Touched by Frost
Emerald Sky
chapter five~ It's a Girl Thing.
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"You've been in there ALL MORNING!" Draco roared slamming on the door with his fist for the 20th time that morning.
"Occupied!" Angel sang back as Draco heard water running. This was the third morning and Draco was getting sick of it. "If you need to use the bathroom use your other four bathrooms."
He groaned loudly and shouted, "Number one, I DON'T need to use the bathroom! Number two, YOU need to get ready to leave. AND number three--" he was cut off from his daughter overly high pitched scream. "WHAT? You broke another toilet?"
She swung open the door and zipped past Draco who caught her by the colar of the sweater and ripped her back.
"WHAT?"
"I'm BLEEDING." Angel said with a scared look on her face.
Draco raised an eye brow. "Where? You don't look injured...Did you cut yourself?" he blurted looking for any sign of bloody on her arms.
"It's...somewhere else..." Angel whispered looking scared.
"--BLOOMY! I NEED A FEMALE IN THE HOUSE NOW!" Draco called feeling disgusted. Almost immediately Bloomy was at Draco's side looking ready to be of servos. Unfortunately Draco was horrible at thinking in a situation like this one. He wasn't about to explain any of this to his daughter, it was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. He just had to simply do what he did best...get someone else to do it for him.
Of course he didn't have anyone to go to...not even a mother at a time like this. Draco started pacing back and forth rather quickly as his daughter started to make panicky noises.
Suddenly Bloomy gasped and hugged Angel with happy tears in her eyes, "Angel is becoming a women!"
"W-what?" Angel asked looking dumb struck.
"If you were wanting a lady's assistance, Master...Why not call on someone from school?"
For once Draco didn't yell at his house elf about sticking her nose into business or suggestions and started to think quickly about anyone reliable enough to show up without notice and willing to help. The thing was, if Draco had any relationship with a girl they were only short pathetic ones...and none of those girls would ever come and help him...then it suddenly struck him. The one person who actually had a REAL relationship with him beside Flora who would be willing to help..."Bloomy, go down to the fire place and fetch me Hermione Granger...and tell her to bring--"
"Feminim items?"
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Angel at gone ballistic waiting and started throwing unanswerable questions at her father. Draco, not being anyone to take this, wheeled his daughter into the spare bedroom. "Someone will be with you soon." he told her and slammed the door shut and put a sealing charm on it.
Slumping down the stairs, Draco called on his house elves to get him a martini and find Bloomy. He knew he had no choice but to ask for her help, but he also couldn't help thinking that she would still be mad at him for what he did to her...and refuse...let alone laugh her ass of at him.
Draco plopped down in an arm chair in the living room and threw is head back in frustration. From one floor up he could hear the spare room door attempting be broke down by a ten year old --a long with high pitched shrieking and from the kitchen three house elves muttering to each other in curiosity.
Bloomy rounded the corner along with another house elf with a tray of martinis for two. "SO?" Draco asked Bloomy.
"She's on her way right now, Master." Bloomy said with a huge grin.
Draco sighed in relief and took both martinis and gulped them down as one of the house elves squeaked, "Master, one is for the lady."
It wasn't long before there was a ring on the door bell and Draco ran to the door to answer it before any of the house elves could greet Hermione. Draco stood in front of the door in hesitation before opening it. He quickly pushed back his hair and threw open the door.
Standing with a plastic bag of Draco-didn't-want-to-know-what was a fully matured and beautiful looking Hermione Granger. Draco was stunned at how nicely age had treated her but tried not to show it. She was wearing robes that fit her perfectly in areas Draco was refusing to believe had developed rather nicely, he hair was no longer bushy but thick and full of sleek locates. She took his breath away but he just simply muttered, "Granger."
Hermione shook her head slightly from her amazed gaze on him and muttered in reply, "Malfoy." as she let herself in. Hermione walked around in a circle looking around the house, "Let me guess...Father right?"
He let out an annoyed sigh and said, "Come on." Draco led her up the stairs to the door that was making loud banging noises. They stopped in front of it and he mumbled, "She's not really like this...really." before opening the door for her and leaving.
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Draco finished his third drink in the garden after waiting about an hour. Finally Hermione walked outside and sat down next to him. "She's your daughter...?" she asked quietly.
He leant over on the table casually and rested his chin on the back of his right hand. Glancing at her, Draco didn't answer and looked down at the table.
"...She looks just like you...Why isn't Pansy looking after her any more?" Hermione asked him quietly.
"She's dead."
"...Oh..." Hermione answered looking down at her hands. "How long have you been raising her?"
"Not long. Less than a week." Draco answered slowly. "Bloomy, martini." he called to his house elf who came running outside.
"Bloomy apologizes, Master." she squeaked shaking her head. "But you had one to many martinis for today...will the lady want anything though?"
"Martini sounds great." Hermione said with a smile.
"Master can have--"
"MARTINI." Draco said harshly. Bloomy, looking threatened, nodded and scurried back into the kitchen.
Hermione looked angry. "You shouldn't order house elves around like that you know."
Draco groaned, "Your not still obsessed with that spew thing you used to bug me about are you?"
"For your information, S.P.E.W has become more successful and now involves over 50 members." she answered narrowing her eyes at him.
"Oh really now." Draco answered and rolled his eyes. When he finished answering 4 more house elves wondered into the garden with trays, silver ware, appetizers and napkins.
"Five house elves? This is slavery! I can't believe this!" Hermione said in shock as Draco's house elves offered her some ice and made sure she was comfortable.
"House elves like serving people, that's what their for." Draco told her looking annoyed as Bloomy hesitated to hand him his drink as usual. "The only problem is this one." he pointed at Bloomy, "She worries about my health to much."
Hermione gave a small chuckle as Draco snatched his drink away from Bloomy, then took in a straight face. "Dobby didn't like it."
"My old house elf? He was odd." he told her lowering his eye brows. "How do you know him?" Hermione shrugged.
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HA! And so Hermione's finally here! The next chapter is quite interesting, I promise you! ^-~...err no not THAT way...
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