Disclaimer: Hah - I wish! Well actually, I wish more than anything that I
was a student at Hogwarts - then I'd be able to meet our favorite Slytherin
bad boy as well as Cedric Diggory (sob! sob!), Oliver Wood, Roger Davies,
and Viktor Krum! Sigh - that'd be the day, that'd be the day.
A/N: Okay, much thanks goes to:
Lindsay (a.k.a Sunshine - for being the best and most faithful reviewer I could ask for! I'm so glad that we've kept in touch!)
Chica Bonita (my faithful reviewer who has been with me from the start)
EmiV (for her incredibly sweet comments and comforting words of wisdom)
DreamGuide (for the wonderful encouragement)
poopookachoo (for loving my fic)
AmiAmiNSuSu (for loving my fic as well)
Jessy (for always being there for me, through thick and thin - whether it was about Harry Potter, fan fics, or anything at all)
Draco's One and Only (for being a very faithful reviewer)
Sophie Babe (for reminding me that Draco and Hermione were sweet when I was starting to lose faith in the couple)
Lady-Nimoe (for a all her wonderful reviews)
Kathie (for the encouragement and emotions)
Just Call Me Banana (for calling my fic brilliant!)
harrypotter-chik (for reminding me that many people were waiting for my updates, LOL)
animegirl-mika (for the wonderful wonderful reviews!)
dobbie-luvs-sweeties (for suggesting the option to leave it as is or continue)
Mistress Desdemona (for the vote of confidence)
But I would like to ESPECIALLY thank Slytherin Girl. Slytherin Girl - you've given me so much to look up to! Your writing has helped me come undone from my writer's block and realize I had more in me! I'm a HUGE fan of your writing (no doubt! I love all four of your fics!), and I'm ever so happy that you are pleased with both of mine. Thank you for having faith in me with both of my fics - Snape/Hermione and Draco/Hermione. Thank you for having faith in my writing, but most of all - thank you for having faith in me!
And yes, I am going to continue with my fic before someone has the need to punch me.
Unexpected Outcomes
After their breakfast with Dobby, Draco and Hermione vowed not to tell anyone of their relationship. They were the only ones who knew, aside from Dobby, but Hermione assured Draco that it would take a heavy dose of Veritaserum before the house-elf would speak a single word.
They also decided to go on as if nothing was happening. Instead of being nasty to each other in public, they decided to act somewhat decent for the sake of being Head Girl and Boy. Hermione had made Draco promise that any 'Snogfests' (as he liked to call them) were to take place only in their common room, and in their common room only. Any other 'activities' of the sort would reside to the same rules.
A week had passed since their escapade, and for the first time, Draco had though of his mother. He realized that they hadn't corresponded much since Lucius' death. Draco sat in his bedroom pondering these thoughts.
"Draco, I'm going in the shower!" Hermione called through the closed door.
"All right, then!" he replied.
He immediately decided to owl his mother, but debated whether or not to tell her about Hermione. He knew she wouldn't mind dating a girl of Muggle parentage. After a few minutes of internal struggle, he made his decision and quickly scribbled a letter. He rolled it up and turned to the owl cage on his desk.
He gingerly opened the cage door and watched the Eagle owl flutter about before finally settling down to wait for the letter to be tied to its feet. As soon as Draco tied the bow, the owl hooted excitedly. "Send this to mother," he told it. The owl nipped at his finger and finally flew out the window.
The next night, Draco and Hermione were comfortably seated on the couch in the common room. Hermione sat on the right end pouring over the library's latest arrival. Draco was lying on the couch with his head in Hermione's lap and a copy of his Herbology textbook in his hands.
He peered up at her in between her book. "Is it that good?" he mused.
She smiled. "Alchemy fascinates me. It's just so - so, so - "
"Mind boggling?" he supplied. A tap at the window interrupted them. Hermione stood, forcing Draco's head upwards, and stalked over to the window.
Draco paled as he saw his mother's owl fly in with a red envelope.
Hermione shot him a consoling look and wasted no time in casting a silencing charm over the room. She hurried back to the couch and grabbed Draco's hand as he tore it open. Suddenly, a shrill voice Hermione couldn't quite recognize filled the room.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! I AM ASHAMED! SO ASHAMED! SO ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD! YOU WAITED THIS LONG TO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR GIRLFRIEND BECAUSEE YOU WERE AFRAID OF WHAT I WOULD THINK ABOUT HER PARENTS BEING MUGGLES? HER FAMILY COULD BE GIANTS FOR ALL I CARE! HONESTLY, DRACO! MY ONLY BABY IS FINALLY DATING A SENSIBLE GIRL, AND IN LOVE, NO LESS! SHE'S HEAD GIRL, YOU LIVE WITH HER, AND YOU FORGET TO TELL YOUR OWN MOTHER? IF I DO NOT SEE HER AT LEAST ONCE THIS SUMMER, JUST YOU WAIT TO SEE WHAT I DO TO YOU! THE POOR GIRL WILL HAVE TO DIG YOU FROM YOUR GRAVE!"
Draco was thoroughly shocked, and half-expected Hermione to either cry or launch into a long lecture. He turned to her, finding her doing neither, but rather in a severe case of hysterics.
"Your - Mum! - So - sweet! - So - funny!" she managed to gasp out.
He grinned sheepishly. "I knew she wouldn't mind, but I certainly wasn't expecting that," he admitted.
Hermione finally stopped. "I would absolutely love to meet her."
Draco smiled and kissed her lightly. "I love you."
"Do you?" she teased.
He flicked her nose. "You'd bloody well believe it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
That Sunday, a Hogsmeade visit was to take place. "I can't wait to get to Zonko's and see Fred and George!" Ron told them excitedly over lunch.
Harry, who had noticed Hermione's participation, or lack thereof, furrowed his eyebrows. " 'Mione, you are coming, aren't you?" he asked skeptically.
She heaved a big sigh. "I'm sorry, boys, but McGonagall has got me quite busy with many Head Girl tasks," she fibbed remembering her promise to stay back with Draco.
"This can't be good for you," Ron clucked disapprovingly.
Hermione threw Ron a Look. "Honestly, Ron, as much as I'd love to go, please do understand!"
"At this rate, you won't see the sun until you're thirty!"
"Ron!" Harry hissed. He turned to Hermione. "We understand, don't we Ron?"
"Yes," he said through gritted teeth.
"We'll bring you back loads of sweets," Harry promised her.
She smiled. "Thank you, you guys are the best!" She leaned over to give Harry a hug, and grabbed Ron's head on the way.
"We love you too, 'Mione," Harry said.
"Absolutely," Ron agreed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Darling, you think it wise to expose Draco to me? To us?" the man seated in the black armchair asked.
"I'm sure of it," Narcissa Malfoy said firmly. "I've asked him to bring his girlfriend as well."
The man raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Oh? And who might that be?"
She smiled playfully. "I was sworn not to say a word, but you'll find out soon enough."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Wake up, love!" she heard a voice over her head say. Hermione's eyes fluttered open to see Draco.
"It's Sunday and everyone has already left for Hogsmeade," he told her as she sat up in her bed.
"I've slept in that late?" she wondered aloud.
He smirked. "You wouldn't believe how long I've been calling you. Hurry up and get dressed. You can't meet her like that," he added pointing to her satin pajamas and matching tank top.
"Who are we meeting and why?"
"You'll see!" he exclaimed and left her to change. She wondered whom they were meeting, and decided to choose her outfit carefully. After a minute or so of arguing with herself, she settled on a short black skirt with a stretchy, periwinkle, three quarter sleeved v-neck shirt and a black spaghetti strap top showing underneath, and pulled on a pair of black flip flops. She quickly cast a make up spell, leaving her face with clear lip- gloss and matching periwinkle eye shadow. Hermione charmed her hair to have traces of silver sparkles, gave her hair a quick brush, and hurried out to meet Draco in the common room.
He stood up as soon a he saw her, and managed to suppress the word, "Wow."
"Draco! Will you stop ogling at me and tell me who we're meeting, where, and why?" she exclaimed impatiently.
He chuckled appreciatively. "Well, to cut the long story short, I insisted that Dumbledore connect our fireplace to the Floo Network incase of any, well - business that needed to be attended to straight away." He stopped to study the expression on her face, but went on when he saw her urge him to continue. "And so, we are going to go take a visit to someone who wants to see you very much."
Her face became relaxed, but as soon as Draco said, "Incendio!" and threw in the Floo Powder, did she realize exactly where their destination was. "Malfoy Manor!" she declared as she stepped into the fire.
Draco smiled and watched as she disappeared. "Malfoy Manor!" he shouted, and with a swirl of purple and green, he was off.
Hermione stepped out of a grand fireplace and studied her surroundings. She let out a low whistle realizing exactly how rich Draco's family really was. She heard a 'thud' and reached her hand back into the fireplace offering it to Draco. "Thank you," he said. He held onto her hand and led her through the enormous set of double doors and into a long corridor. "Mother, we're here!"
"Oh, wonderful!" Hermione heard someone, presumably his mother, squeal.
The woman quickly rushed out from one of the doors and hurried to greet the guests. Hermione watched as Narcissa ran with open arms to her son. Hermione was very stunned when the woman grabbed her instead of Draco first. "Oh, it's so wonderful to meet you at last!" Narcissa told her. She stepped back and studied Hermione. "My son certainly has an eye. Not only are you intelligent, but extremely beautiful as well!"
Hermione blushed, and said, "I'm very happy to meet you as well, Mrs. Malfoy."
She scowled as she hugged Draco. "Please, dear, do call me Narcissa. Draco, there's someone I want you to meet."
He gave Hermione a bewildered look, but reluctantly followed his mother into a sitting room. Draco stepped in and saw a man seated in a chair facing the fireplace. The man stood up, turned around, and walked his way over. "Ah, Draco-" he began, but stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw the girl that was with him.
"Miss Granger?" he cried incredulously.
"PROFESSOR SNAPE?" Hermione and Draco yelled simultaneously.
"I had no idea you were dating a Gryffindor, Draco," he sneered.
"And I had no idea you were dating my MOTHER!" Draco retorted.
Narcissa cleared her throat. "Now Draco," she began in a warning tone, "Severus and I are very happy."
Snape smirked.
Draco ignored him. "Mother, honestly, I'm quite happy with the arrangement. I trust that Professor will make a most promising, er - partner. I hope that you two are happy just as Hermione and I are." Hermione was surprised at Draco's declaration, but was not impressed when he scowled when Narcissa gave Snape a loving look.
"Oh, I'm glad!" She turned to Hermione. "Hermione, dear, you're always welcome in this house. I trust Draco told you that we expect you AT LEAST once over the summer?"
"I'll make sure of it," she promised.
Narcissa smiled. "Wonderful! Now, let us head down for brunch." They all began slowly walking out of the drawing room and out to the corridor. They were strolling along for about three minutes, when Narcissa sharply turned into a large room with an enormous cherry wood table in the center. Hermione gazed around studying all the expensive decorations.
Draco smiled at her. "Come, have a seat," he told her, politely pulling out a chair next to his own seat.
She smiled and graciously took his offer. Narcissa sat across from Draco, and Snape across from Hermione. The mother and her son soon engaged themselves in a conversation about old relatives, and Hermione found herself gazing around at the room once again, this time out of boredom, rather than curiosity.
"They are exquisite, are they not?"
Hermione whirled around in her seat and faced Snape. She managed a half- smile. "They are."
"I suppose this comes as a shock to you, as it does to myself," he said earnestly. She noticed how he seemed like such a nice and polite man with his usual sneer and wretched scowl.
"Professor, please don't-"
He held up a hand to silence her. "I do not have any plans of telling anyone about your relationship with Mister Malfoy, and I hope that you feel the same way about my relationship."
She nodded, and soon the house elves wandered in, carrying dishes and dishes of food. They served anything from lavish fruit bowls to smoked meats. Out of politeness, Hermione tried a bit of almost everything, before feeling that she was about to throw up.
"That's alright, darling, you don't need to go on a purging cycle," Draco whispered in her ear.
She smiled thankfully, and sipped at her goblet of pumpkin juice.
"So!" Narcissa said clapping her hands together. "How long have you two been together?"
Draco glanced at Hermione, who said, "I think about a few weeks."
Narcissa nodded and said, "You two make a most lovely couple!"
Hermione thanked her with a smile, and Draco nodded.
Forty-five minutes and five glasses of wine later, Draco stood up. "I think we should be leaving now."
Narcissa waved her hand dismissively. "Nonsense! Nobody is in school!"
Draco shook his head and answered, "We have some Head duties to be accomplish."
"Of course," his mother said with a knowing smile. She stood up as well, causing Hermione and Snape to follow her example.
"Thank you for having me, Narcissa," Hermione told her as they made their way back to the fireplace they came through.
"Oh it was my pleasure, dear! Do come again! Now that your fireplace has been connected, drop in at any time! I can't say I'll be doing the same, though," she added with a giggle.
Draco shook his head, and kissed his mother on the cheek. "Thank you, Mum. Brunch was nice, and I'm glad you've settled for Snape and gotten over the bastard who was my father."
"She's a lovely girl, Draco," she whispered in his ear, "don't you dare let her go."
He nodded solemnly and shook Professor Snape's hand. "Professor," he acknowledged.
"I expect you in class and on time tomorrow morning, Mister Malfoy," he replied.
Hermione stifled a giggle and was relieved when Draco threw in the Floo Powder into the blazing fire. "Head quarters!" she called out, and disappeared into the flames.
A/N: Hahahahaha! His Mum is dating SNAPE! LOL! I always manage to pull that greasy git into my fics - hope you liked it! Let me know what you think!
A/N: Okay, much thanks goes to:
Lindsay (a.k.a Sunshine - for being the best and most faithful reviewer I could ask for! I'm so glad that we've kept in touch!)
Chica Bonita (my faithful reviewer who has been with me from the start)
EmiV (for her incredibly sweet comments and comforting words of wisdom)
DreamGuide (for the wonderful encouragement)
poopookachoo (for loving my fic)
AmiAmiNSuSu (for loving my fic as well)
Jessy (for always being there for me, through thick and thin - whether it was about Harry Potter, fan fics, or anything at all)
Draco's One and Only (for being a very faithful reviewer)
Sophie Babe (for reminding me that Draco and Hermione were sweet when I was starting to lose faith in the couple)
Lady-Nimoe (for a all her wonderful reviews)
Kathie (for the encouragement and emotions)
Just Call Me Banana (for calling my fic brilliant!)
harrypotter-chik (for reminding me that many people were waiting for my updates, LOL)
animegirl-mika (for the wonderful wonderful reviews!)
dobbie-luvs-sweeties (for suggesting the option to leave it as is or continue)
Mistress Desdemona (for the vote of confidence)
But I would like to ESPECIALLY thank Slytherin Girl. Slytherin Girl - you've given me so much to look up to! Your writing has helped me come undone from my writer's block and realize I had more in me! I'm a HUGE fan of your writing (no doubt! I love all four of your fics!), and I'm ever so happy that you are pleased with both of mine. Thank you for having faith in me with both of my fics - Snape/Hermione and Draco/Hermione. Thank you for having faith in my writing, but most of all - thank you for having faith in me!
And yes, I am going to continue with my fic before someone has the need to punch me.
Unexpected Outcomes
After their breakfast with Dobby, Draco and Hermione vowed not to tell anyone of their relationship. They were the only ones who knew, aside from Dobby, but Hermione assured Draco that it would take a heavy dose of Veritaserum before the house-elf would speak a single word.
They also decided to go on as if nothing was happening. Instead of being nasty to each other in public, they decided to act somewhat decent for the sake of being Head Girl and Boy. Hermione had made Draco promise that any 'Snogfests' (as he liked to call them) were to take place only in their common room, and in their common room only. Any other 'activities' of the sort would reside to the same rules.
A week had passed since their escapade, and for the first time, Draco had though of his mother. He realized that they hadn't corresponded much since Lucius' death. Draco sat in his bedroom pondering these thoughts.
"Draco, I'm going in the shower!" Hermione called through the closed door.
"All right, then!" he replied.
He immediately decided to owl his mother, but debated whether or not to tell her about Hermione. He knew she wouldn't mind dating a girl of Muggle parentage. After a few minutes of internal struggle, he made his decision and quickly scribbled a letter. He rolled it up and turned to the owl cage on his desk.
He gingerly opened the cage door and watched the Eagle owl flutter about before finally settling down to wait for the letter to be tied to its feet. As soon as Draco tied the bow, the owl hooted excitedly. "Send this to mother," he told it. The owl nipped at his finger and finally flew out the window.
The next night, Draco and Hermione were comfortably seated on the couch in the common room. Hermione sat on the right end pouring over the library's latest arrival. Draco was lying on the couch with his head in Hermione's lap and a copy of his Herbology textbook in his hands.
He peered up at her in between her book. "Is it that good?" he mused.
She smiled. "Alchemy fascinates me. It's just so - so, so - "
"Mind boggling?" he supplied. A tap at the window interrupted them. Hermione stood, forcing Draco's head upwards, and stalked over to the window.
Draco paled as he saw his mother's owl fly in with a red envelope.
Hermione shot him a consoling look and wasted no time in casting a silencing charm over the room. She hurried back to the couch and grabbed Draco's hand as he tore it open. Suddenly, a shrill voice Hermione couldn't quite recognize filled the room.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! I AM ASHAMED! SO ASHAMED! SO ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD! YOU WAITED THIS LONG TO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR GIRLFRIEND BECAUSEE YOU WERE AFRAID OF WHAT I WOULD THINK ABOUT HER PARENTS BEING MUGGLES? HER FAMILY COULD BE GIANTS FOR ALL I CARE! HONESTLY, DRACO! MY ONLY BABY IS FINALLY DATING A SENSIBLE GIRL, AND IN LOVE, NO LESS! SHE'S HEAD GIRL, YOU LIVE WITH HER, AND YOU FORGET TO TELL YOUR OWN MOTHER? IF I DO NOT SEE HER AT LEAST ONCE THIS SUMMER, JUST YOU WAIT TO SEE WHAT I DO TO YOU! THE POOR GIRL WILL HAVE TO DIG YOU FROM YOUR GRAVE!"
Draco was thoroughly shocked, and half-expected Hermione to either cry or launch into a long lecture. He turned to her, finding her doing neither, but rather in a severe case of hysterics.
"Your - Mum! - So - sweet! - So - funny!" she managed to gasp out.
He grinned sheepishly. "I knew she wouldn't mind, but I certainly wasn't expecting that," he admitted.
Hermione finally stopped. "I would absolutely love to meet her."
Draco smiled and kissed her lightly. "I love you."
"Do you?" she teased.
He flicked her nose. "You'd bloody well believe it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
That Sunday, a Hogsmeade visit was to take place. "I can't wait to get to Zonko's and see Fred and George!" Ron told them excitedly over lunch.
Harry, who had noticed Hermione's participation, or lack thereof, furrowed his eyebrows. " 'Mione, you are coming, aren't you?" he asked skeptically.
She heaved a big sigh. "I'm sorry, boys, but McGonagall has got me quite busy with many Head Girl tasks," she fibbed remembering her promise to stay back with Draco.
"This can't be good for you," Ron clucked disapprovingly.
Hermione threw Ron a Look. "Honestly, Ron, as much as I'd love to go, please do understand!"
"At this rate, you won't see the sun until you're thirty!"
"Ron!" Harry hissed. He turned to Hermione. "We understand, don't we Ron?"
"Yes," he said through gritted teeth.
"We'll bring you back loads of sweets," Harry promised her.
She smiled. "Thank you, you guys are the best!" She leaned over to give Harry a hug, and grabbed Ron's head on the way.
"We love you too, 'Mione," Harry said.
"Absolutely," Ron agreed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Darling, you think it wise to expose Draco to me? To us?" the man seated in the black armchair asked.
"I'm sure of it," Narcissa Malfoy said firmly. "I've asked him to bring his girlfriend as well."
The man raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Oh? And who might that be?"
She smiled playfully. "I was sworn not to say a word, but you'll find out soon enough."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Wake up, love!" she heard a voice over her head say. Hermione's eyes fluttered open to see Draco.
"It's Sunday and everyone has already left for Hogsmeade," he told her as she sat up in her bed.
"I've slept in that late?" she wondered aloud.
He smirked. "You wouldn't believe how long I've been calling you. Hurry up and get dressed. You can't meet her like that," he added pointing to her satin pajamas and matching tank top.
"Who are we meeting and why?"
"You'll see!" he exclaimed and left her to change. She wondered whom they were meeting, and decided to choose her outfit carefully. After a minute or so of arguing with herself, she settled on a short black skirt with a stretchy, periwinkle, three quarter sleeved v-neck shirt and a black spaghetti strap top showing underneath, and pulled on a pair of black flip flops. She quickly cast a make up spell, leaving her face with clear lip- gloss and matching periwinkle eye shadow. Hermione charmed her hair to have traces of silver sparkles, gave her hair a quick brush, and hurried out to meet Draco in the common room.
He stood up as soon a he saw her, and managed to suppress the word, "Wow."
"Draco! Will you stop ogling at me and tell me who we're meeting, where, and why?" she exclaimed impatiently.
He chuckled appreciatively. "Well, to cut the long story short, I insisted that Dumbledore connect our fireplace to the Floo Network incase of any, well - business that needed to be attended to straight away." He stopped to study the expression on her face, but went on when he saw her urge him to continue. "And so, we are going to go take a visit to someone who wants to see you very much."
Her face became relaxed, but as soon as Draco said, "Incendio!" and threw in the Floo Powder, did she realize exactly where their destination was. "Malfoy Manor!" she declared as she stepped into the fire.
Draco smiled and watched as she disappeared. "Malfoy Manor!" he shouted, and with a swirl of purple and green, he was off.
Hermione stepped out of a grand fireplace and studied her surroundings. She let out a low whistle realizing exactly how rich Draco's family really was. She heard a 'thud' and reached her hand back into the fireplace offering it to Draco. "Thank you," he said. He held onto her hand and led her through the enormous set of double doors and into a long corridor. "Mother, we're here!"
"Oh, wonderful!" Hermione heard someone, presumably his mother, squeal.
The woman quickly rushed out from one of the doors and hurried to greet the guests. Hermione watched as Narcissa ran with open arms to her son. Hermione was very stunned when the woman grabbed her instead of Draco first. "Oh, it's so wonderful to meet you at last!" Narcissa told her. She stepped back and studied Hermione. "My son certainly has an eye. Not only are you intelligent, but extremely beautiful as well!"
Hermione blushed, and said, "I'm very happy to meet you as well, Mrs. Malfoy."
She scowled as she hugged Draco. "Please, dear, do call me Narcissa. Draco, there's someone I want you to meet."
He gave Hermione a bewildered look, but reluctantly followed his mother into a sitting room. Draco stepped in and saw a man seated in a chair facing the fireplace. The man stood up, turned around, and walked his way over. "Ah, Draco-" he began, but stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw the girl that was with him.
"Miss Granger?" he cried incredulously.
"PROFESSOR SNAPE?" Hermione and Draco yelled simultaneously.
"I had no idea you were dating a Gryffindor, Draco," he sneered.
"And I had no idea you were dating my MOTHER!" Draco retorted.
Narcissa cleared her throat. "Now Draco," she began in a warning tone, "Severus and I are very happy."
Snape smirked.
Draco ignored him. "Mother, honestly, I'm quite happy with the arrangement. I trust that Professor will make a most promising, er - partner. I hope that you two are happy just as Hermione and I are." Hermione was surprised at Draco's declaration, but was not impressed when he scowled when Narcissa gave Snape a loving look.
"Oh, I'm glad!" She turned to Hermione. "Hermione, dear, you're always welcome in this house. I trust Draco told you that we expect you AT LEAST once over the summer?"
"I'll make sure of it," she promised.
Narcissa smiled. "Wonderful! Now, let us head down for brunch." They all began slowly walking out of the drawing room and out to the corridor. They were strolling along for about three minutes, when Narcissa sharply turned into a large room with an enormous cherry wood table in the center. Hermione gazed around studying all the expensive decorations.
Draco smiled at her. "Come, have a seat," he told her, politely pulling out a chair next to his own seat.
She smiled and graciously took his offer. Narcissa sat across from Draco, and Snape across from Hermione. The mother and her son soon engaged themselves in a conversation about old relatives, and Hermione found herself gazing around at the room once again, this time out of boredom, rather than curiosity.
"They are exquisite, are they not?"
Hermione whirled around in her seat and faced Snape. She managed a half- smile. "They are."
"I suppose this comes as a shock to you, as it does to myself," he said earnestly. She noticed how he seemed like such a nice and polite man with his usual sneer and wretched scowl.
"Professor, please don't-"
He held up a hand to silence her. "I do not have any plans of telling anyone about your relationship with Mister Malfoy, and I hope that you feel the same way about my relationship."
She nodded, and soon the house elves wandered in, carrying dishes and dishes of food. They served anything from lavish fruit bowls to smoked meats. Out of politeness, Hermione tried a bit of almost everything, before feeling that she was about to throw up.
"That's alright, darling, you don't need to go on a purging cycle," Draco whispered in her ear.
She smiled thankfully, and sipped at her goblet of pumpkin juice.
"So!" Narcissa said clapping her hands together. "How long have you two been together?"
Draco glanced at Hermione, who said, "I think about a few weeks."
Narcissa nodded and said, "You two make a most lovely couple!"
Hermione thanked her with a smile, and Draco nodded.
Forty-five minutes and five glasses of wine later, Draco stood up. "I think we should be leaving now."
Narcissa waved her hand dismissively. "Nonsense! Nobody is in school!"
Draco shook his head and answered, "We have some Head duties to be accomplish."
"Of course," his mother said with a knowing smile. She stood up as well, causing Hermione and Snape to follow her example.
"Thank you for having me, Narcissa," Hermione told her as they made their way back to the fireplace they came through.
"Oh it was my pleasure, dear! Do come again! Now that your fireplace has been connected, drop in at any time! I can't say I'll be doing the same, though," she added with a giggle.
Draco shook his head, and kissed his mother on the cheek. "Thank you, Mum. Brunch was nice, and I'm glad you've settled for Snape and gotten over the bastard who was my father."
"She's a lovely girl, Draco," she whispered in his ear, "don't you dare let her go."
He nodded solemnly and shook Professor Snape's hand. "Professor," he acknowledged.
"I expect you in class and on time tomorrow morning, Mister Malfoy," he replied.
Hermione stifled a giggle and was relieved when Draco threw in the Floo Powder into the blazing fire. "Head quarters!" she called out, and disappeared into the flames.
A/N: Hahahahaha! His Mum is dating SNAPE! LOL! I always manage to pull that greasy git into my fics - hope you liked it! Let me know what you think!