Disclaimer: ... I went over this already, but whatever.
Title: Ferret
(A/n) I like this chapter.
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The thing was a girl of fifteen. She looked like a younger version of Narcissa Malfoy. She had deep, sea blue eyes with silver outline. Her hair was a soft silver with tints in it that made some of it look black. She wore a white dress with lace all over and the red bow on her neck. She looked lovely and almost angelic. Draco held the girl tightly and seemed to enjoy the embrace. Hermione watched the girl until a voice came to them all, "Annora! Leave Draco be!"
Narcissa stood at the door in a dress that Hermione new came from the design of Anastasia. It was a simple, strapless blue dress that seemed to be cover in diamonds and had a netted train in the same blue as the dress. It looked lovely on her. The girl finally pulled away and hugged Blaise, "It's good to see you, Annora. You've been gone to long! America has changed you."
"Blaise! Don't hog her!" Draco held out his arms for the girl to return to. Hermione glared at him and Annora spoke again. The air filled with innocence again.
"Draco. Will you… introduce me to your friends? I believe I'm missing something." Hermione smiled slightly.
"I'm Hermione Jean Granger."
"I'm Ginny May Weasley." Annora smiled.
"I'm Annora Cicely Bellatrix Malfoy. Draco's little sister. I was in America since I was twelve. I graduate in two years." she bowed politely to both girls. Ginny smiled and returned the bow. Hermione just blinked and turned to Draco.
"Since when do you have a sister." Draco sighed.
"When I was two years old, Mum had a drunken fling with an American wizard of the Malfoy lineage and so I got my little sister. She was the perfect little baby girl and then when she turned twelve her sire asked that she come to school in the states so we haven't seen her in a long time."
"Draco, I don't think the first part was well done." Narcissa was glaring daggers at her son. Annora let out a tinkling laugh and shook her head.
"It's fine, Mum! I may call Eric 'dad', but Lucius is my truest father. He raised me and taught me most of my magic. I swear to, God! America refined my skilled and taught me to control them. I wish I'd gone to Hogwarts. In America the Four founders are different." Hermione was absorbing the information, "I was in Scorpio. That's the Slytherin of America. Pisces is the Ravenclaw, Leo is the Gryffindor and Aquarius is the Hufflepuff. Still magic, but not as fun." Draco pulled her back into a hug and kept her there. Hermione smiled.
"Hm. I wasn't aware of that. Where's it located." Annora smirked.
"I can't tell you. Just as You can't tell me where Hogwarts is." Hermione frowned.
"But you know where-"
"Nope. I never went there. Draco did, but I only picked him up from the platform. I don't know where the castle is so it's not in my knowledge to find it." Hermione was impressed.
Lucius cleared his throat, "But. She's not going back. Not for a while anyway. Four years from home is quite enough. She'll finish her year at Hogwarts then finish her schooling there as well." Draco looked ready to go to heaven at the moment. Hermione sighed and looked at Ginny. Ginny was more into talking softly to Blaise then to really pay attention. Hermione didn't notice Annora watch and seeing her every move.
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Hermione sat on her bed watching the dress idea's go by. She just wasn't into this at all. Why had she even come if Draco had his sister to occupy him? She'd come for the ball, yes, but she'd come so she could go with Draco. She heard a faint knock at her door, "Come in." the door opened and Narcissa stepped in.
"Have you picked a dress?" Hermione shook her head and gazed down at the book with a hopeless expression. Narcissa caught this, "Is Annora's presence annoying you? You should know. Draco was heartbroken when she left. He refused to give up the argument that this was her home and Lucius was her father. He never did like Eric."
"Oh. Well, then he should be here with her and I'll go home. Mum was thinking about Paris for Christmas. It might be worth going." Narcissa smiled and sat on Hermione's bed side.
"You really love him, don't you." Hermione smiled softly.
"Love? Maybe. I want him to be safe and happy. I want him to not have to worry about anything. I don't really care if he's Slytherin and that I'm sitting in complete danger zone. I like having him around. He's never really hurt me." Hermione had a soft smile on her lips and loving look in her eyes. Narcissa lifted her chin lightly.
"That is love. That is love in it's purest form. If you love him, Hermione. Tell him and don't let it-" Narcissa was cut off and Hermione pulled the cross from her chest and held it up, "Did Draco-?"
"Yes."
"But… he can't! It's not possible for this to happen."
"For what to happen?"
"The cross only chose someone of pure blood. How could you-"
"Narcissa." Lucius now stood in the doorway. He walked in and closed the door, "Don't close your mind. Pure blood has noting to do with the cross. Each one is different, each one conjured by different magic. Draco's is far more special then mine was. His shows a truer path then the one he's walking." Lucius kissed Hermione's hand.
"If you wear that to the ball, Draco can't take it back afterwards. It marks him as yours and you as his. There's no going back. Not if you wear that to the ball. Be careful how you use that power. It could brake you both." Lucius left with Narcissa in hand. It was then Hermione noticed what Narcissa was telling her. Narcissa didn't want her in the family, no matter what it did to her son. Hermione sighed and took of the cross.
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Draco waited for Hermione to come down stairs the next morning. He stood tapping his foot in annoyance. Blaise and Ginny stood next to him.
"Calm down, mate! She's probably taking a shower!"
"Hermione wouldn't ditch you, Draco. She's in love with you." Both boys looked shocked at Ginny's confession. Draco sighed and started up the stairs.
"I'm gonna go check on her." He walked down the lengthy hall and stopped outside her room. He knocked and the door swung open. He walked in to fine the room empty and silent. A note sat on the bed with the cross. Draco felt his heart brake.
Draco,
Sorry, but I'm going to France with my family. I'll see you at school and I hope your okay. If you think this is you fault… your wrong. I just couldn't do this. I'm giving the cross back and I hope you can find a better match for your family.
If you didn't know already… I love you, Draco. I really do, but you need a woman who can help you have a pure family.
Love you lots, Hermione.
Draco felt his body crumple to the ground, but he never felt the tears running down his cheeks. Ginny and Blaise came in to see Draco with his forehead on his raised knees in the fetal position. Blaise could tell his friend was crying, "Dray?" Blaise spoke softly as he knelt down next to Draco, "W-where's Hermione? D-dray, p-please say something." Ginny let out a gasp.
She turned to Blaise with tears in her eyes, "Hermione left. She's gone, she left for Paris." Blaise looked at the cross that rested in Ginny's hand and the note that had drifted to the floor. It took time, but soon a smug Narcissa came in and a cold Lucius was in the room as well.
Narcissa spoke, "She learned her place, Draco. It happens, you shouldn't have gotten attached to the little vixen. Now, you can marry Pansy!" Draco looked at his mother with eyes the showed his broken heart. Ginny hugged him and let her head rest against his neck. Lucius was staring at his son. The boy seemed lost and dead. With the ball only four day's away… Narcissa's plan would kill him slowly.
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Hermione sat at the small café with her eyes fixed on a young couple with two children. She couldn't help but smile. A girl with blue-ish hair ran up to her, " 'mione! Oh my god! You look so good! Gods, what I wouldn't do to have that body!" Hermione got up and hugged her friend.
"It's good to see you, Bell." the girl frowned.
"'mione. What's wrong? I've never seen you like this." Tears jumped into Hermione's eyes and she let out a soft gasp.
"I-I just had t-to lose s-something pr-priceless. I broke my own heart, just so that he didn't have too." Bell had tears in her eyes. She gave Hermione a hug and let the girl sob into her shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. I'm so sorry. That had to kill you." Hermione let out a laugh.
"With every step." she wiped her eyes. Bell sighed.
"Go win him back. If your this broken up, then he has to be in the same condition." Hermione shook her head.
"Christmas is tomorrow and I don't have a dress for the party." Bell smirked.
"Remember how much you loved my mother's dress in the fashion show?" Hermione nodded, "My mom got you the dress for Christmas. Let get you ready."
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Draco just watched the snow fall. He wore his black and red robes, but he didn't feel like going to a party. His father came into the room, "Draco." said boy looked up, "The party is in an hour. Pansy's here to make sure you match her. Humor her and at lest smile." Draco sighed and shook his head.
"Dad, have you ever had a broken heart?" Lucius smiled.
"Once. I lost a truly beautiful woman and gained her sister. Andromeda was truly a ruby in the crown of the Blacks. I was two day's too late to win her hand. I lost and my heart shattered. Bellatrix was with my best friend and Narcissa was still a child. Narcissa adored me when she was younger, but at fifteen, she fell in love. I couldn't think of any other alterative. She looked nothing like her sisters, but she was much like Andromeda. I had my pick and took what I felt best for me."
"Didn't you even think you might want something different?" Lucius put a hand on his son's shoulder.
"You might have chance to get her back. But let this be the end with Pansy. Stay to night, find tomorrow." Draco sighed and got up from the window seat. He hadn't realized he'd been reading until the book hit the floor with a think. Lucius smirked, "Good book?"
"Extremely." Draco sighed, "Other then the fact that I didn't take in a word of it." Blaise stood at the door.
" Ready Dray?"
"To die? I was born ready. To dance with Pansy? That'll come sometime… but not now." Blaise sighed and shook his head.
"No. For Potter and Weasley. They want to know why their darling book-worm isn't here and why they don't get to see her." Draco smiled sadly.
"She left. It's that simple. She couldn't handle it and she left." Draco looked in the mirror and glared at his hair. It was slicked back with a magic gel and he didn't like it. Blaise noticed the face.
"Just for the night. Then you can be as roguish as you want. I heard that a countess is coming. It should prove fun!" Lucius walked toward the door.
"If you want your blood drained from your body. She's a vampire." Lucius left the room and the boys in a shocked silence. Blaise came to.
"Was he serious?" Draco shrugged and walked out of the room, "What is it with Malfoy's and walking out of rooms!" Blaise through his hands in the air before fallowing his friend.
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A/n) That was sad and weired at the ending. Please review. Again. I love Lucius as a father figure, but he's still evil.