In the morning, Hermione woke up, and packed her entire room up within a few seconds. She grabbed her beaded bag, reaching in to make sure she had all her documents for travel. Once she was dressed and ready to go, she went to Draco's room, knocking on the door.
Grinning broadly, Draco opened the door, holding his leather satchel in his hand. He headed to the kitchen, Hermione in tow, and made a quick breakfast. After they finished, the did one last walkthrough of the place, making sure they did not forget anything, and then they took the all too familiar journey to the house her parents were living in.
Before they had a chance to knock on the door, the door opened, and her parents let them inside, where Hermione saw two suitcases for each of them. Hermione chuckled, and charmed their luggage to fit into a small bag, one for each of them. Draco requested everybody hold hands, and he apparated them all to the International Floo Department.
Very quickly, the group found the fireplace they were to use. They opted to go as a group, making only one trip, and making sure her parents did not get separated. Once they were safely back in England, Hermione grabbed a hold of everybody, and apparated back to her parents house, the home she grew up in.
Mr. and Mrs Granger were happy to see their home once more. The two set down their bags, and Hermione restored them to full size, and set them to float up to their room. The two were happy to be home, and walked through out the house, talking softly to each other about all the memories they had there. Before the rounded the corner, Hermione saw her father pull her mother into a hug, and give her a passionate kiss. Diverting her gaze, she looked at Draco, almost forgetting he was there.
"Come on, let's go." she said quietly. Hermione grabbed his hand, and they soon apparated to her flat. The instant they arrived, Hermione ran to her bedroom. Seeing her bed, she fell onto it. Feeling the comfort of it, she reached for her beaded bag and began to unpack everything.
Draco wandered through her flat, looking at all the pictures she had hanging around the place. Many of her with Harry, Ron, Ginny, and some others he recognized from school. He never did realize where Hermione ran off to, but he walked around, and found a door partially closed. He pushed it open, to see her pulling books and clothes out of her bag.
"Need some help?" he offered as he entered her room.
"Sure! Here," Hermione handed him a stack of books, and he began to chuckle.
"You pack like a witch and unpack like a muggle!" Draco pulled out his wand, and charmed all the books, all her clothes, and everything on her bed to go to their respective places. Hermione glared at him, but the glare slowly changed into a smile when he walked closer to her. He sat down close to her, when she heard a tapping on the window.
Sighing, she stood up to greet the owl at the window. Pulling the letter off, the owl took off, and disappeared into the horizon. Reading the letter, her face paled. Draco rushed over, seeing her look a bit woozy. He grabbed the letter and read it for himself. No sooner than he finished, there was a pop in the living room.
Hermione ran out to the living room, to be greeted by Harry.
"I am so sorry I never told you! You have to understand that I only mea-" Harry stopped when Draco entered the room. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to make sure Hermione made it home alright. What are you doing here?"
"I came to apologize to Hermione about making you keep an eye on her. I was not expecting more than just her here."
"It's okay, Harry. I wanted to thank you for it. It was a nice gesture. I will admit that I was mad at first, because of how little faith you had in me, but if it was not for Draco, I would still be trying to find the courage to talk to them. I don't know if he told you or not, but he was the one who undid the charm, since I was in a minor state of shock."
Harry looked at both Hermione and Draco. Feeling awkward, he turned to give Hermione a hug. "I think I will come back another time. Let me know when we can talk about things. Maybe something a little more private."
Draco laughed, causing the two friends to look at him. "Seriously, Potter. You might as well discuss now, for who knows when you will get another chance." Harry's eyebrow raised, unsure of the nature of this comment.
"Uh, sure. Hermione, you aren't mad are you?"
"Oh Harry, of course not. If anything, I should be thanking you. But I do think you should go. I have barely been home half an hour, and you interrupted my much needed relaxation after this journey. I promise we will have to have lunch, and see what happens from there." Hermione smiled softly, and Draco noted that she was biting her lower lip. Draco took a seat on her sofa, and made himself comfortable.
"Oh, ok. I think I will go then. Don't be a stranger, Hermione. Remember, you will have to face Molly, and Ginny too. Oh, and Ron wanted to come, but I advised him against it. You may want to owl him." And with that, a loud crack resonated through out the room.
Draco patted the seat cushion next to him. Hermione blushed and walked over to sit next to him. In mid process, he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap. "Now, where were we?" he whispered huskily into her ear. Chills ran down her spine, and she looked him deeply in the eyes.