Chapter 11
Monday dragged on. They had potions first period, they were working in partners and of
course Draco and Hermione were partners. They were glad to work together, but even if they were
it's not likeanyone else would have worked with them anyway. Draco hadn't told Hermione about his
dream, and didn't plan too. A girl of Hermione's intelligence would never understand the
importance of a dream. And he respected that.
That day in potions they were working on a powerful truth potion, they got full marks,
with Snape's favoritism toward Draco, because he was in his house and Hermione's brains.But
second period was awful for both of them. Hermione had Arithmacy with Ravenclaw. Noone even spoke
to her. She knew that some people would never accept it, but she didn't expect it from everyone.
And of all people she expected people from Ravenclaw be smart enough to understand ,well not
understand, but atleast be mature about it, but apperently she was wrong.
Draco had divitions with Gryffindor. As it wasn't bad enough every student in that class
hated him , Professor Trawlaney had to go and predict he or someone close to him would suffer a
painful injury over the Christmas holiday. The rest of the morning was the same way. The skipped
lunch and hung out in the Libary, but even there they couldn't escape the hatred looks of others.
That night after quickly eating dinner they met in the garden at the same bench they
always sat at. Hermione leaned her head on Draco's shoulder and said "I don't know why they just
can't accept it, and Harry and Ron still won't talk to me. And get this I tried talking to Ginny
at dinner and at first she wouldn't say anything to me,and then she told me "Hermione,I thought
you were smart, but apparently I was wrong, because if you had a brain under that frizzy hair
you'd never go out with that arrogant pratt Draco Malfoy."
"I know. Noone will talk to me either, and I lost my postion as seeker on the Slytherin
House Qudditch team.And Even Crabbe and Goyle won't talk to me." Draco said taking Hermione's
hand.
"Oh, I'm sorry ,sweetie. I don't know why everyone is treating us like this." Hermione
said shaking her head.
"Because" Draco said "We are going aginst what generations of wizards and witches have
done. Breaking a code, a code that makes no sense, but has always been followed by Slytherins.
Well, except for a few exceptions like us, and my Grandpa had a thing with a girl that wasn't
what everyone would consider pureblood." Draco paused to see if he had hurt Hermione's feelings.
"Go on, hon." She said giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Well, he faught with his dad for a long time, but he eventually backed down and became
a deatheater." Draco said looking down.
Hermione brusted out into tears. "Hermione, what is wrong?" Draco asked confused.
Suddenly he relized that he had scared her, and she was fearing that he like his Grandpa had done
so many years ago back down to his father. "Hermione, don't you dare think that is going to
happen. I'm not going to back down to my father. I will fight for our love to my death."
He pulled Hermione into his arms. Hermione didn't know what to say, so she sat there
silently,enjoying being in the comfort of Draco's arms. She couldn't help, but to think their
relationship might be the death of Draco, when is father got his hands on him, and it may also
bring upon her end.
The next day at breakfast both Draco and Hermione recieved owls from Draco's mother.
"Draco,
Son, you must come to your senses. I know you must really love Hermione
to risk your own well being over it, but enough is enough. You know you father is much more
powerful than you,even without magic. I know this muggle, mudblood shit is nonsense but still
Draco for your and Hermione's saftery you should break it off with her. If she really loves you
she will understand. I also sent her an owl. Pleading with her. Draco, please take my word to
heart.
Love,
Mom"
Draco's Reply
"Mom,
Thanks for your concern. I really appritate it, but honestly I love Hermione.
Last night I told her I would fight for our love to the very day of my death. And mother that is
what I mean. I will fight you, father, any datheater that opposes us, anyone, and even the Dark
Lord himself. I don't care. What does blood have to do with anything, but stupid sterotypes, and
pride.Mom, I hate to go aginst your wishes mother, but I have no choice. I love Hermione,and plan
on fighting for our love. Maybe you didn't marry for love, but to keep inside pure blood, and
mother you see what that got you, no where , but in an abusive marriage, with a son that that is
abused and that has to fight for his rights and what he wants. Mother I don't plan to back down,
and I don't expect you to stand behind me, or even want you to. I don't want you to make the
situation worse for yourself, because next year I am an adult and can move out. You're stuck with
father forever, because of your fear of divorcing him.
Love,
Draco."
Mrs. Malfoy's letter to Hermione
"Hermione,
You don't know me, but you know of me. I'm Draco's mother, you
saw me at the world qudditch cup. I have heard you and my son have recently started dating my son.
I must tell you I do not approve. You are going to endanger yourself as well as my son. Maybe you
don't know this, but my husband has a very short tempet, and is very violent when he is angry.
So please for Draco's safety as well as your own, please break up with my son. He will thank you
in the long run. I'm not sending you this because I dissapove of you, because you are a mudblood,
but its just the opposite, I would love for Draco, to break this stubborn, streak of pure blood
pride the Malfoy Men have. I just don't want it o be my son. His father will end up killing him.
Please I bag you Hermione, please just end it. I have also sent Draco an owl.
Aplogetically,
Mrs. Malfoy"
Hermione left from breakfast at once and headed toward their garden bench. Draco noticed her
and followed her. She was walking rather quickly so she arrived there a good thirty seconds
before he did. "Oh, what am I going to do?What if Draco agrees with his mom?" Hermione thought
out loud then brusted into tears.
Draco had over heard her out loud thought, he quicky sat down beside her and said
"Hermione, look at me." She slowly raised her head. Tears were streaming down her face , he eyes
blood shot and red. "My mother sent you an owl did she not?" Draco asked her wipe away the tears
running down her face. Hermione couldn't get a word out, she just nodded.
"Now, sweetie please quit crying. I've told you, I don't care what anyone says, I'll
fight to my death for our love and I mean it." Draco told her pulling her close.
They sat in silence she rested her head on his muscular chest. She felt safe in his arms.
"But Draco, what if your mother is right? What if I am endangering you by going out with you, by
loving you?" Hermione said trying to hold in tears.
"Hermione, if anyone should be thiking that it should be me. My father and his friends
are the ones who wants to do you in. Your parents don't even care. Hermione I can't force you to
stay with me, but hon if you break uop with me I don't know what I would do. Hermione, I love you
with all my heart. Hermione, we can make it through this. We can we just haver to have faith and
trust in each other,and we can't let other people discourage us." Draco said running his fingers
through Hermione's thick brown hair.
"Draco,I was never thinking of breaking up with you. I couldn't bare life without you.
Draco I know we can make it through this, but I just so scared of what is going to happen."
Hermione said looking into Draco's blue eyes.
"Hermione, I'm scared too. I'm terrified, but I have faith in our love and know we can
make it through." Draco said giving Hermione a smile. Hermione smiled back and hugged Draco.
He whispered in her ear "Hermione Granger, I will love you to death do us part."
"I love you, too Draco." She whispered back.
Monday dragged on. They had potions first period, they were working in partners and of
course Draco and Hermione were partners. They were glad to work together, but even if they were
it's not likeanyone else would have worked with them anyway. Draco hadn't told Hermione about his
dream, and didn't plan too. A girl of Hermione's intelligence would never understand the
importance of a dream. And he respected that.
That day in potions they were working on a powerful truth potion, they got full marks,
with Snape's favoritism toward Draco, because he was in his house and Hermione's brains.But
second period was awful for both of them. Hermione had Arithmacy with Ravenclaw. Noone even spoke
to her. She knew that some people would never accept it, but she didn't expect it from everyone.
And of all people she expected people from Ravenclaw be smart enough to understand ,well not
understand, but atleast be mature about it, but apperently she was wrong.
Draco had divitions with Gryffindor. As it wasn't bad enough every student in that class
hated him , Professor Trawlaney had to go and predict he or someone close to him would suffer a
painful injury over the Christmas holiday. The rest of the morning was the same way. The skipped
lunch and hung out in the Libary, but even there they couldn't escape the hatred looks of others.
That night after quickly eating dinner they met in the garden at the same bench they
always sat at. Hermione leaned her head on Draco's shoulder and said "I don't know why they just
can't accept it, and Harry and Ron still won't talk to me. And get this I tried talking to Ginny
at dinner and at first she wouldn't say anything to me,and then she told me "Hermione,I thought
you were smart, but apparently I was wrong, because if you had a brain under that frizzy hair
you'd never go out with that arrogant pratt Draco Malfoy."
"I know. Noone will talk to me either, and I lost my postion as seeker on the Slytherin
House Qudditch team.And Even Crabbe and Goyle won't talk to me." Draco said taking Hermione's
hand.
"Oh, I'm sorry ,sweetie. I don't know why everyone is treating us like this." Hermione
said shaking her head.
"Because" Draco said "We are going aginst what generations of wizards and witches have
done. Breaking a code, a code that makes no sense, but has always been followed by Slytherins.
Well, except for a few exceptions like us, and my Grandpa had a thing with a girl that wasn't
what everyone would consider pureblood." Draco paused to see if he had hurt Hermione's feelings.
"Go on, hon." She said giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Well, he faught with his dad for a long time, but he eventually backed down and became
a deatheater." Draco said looking down.
Hermione brusted out into tears. "Hermione, what is wrong?" Draco asked confused.
Suddenly he relized that he had scared her, and she was fearing that he like his Grandpa had done
so many years ago back down to his father. "Hermione, don't you dare think that is going to
happen. I'm not going to back down to my father. I will fight for our love to my death."
He pulled Hermione into his arms. Hermione didn't know what to say, so she sat there
silently,enjoying being in the comfort of Draco's arms. She couldn't help, but to think their
relationship might be the death of Draco, when is father got his hands on him, and it may also
bring upon her end.
The next day at breakfast both Draco and Hermione recieved owls from Draco's mother.
"Draco,
Son, you must come to your senses. I know you must really love Hermione
to risk your own well being over it, but enough is enough. You know you father is much more
powerful than you,even without magic. I know this muggle, mudblood shit is nonsense but still
Draco for your and Hermione's saftery you should break it off with her. If she really loves you
she will understand. I also sent her an owl. Pleading with her. Draco, please take my word to
heart.
Love,
Mom"
Draco's Reply
"Mom,
Thanks for your concern. I really appritate it, but honestly I love Hermione.
Last night I told her I would fight for our love to the very day of my death. And mother that is
what I mean. I will fight you, father, any datheater that opposes us, anyone, and even the Dark
Lord himself. I don't care. What does blood have to do with anything, but stupid sterotypes, and
pride.Mom, I hate to go aginst your wishes mother, but I have no choice. I love Hermione,and plan
on fighting for our love. Maybe you didn't marry for love, but to keep inside pure blood, and
mother you see what that got you, no where , but in an abusive marriage, with a son that that is
abused and that has to fight for his rights and what he wants. Mother I don't plan to back down,
and I don't expect you to stand behind me, or even want you to. I don't want you to make the
situation worse for yourself, because next year I am an adult and can move out. You're stuck with
father forever, because of your fear of divorcing him.
Love,
Draco."
Mrs. Malfoy's letter to Hermione
"Hermione,
You don't know me, but you know of me. I'm Draco's mother, you
saw me at the world qudditch cup. I have heard you and my son have recently started dating my son.
I must tell you I do not approve. You are going to endanger yourself as well as my son. Maybe you
don't know this, but my husband has a very short tempet, and is very violent when he is angry.
So please for Draco's safety as well as your own, please break up with my son. He will thank you
in the long run. I'm not sending you this because I dissapove of you, because you are a mudblood,
but its just the opposite, I would love for Draco, to break this stubborn, streak of pure blood
pride the Malfoy Men have. I just don't want it o be my son. His father will end up killing him.
Please I bag you Hermione, please just end it. I have also sent Draco an owl.
Aplogetically,
Mrs. Malfoy"
Hermione left from breakfast at once and headed toward their garden bench. Draco noticed her
and followed her. She was walking rather quickly so she arrived there a good thirty seconds
before he did. "Oh, what am I going to do?What if Draco agrees with his mom?" Hermione thought
out loud then brusted into tears.
Draco had over heard her out loud thought, he quicky sat down beside her and said
"Hermione, look at me." She slowly raised her head. Tears were streaming down her face , he eyes
blood shot and red. "My mother sent you an owl did she not?" Draco asked her wipe away the tears
running down her face. Hermione couldn't get a word out, she just nodded.
"Now, sweetie please quit crying. I've told you, I don't care what anyone says, I'll
fight to my death for our love and I mean it." Draco told her pulling her close.
They sat in silence she rested her head on his muscular chest. She felt safe in his arms.
"But Draco, what if your mother is right? What if I am endangering you by going out with you, by
loving you?" Hermione said trying to hold in tears.
"Hermione, if anyone should be thiking that it should be me. My father and his friends
are the ones who wants to do you in. Your parents don't even care. Hermione I can't force you to
stay with me, but hon if you break uop with me I don't know what I would do. Hermione, I love you
with all my heart. Hermione, we can make it through this. We can we just haver to have faith and
trust in each other,and we can't let other people discourage us." Draco said running his fingers
through Hermione's thick brown hair.
"Draco,I was never thinking of breaking up with you. I couldn't bare life without you.
Draco I know we can make it through this, but I just so scared of what is going to happen."
Hermione said looking into Draco's blue eyes.
"Hermione, I'm scared too. I'm terrified, but I have faith in our love and know we can
make it through." Draco said giving Hermione a smile. Hermione smiled back and hugged Draco.
He whispered in her ear "Hermione Granger, I will love you to death do us part."
"I love you, too Draco." She whispered back.