Chapter 4: Confrontation
( A/N: Sorry this has taken so long, guys! I'm back in university, so it is a lot more hectic these days. I'll do my best to get chapters up as quickly as I can, when I have the time to write. Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy. Hermione and Ginny do some "exploring" and then Herm & Draco fight about it. Please R/R! Thanks! )
" Hey, Herm! Wake up! " Ginny's voice was very perky, and Loud, considering the fact that she and Hermione were in Malfoy Manor. " C'mon! You don't want to be late for breakfast, do you? "
" Uh.... Ginny, it's 7 a.m.! Normal people do not get up at such an extremely early hour as this. Go back to sleep, or at least let me... "
" Wake up! You think that a three-course breakfast is the only reason I came in here at 7 a.m.? " Ginny's voice had started to lower as she asked this, " I think I know where Ron is! "
" What? " Hermione was sitting up now, suddenly very awake. " Where? "
" Hurry up! We need to test my theory before the rest of the Manor wakes up! "
" Alright, alright.... I'm up. " Hermione threw on a thick red housecoat and a pair of fluffy white slippers and followed Ginny into the upstairs hall. The pair quietly made their way to the room between theirs and Hermione nearly bumped into Ginny when she stopped. " Here? "
" Of course here! Brilliant, isn't it? " Ginny said, waving her wand and casting a spell to unlock the door. " Quick! "
The room was decorated in various shades of red, and was not as luxurious as those next to it by any degree. Sitting at the small dressing table, with his head in his hands, was Ron. Hermione felt knots forming in the pit of her stomach as she looked at his face, which was a picture of despair. She could only imagine Ginny's horror at seeing her older brother in this kind of shape. " Ron...? "
" Hermione! Ginny! What on earth are you two doing here? " Ron's face broke into a smile, but quickly grew dark with concern, " This is no place for you two. "
" It's a long story... " Hermione came further into the room and let go of the door, which Ginny then took ahold of.
" Ginny, don't close the -- " the door slammed shut as Ginny followed Hermione, " -- door. Great, now what are we going to do. You two should not be here! What in the hell is going on? "
" Draco and I made a deal. " Hermione sat down on the bed and rested her chin in her hands, wondering how they could get out.
" D-draco? You mean Malfoy, right? You made a deal with Malfoy? " Ron stood up and faced her, his blue eyes wide with shock, " What kind of a deal? "
" Herm is gonna marry him! " Ginny shouted, pushing on the door with all of her strength.
" No way! " Ron clenched his fists and punched one against a pillow, " No use trying to get out through the door, Gin. Its magically sealed. "
" We are going to be in big trouble if we get found in here... " Ginny whispered, dropping to the floor with her back leaning against the door.
" We'll know pretty soon, Gin. They send a servant to feed me at 7:30. "
" I'm not getting caught in here. " Hermione said, standing up and beginning to walk around the room, " How does the servant get in? I doubt they use the door. "
" Good point. They use that glass vent in the ceiling and lower the food down. How the hell are we going to get up there? And even if we could, would any of us fit? "
" Gin and I could fit, but I'm not sure about you. Your shoulders are quite wide. Only one way to find out if this could possible work. " Hermione pointed her wand at the glass, " Desaprio! "
" Leave it to Herm to remember her wand! " Ginny jumped up and down slightly as the glass disappeared. " How to get through, though? "
" The crane used to lower the food. We will go up using it one at a time. "
" Uh.... " Ginny shivered at the thought of being hoisted into the air on a crane.
" Accio crane! " Hermione commanded, and the crane lowered down to the ground. Once Ginny had grabbed ahold of it, she raised her wand in the air, " Reccio crane! Hurry up and get away, Gin. I'll go in a few minutes. "
" R-right... " Ginny stammered, giving a great sigh of relief once she was on solid ground again, " Be careful, Herm! "
" Ron, do you know what happened to Harry? " Hermione asked as the crane once again lowered.
" Voldie has him. " Ron punched a fist into his open palm, " I wonder if he is still alive...? "
" Seems so, from what I've been told. It is 7:20, so I'd better get going, eh? "
" Hermione, promise me something, k? "
" What? "
" Promise me you won't marry Malfoy. "
" I can't. " Hermione grabbed ahold of the crane and took one last desperate look at Ron, " I'll get you outta this mess. Don't worry, Ron! "
" Whatever... Just be careful! "
Hermione was very happy to once again be on solid ground and made straight for her bedroom. Glancing around at its lovely furnishings, she silently congradulated herself on a mission well done. Ron was alive and healthy, and Draco would never know she had gone to see him. To ensure that this was the case, she hurried into the adjoining bathroom and took a warm shower. The heat of the water was a welcome source of relaxation against her tensed skin and as she washed, she pondered Ron's outraged response to her planning to marry Draco. She felt an unnatural shiver go through her as she wondered if he was still in love with her.
After drying off, Hermione put on a green velvet jumpsuit and a pair of black ankle-boots. Making her way to her dressing table, she put on some makeup and had just finished pulling her hair into a ponytail when Draco came through the door.
" Nice of you to knock. " Hermione gave her reflection a final look in the mirror.
" Good morning to you, too. " Draco laughed, walking over to the dressing table and standing next to her. She felt the usual tingling sensation going up and down her spine when he placed one of his arms around her waist gently. She had to admit that although 'cute couple' was only a phrase, that she and Draco could actually pull it off for real -- or would, if she didn't detest him. But she did and their was no changing that. " What do you want? "
" You. I've been saying that for the last 36 hours, haven't I? "
" Yes, and No. "
" What do you mean? "
" Yes, you have been saying that, and no, you are not Having me. If that is why you came in here, I suggest you leave. "
" You're pretty confident, considering that you're saying that to my in My house. You've got to admit that is quite unusual manmers for a guest to exibit. "
" Don't kid yourself, Drakie. If Ron was not in the situation he is in, I wouldn't be here for all of the spellbooks in Flourish & Blotts! "
" Then I'm glad he is in that situation. Otherwise, I would not have the privilage of witnessing this presentation of your astoundingly sophisticated wit. "
" Oh my gosh, you can use words that have more then two syllibles! I guess you learn something new every day. "
" Hermione, you are already in a lot of trouble as it is. I wouldn't do anything to make it worse if I were you. "
" What on earth are you talking about? " Hermione faced him, causing the arm around her waist to be able to embrace her now.
" You and Ginny visited Ron this morning, didn't you? " Draco watched her face intently for any clues that would prove his theory.
" I did, Ginny didn't. " Hermione's face remained expressionless as they stood facing eachother, each daring the other to back down.
" Ron told me that she did. " Draco ran his fingers through Hermione's hair gently, pulling it out of the ponytail she had just finished pulling it into.
" Thanks a lot, Ron... " Hermione said shaking her head in defeat, " He knows about the deal. He is very angry with me about it. "
" I'd say so, considering that he told me you came to see him! " Draco's smug grin made Hermione want to slap him, " The only thing I don't understand is... How the heck did you and Gin get out? "
" It is a long story and rather embarrassing. Please don't make me tell you, alright? Let's just say that Ron is too big to do it. "
" Through the glass window in the ceiling? " Draco's voice became angry for the first time during the conversation, then grew filled with concern, " You or Ginny could have been hurt! Why didn't you just ask me to arrange a meeting with Ron for you? "
" We ... never thought of that. " Hermione blushed, feeling very silly now about the morning 'adventure' she and Ginny had just had. Draco was, perhaps just this once, absolutely right. But she wasn't about to admit that to him, " You wouldn't have set up a meeting with Ron. We both know that. "
" You seem to think you know a lot about me! " Draco was now yelling, and Hermione found herself wishing she hadn't pushed the issue, " Well you don't know a damn thing about me, Hermione! But very soon you will.... By God you will... "
Draco stood up and began to head towards the door, not looking back. Hermione felt a terrible sense of dread beginning to form in her stomach. " Draco, where are you going? "
" To have a chat with Miss Weasley. " Draco's tone agrivated Hermione, and she began to move towards him with her wand ready if she needed it.
" Don't move. " she said, walking towards him in a state of dead calm, " You're not going to do any such thing, Draco Malfoy. Ron is her older brother, and the fact that you have him is stress enough on Ginny. "
" You do realize, Hermione, that I can have 25 guards in here within 30 seconds. "
" They will do you very little good if your dead. " Hermione was now pressing her wand against Draco's chest, her brown eyes staring into his grey ones without a speck of doubt.
" You can't do a thing to me, Hermione. That's not a real wand. "
" But I was using it this morning! " Hermione prostested, " IT worked perfectly fine! How can this be possible? "
" The wand you are holding is a domestic wand. It cannot be used for combat purposes. "
" What?! " Hermione shook her head, unable to believe that she had been niave enough to leave her wand unwatched within Malfoy Manor in the first place, " I should've known better then to leave my wand lying around, I guess. "
" Don't worry, it isn't anything serious. I have your wand right here. " Draco's voice was suddenly very reassuring as he held out her own wand, which was a lighter shade of oak and a bit shorter then the wand she currently held in her hand, " C'mon, take it. If you want me dead I guess there's no reason putting it off. "
" I wouldn't have done anything... I can't believe you thought... " Hermione felt sick. As an auror, she had been taught the unforgivable curses, but she had hated the lessons and had vowed never to use them, no matter what. Draco could be a pain, but he did not deserve to die. She felt Draco placing her wand into her hand and taking the domestic wand out of it, but it seemed that she was in a different world.
" C'mon, Hermione. I don't have all day, you know. " Hermione could not believe that he was serious. He was prepared to stand there and take the curse that she had, as an idle threat, threatened him with.
" No. " Hermione turned away from him, feeling tears forming at the corners of her eyes. He was being really mean in her opinion, and the fact that he was going to bug Ginny was weighing on her nerves.
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Draco looked at Hermione and felt his anger beginning to fade. It was obvious that she was upset, and that his attitude right now wasn't helping. He only wished he knew what was wrong. Was she still mad about his threat to go and talk to Ginny? He hoped not, because he hadn't meant it. He knew just as well as Hermione did that Ron being held in Malfoy Manor was upsetting to her. He would much rather let her think that the little visit had gone unnoticed. " Are you alright, Hermione? "
" I.... " her voice cracked before she could say anything else. Was she going to cry? Draco felt as though someone had punched him in the stomach. Slowly walking towards her, Draco pulled her against him so that he back was pressed smoothly against his chest. She was shaking from head to foot. Whatever was scaring her, it had done quite a good job.
" I know that this has all been very hard on you, Hermione. Whatever it is that has scared you this badly, I can only deal with it if you talk to me. " Draco gently guided Hermione over to the bed and sat down with her still resting her head against him. " I'm not your enemy. We are getting married, Hermione. You've got to start trusting me! "
" You're holding one of my best friends hostage, and are in league with the most evil wizard ever born. I am an auror, a defender of all that is good. You actually think that I have one drop of trust that you deserve? "
" Hermione, we've been through this! " Draco punched the bed in frustration, " Voldemort has basically won. He has Harry and I have you and Weasel -- "
" His name is Ron! "
" Whatever, Hermione. The point is, that you are going to be on the winning side. I'm not exactly a monster, and your not exactly uninterested in what I've offered you. Don't lie to me. "
" Keep dreaming, Draco. No matter what you do, your still the same slimy little creep I went to school with. It would take a lot more then five years to change you. "
" Then why are you still sitting her with your head lying against my chest? Admit it, Hermione, you like this. You feel comfortable, protected .... loved .... at least that is what I hope. " Draco felt relieved when he looked down at Hermione and saw that she was much more relaxed and had her eyes closed, " Are you hungry? We should get some breakfast soon. "
" Mmm.... That sounds good... " Hermione still wasn't moving but Draco didn't mind. He felt like he could stay like this forever and not have a single complaint.
" Well, as much as I hate having to rush things, we need to go and eat soon. Lord Voldemort is coming today -- to meet you. "
Draco felt Hermione shiver and watched in disappointment as she jumped off the bed and away from him as if he had the plague. " I think you'd better hold onto my wand until that is over. Ron's life may be on the line, but I don't trust myself not to target the Dark Lord with a spell. "
Draco took the wand from her, shaking his head in disbelief. Hermione was one of the most briliant students to have ever graced Hogwarts, and the Dark Lord would not want he to be wandless when he arrived. Still, he would just have to deal with it, because Hermione's life wss not being put at risk for anyone, as far as Draco was concerned.
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End Notes:
1) Thanks go to the following people for their reviews: dakarigirl, Draco's Silver tabby cat girl, Jenna Malfoy, penut butter cup, Lady Guinevere of Northqalis, HOLSTEIN/GIRL/2008, Free-Spirit-Angel, The Charmed One.
2) Voldemort is coming to Malfoy Manor! Will he try to do anything to Hermione and Ginny? Will he reveal anything about Harry's fate? Does he really have Draco's loyalty? For the answers to these questions and many more, keep your eyes open for the next chapter of Dealing with Draco. For now, please REVIEW!! Thanks!!
( A/N: Sorry this has taken so long, guys! I'm back in university, so it is a lot more hectic these days. I'll do my best to get chapters up as quickly as I can, when I have the time to write. Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy. Hermione and Ginny do some "exploring" and then Herm & Draco fight about it. Please R/R! Thanks! )
" Hey, Herm! Wake up! " Ginny's voice was very perky, and Loud, considering the fact that she and Hermione were in Malfoy Manor. " C'mon! You don't want to be late for breakfast, do you? "
" Uh.... Ginny, it's 7 a.m.! Normal people do not get up at such an extremely early hour as this. Go back to sleep, or at least let me... "
" Wake up! You think that a three-course breakfast is the only reason I came in here at 7 a.m.? " Ginny's voice had started to lower as she asked this, " I think I know where Ron is! "
" What? " Hermione was sitting up now, suddenly very awake. " Where? "
" Hurry up! We need to test my theory before the rest of the Manor wakes up! "
" Alright, alright.... I'm up. " Hermione threw on a thick red housecoat and a pair of fluffy white slippers and followed Ginny into the upstairs hall. The pair quietly made their way to the room between theirs and Hermione nearly bumped into Ginny when she stopped. " Here? "
" Of course here! Brilliant, isn't it? " Ginny said, waving her wand and casting a spell to unlock the door. " Quick! "
The room was decorated in various shades of red, and was not as luxurious as those next to it by any degree. Sitting at the small dressing table, with his head in his hands, was Ron. Hermione felt knots forming in the pit of her stomach as she looked at his face, which was a picture of despair. She could only imagine Ginny's horror at seeing her older brother in this kind of shape. " Ron...? "
" Hermione! Ginny! What on earth are you two doing here? " Ron's face broke into a smile, but quickly grew dark with concern, " This is no place for you two. "
" It's a long story... " Hermione came further into the room and let go of the door, which Ginny then took ahold of.
" Ginny, don't close the -- " the door slammed shut as Ginny followed Hermione, " -- door. Great, now what are we going to do. You two should not be here! What in the hell is going on? "
" Draco and I made a deal. " Hermione sat down on the bed and rested her chin in her hands, wondering how they could get out.
" D-draco? You mean Malfoy, right? You made a deal with Malfoy? " Ron stood up and faced her, his blue eyes wide with shock, " What kind of a deal? "
" Herm is gonna marry him! " Ginny shouted, pushing on the door with all of her strength.
" No way! " Ron clenched his fists and punched one against a pillow, " No use trying to get out through the door, Gin. Its magically sealed. "
" We are going to be in big trouble if we get found in here... " Ginny whispered, dropping to the floor with her back leaning against the door.
" We'll know pretty soon, Gin. They send a servant to feed me at 7:30. "
" I'm not getting caught in here. " Hermione said, standing up and beginning to walk around the room, " How does the servant get in? I doubt they use the door. "
" Good point. They use that glass vent in the ceiling and lower the food down. How the hell are we going to get up there? And even if we could, would any of us fit? "
" Gin and I could fit, but I'm not sure about you. Your shoulders are quite wide. Only one way to find out if this could possible work. " Hermione pointed her wand at the glass, " Desaprio! "
" Leave it to Herm to remember her wand! " Ginny jumped up and down slightly as the glass disappeared. " How to get through, though? "
" The crane used to lower the food. We will go up using it one at a time. "
" Uh.... " Ginny shivered at the thought of being hoisted into the air on a crane.
" Accio crane! " Hermione commanded, and the crane lowered down to the ground. Once Ginny had grabbed ahold of it, she raised her wand in the air, " Reccio crane! Hurry up and get away, Gin. I'll go in a few minutes. "
" R-right... " Ginny stammered, giving a great sigh of relief once she was on solid ground again, " Be careful, Herm! "
" Ron, do you know what happened to Harry? " Hermione asked as the crane once again lowered.
" Voldie has him. " Ron punched a fist into his open palm, " I wonder if he is still alive...? "
" Seems so, from what I've been told. It is 7:20, so I'd better get going, eh? "
" Hermione, promise me something, k? "
" What? "
" Promise me you won't marry Malfoy. "
" I can't. " Hermione grabbed ahold of the crane and took one last desperate look at Ron, " I'll get you outta this mess. Don't worry, Ron! "
" Whatever... Just be careful! "
Hermione was very happy to once again be on solid ground and made straight for her bedroom. Glancing around at its lovely furnishings, she silently congradulated herself on a mission well done. Ron was alive and healthy, and Draco would never know she had gone to see him. To ensure that this was the case, she hurried into the adjoining bathroom and took a warm shower. The heat of the water was a welcome source of relaxation against her tensed skin and as she washed, she pondered Ron's outraged response to her planning to marry Draco. She felt an unnatural shiver go through her as she wondered if he was still in love with her.
After drying off, Hermione put on a green velvet jumpsuit and a pair of black ankle-boots. Making her way to her dressing table, she put on some makeup and had just finished pulling her hair into a ponytail when Draco came through the door.
" Nice of you to knock. " Hermione gave her reflection a final look in the mirror.
" Good morning to you, too. " Draco laughed, walking over to the dressing table and standing next to her. She felt the usual tingling sensation going up and down her spine when he placed one of his arms around her waist gently. She had to admit that although 'cute couple' was only a phrase, that she and Draco could actually pull it off for real -- or would, if she didn't detest him. But she did and their was no changing that. " What do you want? "
" You. I've been saying that for the last 36 hours, haven't I? "
" Yes, and No. "
" What do you mean? "
" Yes, you have been saying that, and no, you are not Having me. If that is why you came in here, I suggest you leave. "
" You're pretty confident, considering that you're saying that to my in My house. You've got to admit that is quite unusual manmers for a guest to exibit. "
" Don't kid yourself, Drakie. If Ron was not in the situation he is in, I wouldn't be here for all of the spellbooks in Flourish & Blotts! "
" Then I'm glad he is in that situation. Otherwise, I would not have the privilage of witnessing this presentation of your astoundingly sophisticated wit. "
" Oh my gosh, you can use words that have more then two syllibles! I guess you learn something new every day. "
" Hermione, you are already in a lot of trouble as it is. I wouldn't do anything to make it worse if I were you. "
" What on earth are you talking about? " Hermione faced him, causing the arm around her waist to be able to embrace her now.
" You and Ginny visited Ron this morning, didn't you? " Draco watched her face intently for any clues that would prove his theory.
" I did, Ginny didn't. " Hermione's face remained expressionless as they stood facing eachother, each daring the other to back down.
" Ron told me that she did. " Draco ran his fingers through Hermione's hair gently, pulling it out of the ponytail she had just finished pulling it into.
" Thanks a lot, Ron... " Hermione said shaking her head in defeat, " He knows about the deal. He is very angry with me about it. "
" I'd say so, considering that he told me you came to see him! " Draco's smug grin made Hermione want to slap him, " The only thing I don't understand is... How the heck did you and Gin get out? "
" It is a long story and rather embarrassing. Please don't make me tell you, alright? Let's just say that Ron is too big to do it. "
" Through the glass window in the ceiling? " Draco's voice became angry for the first time during the conversation, then grew filled with concern, " You or Ginny could have been hurt! Why didn't you just ask me to arrange a meeting with Ron for you? "
" We ... never thought of that. " Hermione blushed, feeling very silly now about the morning 'adventure' she and Ginny had just had. Draco was, perhaps just this once, absolutely right. But she wasn't about to admit that to him, " You wouldn't have set up a meeting with Ron. We both know that. "
" You seem to think you know a lot about me! " Draco was now yelling, and Hermione found herself wishing she hadn't pushed the issue, " Well you don't know a damn thing about me, Hermione! But very soon you will.... By God you will... "
Draco stood up and began to head towards the door, not looking back. Hermione felt a terrible sense of dread beginning to form in her stomach. " Draco, where are you going? "
" To have a chat with Miss Weasley. " Draco's tone agrivated Hermione, and she began to move towards him with her wand ready if she needed it.
" Don't move. " she said, walking towards him in a state of dead calm, " You're not going to do any such thing, Draco Malfoy. Ron is her older brother, and the fact that you have him is stress enough on Ginny. "
" You do realize, Hermione, that I can have 25 guards in here within 30 seconds. "
" They will do you very little good if your dead. " Hermione was now pressing her wand against Draco's chest, her brown eyes staring into his grey ones without a speck of doubt.
" You can't do a thing to me, Hermione. That's not a real wand. "
" But I was using it this morning! " Hermione prostested, " IT worked perfectly fine! How can this be possible? "
" The wand you are holding is a domestic wand. It cannot be used for combat purposes. "
" What?! " Hermione shook her head, unable to believe that she had been niave enough to leave her wand unwatched within Malfoy Manor in the first place, " I should've known better then to leave my wand lying around, I guess. "
" Don't worry, it isn't anything serious. I have your wand right here. " Draco's voice was suddenly very reassuring as he held out her own wand, which was a lighter shade of oak and a bit shorter then the wand she currently held in her hand, " C'mon, take it. If you want me dead I guess there's no reason putting it off. "
" I wouldn't have done anything... I can't believe you thought... " Hermione felt sick. As an auror, she had been taught the unforgivable curses, but she had hated the lessons and had vowed never to use them, no matter what. Draco could be a pain, but he did not deserve to die. She felt Draco placing her wand into her hand and taking the domestic wand out of it, but it seemed that she was in a different world.
" C'mon, Hermione. I don't have all day, you know. " Hermione could not believe that he was serious. He was prepared to stand there and take the curse that she had, as an idle threat, threatened him with.
" No. " Hermione turned away from him, feeling tears forming at the corners of her eyes. He was being really mean in her opinion, and the fact that he was going to bug Ginny was weighing on her nerves.
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Draco looked at Hermione and felt his anger beginning to fade. It was obvious that she was upset, and that his attitude right now wasn't helping. He only wished he knew what was wrong. Was she still mad about his threat to go and talk to Ginny? He hoped not, because he hadn't meant it. He knew just as well as Hermione did that Ron being held in Malfoy Manor was upsetting to her. He would much rather let her think that the little visit had gone unnoticed. " Are you alright, Hermione? "
" I.... " her voice cracked before she could say anything else. Was she going to cry? Draco felt as though someone had punched him in the stomach. Slowly walking towards her, Draco pulled her against him so that he back was pressed smoothly against his chest. She was shaking from head to foot. Whatever was scaring her, it had done quite a good job.
" I know that this has all been very hard on you, Hermione. Whatever it is that has scared you this badly, I can only deal with it if you talk to me. " Draco gently guided Hermione over to the bed and sat down with her still resting her head against him. " I'm not your enemy. We are getting married, Hermione. You've got to start trusting me! "
" You're holding one of my best friends hostage, and are in league with the most evil wizard ever born. I am an auror, a defender of all that is good. You actually think that I have one drop of trust that you deserve? "
" Hermione, we've been through this! " Draco punched the bed in frustration, " Voldemort has basically won. He has Harry and I have you and Weasel -- "
" His name is Ron! "
" Whatever, Hermione. The point is, that you are going to be on the winning side. I'm not exactly a monster, and your not exactly uninterested in what I've offered you. Don't lie to me. "
" Keep dreaming, Draco. No matter what you do, your still the same slimy little creep I went to school with. It would take a lot more then five years to change you. "
" Then why are you still sitting her with your head lying against my chest? Admit it, Hermione, you like this. You feel comfortable, protected .... loved .... at least that is what I hope. " Draco felt relieved when he looked down at Hermione and saw that she was much more relaxed and had her eyes closed, " Are you hungry? We should get some breakfast soon. "
" Mmm.... That sounds good... " Hermione still wasn't moving but Draco didn't mind. He felt like he could stay like this forever and not have a single complaint.
" Well, as much as I hate having to rush things, we need to go and eat soon. Lord Voldemort is coming today -- to meet you. "
Draco felt Hermione shiver and watched in disappointment as she jumped off the bed and away from him as if he had the plague. " I think you'd better hold onto my wand until that is over. Ron's life may be on the line, but I don't trust myself not to target the Dark Lord with a spell. "
Draco took the wand from her, shaking his head in disbelief. Hermione was one of the most briliant students to have ever graced Hogwarts, and the Dark Lord would not want he to be wandless when he arrived. Still, he would just have to deal with it, because Hermione's life wss not being put at risk for anyone, as far as Draco was concerned.
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End Notes:
1) Thanks go to the following people for their reviews: dakarigirl, Draco's Silver tabby cat girl, Jenna Malfoy, penut butter cup, Lady Guinevere of Northqalis, HOLSTEIN/GIRL/2008, Free-Spirit-Angel, The Charmed One.
2) Voldemort is coming to Malfoy Manor! Will he try to do anything to Hermione and Ginny? Will he reveal anything about Harry's fate? Does he really have Draco's loyalty? For the answers to these questions and many more, keep your eyes open for the next chapter of Dealing with Draco. For now, please REVIEW!! Thanks!!
