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Chapter Eleven: Past to Present
Draco lay in bed sleeping when he heard the main door close. 'mom's back' he thought and went down stairs to greet her.
She looked pretty worn, and tired, like she hadn't slept all night. "Mother" Draco went down and had to catch her before she collapsed. "Mother, are you alright?"
"I'm Fine Draco, he will be over in about a few weeks, to heal your dad."
"I figured as much, come on lets get you to bed."
"Draco."
"Yes mother?"
"What's changed in you?" she looked up at her sons face. Carefully she brought her hand up, and examined his face. "You are not the Draco I brought up, so what changed my son?"
"Nothing has changed mother, this is me." He took her hand from his face and held it. "This has always been me, its just before I was always hiding." He Smiled to reassure her. "Come one you look like you had a hard night, lets get you to bed." And he helped her up the stairs.
"Draco, don't go and change on me like your dad."
"I haven't changed, mum, I'm the same as always, just with dad not to order me around, I have no anger."
"That's all." she yawned.
"That's all." He whispered as he opened the door to her room and laid her on her bed. "Sleep well." And he left.
Once he was down stairs he sat down to have breakfast, but he was interrupted by a white snowy owl flying onto his head.
"Ack!" he swung his arms around aimlessly trying to get the bird off. Once this task was done the bird landed on the table, and Draco finally recognized it. It was Potter's Owl Hedwig.
"Got a letter for me Hedwig?" She hooted and Draoc took the piece of Parchment from her leg, then read:
Malfoy,
I know this is going to sound odd coming from me, but I want to know if Hermione is alright, we haven't heard form her in ages, and Ron's dad said there was some dark activity around that neighborhood.
I would ask Mione but I don't want my head bitten off again.
Mione won't talk with us and we are really worried, as you can probably guess by the fact I'm owling YOU to find out. Well, anyhow please respond.
Harry
Draco read the parchment twice over. No doubt about it, potter was definitely worried. "Accio Parchment! Accio Quill! Accio ink!" Soon the objects were at his disposal and he started to write.
Harry,
Yes I'm calling you by your first name. Hermione is fine, yes there was activity last night, it was centered around here, my dad couldn't go to a meeting so my mom had to go and explain why. Granger wasn't involved.
She's been, for a lack of better words, enjoying the muggleness of life. So you really don't need to worry, but I'll ask her to owl you if I see her.
By the way, have you ever asked about her home life before?
Just a thought.
Well, I guess I'll be seeing your face when school starts up again.
Draco.
He looked at the letter and was quite proud of himself. He gave the letter to Hedwig and sent her on her way home.
'now,' he thought 'Time to find Mione, we need to talk.'
And he ate his breakfast and went over to his neighbors house.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione woke up that morning in a very large daze. In fact for hours she didn't realize where she was.
When she finally realized, she remembered what had happened. "What was that?" she kept asking herself, and for being the resident know-it-all of Hogworts, not knowing something was a very big deal to her.
So she did the only really logical thing to do. Try to do what ever she had done, again. This proved to no avail, besides giving her a very large head ache.
After taking some Tylenol, Mione got dressed into Jeans and a t-shirt, then went down stairs for breakfast.
Cereal, the one thing in the world you can make while still half asleep. Mione poured her honey frosted mini wheat's into the bowl and drenched them in milk. She grabbed a spoon and started eating.
One she had finished, she felt much more awake. She grabbed a drink of OJ, and was about to drink when her door bell rang.
Mione raced to get it, so that her parents didn't wake up.
There stood the very person who shouldn't be ringing her door bell.
"Draco! Its ten what in the world are you doing here?" she whispered.
He smirked. "Your family, late sleepers?"
"YES!" she hissed.
"Come, walk with Me." and he turned on his heal.
Mione slipped on her flip flops and quickly followed him, because she didn't have much of a choice, her curiosity had got a hold of her, and she knew it would be rude to leave him.
Once they were a good twelve feet from the house Hermione decided to see what was up. "Draco?"
"You realize Mione, I still haven't told you my history?"
"Yeah I figured that you just weren't ready."
"Well I am now." He looked at her, "Lets go to the park, and we can talk there."
The park was right beside the tennis courts, tall trees, Draco lead Mione into the park and to a bench that was somewhere in the middle, and sat down.
"Well, I can remember only when I was five, the youngest that is." He started when she sat down.
"I was still to young to realize that there was more to the world I was a part of, I didn't even know muggles existed. I had always though people could do magic as a trait of the race, my dad encouraged this thought. When I was ten I had already learned about Voldemort and Muggles, though it wasn't until I was eleven that my dad started to teach me what he called pride of a wizard. I guess that's why it stuck so easily, I was just entering the world of magic, away from my home, and I trusted all advise giving to me.
"My dad inflated my ego, and I kept believing it. You three were what my father had taught me were bad examples of wizards, the worst kind with no pride. As I entered Hogworts, Snape took me aside before my first night, and told me words that, without, I would never be more then a follower of anyone. He said ' You come from a good background Malfoy, but your upbringing was only so-so.' This made no sense to me at the time, but I guess it does now, it means that I have access to things and knowledge that people from lesser families don't have, but I was brought up worse then those kids, since I took what I had for granted.
"It was about second year when I realized how much I had at my fingers, and how much I had lost by being ignorant of it. I had a friend when I was younger, but I lost him because I was selfish. It really hit me hard when I finally realized, that you three had the best upbringing. That you three understood things that I was confuse on, simply because I wasn't taught it. In third year, I was still trying to be better then you, it was hard work, I really don't know how you do it Mione, I guess books aren't my way of learning.
Fourth year, though, my dad was starting to do his drilling again, but I was smarter, I knew better. He was shocked to find that I would never join Voldemort, and he was twice as mad to know that I would never follow his deceitful foot steps." Draco laughed at this point. "Shows him doesn't it? I'll never follow, I'm better then that, I'll do what I believe in. but I was still confused on what exactly that was, so my dad made a deal with me, fifth year I was to try out his way, and if I didn't like it, I could do what I wished.
"Halfway through the year, I decided against his way of life completely. But we made a deal, and he couldn't disown me. Since then I have been watching, waiting, planning, seeing what I like." He looked up at the sky. "Then my dad hit his head, woke up a different person." He shook his head. "SO I got the chance to try out this life, and Mione, I like your way of life. I think I'll stay with it. But, not at school, I want to ease them into it, most of the people who are close to me after all, are future Death Eaters."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"Thanks Draco,"
"No prob., I told you I would, I owed you." He looked at her and smiled.
"Hermione Granger, it's been a while." The two looked over to see a boy with sand blonde hair and sapphire eyes. He looked like a scholar slash biker.
"umm who are you?" Mione asked nicely, while still looking oddly at the person.
"You don't recognize me because I've changed, but you haven't hair ball." He smirked. and Draco's jaw dropped.
"Why didn't I ever think of that one?"
"Because its immature and below your standards Draco, and you must be Rick, you're right you changed, you lost weight for once, and must have had at least one nose job." She countered.
"Knew that would get you to remember."
"Wait, Mione is he the guy that always picked on you in second till fourth year?"
"The very same," she sneered.
"Whoa! Mione, look I've changed in personality, its just that was the easiest thing I could remember. I'm really sorry about all of that, now want to ditch this loser and take a ride with me on my bike? It's by the Tennis courts."
"Not in your dreams, Rick." She Smirked "Me and Draco were just talking, mind leaving us or do I need to make you?"
"I'm staying here, babe." He smiled "Until you ride with me."
"Get your blanket. Come on Draco, this park just got too crowded for me." and they left with Draco Smirking at the Guy, but he stopped while Mione left.
"She's gotten better, trust me I used to aggravate her all the time. You had better leave her alone though, she can do worse then insult you, and not to mention what I could do." Draco patted his back and followed Mione back to her house.
"BABE? What in the hell was he thinking?!" she was flushed red from anger.
"Calm down Mione, I don't think he was all that great of a person either, but do you see me blowing up?"
"that's not your way." She shook her head.
"Neither should it be yours. It's just best not to let people like that get to you or you'll be angry all the time, and you'll soon find that you are hurting people without meaning to. Be clever and cunning, be nice to them, just to see the confused faces that have, it will not only make you laugh, but they'll stop quicker."
Mione stopped in her tracks. Draco turned back to her. "Did you just give me good advice?"
"I believe I did, so?"
"Call the daily prophet!" and she laughed and caught up with him and they walked to Mione house.
When they got there, Mione Mom and Dad had just woke up.
"oh hello Draco," Mrs. Granger Yawned, and sat down. "Where's break fast Mione?"
"Its lunch time Mom," she turned to Draco, "You best get home, thanks for the talk."
"any time." And he left, wonder weather of not they had just some how become closer then that morning. It only hit him when he got home, that he forgot to ask about the glowing.
"Ah mustn't be that big of a deal," and he forgot the entire thought.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
YEAH! He told her!
I'm out of my block! (does a little dance) you'll get the next chapter soon. Warning it's going to be short.
Well yeah you all know the routine! Review!
Also I would like to thank all of you that reviewed constantly from the beginning, you all are my motivation, and the reason why I forced my self out of this block, well thanks!
Relena
Chapter Eleven: Past to Present
Draco lay in bed sleeping when he heard the main door close. 'mom's back' he thought and went down stairs to greet her.
She looked pretty worn, and tired, like she hadn't slept all night. "Mother" Draco went down and had to catch her before she collapsed. "Mother, are you alright?"
"I'm Fine Draco, he will be over in about a few weeks, to heal your dad."
"I figured as much, come on lets get you to bed."
"Draco."
"Yes mother?"
"What's changed in you?" she looked up at her sons face. Carefully she brought her hand up, and examined his face. "You are not the Draco I brought up, so what changed my son?"
"Nothing has changed mother, this is me." He took her hand from his face and held it. "This has always been me, its just before I was always hiding." He Smiled to reassure her. "Come one you look like you had a hard night, lets get you to bed." And he helped her up the stairs.
"Draco, don't go and change on me like your dad."
"I haven't changed, mum, I'm the same as always, just with dad not to order me around, I have no anger."
"That's all." she yawned.
"That's all." He whispered as he opened the door to her room and laid her on her bed. "Sleep well." And he left.
Once he was down stairs he sat down to have breakfast, but he was interrupted by a white snowy owl flying onto his head.
"Ack!" he swung his arms around aimlessly trying to get the bird off. Once this task was done the bird landed on the table, and Draco finally recognized it. It was Potter's Owl Hedwig.
"Got a letter for me Hedwig?" She hooted and Draoc took the piece of Parchment from her leg, then read:
Malfoy,
I know this is going to sound odd coming from me, but I want to know if Hermione is alright, we haven't heard form her in ages, and Ron's dad said there was some dark activity around that neighborhood.
I would ask Mione but I don't want my head bitten off again.
Mione won't talk with us and we are really worried, as you can probably guess by the fact I'm owling YOU to find out. Well, anyhow please respond.
Harry
Draco read the parchment twice over. No doubt about it, potter was definitely worried. "Accio Parchment! Accio Quill! Accio ink!" Soon the objects were at his disposal and he started to write.
Harry,
Yes I'm calling you by your first name. Hermione is fine, yes there was activity last night, it was centered around here, my dad couldn't go to a meeting so my mom had to go and explain why. Granger wasn't involved.
She's been, for a lack of better words, enjoying the muggleness of life. So you really don't need to worry, but I'll ask her to owl you if I see her.
By the way, have you ever asked about her home life before?
Just a thought.
Well, I guess I'll be seeing your face when school starts up again.
Draco.
He looked at the letter and was quite proud of himself. He gave the letter to Hedwig and sent her on her way home.
'now,' he thought 'Time to find Mione, we need to talk.'
And he ate his breakfast and went over to his neighbors house.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione woke up that morning in a very large daze. In fact for hours she didn't realize where she was.
When she finally realized, she remembered what had happened. "What was that?" she kept asking herself, and for being the resident know-it-all of Hogworts, not knowing something was a very big deal to her.
So she did the only really logical thing to do. Try to do what ever she had done, again. This proved to no avail, besides giving her a very large head ache.
After taking some Tylenol, Mione got dressed into Jeans and a t-shirt, then went down stairs for breakfast.
Cereal, the one thing in the world you can make while still half asleep. Mione poured her honey frosted mini wheat's into the bowl and drenched them in milk. She grabbed a spoon and started eating.
One she had finished, she felt much more awake. She grabbed a drink of OJ, and was about to drink when her door bell rang.
Mione raced to get it, so that her parents didn't wake up.
There stood the very person who shouldn't be ringing her door bell.
"Draco! Its ten what in the world are you doing here?" she whispered.
He smirked. "Your family, late sleepers?"
"YES!" she hissed.
"Come, walk with Me." and he turned on his heal.
Mione slipped on her flip flops and quickly followed him, because she didn't have much of a choice, her curiosity had got a hold of her, and she knew it would be rude to leave him.
Once they were a good twelve feet from the house Hermione decided to see what was up. "Draco?"
"You realize Mione, I still haven't told you my history?"
"Yeah I figured that you just weren't ready."
"Well I am now." He looked at her, "Lets go to the park, and we can talk there."
The park was right beside the tennis courts, tall trees, Draco lead Mione into the park and to a bench that was somewhere in the middle, and sat down.
"Well, I can remember only when I was five, the youngest that is." He started when she sat down.
"I was still to young to realize that there was more to the world I was a part of, I didn't even know muggles existed. I had always though people could do magic as a trait of the race, my dad encouraged this thought. When I was ten I had already learned about Voldemort and Muggles, though it wasn't until I was eleven that my dad started to teach me what he called pride of a wizard. I guess that's why it stuck so easily, I was just entering the world of magic, away from my home, and I trusted all advise giving to me.
"My dad inflated my ego, and I kept believing it. You three were what my father had taught me were bad examples of wizards, the worst kind with no pride. As I entered Hogworts, Snape took me aside before my first night, and told me words that, without, I would never be more then a follower of anyone. He said ' You come from a good background Malfoy, but your upbringing was only so-so.' This made no sense to me at the time, but I guess it does now, it means that I have access to things and knowledge that people from lesser families don't have, but I was brought up worse then those kids, since I took what I had for granted.
"It was about second year when I realized how much I had at my fingers, and how much I had lost by being ignorant of it. I had a friend when I was younger, but I lost him because I was selfish. It really hit me hard when I finally realized, that you three had the best upbringing. That you three understood things that I was confuse on, simply because I wasn't taught it. In third year, I was still trying to be better then you, it was hard work, I really don't know how you do it Mione, I guess books aren't my way of learning.
Fourth year, though, my dad was starting to do his drilling again, but I was smarter, I knew better. He was shocked to find that I would never join Voldemort, and he was twice as mad to know that I would never follow his deceitful foot steps." Draco laughed at this point. "Shows him doesn't it? I'll never follow, I'm better then that, I'll do what I believe in. but I was still confused on what exactly that was, so my dad made a deal with me, fifth year I was to try out his way, and if I didn't like it, I could do what I wished.
"Halfway through the year, I decided against his way of life completely. But we made a deal, and he couldn't disown me. Since then I have been watching, waiting, planning, seeing what I like." He looked up at the sky. "Then my dad hit his head, woke up a different person." He shook his head. "SO I got the chance to try out this life, and Mione, I like your way of life. I think I'll stay with it. But, not at school, I want to ease them into it, most of the people who are close to me after all, are future Death Eaters."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"Thanks Draco,"
"No prob., I told you I would, I owed you." He looked at her and smiled.
"Hermione Granger, it's been a while." The two looked over to see a boy with sand blonde hair and sapphire eyes. He looked like a scholar slash biker.
"umm who are you?" Mione asked nicely, while still looking oddly at the person.
"You don't recognize me because I've changed, but you haven't hair ball." He smirked. and Draco's jaw dropped.
"Why didn't I ever think of that one?"
"Because its immature and below your standards Draco, and you must be Rick, you're right you changed, you lost weight for once, and must have had at least one nose job." She countered.
"Knew that would get you to remember."
"Wait, Mione is he the guy that always picked on you in second till fourth year?"
"The very same," she sneered.
"Whoa! Mione, look I've changed in personality, its just that was the easiest thing I could remember. I'm really sorry about all of that, now want to ditch this loser and take a ride with me on my bike? It's by the Tennis courts."
"Not in your dreams, Rick." She Smirked "Me and Draco were just talking, mind leaving us or do I need to make you?"
"I'm staying here, babe." He smiled "Until you ride with me."
"Get your blanket. Come on Draco, this park just got too crowded for me." and they left with Draco Smirking at the Guy, but he stopped while Mione left.
"She's gotten better, trust me I used to aggravate her all the time. You had better leave her alone though, she can do worse then insult you, and not to mention what I could do." Draco patted his back and followed Mione back to her house.
"BABE? What in the hell was he thinking?!" she was flushed red from anger.
"Calm down Mione, I don't think he was all that great of a person either, but do you see me blowing up?"
"that's not your way." She shook her head.
"Neither should it be yours. It's just best not to let people like that get to you or you'll be angry all the time, and you'll soon find that you are hurting people without meaning to. Be clever and cunning, be nice to them, just to see the confused faces that have, it will not only make you laugh, but they'll stop quicker."
Mione stopped in her tracks. Draco turned back to her. "Did you just give me good advice?"
"I believe I did, so?"
"Call the daily prophet!" and she laughed and caught up with him and they walked to Mione house.
When they got there, Mione Mom and Dad had just woke up.
"oh hello Draco," Mrs. Granger Yawned, and sat down. "Where's break fast Mione?"
"Its lunch time Mom," she turned to Draco, "You best get home, thanks for the talk."
"any time." And he left, wonder weather of not they had just some how become closer then that morning. It only hit him when he got home, that he forgot to ask about the glowing.
"Ah mustn't be that big of a deal," and he forgot the entire thought.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
YEAH! He told her!
I'm out of my block! (does a little dance) you'll get the next chapter soon. Warning it's going to be short.
Well yeah you all know the routine! Review!
Also I would like to thank all of you that reviewed constantly from the beginning, you all are my motivation, and the reason why I forced my self out of this block, well thanks!
Relena