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"You did what?!?!?!!!?!?!?!?!"

"Ron, I chose malfoy..."

"Hermione, he's Draco bloody Malfoy."

"I know Ron."

"Then why did you choose him?"

"I don't know. U honestly don't know."

"You have to know."

"I don't know. I was flustered and stressed and a bit angry and impulsive, and I... I felt sorry for him."

"Sorry??!! For a Malfoy??!!??!!"

"Yes Ron sorry. I felt sorry for him. His father ruined his name, and I never told you this, but once in the third year, a few days after I punched him, he apologized for what he said about Hagrid, so I know there is a bit of goodness in him."

"Or maybe he was just scared you knock one on him again."

"Ron, Hermione has her reasons, although I can't see her reasons behind choosing Ialfoy, we have to accept it. She's an adult now, and she can choose whoever she wants."

"Yeah, but mate, she chose Malfoy."

"I know ron, we just have to build a bridge and get over it."

"Thanks Harry. I'm glad one of you two understands."

"I understand Hermione, I just think you're bloody nutters."

"Oh be quiet Ronald."


Hermione was laying in her room, with a book opened but unread lying on her stomach. She was replaying her visit with Draco in her head, regretting her decision more and more as the light slowly turned into a hazy orange.

She heard a tap at her window and saw a regal looking owl perched on the sill. Hermione slowly got up and let the bird in. The bird dropped a letter on her bed and left as fast as it came.

Hmm, I never get any post during this time of the day, I wonder who it's from. She took the letter from her bed and examined it. The wax seal had a snake on top of a pile of riches. And in very loopy letters was her name. She broke the wax and took a letter out.

Dearest Hermione,

I'm so very glad you decided to choose my son. I knew you were going to do it. There is nothing better than my son. (I can think of a few things, hermione thought.) The upcoming weekend, i would like to invite you to have a cup of tea with me at Malfoy Manor. We shall be discussing things about your wedding, and i would like to teach you a few things too. You shall arrive promptly at noon on Saturday wearing the best dress robes you have. Draco will be out of the house so it will be just us girls.

I expect to see you on Saturday.

Your future mother in law,

Narcissa Malfoy

Hermione reread the letter three times before she comprehended what was to happen on Saturday at noon sharp. She was going to have tea with her future mother in law. It sounded weird even thinking about it. Narcissa Malfoy is going to be her future mother in law. She is going to be Narcissa's daughter in law. (Hermoine shuddered at that thought.) Then she remembered that Malfoy is going to be her parents' son in law. And she realized she hasn't told her parents about it yet.

I'll tell them tomorrow. I just want to sleep and wish this never happened.


Hermione woke up the next morning and went to the headmistress's office.

"Headmistress McGonagall, I'm sure you're aware of my upcoming nuptials with Draco Malfoy."

"Hermione dear, we are far past formalities. Minerva please. And yes, I was aware of them. Why you chose him was beyond reason to me, but it was your choice.

"Yes and I have questioned my choice for every minute. But I forgot to tell my parents, and I was wondering if I could skip classes for a day to tell them."

"Of course you can Hermione, all the professors told me that you're at least three weeks ahead of your classes."

"Well, I do like to read. Thank you Minerva, I'll be back around dinner time."

"Your welcome Hermione, now go and tell your parents."


Hermione walked out to the grounds and apparated away, contemplating what to say to her parents. She arrived with a pop to her backyard. Hermione looked at the time and realized that her parents would be away at work. They wouldn't be home until 4:30. She had time to spare.

Hermione unlocked the back door and stepped in. Everything was impeccable. Her mom was a perfectionist. Nothing had to be out of place. She walked over to her room. It was still pink. Since she was 11, she hasn't spent much time in her room. So her room stayed blissfully innocent for the past 7 years. She sat on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. She had glow in the dark stars taped up. Her mind started to wander.

Mrs. Hermione Malfoy. Mrs. Draco Malfoy. Mrs. Hermione Malfoy-Granger. Mrs. Malfoy. Hermione Malfoy. Hermione Jane Malfoy. I wonder if Mrs. Malfoy will let me hyphenate my last name. Probably not.

Hermione heard an apparation pop from somewhere near by and was on alert. She wondered who it was. She crept slowly out to the backyard and saw a familiar looking head popping into her line of sight. Malfoy was in her parents backyard.

She stormed open the door and yelled, "Malfoy! What are you doing here? How did you get here"

"I put a tracking charm on you granger, do these gnomes move? Are the even gnomes?"

"They're muggle decorations."

"Why would a muggle want deformed gnomes as decorations."

"I don't know Malfoy. Get in the house, I don't want my neighbors to get suspicious."

She grabbed his robes and pulled him into her house. She warded the door and put a silencing charm over the house. Then she yelled, "WHY DID YOU PUT A TRACKING CHARM ON ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?! You violated my privacy. I'm not a slave or a house-elf that you want to keep track of. I have my own life, and i could do whatever i want to do without someone following! What you did was unjust and evil, and you should have thought twice. I will not be subjected to your treatment of me. If this is how you will be acting like, then this marriage won't work."

"Are you finished?"

"Yes. I am."

"Okay, for starters, I did not put a tracking charm on you to violate your privacy. And second, I put it on you to make sure you're safe. You're going to get married to the son of a notorious death eater. Some people might want you dead. Plus it's modified to alert me when you leave the Hogwarts premises. For all I knew, you could've been kidnapped."

"Oh, I didn't know that. Umm.. thanks Malfoy. That was actually thoughtful of you."

"You know, I was born with a heart."

"It just seems blindsided with all the evil that surrounds you." After Hermione said that, an awkward silence filled the room. Hermione knew that she just dipped a toe into dangerous waters.

"So, this is what a muggle home looks like. I expected huts, or a cave or something." He brought the situation back to familiar grounds, meaningless bantering.

"I am offended by that statement. Muggles are civilized people. We are not Neanderthals. Will you not touch that."

"What is it?"

"It's a blender. It blends things."

"What's that black box."

"It's a television."

"Tele vision? What in merlin's name is that?

"You watch things on it. Here, let me turn it on." Hermione turned it on to an old comedy show station, where the colors were still black and white. Instantly Malfoy became hooked. He sat down with his eyes glued to the string.

"Wheres the weird looking wand you used to change the screen?"

"It's not a wand it's a remote. You just press the button with the arrows on it to change whats on."

"Yeah, whatever, just give it to me."

Sighing, Hermione handed Malfoy the remote control and headed into her room. She laid down on her bed, awaiting her parents' arrival. Her eyes became heavy and Hermione succumbed to sleep.


A longer chapter w00t. I'll try to get my chapters to at least a 1000 words. Review please!!!!

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