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The Moonlight Glares
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Chapter Three
Hermione laid on her stomach in her room, kicking her legs as she attempted to concentrate on the book in front of her. Instead, her sisters' words rang through her head "Yeah, it has that affect on people. For goodness' sake, it even had that effect on Draco." There was no doubt Anna had meant Draco Malfoy, she didn't think anyone else was rash enough to name their child Draco of all names, but still… if Anna was on a first-name basis with Harry's arch-nemesis, then her family was closer to the Malfoys than Elizabeth had first let on. But this would also mean she may very well have to put up with the ferret soon, without Harry and Ron to prevent him from tormenting her. And calling her mudblood. . . but then again he couldn't now, could he? Not within reason.
Concluding her thoughts, Hermione got up and placed her book on a table before walking down stairs deciding she was hungry. She walked into the kitchen humming a tune and gently waving off the house elf to proceed to the refrigerator herself (fortunately her birth mother and step father were not completely anti-muggle and found the convenience of a fridge over an icebox). She quietly sang the first few lines of Journey to the Past while getting the milk out and pouring herself a glass. With Heart don't fail me now, courage don't desert me, don't turn back now that we're here… running through her head, she put the carton back in the fridge and closed it, turning towards the table to see Draco Malfoy sitting right there, smirking. Her hand loosened on the glass of milk and it went crashing to the floor, spreading glass and milk everywhere.
"Alright there Granger?" Malfoy said, looking very smug indeed.
Hermione's mouth opened and closed several times before she could get any words out, "Y- you… what are you doing in my house?"
Draco raised an eyebrow at her, "My sister was here playing with Anna, and they owled me, saying I may want to meet Anna's sister. Fancy it being you."
"B- but. . ." Hermione stood there shocked for the moment, "Aren't you supposed to be back helping your father or. . . something?" she asked hopefully.
"Not at the moment," he got up from the table, "Plus, your library is loads nicer than ours," he turned to go, but before exiting said, "You may not want to stand in a pool of milk the rest of the day."
Hermione felt a blush rise to her cheeks as she looked down to see her socks soaked in milk. Quietly, she got a rag and wiped it up, before sitting down at the table and putting her head in her hands.
Anna and a blond-haired girl sat in the middle of the library on the floor, with several types of muggle make-up spread between them. The blond one put on some dark blue eyeshadow, contrasting deeply with her pale skin and laughed at herself in the hand-mirror she held up.
"What do you think?" she asked her friend, giggling.
Anna giggled too, "I don't think you should wear that to Hogwarts unless you're in Ravenclaw, Phe."
"Ha ha, very funny. Now Miss Lane, what do you have to model?"
Anna laughed and showed off her peach eyeshadow and overdone glitter.
"What do you think?"
Phe groaned, and threw a towel at Anna's face. "New colors, next." The girls proceeded to scrub their faces and it was during this time that Draco entered the Library from a door on the second floor.
"Draco!" Phe waved at her brother and he smirked down at the two girls. "Come down here!" Phe yelled, nearly jumping up and down. Draco slowly climbed down one of the staircases and turned to his sister.
"What have you been up to Phoenixia? Trying on muggle make up again before you start Hogwarts?" Phe scrunched her nose at her full name and simply nodded. Anna, however, looked up.
"Oh, did you meet Hermione?" Anna asked, "I swear she shares the same love of books you do, she's almost constantly reading. Not big on make-up, though," she nodded to the scattered boxes.
Draco laughed, "Yes, I've met her. You forgot to mention that it was Hermione Granger that's your sister. She was a bit shocked when she saw me."
Anna looked quizzically at the older boy, "You know her from Hogwarts, then? She never mentioned you when she was talking about her friends. . ."
Draco shook his head, "She wouldn't. We've never got along very well, what with her being in Gryffindor and me being in Slytherin. And, her being Harry Potter's best friend."
"I thought Ron Weasley was Harry Potter's best friend. . ." Phe said
"Whatever, the three of them are all equally close," Draco said, shaking his head, "They stick together like glue, the golden trio, "Chosen One", Sidekick and Brainiac."
"I thought you called them Potty, Weasel and Mudblood. . ." Phe said, to which Draco glared at her. ". . . sorry . . ." she mumbled and went back to looking through make up. Just then a door creaked in one of the upper corners of the library and the three looked up to see Hermione entering, oblivious to their presence as she searched the shelves.
Anna noticed that Draco was looking at her rather longer than was nessicary. In fact, he seemed to be following her every move, while Phe had gone back to her make-up after one quick glance. Draco watched her sister as she looked through book shelf after book shelf, occasionally picking out a book and leafing through it before placing it back, or adding it to a stack she held in one arm. Then she disappeared into another door, which Draco watched long after she was gone. Suddenly and idea crossed Anna's mind. Fleeting, but. . . possible. But first she needed to talk to her sister.
"Hey Phe, I'm going to see if we have any of that wizarding make up, you can stay here and keep looking if you want."
Phe nodded and Anna got up and slipped out of the room without either Draco or his sister noticing much. She went up the nearest staircase and took the back passage to Hermione's study. She emerged from the hidden door and saw Hermione sitting in the big old armchair, reading a book on the Triwizard Tournament.
"Hey," said Anna, causing Hermione to look up from her book, "What've you been doing today?"
"Reading" Hermione answered shortly before returning to the text.
"Did you know Draco and Phoenixia Malfoy are here? You should come say hi to them."
"Mhhmm." Hermione responded, not really paying attention.
Anna sighed, "Hermione, the Library's on fire!"
"Mhhmmm… WHAT!" Hermione shot out of her chair and ran towards the hidden door, trying to pull it open.
Anna couldn't help herself, she burst out laughing. Hermione turned around to face her sister, glaring.
"What was that for?" Hermione asked, raising her eyebrow slightly, hands on her hips.
Anna was still in giggles, "You… books… fire… ha ha… only way… get. . . attention… ha ha. . .:"
Hermione tapped her foot impatiently, and waited as her sister calmed down. Wiping the slight tears from her eyes, Anna said, "You are so gullible. I just wanted to get your attention. Draco and Phoenixia are here, I thought you may want to know."
Hermione went back over to her book, "I don't want to talk to Draco."
Anna came over to her sister and leaned on the arm of the chair, "Why?"
Hermione sighed and rubbed her eyes, placing the book down again. "There's a lot of bad blood between us. I mean, he and Harry have been arch foes since first year, so they're constantly arguing, and then the Malfoys and the Weasleys are constantly battling. And Harry and the Weasleys are my family in the Wizarding world, have been since I entered. And then there's my muggle heritage, or upbringing rather, that Malfoy constantly made fun of for five years. Then, of course, the house rivalries between Slytherin and Gryffiondor. Oh, and his father being a You-Know-Who Supporter, that never boded well seeing as Harry's like a brother to me. Plus, he always was pissed at me for getting better marks than him in every subject. . ."
Anna looked at her sister for a moment, "Wow that's a lot. . . but, did you ever get a chance to know him?"
"Well. . . no. Every time e was near us, he was insulting one of us. Not a good way to get to know someone."
Anna thought a little more on the subject, before saying, "Well, the two will be here through supper, so if you want to avoid them, I would suggest staying out of the library as that's where Draco spends most his time."
"Okay, thanks," Hermione said, turning back to her book.
A Plan was formulating in Anna's mind.
I know, it's kinda short, but it was either that or wait another week or so for an update - Now, question: Why did some people initially think Remus Lupin had a twin?