Hermione cleared her throat. "Um," she started, unsure of what to say. "I..."
Then, she suddenly felt herself being hugged. By Draco Malfoy. "Amalia," he murmured. "Amalia, I'm so glad you're here." Hesitantly, she hugged him back.
"Draco, mate, let her breathe." He stepped back slowly, and he looked at her as if seeing her for the first time.
"We look the exact same," he said softly.
"I wonder why," Nott said, stepping forward. "It's not like you're twins or something." Hermione blushed, wondering again where her friends were. "Amalia, come in, sit down. Draco's been going crazy looking for you and if you don't talk to him, he might show up to my house drunk again." With that, Nott grabbed the Firewhisky and Floo'ed away.
"Aw," Blaise pouted. "I better get that back. I don't have an unlimited supply."
Then, Draco and Hermione were alone, in silence. 'What do you say to a boy who spent years tormenting you?'
~ALM~
Draco looked at his sister, wondering what to say. After waiting in silence for a few minutes, he decided he'd rather speak up than wait for her to start. "So, what house are in? I mean, I'm assuming you go to Hogwarts, it's not like I would be able to recognize you, you would've had a glamour on..."
He blushed, realizing he'd rambling.
She looked down and mumbled something.
"Could you repeat that?"
"Gryffindor." She looked him in the eyes and repeated, "I'm a Gryffindor."
His mouth dropped open. His sister was a Gryffindor. There was a Malfoy in Gryffindor. His brain stopped functioning for a moment as he tried to comprehend that. He barely noticed Amalia get up to leave. When he did, he grabbed her wrist. "No, wait, don't leave. I've been looking everywhere for you. Being a Gryffindor doesn't change anything."
She spun around, and he stepped back in surprise. "Yes it does, Malfoy. You, you and your friends tormented me for years because I was a Mudblood and now, now you're all the family I have left!"
That time when she tried to leave, he let her go. After all, it's not everyday he found out his sister was Hermione Granger.
~ALM~
Theo would be lying if he said he was surprised when Draco showed up drunk. It would've been nice if he hadn't though.
Having sent Blaise home an hour ago, Theo planned to get some paperwork done. Then, Draco Floo'ed in with a bottle of Firewhiskey.
"Theo! Want a drink?"
Theo shook his head as he walked into the sitting room, where Draco had already made himself at home.
"C'mon mate! My sister hates me! Surely that's enough for a drink?"
"Surely she doesn't hate you?" After all, Theo thought, there was no way his friend would insult his sister.
"Granger? Nah, she's always hated me."
Granger? Hermione Granger was Amalia? Well then, that made things harder for Draco.
"So, want that drink?" Theo sighed and nodded. He had a feeling that it was going to be a long night.
~ALM~
Harry and Ginny were surprised when Hermione ran past them less than an hour after she'd gone to Malfoy's flat.
"What..." Harry blinked.
Ginny rolled her eyes and sighed, "I'll go after her." As she walked away, Harry thought he heard her mumble something that sounded suspiciously like "boys".
~ALM~
Ginny knocked on the door. "Hermione? Can I come in?" When she got no answer, she opened the door. "Oh Hermione." She was on the bed, and when she looked up, Ginny saw her puffy red eyes. "Hermione, what happened?"
"I don't know!" she wailed. "He was being perfectly polite and he asked what house I was in and I said Gryffindor and he was even ok with it and I just snapped! I yelled at him for no reason! What if he hates me now? Oh and I brought up how he called me names! He probably knows who I am and now he won't want to see me!"
Ginny was surprised Hermione was so distraught. Usually she was so composed. "Hermione, I doubt he hates you. You're family, and those snobby purebloods might seem cold, but they value family."
"Pureblood..." Hermione whispered. She was more caught up in the fact that she was adopted, and she had a family, and she was related to Malfoy, that she hadn't stopped to think what that meant. She was a Malfoy. She was a pureblood.
"Hermione," Ginny pushed, trying to get her back on topic, "Malfoy will be happy to have you. But it's getting late. Get some sleep now, and you can overanalyze everything tomorrow, ok?"
Ginny waited for Hermione to nod before she left.
~ALM~
A/N: Thanks everyone for sticking with me! I haven't had much time, but I hope everyone enjoys this chapter.
As always, I appreciate reviews. Let me know if this lives up to your expectations :)
