A/N- To Silver Spark- I hope I at least spelled that right for you. I know
how important checking my spelling and everything is to a story but let me
tell you something; I do not have to be CONSTANTLY reminded. You know what.
I don't think I spelled that right, so I'll go get a dictionary : yup. it's
spelled right. Now, you probably think that I am a stuck up bitch (excuse
my language to my readers) but if you would have read my authors notes at
the beginning or end of every chapter, you would know that I don't have a
beta-reader, I don't have a system with spell-check, and normally, I am in
a big rush to get my stroies up late at night or before I go to school at
7:00, or that I try to catch my errors. Now, if you don't want to read my
stories, I understand but, I can't have everything perfect because I know I
am not perfect, and I accept that. Now, I have no clue if you even read
this or not, but just one review telling me to watch myself even more
carefully would have been just fine.Oh, I know how to spell 'their' some
times I just mix them up: their T-H-E-I-R.
A/N to my readers (a normal note)- Thanks for the reviews everyone! I never thought when I started this story that I would get 219 (or 197 without repeats) for this. And about the note above, I am sorry if I disappointed any one, she just made me angry. I normally control my anger better.
Oh, And I've got a dictionary at my side. But if anyone would volunteer to be my beta-reader I would be more than happy. I reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally (I know that's a spelling error but it was intended to be) hope that this chapter is longer and better. Also, I am debating over whether or not to add the Dark Lord in it. I have about three ideas with him in it and three with out (one involves marrige and pleeeeeease don't result in me doing that.) I think that this time, as much as I want you all to be happy, I decide on my own. I hope you like it anyways.
Also, happy 6th or 7th day, depending on when you read this!
Chapter 22 wow!!!
Hermione flattened onto her bed. It had been a wonderful night up until Mrs. Malfoy had shown up and dragged them away from the resturaunt. From the next room, Hermione heard the angry screaming and yelling coming from both of the occupants. As much as she knew it was rude to listen, she couldn't help but do so when she heard her name.
She hated being the cause of something. But, would Draco really string her along. Did she really love him? Hermione sighed. This was not turning into a very nice night. She heard the door slam and the pounding of angry footsteps leading downstairs.
The house seemed to be quiet, and all she could hear was her own ragged breathing. The shower clicked on quietly in the bathroom connected to Draco's room. It was a good idea. Maybe a nice shower could calm her nerves and make her feel better. She decided that she would go in after Draco got out. She couldn't face him, now that he had gotten in trouble with his mother over her.
She sighed once more and pulled out a quill and parchment.
"Dear Ron, Harry and Sirius,
You would never guess what happened after you had left. I tried to help Draco after that nasty connection with you, but he was fine. Though, I'm sure, you didn't want to know that, Ron or Harry.
Anyways, A little while later, I went and I found the most beautiful dress, though it could have been a different color, it was beautiful anyways. There was a note and it said that it was for me! I was so excited!
I ran upstairs and put it on and met Draco outside, just as the note had said to. And there he was, with a limo and a driver! It was so amazing!
He took me out to dinner and all was well. Well, for a while. I don't really know what happened because it happened so fast but, Mrs. Malfoy showed up and made a scene dragging Draco and I out and Apparating directly to the Manor.
I am sure that she couldn't have been too mad beacuse she didn't Apparated right from the resturaunt! Anyways, when we got home, she sent me to my room and gave Draco quite a talking-to.
I am so angry. She couldn't get any meaner. Unless she sent me home, that is.--"
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Hi." came a soft voice.
It was Narcissa.
"May I come in?" she asked.
Hermione nodded and Narcissa took a seat softly on the end of the bed. There was a long, uncomfortable silence. (Don't you hate that??)
"Look. I know you are angry at me."
Hermione phff-ed. A little was an understatment.Narcissa took a slow breath.
"But, I know what you are going through." she said painfully.
'No she doesn't.' Hermione thought.
"I bet that you and your friends think that our family is just a pack of rich, no gooder, stuffy people who really don't care about any one else. But we -well, Draco and I- aren't really. It's just that, well, Lucius has a strict idea of what our family should be like in public. Oh, sure, he used to be a nice and fun-loving kid and father who played games with Draco at night. But then he got a job and-- well, I'm sure you don't want to hear about that." Narcissa said, blushing.
"Anyways, I know just how you feel. How do you think that Lucius and I met?"
Hermione looked at her. 'They had met like this, too?'
"Well, how?"
"Oh, uhm...... I really don't want to get you mad at me, but I thought you were........ well, you know.... put together."
"Oh no! We were never put together! But, we did meet at school and our parents didn't want us together. Of course, we didn't like each other in the first place. But, you know how guys are sometimes, they grow on you."
Hermione nodded. Boy was that true!
"Well, after I had crushed on him for YEARS, he finally started to like me, too! I was so excited but I didn't want him, or any of my Gryffindor friends to know.Of course, being in Slytherin, which I thought was a mistake at first, none of my Slytherin friends knew I had Gryffindor friends.
Anyways. The point is, I know what it's like to have my parents try and force us apart and I don't want to do that to you two. As much as I hate the fact that you two just might like each other, I can't stop love. Now, Lucius doesn't expect me to come back until after you two are back in school..... I guess this would be a nice time to get to know you, and my son, a bit better."
Hermione could see a pang of pain in Narcissa's eyes.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"It's just that.. I don't think I know my own son very well."
"It's okay.... isn't it?"
"I don't think so."
"Well, maybe we can do something to get us all to know each other a little bit more. I certainly would like to know Draco more." Hermione said, blushing.
There was another light knock on the door. It was a house elf.
"Uhm, Mistress Malfoy? Young Master is wishes you down for some cocoa. And is wanting young ma'am, as too."
"Okay. Tell him we'll be down."
"Yes, Mistress Malfoy."
"Um, Narcissa, do you think that, even because I am a half-blood, we can all get along?"
"Over cocoa!"
Narcissa grabbed Hermione's hand and headed downstairs. It reminded her just like when her and Hermione's mother were friends. Though, they had hardly talked in years. But, there's always time and room for change, right?
Suddenly an owl flew in and landed on Narcissa's arm. It had a Malfoy seal in it so it had to have been from Lucius.
Narcissa took a seat at the table ans ripped open the letter. It was a self talking letter. As soon as it opened, Hermione had thought it had been a Howler.
"NARCISSA MALFOY, I HAVE JUST BEEN INFORMED OF YOUR CURRENT AND RECENT ACTIONS AND I WISH -NO- ORDER YOU BACK HER, NOW!
DO NOT TEMPT ME ON THIS NARCISSA, YOU KNOW WHERE I AM AND WHAT CONTROL I HAVE. SO IF YOU DON'T WANT ANYONE TO GET HURT, YOU WILL OBEY."
Narcissa's face went pale. She folded the letter back up.
"Sorry." she muttered.
And then she Apparated.
Hermione looked across the table to Draco. He was sipping his cocoa, a look of forced calm on his face, like he had been though this before.
a/n- I'm sorry if it wasn't longer but I have to go to my dads. See ya.
A/N to my readers (a normal note)- Thanks for the reviews everyone! I never thought when I started this story that I would get 219 (or 197 without repeats) for this. And about the note above, I am sorry if I disappointed any one, she just made me angry. I normally control my anger better.
Oh, And I've got a dictionary at my side. But if anyone would volunteer to be my beta-reader I would be more than happy. I reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally (I know that's a spelling error but it was intended to be) hope that this chapter is longer and better. Also, I am debating over whether or not to add the Dark Lord in it. I have about three ideas with him in it and three with out (one involves marrige and pleeeeeease don't result in me doing that.) I think that this time, as much as I want you all to be happy, I decide on my own. I hope you like it anyways.
Also, happy 6th or 7th day, depending on when you read this!
Chapter 22 wow!!!
Hermione flattened onto her bed. It had been a wonderful night up until Mrs. Malfoy had shown up and dragged them away from the resturaunt. From the next room, Hermione heard the angry screaming and yelling coming from both of the occupants. As much as she knew it was rude to listen, she couldn't help but do so when she heard her name.
She hated being the cause of something. But, would Draco really string her along. Did she really love him? Hermione sighed. This was not turning into a very nice night. She heard the door slam and the pounding of angry footsteps leading downstairs.
The house seemed to be quiet, and all she could hear was her own ragged breathing. The shower clicked on quietly in the bathroom connected to Draco's room. It was a good idea. Maybe a nice shower could calm her nerves and make her feel better. She decided that she would go in after Draco got out. She couldn't face him, now that he had gotten in trouble with his mother over her.
She sighed once more and pulled out a quill and parchment.
"Dear Ron, Harry and Sirius,
You would never guess what happened after you had left. I tried to help Draco after that nasty connection with you, but he was fine. Though, I'm sure, you didn't want to know that, Ron or Harry.
Anyways, A little while later, I went and I found the most beautiful dress, though it could have been a different color, it was beautiful anyways. There was a note and it said that it was for me! I was so excited!
I ran upstairs and put it on and met Draco outside, just as the note had said to. And there he was, with a limo and a driver! It was so amazing!
He took me out to dinner and all was well. Well, for a while. I don't really know what happened because it happened so fast but, Mrs. Malfoy showed up and made a scene dragging Draco and I out and Apparating directly to the Manor.
I am sure that she couldn't have been too mad beacuse she didn't Apparated right from the resturaunt! Anyways, when we got home, she sent me to my room and gave Draco quite a talking-to.
I am so angry. She couldn't get any meaner. Unless she sent me home, that is.--"
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Hi." came a soft voice.
It was Narcissa.
"May I come in?" she asked.
Hermione nodded and Narcissa took a seat softly on the end of the bed. There was a long, uncomfortable silence. (Don't you hate that??)
"Look. I know you are angry at me."
Hermione phff-ed. A little was an understatment.Narcissa took a slow breath.
"But, I know what you are going through." she said painfully.
'No she doesn't.' Hermione thought.
"I bet that you and your friends think that our family is just a pack of rich, no gooder, stuffy people who really don't care about any one else. But we -well, Draco and I- aren't really. It's just that, well, Lucius has a strict idea of what our family should be like in public. Oh, sure, he used to be a nice and fun-loving kid and father who played games with Draco at night. But then he got a job and-- well, I'm sure you don't want to hear about that." Narcissa said, blushing.
"Anyways, I know just how you feel. How do you think that Lucius and I met?"
Hermione looked at her. 'They had met like this, too?'
"Well, how?"
"Oh, uhm...... I really don't want to get you mad at me, but I thought you were........ well, you know.... put together."
"Oh no! We were never put together! But, we did meet at school and our parents didn't want us together. Of course, we didn't like each other in the first place. But, you know how guys are sometimes, they grow on you."
Hermione nodded. Boy was that true!
"Well, after I had crushed on him for YEARS, he finally started to like me, too! I was so excited but I didn't want him, or any of my Gryffindor friends to know.Of course, being in Slytherin, which I thought was a mistake at first, none of my Slytherin friends knew I had Gryffindor friends.
Anyways. The point is, I know what it's like to have my parents try and force us apart and I don't want to do that to you two. As much as I hate the fact that you two just might like each other, I can't stop love. Now, Lucius doesn't expect me to come back until after you two are back in school..... I guess this would be a nice time to get to know you, and my son, a bit better."
Hermione could see a pang of pain in Narcissa's eyes.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"It's just that.. I don't think I know my own son very well."
"It's okay.... isn't it?"
"I don't think so."
"Well, maybe we can do something to get us all to know each other a little bit more. I certainly would like to know Draco more." Hermione said, blushing.
There was another light knock on the door. It was a house elf.
"Uhm, Mistress Malfoy? Young Master is wishes you down for some cocoa. And is wanting young ma'am, as too."
"Okay. Tell him we'll be down."
"Yes, Mistress Malfoy."
"Um, Narcissa, do you think that, even because I am a half-blood, we can all get along?"
"Over cocoa!"
Narcissa grabbed Hermione's hand and headed downstairs. It reminded her just like when her and Hermione's mother were friends. Though, they had hardly talked in years. But, there's always time and room for change, right?
Suddenly an owl flew in and landed on Narcissa's arm. It had a Malfoy seal in it so it had to have been from Lucius.
Narcissa took a seat at the table ans ripped open the letter. It was a self talking letter. As soon as it opened, Hermione had thought it had been a Howler.
"NARCISSA MALFOY, I HAVE JUST BEEN INFORMED OF YOUR CURRENT AND RECENT ACTIONS AND I WISH -NO- ORDER YOU BACK HER, NOW!
DO NOT TEMPT ME ON THIS NARCISSA, YOU KNOW WHERE I AM AND WHAT CONTROL I HAVE. SO IF YOU DON'T WANT ANYONE TO GET HURT, YOU WILL OBEY."
Narcissa's face went pale. She folded the letter back up.
"Sorry." she muttered.
And then she Apparated.
Hermione looked across the table to Draco. He was sipping his cocoa, a look of forced calm on his face, like he had been though this before.
a/n- I'm sorry if it wasn't longer but I have to go to my dads. See ya.
