Previously:
Thinking of Hermione calmed him completely, he would tell her tomorrow he decided. With that comforting thought he stood up and headed towards the front gates to go home.
Hermione rolled over and buried her face into her pillow the sun was much to bright for what was sure to be such an ungodly hour. She cracked an eye open and tried to get it to focus so she could see the time, when it did she groaned and rolled back over. Noon, how did I sleep till noon? Hermione wondered to herself as she stretched in bed. She smiled as she felt something walking up her legs and sitting on her stomach. Reaching down a hand she began to stroke Crookshanks head softly as he purred.
"I should probably get up for the day, shouldn't I?" She asked her feline familiar. Her only response was a louder purr and needing on her stomach. "Alright I'm up, now get off or you're not getting any food." Crookshanks quickly hopped off as Hermione sat up swinging her feet over the side of the bed to head towards the kitchen. She was rubbing her eyes when she walked into the kitchen and failed to see the man in front of her as she walked into him. She let out a surprised yelp and quickly withdrew her hands from her eyes, to reveal a smiling Draco trying not to laugh at her surprise.
"What do you think you're doing here? You scared me half to death!"
Draco chuckled, "well I came over to talk but somebody wouldn't answer the door so I let myself in with the key that you gave me, and as for the scaring you half to death that's your own fault. It's not like I disillusioned myself or anything."
"Yes well I wasn't exactly expecting to find somebody in my kitchen." Hermione looked over his shoulder to see food sitting on the counter. "Did you bring me lunch?" She inquired.
"Yes I did, I need to talk to you and I know that there is no use in trying if you haven't eaten anything."
"It's like you know me or something," she told him chuckling. He turned around and picked up a plate with what appeared to be a ham and cheese sandwich on it and pushed it into her waiting hands.
"Go sit, I'll get you something to drink." He told her as he gently pushed her out of the kitchen. She took her usual seat at the table which faced the kitchen so she could watch Draco as he poured both of them drinks and carried them out to the table setting them down as he headed back to pick up his own plate. He joined her sitting on her right and proceeded to start eating. Hermione did the same not realizing how hungry she had actually been until she took a bite of her sandwich. They ate in companionable silence for several minutes until they had both finished.
"You said that you wanted to talk to me about something," Hermione asked intrigued as to what it could possibly be.
"Yes as you know I talked to Dad last night after you left and there is apparently a family secret that he felt I needed to know and that I feel that I have to talk to you about because it may effect us." Hermione nodded in understanding encouraging him to go on. "Apparently I have Veela in the family, shocker I know especially with my hair and eye color but I was never actually sure until last night. I never even knew how far into the blood line it actually was, and as it turns out it's not that far back."
"Which means that it will likely manifest itself into you as well." Hermione said nodding in understanding.
"That's right it was my grandmother, she was the veela and dad says that he has manifested numerous parts of the veela nature. Including the soul mate part." He avoided eye contact with her fearing her reaction.
"So you have a true soul mate that you have to mark within a week of it manifesting, and you find her by kissing her." Hermione supplied while laying her hand on his arm to get him to look at her. "I understand what that means for us, but there is always the chance that it won't manifest at all or that it's me. There's no guarantee to any of this. If it does happen we will cross that bridge when we get to it, okay?" Hermione asked trying to make him understand that it all really would be okay.
"According to Dad we'll know soon, he said that his manifested on the day he turned 18." Draco told her, taking the hand that was on his arm into his own. "We have two weeks, and if it does manifest there's no guarantee that I'll go full veela or even partial. If worst comes to worst I'll sprout wings, feel my mates emotions, and have to be in there presence a majority of the time. That would really complicate things when we start school. I wouldn't be able to spend even a night away from them, the duration of classes would be the most I could endure and if they're not in them then I have to see them in between and-" Hermione silenced Draco's ranting by covering his lips with hers. When she pulled back she ran her fingers through his hair, she had learned in sixth year while helping him fix the vanishing cabinet that it would calm him. She felt him relax completely as his eyes slid close.
"Now you listen to me, all you're going to do is freak yourself out and make yourself panic. Nobody knows how much is going to manifest if any at all. Now stop worrying before you give yourself a migraine that no headache relief potion can cure."
"Thank you," he replied as he kissed her cheek. "Now let me clean up."
"You already made me breakfast slash lunch, let me clean please."
"Not a chance you need to shower and get dressed Missy we have to go shopping for school supplies and a nice set of dress robes for me and a dress for you for Mom and Dad's new house opening." Hermione stood up laughing.
"I thought the whole purpose of your parents moving to a new house was to downsize and I thought the house would be much smaller."
"No it's just slightly smaller and still a black robe affair." Draco chuckled as he picked up the plates and carried them into the kitchen. "Now you shower and get ready, I want to show you off so dress cute or I'll redress you." Hermione gave him a questioning look.
"Are you serious?"
"I am if you don't get your butt in the shower and ready to go!" He told her gently pushing her into the bedroom and shut the door. She chuckled at his antics as she walked into her Slytherin bathroom to take a shower.
Draco was wiping down the kitchen when he felt hands wrap around his waist and a head resting on his shoulder. He dropped the rag to the side of the counter and turned around to pick Hermione up by the waist and sit her on the counter. She laughed as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"You know one day when you do that I'm not going to be prepared," she told him resting her hands on his arms as his hands rested next to her thighs on the counter.
"I've been doing that to you since 4th year when we used to sneak down to the kitchens together. You always loved it when the house elves laughed."
"Even the time that you sat me down in a soup bowl," she replied.
"Hey I learned a lot from the experience and at least it was chilled soup instead of hot."
"You're not the one that had to walk all the way back to Gryffindor tower with a wet butt," she smirked at him.
"That is true but I did get a good look at your arse that night," he told her grinning.
"You're horrible," she said laughing. "Are you ready to go shopping yet or would you rather have me stay on the counter?"
"Well you do look beautiful today," he said checking out her white shorts and navy blue v-neck shirt. He picked up her long necklace, "an owl? Very witchy of you."
"Well only if you're a wizard," she responded. "Shopping time?"
"Yes impatient lets go." He gently tugged her off the counter and followed her over to the door, waiting patiently as she slid on her brown gladiator sandals. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck as his slid around her waist.
"May I?" Draco asked.
"Yes you may," she replied and closed her eyes as they disappeared.
Lots of Love,
OrangeLilyBlossom XOXO
