Ok so this update is a month after the last one, which is pretty good for me! And as an extra plus, this chapter is fairly long and full of action! Thank you to everyone who reviewed last time, please do it again! Enjoy!

"I still can't believe you just bought a T.V!" Thea exclaimed incredulously, shaking her head.

"I still can't believe you knew the number of an installer..." Draco replied, cautiously inspecting a piece of toffee popcorn before taking a tiny bite of it.

"Have you never had popcorn before?" Thea asked, watching him intently.

He shook his head and she simply shook her own slowly, gradually becoming used to the lack of things Draco had done.

She checked the time on her iPhone before throwing it down on the patch of quilt that la between them on the sofa and settled down to watch Toy Story 3 (Draco had never seen it of course).

Suddenly her phone vibrated and Draco jumped, staring hard at it in surprise. Thea picked it up before throwing it back down with a noise of disgust. She knew from the picture that had appeared that it was her father. "It's just my father." She told the wide-eyed Draco. "I expect my mum's told him what's happened…"

"You didn't tell me John Dawlish was your father!" Draco finally said, both relieved and nervous at the revelation. As the daughter of an Auror, he was surprised that Thea was willing to hang around with him. "Jeez, you could've told me earlier, I've been avoiding doing magic around you all this time!" His wand was already out he pointed it at the empty fireplace until a warming fire whooshed into place.

Thea's eyes were large. "What? How did you do that?" She demanded.

Draco turned to look at her face before realising that she did not know about magic.

Thea struggled out of the duvet and stood facing Draco, looking cautiously between him and the magical fire.

"Thea...I-" Draco said hesitantly. He knew what he had to do; he had to erase her memory.

"You stay away from me!" Thea warned him as she saw his wand slowly starting to point at her.

She wasn't a stupid girl; though she had her feet firmly on the ground she was always open to supernatural explanations.

Draco's face was filled with regret. He didn't want to do it. He'd never erased the memory of someone he loved.

"Obliviate." He whispered sadly.

Thea screamed and threw herself behind the other sofa and out of his view.

The spell hit the window instead and cracked it.

Thea stayed behind the sofa for a moment, breathing harsh shallow breaths in her fear. She was open-minded and firmly believed that Draco had just done magic, not just some trick. She was trapped behind the sofa and she knew it. He was on the other side, fully armed with a stick/wand and a mindful of spells that she could never imagine.

She peeked over the top of the sofa to see Draco on his feet now, standing poised and ready with his wand out, waiting for her to emerge.

Quick as a flash Thea tried to make a run for the door to the right of the sofa she was behind, but Draco was faster.

"Petrificus totalus!"

Thea's arms and legs snapped together and she screamed internally as she began to fall face forward onto the floor, but Draco caught her and lowered her down gently before rolling her over.

Thea's breathing was irregular and her eyes stared up at Draco fearfully. She didn't know what he was going to do. She couldn't move. No matter how hard she fought she could not move an inch and that scared her; Thea had never not been in control of her own body.

Draco was kneeling by her side, leaning over her. "I'm really sorry." He said sadly, unable to look Thea in the eye. "I have to do this. I can't risk you telling other people." He whispered, finally looking Thea in the eyes. He raised his wand, but then paused, seemingly lost in thought. Your partner was allowed to know that magic existed. It was a rule at the ministry; no one could marry if their partner did not know that they were a witch or wizard. If he claimed that he planned to marry Thea in a few years; she could remain with her memory intact.

"Ok, I have a plan." He told her after a few seconds pause. "I will release you, but you can't run away...and I'm not going to hurt you!" He stated plainly. "Finite."

Draco scooted back away from Thea as she still stayed motionless for a moment before slowly sitting up.

"Look, the person you want to spend the rest of your life with is allowed to know that you're a wizard; so that is what we'll tell the ministry when there's a hearing."

"The ministry?" Thea finally asked in confusion. "Spend your life with? Tell me about this world of magic. Did you go to a school for magic? Do you have special magic food, and that's why you've never had pop corn, or hot chocolate, or coffee?"

Draco sighed and sat back on his heels. "There's so much to tell you." He said, running his hand through his hair. It was going to be a long night. "But first explain something to me. If John Dawlish is your father, why aren't you a witch?"

"No, first you tell me what you were going to do to me!" Thea said, unable to keep the accusing note out of her voice as she regarded him warily.

"I was going to wipe away the memory you had of me doing magic.." Draco said hesitantly, watching her reaction very closely.

"Can you really do that?" Thea whispered.

"We can do most things, but to take your memory would be a huge breach of trust..and I realised that you'd find out one day anyway..."

"But...if you can do that then why aren't you helping people? Why aren't you all out there wiping away the horrendous memories that soldiers have from the Afghan War? Why aren't you taking away the bad memories that abused children have? Why-"

"Because a person's experiences make them who they are! We can't change the past." Thea stood up silently and started to pace around the room. "Anyway, answer my question!"

Thea looked at him blankly.

"Your father's a wizard, so why aren't you a witch?" Thea shrugged. "Is the child of a witch or wizard always a witch or wizard?" She asked suddenly.

Draco nodded. "It's in the blood."

"Right. So then why aren't I-"

Thea was interrupted by a tapping at the cracked window. Turning and seeing an owl she could only blink very rapidly as Draco opened the window and took a letter from the owl.

Bringing it into the room it suddenly flew out of his hands and the back of it formed into a face, with mouth and eyes. Thea's mouth dropped open in astonishment as it began to speak.

"Dear Mr Malfoy. We have received news that at 9:43 pm you performed a 'petrificus totalus' charm in the presence of a muggle. You are hereby to attend a hearing on the 27th of August at 10:20 am. Hope you are well, Mafalda Hopkirk." The letter tore itself into shreds that slowly floated to the ground in front of them.

Draco ran his hand through his hair again and sighed. He hated going into the wizarding world now.

Thea warily touched one of the shredded bits of paper with her toe before jumping back, expecting it to move or speak.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked with a crooked smile on his face.

"Is it...is it alive?" Thea asked hesitantly, bending down to inspect the shreds closer.

"No." Draco threw back his head and laughed. "When are you next due to see your father?" He asked suddenly, an idea forming in his mind.

"Not till the end of September." Thea replied as she prodded the paper.

"Ok, do you want to come with me for my hearing? It's at the ministry of magic, which is where your father works so we can ask him why you're not a witch.." He suggested.

Thea nodded enthusiastically before closing the window (after checking there were no more owls arriving) and sitting back down on the sofa and pulling the duvet over her. "Come one then, tell me about your world." She said with a smile.

Draco hid his sudden misgivings with a smile. He hadn't really thought this through. He intended to spend the rest of his life with a girl who was a muggle; his parents would kill both of them and he didn't even know if she loved him back.

Thea stopped the film with the odd little box thing with buttons on it and Draco sat down, realising with dread that he'd have to tell her about his past now.