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Chapter Ten

Draco stood for what seemed a lifetime, before finally grasping Hermione's hand. The handshake lasted no more than two seconds before Draco ripped his hands from hers. She smiled shyly at him and he raised his hand so he could inspect it. Nothing wrong that he could see. No visable damage. He wasn't mutating.

Slowly he raised his hand and gently touched Hermione's cheek. He laughed gleefully, and smiled. Not smirked, smiled.

"They were wrong, they've been wrong this whole time." He sobered and sat on the side of the bed, his head in his hands.

So this had been his mothers plan.

DMHG/DMHG/DMHG/DMHG/

Narcissa stood quietly outside the door, she had been quite amused by the childish pillowfight. Narcissa savoured moments like this, Draco had never had a proper childhood. However, shortly after the pillowfight Narcissa had heard someone at the door, and went to investigate. There in the threshold was a tall, blond, aristocratic man.

Her husband.

Of course she still loved Lucius more than the world itself. She knew he had to do what he could to survive. Lucius' fathe, Abraxas, had been a Deatheater, so, naturally, Lucius had to be one too.

In reality Lucius was a loving man, who loved his family. Everything he did was to protect his family.

So she could only hope that he could accept Hermione, after seeing Draco's feelings for the girl.

He had to, and if not...well she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.

A/N: I appologize for the short chapter, but this is just a filler. And I'm sorry to say so but I won't be updating (probably) until exams are done, and my exams end on the 31st (of this month). But Please, Please bear with me and stick with the story. :)