Author's Note - Hello, hello. Good day to you all. I was picking up on fanfiction yesterday. I found another good one. Hermione/Draco pairing. Looooooove it. Okay, next chapter is up! Wooooooot.

Lyssak - Thanks, hahah. Reviews are so inspiring sometimes (; I hope you continue to like it.

-Draco's POV-

"Father? What are you doing here?" You asked, unbelieving.

Your father could not be standing here. In front of you. In this store.

"Yes, I am real! You don't have to scrutinize anymore!" He seemed quite outraged, but then his face relaxed and he put a disgusting smile onto his face.

Oh no. He's got something to tell me. He never smiles like this.

"What are you doing here Draco?" He asked you sweetly.

"I'm buying a gift for a friend's birthday. What are you doing here?" You replied, asking him the same question.

"I always know where you are, Draco." That is SO not comforting.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Uhh…" I think I know where this is going to lead to.

"Oh my. That's good."

"What's good?"

"Draco. I propose two options for you."

You looked at him closely. "What are my options for what, exactly?"

"You will learn in due time Draco. Do not interrupt me."

"Yes, sir. My options?"

"You stay with Ileana and she-" You couldn't help but interrupt.

"How do you know about Ileana?" You asked him.

Your father looked enraged that you had interrupted him once more. "I told you not to disrupt me whilst I am still talking. No more talking out of line Draco."

He looked around and spotted the old man. "Draco, come. We shall talk elsewhere."

"Wait, may I buy her the present?"

He looked thoughtful before answering your question. "Yes, then. Quickly. Quickly."

You went over to the man and told him you wanted that bracelet near the window.

"Yes. Good choice, good choice." He took it out smoothly and wrapped it and placed inside a velvet medium-sized box with a bow.

"That will be 37 galleons." You handed him the money and went outside with your father. He stopped at the window and pointed his wand at the man inside. "Obliviate." You saw that the man had a glazed look in his eye. Then, he shrugged and went back into little room where he had come from in the beginning of your visit.

"Where are we going?" You asked.

"I trust you know how to apparate?" He asked you, ignoring your question.

"Yes, but-"

"Then. To the manor Draco." You heard a pop and he disappeared.

Great. I hope Ileana will be patient and not bite my head off. If I don't go with father, he'll punish me later. Not what I want to happen anymore.

You thought of your home, concentrating. You felt yourself being squeezed from all side and then with a pop, you were at home in the spacious living room.

"Draco, dear! How are you sweetie?" Your mother came rushing over to you.

Obviously your father told her that you would be coming for a little while, like 2 minutes.

"Sweetie. He's upstairs." You started walking up the steps.

You got into his study, which was a huge room full of elegant wood furniture. There were bookshelves around the whole room. You saw your father at the desk about to sit down, so you went over there.

"Draco. You must take my advice."

"What is it?" You said impatiently. Cut the crap already.

"Do not take that tone with me, young man!" He looked quite furious. "Let me lay down your options. What I tell you must be kept secret."

You nodded your head in agreement, though somewhat reluctantly.

He got right to the point. "You must either stay with her and help her become a Death Eater or breakup with her and never speak to her again."

"WHAT?!" You couldn't believe it.

I just got her back! This isn't right! She would never become one! But I can't stand to be away from her… What should I do?

"Draco!" He was wavering between a fatherly and threatening tone.

"You must think Draco! She is wanted by the Dark Lord! If she is to stay with us, the baby would be the Dark Lord's and that is something very honorable to do! But if she will not, then you must push her away and never talk to her again because even you know that her one of her greatest friends is Potter.

This sucks. Big time. She'll never become a Death Eater. What should I do?

"This isn't right!" You didn't want to believe it. You wanted to keep her for yourself. And that she didn't have such an impact of the Dark Lord. But she did. And you didn't want her to be in danger. As mush as you didn't want to admit it, it was better if she was with Potter and his friends. They were strong. You were sure they would win, even if they were your biggest enemy.

"Draco? What is your choice?" Your father's voice interrupted your thoughts.

I can't let her get hurt. It's too dangerous for her to be with me.

But another thought broke into your mind. That's the exact same reason I left her last time!

This wouldn't be easy. You wished you could just leave and be normal. You didn't want to be involved with anything like the Dark Lord. You just wished to love her and to have her love you back.

I guess I know what I have to do. I'll have to do it later though, not now.

"I'll break up with her." You said, gruffily. And you turned on your heels and went back downstairs to your mother.

"Draco. Done?" She said, when she saw you coming down the steps.

"Yes, mother."

"That's a good boy. My, how much you've grown in such a long time. I am so proud of you with your grades at school. You are clearly a very powerful wizard." She put some emphasis on the last three words.

You just nodded.

"Well, before you leave. Here are some sweets that I managed to pack for you. Stay safe honey. Goodbye."

"Bye, mother. Thank you." You went into the living room at the bottom of the steps and concentrated on that little shop you had left a few minutes before.

You landed and almost fell, but you managed to stay balanced. You reached into your pocket and felt the present and sweets there. You would do it later.

"Draco! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!" Ileana came up to you and almost tackled you to the ground.

"I didn't see anything I liked, so I moved on and ended here." She seemed to swallow the truth whole without stopping to 'chew'.

Then, you saw the Weasel twins show up. You would have to talk to them about the party. But not now. Ileana was here. Too risky.

"I think we should head back. It's Sunday. We have to get up early for lessons tomorrow." Ileana announced.

You heard a groan from George and he said, "Yes, mother."