Well, here we are. I'm going to make this short. I hope you enjoyed the last chapter because I have uploaded since September. Also, this chapter is about the Malfoys annual ball. Nothing much after that, just hanging out and going back to Hogwarts. Well here you go, chapter 11.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and never will, sadly.

An Unexpected Addition

"Do I have to go? You know, I shouldn't even be attending." I said.

"Of course you have to go. You go every year. So, why are you only asking now?" Mother asked me.

"I don't know, maybe I barely realized that someone might figure it out," I said. I just wasn't up to attending the ball this year.

"No, they won't. We've been doing this since you were 5. So, calm down." Mother said.

"Fine," I muttered.

Mother gave me a dress to try on for tonight. It was a very puffy dress, the sleeves were ¾ and it was purple. I hated it. I straight up told Mother that I wasn't going to wear it. She sighed and let me pass on it. After an hour of arguments and searching, I finally found something that Mother and I liked. It was a satin blue ball gown with long sleeves. The ribbon on the waist was also blue.

This was perfect. Mother bought it at once. Once we got my dress, I bought some tiny heels that blue too. I was done shopping for today. We got home and Father and Draco were in the parlor. They were working on different things. Draco was reading Quidditch Through the Ages. Father was just working on some paperwork. Once they saw us, they got up. Draco going straight to Mother and Father asking me what my dress looked like.

"You'll have to wait."

He gave me a look that said, "Why?"

"Because I don't want to," I said.

I left the room and went to my bedroom. I laid on my bed. I most definitely did not want to go to the ball. I had to though. Or else I would disappoint Father. Why was my life so complicated? That thinking got me so tired. I fell asleep not even realizing I did. I had to awaken by Mother.

"Hermione! You are getting ready, right? Hermione, wake up." Mother said. I was so confused. Then I realized that I had fallen asleep.

"Nevermind, I'll send for the elves to get you prepared," was all that Mother said before leaving. Twink, and my personal elf, Star, came into my bedroom. They started scolding me. That I was irresponsible and that should keep track of what I'm doing. It wasn't my fault that I fell asleep. I was ready in 30 minutes. With their help of course.

Mother came back into my room. I thought I looked pretty, she looked beautiful. She had a peach dress that fell to the floor, with off the shoulder sleeves. Her hair was just simply down. While I looked the same as when I tried on this dress. Only my hair was in a bun, with some curls on the side. Mother rushed me to doors that led to the ballroom, where Draco and Father were at. My act was that I was a distant cousin. I came every year because my supposed parents were too busy during the winter holidays. So everyone knew I was here already. Since I was a distant relative, people assumed that I would look like a Malfoy at the most. No one could no my real identity. It was too dangerous. Ministry officials and other people who attend the ball yearly could tell both the ministry and Dumbledore. Which would cause our plan to bring the Dark Lord back to fail.

"You look beautiful in the dress, Hermione," Father said.

I blushed, doubting that I really did.

I could see Draco behind Father, looking the same as Father did.

Father and Draco were in some very plain, but elegant wizard robes. Their robes were black and they both had white shirts underneath. Draco had his hair slicked back, as always. Father had his hair pulled back. Before I could say anything, I heard someone say, "Now, for the moment you have been waiting for, presenting the Malfoys. With a distant relative, who came from France. As you all know."

I heard applause, nothing too exciting. We had the same guests every year. Maybe just three or four new people. I went out with Draco. I waved and flashed them a smile. I went down the stairs. People greeted me with handshakes and smiles. I had to stay with Draco. As Draco and I couldn't go to other people alone. Although, Draco and I went to the corner of the room where all the pureblood children were at. They greeted me very casually. Pansy, annoying as ever, got jealous. Just because Draco had his arm in mine. Draco and I were siblings! At this point, I just wanted to kill her. Theodore Nott looked very distressed. Not even greeting me. Until Draco gave him a look.

He gave a small smile. Though it looked forced.

"Hey, Hermione. Nice to see you again. How's France been?" Blaise Zabini asked me.

"Great, actually. I've been very busy in fact." I said

"That's good, but you should've came to Hogwarts instead of Beauxbatons." He said.

As people believed that I attended Beauxbatons.

At that, Pansy eyes went up to meet mine. She was shooting laser beams at me.

"Anyways, I'll come back. Hermione has something she needs to discuss with my parents." Draco said. As he saw the tension rising between Pansy and me.

Draco dragged me to our parents. They were talking to the Notts. I wondered what was going on. When Mother saw us, she took us outside and into the hallway. She cast a Muffliato and started talking.

"Hermione, I have something to tell you. It involves Theodore Nott. His parents have asked for a betrothal. To you."

I was about to respond with a "No way," but Mother started to talk again.

"Don't worry though. Your Father and I made a promise that we would never to that to you ever since you were born."

Draco was about to say something, but Mother cut him off before he could say anything.

"It applies to Draco too. The Notts were so confident that we would let them start a contract, but we didn't. Theo has been alerted and thinks that you guys are in fact, betrothed since their confidence level was so high. Your identity is still a secret. Theo thinks that he's supposedly betrothed to, well a distant relative of ours. Your Father is dealing with them right now. We want you both to marry out of love. With purebloods of course. Now, go back to the ball, and don't worry." Mother said.

"Okay Mother, see you later," I said. Still trying to digest all the information that Mother had told us. I'm couldn't ask her more since I noticed she already looked stressed.

I took Draco's arm and went back to the ball.

Narcissa POV

I watched Hermione and Draco leave. The Notts were threatening to expose Hermione. We weren't going to have Hermione betrothed though. The Notts didn't have the courage to expose us anyways. We would debunk it and make them look like fools. They wouldn't want to risk their reputation. They just wanted a Malfoy a part of their family. Making their family automatically better than most. They thought that their knowledge about knowing who Hermione really was going to get them an advantage.

They really didn't know what the Malfoys were capable of. We never gave up on a fight. I also wanted both Hermione and Draco to find love on their own. Deep inside, I wouldn't care if it was a half-blood. As long as it wasn't a muggle-born.

I went back to the ball. The Notts were nowhere in sight.

"They left, they got very angry. I know they won't tell though. They're too cowardly to even do that. Hermione deserves more than their mess of what they call a family." I heard someone say. I turned around and saw Lucius.

"Thank God, I was actually a bit worried for a second," I said.

"Anyways, to get that off our minds, may I have the pleasure of taking you dancing?" Lucius said.

I gave him a huge smile.

"Of course," I said. Before he whisked me away.

So, this chapter was a little short. Well not short, but definitely not my best. Let me know what you think. I planning to have half the chapter family time and half of it is going back to Hogwarts. If so, tell me what should be family time. I'm also planning to do a little dueling session, nothing dangerous, between Draco and Hermione. That seems like a good plan to me, but we all have different tastes. Well, time to say goodbye till the next chapter.