Chapter 5~Retaliation and Unexpected News
Draco apparated to the door of the Marinetta Mansion. He knocked and asked the house elf to give this package to her mistress. It contained Hermione's wand, which he had taken from her right before he kissed her.
'Ahh,' he thought, 'the one and only way to make a woman shut up.'
Draco strolled down the street towards his home. He couldn't apparate in because of the many layers of protection spells surrounding the ancient manor.
Hermione sat on her bed, thinking about what had just transpired between Draco and herself. (A/N: They're older, more mature *insert 'HAA!' here* and treat each other with more respect, hence the first names)
'I can't believe he kissed me! And I didn't even do anything to get back at him. I just let him! What kind of an Auror am I?'
"Mistress?" asked Elena, "there's a package for you." In her little hands she extended the aforementioned package to Hermione.
"Thank you, Elena." Hermione opened the package and, to her surprise, found her wand. She was puzzled. Who had her wand? Then the memory right before the kiss flooded back, Malfoy disarming her, and taking her by the arms.
Draco flopped onto his bed and sighed. Today was not going as planned. He never should have looked at that book, had he not, he would have began the plan then and there. But, perhaps he had set it in motion.
Hermione decide to pay Mr. Malfoy a visit. She attempted to apparate into the manor, but failed. So she tried to apparate outside the door. It worked. She didn't bother knocking, whispering "Alomour!" to unlock the door seemed a much better idea. She slipped inside and headed off in the direction of the library. Stopping a house elf, she asked where Draco was. The house elf showed her to his bedchamber, and she knocked on the door.
"Enter," he called, and Hermione stepped in. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to.talk to you. We need to set things straight between us."
"Bloody hell! We don't need to!"
"Draconis Liam Malfoy! I say we do!"
"How the hell did you-"
"Never mind how I know. I just do. But seriously, we need to talk."
"Are you sure that's all we need to do?" Draco lazily raised a eyebrow and waited for the explosion.
"How-how dare you insinuate that we have anything going on between us! You- you-" the anger overtook Hermione, and she began pacing in frustration. "You slimy ferret!" She continued on in this vein for some time, until Draco finally got tired of it.
His control snapped, and he reached out to Hermione and (A/N: you guessed it!) kissed her.
She didn't respond at once, and he worried, for what reason he didn't know, and didn't care to pursue the answers right know. Hermione's mind was racing. 'Why is he kissing me? This is the second mind-blowing kiss that I've received in a day-NO-back to why.' She felt his mouth working on hers, and her knees weakened. Acting on instinct, she wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.
Breaking the kiss for lack of oxygen, Hermione and Draco rested their foreheads against one another.
"We need to talk," he said finally.
"Yeah, we do," she agreed. "this.thing, it keeps happening, regardless of our better judgement. Why, why me, Malfoy? Why choose me?"
"This thing, as you call it, keeps happening because we both want it to. And you, I chose you to be the one."
"The one?" Hermione spluttered. "What do you mean, 'the one'?"
"I mean I chose you to be the one who bears my child."
Draco apparated to the door of the Marinetta Mansion. He knocked and asked the house elf to give this package to her mistress. It contained Hermione's wand, which he had taken from her right before he kissed her.
'Ahh,' he thought, 'the one and only way to make a woman shut up.'
Draco strolled down the street towards his home. He couldn't apparate in because of the many layers of protection spells surrounding the ancient manor.
Hermione sat on her bed, thinking about what had just transpired between Draco and herself. (A/N: They're older, more mature *insert 'HAA!' here* and treat each other with more respect, hence the first names)
'I can't believe he kissed me! And I didn't even do anything to get back at him. I just let him! What kind of an Auror am I?'
"Mistress?" asked Elena, "there's a package for you." In her little hands she extended the aforementioned package to Hermione.
"Thank you, Elena." Hermione opened the package and, to her surprise, found her wand. She was puzzled. Who had her wand? Then the memory right before the kiss flooded back, Malfoy disarming her, and taking her by the arms.
Draco flopped onto his bed and sighed. Today was not going as planned. He never should have looked at that book, had he not, he would have began the plan then and there. But, perhaps he had set it in motion.
Hermione decide to pay Mr. Malfoy a visit. She attempted to apparate into the manor, but failed. So she tried to apparate outside the door. It worked. She didn't bother knocking, whispering "Alomour!" to unlock the door seemed a much better idea. She slipped inside and headed off in the direction of the library. Stopping a house elf, she asked where Draco was. The house elf showed her to his bedchamber, and she knocked on the door.
"Enter," he called, and Hermione stepped in. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to.talk to you. We need to set things straight between us."
"Bloody hell! We don't need to!"
"Draconis Liam Malfoy! I say we do!"
"How the hell did you-"
"Never mind how I know. I just do. But seriously, we need to talk."
"Are you sure that's all we need to do?" Draco lazily raised a eyebrow and waited for the explosion.
"How-how dare you insinuate that we have anything going on between us! You- you-" the anger overtook Hermione, and she began pacing in frustration. "You slimy ferret!" She continued on in this vein for some time, until Draco finally got tired of it.
His control snapped, and he reached out to Hermione and (A/N: you guessed it!) kissed her.
She didn't respond at once, and he worried, for what reason he didn't know, and didn't care to pursue the answers right know. Hermione's mind was racing. 'Why is he kissing me? This is the second mind-blowing kiss that I've received in a day-NO-back to why.' She felt his mouth working on hers, and her knees weakened. Acting on instinct, she wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.
Breaking the kiss for lack of oxygen, Hermione and Draco rested their foreheads against one another.
"We need to talk," he said finally.
"Yeah, we do," she agreed. "this.thing, it keeps happening, regardless of our better judgement. Why, why me, Malfoy? Why choose me?"
"This thing, as you call it, keeps happening because we both want it to. And you, I chose you to be the one."
"The one?" Hermione spluttered. "What do you mean, 'the one'?"
"I mean I chose you to be the one who bears my child."
