish work.
He quickly looked away as she placed it back in her bag and move forward in the slowly moving line.
Don't look back.... Don't look back, pleaded Draco silently.
Pleading never works. Which is exactly what Draco learnt when Hermione looked behind her.
Her eyes landed on his robes. Reading the Potions Maker badge on his robe. Slowly her eyes trickled up towards his face, till they reached his stormy gray eyes.
Her eyes widened and Draco bit his lower lip. He didn't have a clue at what to do.
!Z!
Hermione couldn't believe it. Did the world want to punish her more? Weren't they satisfied with what she'd been through already? Life is cruel, too cruel for it's own good.
Hermione looked away from Draco and spun back around, moving forward with the line.
She didn't know what to do. Her heart was pounding wildly. She felt scared, anger, hatred, lust, love... need... all towards Draco, all at once.
The feelings over whelmed her so much that she nearly fell, but she only stumbled a little as she moved forward in the line.
Hermione leaned around the doctor in front of her to count how many people were ahead of her. Five. Now four.
"Hurry up," muttered Hermione anxious to get away.
!Z!
Gavin flipped the closed sign to open and pulled the glass doors open as an owl flew in and dropped a paper on the counter, took a few Knuts from the counter and flew out again. Gavin locked the doors open in place and walked over to the counter and flipped open the paper.
Best Friend Of Harry Potter Gone Mad"What?" cried Gavin looking at a smiling picture of Hermione from her seventh year at Hogwarts.
He scanned the page for the reporter and was not at all surprised to see it was by Rita Skeeter.
"What have you said hmmm?"
Hogwarts former Head Girl, smartest witch to have exist since... well ever, has gone mad. Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet reporter witnessed seeing a side of Hermione Granger, now a MEDI Doctor at St Mungo's, that no one had ever seen before.
Apparently Granger completely lost it when questioned on how her life has been since that fateful day a year ago.
"She went mad," says Reporter Skeeter, "Started screaming at me, threatening to kill me. How can we trust her to work with people at St Mungo's if this is how she behaves at a simple question?"
Can we trust a mad women working within a prestige hospital? Or do we have to fear for our lives wherever we go?
The article then went on to talk about other mad people who have worked at certain places and killed people.
Gavin couldn't believe it. Now what was Hermione going to do?
!Z!
Draco watched as Hermione signed her name quickly and actually run to an elevator. He sighed and signed his name underneath hers. But what shocked him was Hermione had scribbled out a last name before writing Granger. Draco leaned closer as if he were still writing and read the last name... Malfoy.
He frowned and leaned away and walked to an elevator.
Did she still love him like many people had been saying?
He didn't know. He never knew life could be this confusing, this painful. He never knew love could hurt this much. Well it never used to. Loving Hermione once felt wonderful. But that was before all this happened.
He pushed the up button on the elevator and climbed in when the doors swung open. A few other people ran in before the doors slid shut.
The silence was deafening as the elevator rode upwards. It stopped at his floor first and Draco walked out to be greeted by Lorraine.
"Hi. How are you?" asked Lorraine holding something thick in her hands.
"All right and you?" replied Draco walking beside her too the Potions lab.
"Well... I'm okay but I think... I think you should read this."
Draco took the wad of paper and opened it revealing the wad of paper to be the Daily Prophet. His eyes landed on the picture and heading, "Oh... shit."
"Exactly my words when I was reading it getting Allan and Ivan ready for going to my mums this morning."
"Life just gets better with every day don't you say?"
"Read what it says and you tell me."
Draco went silent reading the small piece on Hermione.
"Once word of this gets out Draco," said Lorraine, "Well it has... the press is going to have a feeding frenzy on this. She'll have to do a public statement and will need people who have known her a long time to back her up."
"Well Potter can. And the Weasley girl," replied Draco.
"Some one who knows her very well."
"Potter than... look I can't Lorraine. Remember that," replied Draco before entering the Potions lab.
Lorraine followed him in, "Why are you fearing your father for Draco?"
Draco spun around to face her, "I don't fear my father. I fear that he will kill Hermione if he knew about us. I told you about everything that has happened between us too... about her real family heritage. I know my father wants to kill her. He knows she could finish him off with a swipe of her wand. I don't want him to kill her! Hermione means too much to me... and that's the way it has to be."
"What about what she wants Draco?" asked Lorraine, "Did you consider that she might've helped you work out a way for you both to be together safely? You, her and your mother."
"There is no way. And even if there was, she wouldn't want me now anyway."
"Don't be so sure of yourself."
Draco watched Lorraine walk to her office and with a deep sigh Draco began work.
!Z!
Hermione dropped the paper in her hand and looked at Amy, her mouth wide open.
"Are you okay?" asked Amy, her eyes full of concern.
"I'm fine... Rita has tried to ruin me in my fourth year. She won't this year," replied Hermione, "I have patients to see before my final exam."
Amy watched as Hermione grabbed her clip board and hurry off to her first patient.
"Missed her!"
Amy jumped and spun around to see a worried Gavin standing behind her, "Gavin! Hi."
"Hey," replied Gavin, "Has she read the paper?"
Amy nodded, "She just did. She's gone to see her patients now. I think she may take it in her stride."
"I just knew Rita would do something about this. Anything to be in the bloody Merlin dam spot light."
Amy nodded, "How are you coping with it all? You seem to worry about everybody else but yourself."
"Ahh I'm fine," replied Gavin smiling at her, showing dimples, "Nothing bothering me. Got a great business running, an amazing sister. Life couldn't be better since last year. How are you going?"
"Pretty good thanks. Head of this floor... well that can be stressful, but hey all part of the job."
"Yeah. So... Hermione said you haven't lived here that long?"
"Oh I've lived in England my whole life, but not in London. I used to live in this country town. Hardly any magic folk there, so I moved here for work and to be closer to my family."
"Cool. Hey I'd love to stay and chat, but I have to work... hey do you want to have dinner sometime?"
Amy smiled, "I'd love too!"
"Friday night? So in... two days?"
"Sure."
"Pick you up at 7?"
Amy nodded.
"Alright then," smiled Gavin, "See you then."
Gavin turned on his heel and walked to the elevator leaving a very happy Amy standing at the front desk.
(A/N: Sorry all you Gavin lovers... he does need a girl!)
!Z!
"You're a mad women!"
Hermione sighed, "Please Mrs Delphi, I'm not crazy. Rita Skeeter and I are enemies and she will write anything to bring my reputation down."
Mrs Delphi stopped panicking, "Are you telling the truth? You won't kill me?"
"No I won't. I've been your Doctor for three weeks now. Have I shown any symptoms of craziness to you?"
"You were upset yesterday when Doctor Zabini came to see you."
"I ran into... someone. Now do you trust me to administer your medicine to you?"
Mrs Delphi nodded, "I'm sorry sweetie. I shouldn't of believed Rita. She made my husband loose his job last year."
"It's okay. You aren't going to be the only one who will doubt me."
Hermione handed Mrs Delphi her cup of pills and another vial full of pale blue milky medicine. She checked her vitals signed her clipboard knowing what she was about to go through again.
!Z!
Hours passed and finally it was lunch break. Draco hung his apron on a hook and grabbed his moneybag and headed for the cafeteria, which was a basement floor with magic windows to make it look like there was sun shining in.
Draco reached the elevator and hit the down button. He waited a few seconds as the door slid open revealing two people already in there. Draco went to back away from the door only to be pushed inside by someone. He looked at who pushed him to see Lorraine giving him a Don't-you-dare-run-away look.
Draco shot her a glare.
He looked at the person beside him, Hermione of course.
What else could mess up today?
Hermione focused on her feet. She had just finished her final exam. It was pretty easy for her and she felt she did well on it.
She could feel the warmth radiating from Draco's body beside. She resisted the urge of diving in to his arms. Though she did admit she missed the feeling of him holding her, kissing her an...
Okay Hermione, she thought to herself, Let's NOT go there.
The elevator doors slid open to reveal a frenzy of snapping cameras, reporters screaming to Hermione.
"Oh Merlin," said Hermione her eyes wide, "Oh dear Merlin I will kill her..."
"Oh bloody hell," snapped Amy, "Leave her alone your sick bastards, She is not mad!"
Lorraine shot Draco a look.
"I have to get out of here," cried Hermione a hand on her forehead, a stressed look on her face, "Amy... Lorraine... Dr- what do I do!"
"Make a statement," said Lorraine, "But you need someone to back you up."
"No one here will!"
Amy and Lorraine stood either side of Hermione and walked her to a small stage at the end of the cafeteria, Draco was bringing up the rear, and his head lowered hiding his face.
Hermione gave Amy a nervous look as she turned back to the crowd of frenzy reporters and photographers.
She pointed her wand at her throat and muttered the spell to magnify her voice, "Quiet please!"
Silence filled the entire hall.
"I'd like... I'd like to say... t-that I'm not mad like that Skeeter women has told you all. I am as sane as any person in this room!"
"Is it true you threatened to kill Rita Skeeter?" questioned an American accented reporter.
"I...well... you see..." stammered Hermione.
Draco watched as Hermione fidgeted with her robe sleeve. It was heart breaking watching Hermione try to set things straight.
He couldn't bear it.
He couldn't watch it any longer.
He had to do something.
Draco walked on stage, showing his face to all the reporters, many gasping at him. He magnified his voice, ignoring Hermione's gaping face.
"Hermione Granger isn't mad at all," he said calmly, "She is as sane as any normal person in this room. She lives a normal life where she has a job, copes with losses just like you and I would."
"Mr Malfoy sir," said a high-pitched voiced reporter, "How do you know this? Aren't you against muggleborns?"
Draco sighed, "No. I do not have anything against muggleborns. In fact... I am in love with... this muggleborns... I know Hermione very well... and that is all either of us have to say. Guards, please escort these reporters and photographers out."
A group of nearby guards jumped up from there seats and began filing the people out.
Amy and Lorraine looked at Hermione and Draco; both quickly turned and walked away to find a place to eat.
Hermione did the counter spell to her voice as did Draco.
"Don't go thinking," said Hermione softly, "That what you did is going to change anything."
"Do you know what I did just then? For you?" cried Draco, "Once my father finds out, I'm as good as dead!"
"You reveal your true self now, yet you couldn't last year could you!"
"I left for you! What more to you want me to say? I'm sorry? I'm sorry! They're happy? I said it!"
"Sorry isn't good enough and neither is the stunt you just pulled! Nothing you do or say is going to take away the emotions I have been feeling this last year! When I needed you the most you weren't there!"
"I'm so sorry Hermione! But I was protecting you for Merlin's sake! And now my father is going to find out and... and you could get killed, Gavin could die... so I'm sorry for protecting you. I'll stay out of your life forever."
Draco turned on his heel and walked back to the elevator.
Hermione stood still watching Draco's back retreat away from her.
"No... no," cried Hermione, "Draco! Please! No I'm sorry!"
But he didn't stop walking.
"Please Draco!" cried Hermione starting to walk towards him, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it... I was... I was upset! You have to know I still love you! Please don't leave me forever!"
Lorraine and Amy gasped as Draco walked into the elevator and made the doors slide shut.
Amy jumped from her seat and ran to Hermione, who fell to the ground in tears.
A/N: Yeah... hope you liked... took me ages to work out how this chapter should go. And I think this is how the story should go. Sorry for the... well brake up between the two, but we got some Amy/Gavin action going... happy real life Amy?
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