Thanks to scrumptiousinternetllama, maddie (hi!), old toad, maraudersextra and judy for reviewing the last chapters! Thanks and none of my stories are abandoned! I've made a rule that I have to finish them before I start another one...even though I technically did start a xeno/sirius/hermione timetravel story for a challenge, I am going to give this one priority for awhile ;)

Chapter 10

Lucius Malfoy grimaced as he read over his morning copy of the Daily Prophet.

His lips curled into a sneer of disdain as he re-read the headlines: "New Minister of Magic to make sure Muggle-Wizarding Affairs are more friendly and co-habitable."

"Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath and put down the paper to start tucking into some crepe chocolate pancakes his house-elf Francois, a French soummelier, had whipped up that morning.

He shot a glance at Narcissa, his ageless pretty wife, who was also sipping on a cup of matcha green dragon tea as she nibbled at a croissant. Appreciatively, his eyes drew over her blue cashmere sweater and matching dress which she was wearing today. Though Narcissa usually was dressed up to the nines, so it was no surprise to see her looking so lovely. Actually, he found her prim perfection irritating at some times and wished to dirty his hands on something more raw...and unrefined...like a country girl!

Narcissa paused in between plucking a grape between her perfect mouth to attend to her husband, who was visibly cross.

"Is something the matter dear?" she pressed lightly, examining her manicured nails subtly while pretending to pay full attention to her husband.

Lucius cringed and his eyes darted resentfully back to the paper. "It's absolutely outrageous what passes for politics these days."

"Oh?" Narcissa raised her brows.

Lucius shrugged and tapped his snake cane impatiently across their glass breakfast table. "You wouldn't believe the type of legislature that passes nowadays, it's all gone completely downhill! The wizarding world is in peril without a strong hand to guide it!" If only Voldemort wasn't in hiding again!

"Yes, I'm sure it'll be fine, dear," Narcissa said vacantly.

Lucius rolled his eyes. His wife was pretty, but she wasn't one to discuss politics with. Narcisa just didn't understand politics or their implications for the future of the wizarding world. Or at least, she showed absolutely no interest in discussing his various schemes of how he would take down the Ministry from the inside using the Wizegamot...and various bribing. Ah, well all in a day's work for a billionaire political aristocrat and secret Death Eater.

He scoffed down some more of the chocolate crepes and carefully wiped his handsome face of any smudges, before rising magnanimously from the table.

"I have some things to attend to at the Ministry. I fear without my influence, this nation will run to complete shambles. Don't wait for me, with the way things are going, it'll probably take all day!"

"Of course dear," Narcissa replied indifferently while flipping another page of her Witch's Vogue magazine.

Lucius just rolled his eyes as he left the breakfast table and trotted to the hallway to apparate.

Sometimes lying to his wife was too easy.

Then again, she didn't seem to care where he went or who he spent time with.

Perhaps because she was spending some illicit time of her own? The dark thought crossed his mind but he shrugged it away.

No, Narcissa was much too singularly minded to deceive him. He would know by now if she had a lover on the side.

Lucius chuckled darkly to himself as he apparated outside the Manor. "Nope, unlikely," he said and popped the p. "Narcissa isn't as deceitful as I am. The only one of us in this marriage dabbling on the side is myself."

He chuckled again, he was especially going to get deviant tonight.

Sure, he would actually visit the Ministry of Magic and admonish various politicians on the economic setbacks of a new alliance with muggles (while being sure to bribe all the right people), but there would be plenty of time after to spend the rest of his money at his favourite place: The Consortium Gentleman's Club and Madame Maxine's.

He smiled. This is where all the real politics happened and where the influential men of Britain went to relax..with the company of hired and refined escorts and love-witches.

Oh yes, it was going to be a busy day.

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Hermione tucked a strand back of her boyfriend's hair.

"Do you think anyone will notice?"

"No I don't think so."

"Are you sure?"

"Well, no I can't be completely sure, but I doubt it will really be so much of a surprise."

"Stop teasing."

"I'm not."

"Okay, let's do this."

The blonde boy downed a glass of the ghastly-tasting polyjuice potion and became...Neville Longbottom.

Hermione smiled, now they could spend the whole day together without anyone noticing.

Although it saddened her a little that her boyfriend would look so different, at least she would look the same as he gazed upon her with his usual love-struck eyes.

"C'mon, you're perfect," she teased and pecked him on the cheek.

Her boyfriend looked distinctly unhappy. His eyes narrowed. "Why is it that you always ask me to polyjuice into Neville Longbottom?" He felt at his hair and new body, which was similar but less athletic than his own body. "It's not because you have a thing for him do you?"

Hermione laughed. "Oh Draco please, stop being jealous." She teased again. "You know I prefer you, not that Neville has a bad body." She leered at his pants. "Hey I wonder what size is his..."

Draco, polyjuiced as Neville, grabbed her hand before it could go any lower. "Stop teasing witch." He pressed her back against the wall of the potions cloakroom they had snuck into, and ravaged her mouth.

In between violent, possessive kisses to her neck, he muttered. "Don't think. I'm. Going. To use. His dick. To fuck you." He patted her arse. "Even if it is still me."

If she was honest, Draco's possessiveness turned her on. Still she decided to tease him a little further.

"So you wouldn't want me if I was polyjuiced as Daphne Greengrass?"

"That's different."

Hermione grinned. Sometimes it was fun having a Slytherin bad-boy boyfriend that no one else could no about. It kind of added to the fun that Draco's parents and all their friends would kill them if they ever found out. Harry and Ron, especially would be scandalized, and she would have a lot of explaining to do.

"We have to be careful, Draco. I think my sister knows."

Draco shook his head, unphased. "So what's she going to do? Barge into Hogwarts and try to interrogate me, or rather 'Stephen'?"

Hermione turned red in the face. "Except Stephen Collins is actually real and a student here, who's hair we used to polyjuice you without permission." She bit her lip, it was almost funny at the same time it was horrifying. "I have nightmares that my sister is going to barge into Hogwarts one day and try to interrogate the real Stephen Collins!"

Draco snaked a hand around her waist and pressed her to him. "It wouldn't bother me."

"Right, because you're a Slytherin and couldn't care less what happens to anyone else that falls in the way of you getting what you want. But I'd feel terrible if something happened to Stephen."

"Hermione, I want you. Isn't that enough?"

Her brown eyes lit up a little. "I want to meet your parents."

"You know that's a bad idea."

"I know...Still if maybe they got used to me, or rather my personality, when I revealed the truth of who I am, maybe they'd accept me more? My parents loved you."

Draco completely stopped kissing her and stood back. "Your parents loved Stephen. Stephen Collins the goody-goody Ravenclaw who has no dark connections or past. If they knew I was actually the son of a Death Eater, they wouldn't have even let me step a foot in your house."

Hermione was determined, however. "We can't give up this easily and we won't be able to hide forever. We're going to have to get our families to accept us. I have a plan."

A brilliant, deviant plan.

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a/n - Well the cat's out of the bag. Hermione is dating Draco and Stephen Collins was Draco Malfoy all along, though I think the character tags draco/hermione already gave that away didn't it? :) Don't worry though dramione and tonks are going to be butting heads soon, plus remus might just catch the eye of lucius! After all he does like large country girls like Diane!

I might also add that I think Narcissa Malfoy is not as vapid as she seems and she's probably up to some mischief behind Lucius's back too!

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