Name: Egypt
Type: An A/U Draco/Hermione fic.
Author: ????
Summary: Hermione: Daughter of the ruler over a dessert clan who is adventurous and will do anything for her people. Even steel from the palace kitchen . . . and get caught . . . Draco: Future ruler of Egypt. A brat, self centered, and sought after by many women. He's womanizing and he is spoiled. Overly spoiled.
Their worlds collide and only adventure and heartache lay ahead. Maybe . . .
Notice: The trio appears in this fic. No Majick is used in this story.
Chapter notice: Hermione reveals something to Draco and Ginny meets him and starts to lightly flirt with him, only to make Hermione jealous.
Chapter Seven. Scratch
When Hermione left the tent, she was practically burning a hole into everything she looked at.
"Perverted ass." Hermione muttered. She cussed him under her breath. "Honestly. He has some nerve. Saying something like that is just . . .." Hermione growled and mussed her hair furiously.
"Hermione!" came a male voice from behind her. She smiled and turned quickly.
"Hi Harry! What's going on?" she asked.
"I came to ask who that was that you brought along with you a few minutes ago." Harry asked. Hermione frowned.
"He's the Prince of Egypt." She said in an exasperated tone. Harry only laughed but stopped when he saw the serious look on her face.
"You aren't kidding are you?" Hermione shook her head no. "He's really the Prince?" He asked her.
"Yes, and a real womanizer if you ask me. Honestly. The nerve of that guy." She said grabbing an apple from a man and paying him for it. She took a bite.
"What'd he do?" Harry asked.
"Oh nothing you wouldn't understand. He just got me mad is all." She answered. They started to walk toward the field of sheep and they talked the whole way there. When they arrived, they saw Ron and his little sister, Ginny, sitting on a rock in the middle of the field. The two of them walked toward their friends and sat on the rock next to them.
"Guess what?" Harry asked Ginny and Ron.
"What?" they asked in unison.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled.
"Hermione brought home the Prince of Egypt." Harry told them.
"You're joking right?" Ginny asked.
"No. And I didn't bring him home. He just followed." Hermione lied.
"And what is he doing here?" Ron asked.
"How do I know? All I know is that he ran away because his mom died." Hermione took one last bite of her apple and threw it toward the sheep and one looked at it and started to eat it.
"Well, what does he look like?" Ginny asked.
"He has the whitest hair I have ever seen." Hermione answered.
"White hair?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, it is so pale. And he has these silver gray eyes and he is so pale. Not as pale as is hair, but his skin is light. He's a real peace of work." Hermione told her friends.
"Well, what did he do to gain your trust?" Harry asked.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.
"Whenever you meet someone new, you don't come back home or do anything for them until you have gained their trust. What did he do?" Harry explained. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.
"This one guy was going to rape me and he turned in his gold to save me." Hermione said bluntly. Ginny gave a small "Aww". "What?" Hermione asked in a defensive tone of voice.
"Nothing. That was just so cute. " Ginny explained.
"Yeah, real cute. He's just a sad little man." Hermione said stubbornly.
"And let me guess, your father is throwing a party for him?" Ginny asked her.
"Yeah. He really needs to stop doing that." Hermione sighed.
"I think it's very nice." Ginny said innocently.
"Yeah." Ron and Harry agreed.
"Whatever." Hermione jumped off the rock and started to walk back to the village.
"I think Hermione likes him." Ron said.
"I think so, too." Harry agreed.
"Ditto. Come on, let's go meet him." Ginny told her brother and friend. The three waited for Hermione to be out of site and they climbed off the rock and they headed back toward the village.
Hermione walked toward the tent she last saw Draco in but he came out before she went in. He had on a dark blue robe and his hair was falling into his eyes and it was still wet.
"Hermione." He said in a greeting.
"Prince." She said in a return greeting.
"Please, call me Draco." He said with a small smile. Hermione glared at him, turned on her heel, which made her hair slap him in the face, and she went into the tent.
"Honestly. He thinks he can fool me into being nice to him. Well he is sadly mistaken." She muttered. He entered after her and she sat down on a rug at one end of the tent. She grabbed a large bowl and threw in some herbs. She started to crush them with a stone and he sat down in front of her.
"What are you doing?" he asked. She stood and lifted her skirt a little to reveal a huge scratch on her upper thigh. "Where'd you get that?" he asked. She sat down again and started to mash the herds again.
"I got it when I was pulled off that retched camel your goons put me on. It wasn't bad at first, until * you * yanked the stupid rope." She informed him.
"The herbs are helping then?" he asked. She nodded a yes and sat back down.
"They hurt when you put them on but it is working." She told him. She added a bit of water and started to mash them again. The tent opened up right then and in popped Ginny's head.
"'Mina. Are you going to help me with the . . . oh. Is this the sad little man?" Ginny asked. Draco looked at Hermione with a quirked eyebrow.
"Yes, Gin. This is Draco." Hermione introduced them. Draco stood and shook Ginny's hand. Ginny giggled and looked at Hermione and Hermione just kept her face straight but on the inside she was visualizing things going on between Ginny and Draco which only made her grind the herbs into tiny microscopic pieces. 'What's going on with me?' Hermione thought to herself.
"Anyway, 'Mione. Are you going to help me with the fire?" Ginny asked. Hermione lifted the bowl and Ginny nodded. "O.K. See you five minutes then. Nice meeting you Prince." Ginny left and Draco sat back down.
"Sad little man?" he asked. Hermione smiled innocently. "That was rude of you to say. If I'm a sad little man, then you're a sad little woman." He told her.
"Touché." Hermione said jokingly. Draco smirked and she smiled. She pulled back her skirt and put the ground herbs onto her cut. She got a piece of cloth and wrapped it around her leg. She stood and went to the door only to turn around to talk to him.
"Are you just going to sit there or are you going to join me?" she asked. He stood and walked up to her. She didn't move when he came close to her, she just stared at him. He reached forward and opened the tent door.
"Shall we?" he asked. Hermione mentally shook herself and she ducked out of the tent.
"This is either heaven, or hell." Hermione told herself as she and Draco walked toward the village square.
Type: An A/U Draco/Hermione fic.
Author: ????
Summary: Hermione: Daughter of the ruler over a dessert clan who is adventurous and will do anything for her people. Even steel from the palace kitchen . . . and get caught . . . Draco: Future ruler of Egypt. A brat, self centered, and sought after by many women. He's womanizing and he is spoiled. Overly spoiled.
Their worlds collide and only adventure and heartache lay ahead. Maybe . . .
Notice: The trio appears in this fic. No Majick is used in this story.
Chapter notice: Hermione reveals something to Draco and Ginny meets him and starts to lightly flirt with him, only to make Hermione jealous.
Chapter Seven. Scratch
When Hermione left the tent, she was practically burning a hole into everything she looked at.
"Perverted ass." Hermione muttered. She cussed him under her breath. "Honestly. He has some nerve. Saying something like that is just . . .." Hermione growled and mussed her hair furiously.
"Hermione!" came a male voice from behind her. She smiled and turned quickly.
"Hi Harry! What's going on?" she asked.
"I came to ask who that was that you brought along with you a few minutes ago." Harry asked. Hermione frowned.
"He's the Prince of Egypt." She said in an exasperated tone. Harry only laughed but stopped when he saw the serious look on her face.
"You aren't kidding are you?" Hermione shook her head no. "He's really the Prince?" He asked her.
"Yes, and a real womanizer if you ask me. Honestly. The nerve of that guy." She said grabbing an apple from a man and paying him for it. She took a bite.
"What'd he do?" Harry asked.
"Oh nothing you wouldn't understand. He just got me mad is all." She answered. They started to walk toward the field of sheep and they talked the whole way there. When they arrived, they saw Ron and his little sister, Ginny, sitting on a rock in the middle of the field. The two of them walked toward their friends and sat on the rock next to them.
"Guess what?" Harry asked Ginny and Ron.
"What?" they asked in unison.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled.
"Hermione brought home the Prince of Egypt." Harry told them.
"You're joking right?" Ginny asked.
"No. And I didn't bring him home. He just followed." Hermione lied.
"And what is he doing here?" Ron asked.
"How do I know? All I know is that he ran away because his mom died." Hermione took one last bite of her apple and threw it toward the sheep and one looked at it and started to eat it.
"Well, what does he look like?" Ginny asked.
"He has the whitest hair I have ever seen." Hermione answered.
"White hair?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, it is so pale. And he has these silver gray eyes and he is so pale. Not as pale as is hair, but his skin is light. He's a real peace of work." Hermione told her friends.
"Well, what did he do to gain your trust?" Harry asked.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.
"Whenever you meet someone new, you don't come back home or do anything for them until you have gained their trust. What did he do?" Harry explained. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.
"This one guy was going to rape me and he turned in his gold to save me." Hermione said bluntly. Ginny gave a small "Aww". "What?" Hermione asked in a defensive tone of voice.
"Nothing. That was just so cute. " Ginny explained.
"Yeah, real cute. He's just a sad little man." Hermione said stubbornly.
"And let me guess, your father is throwing a party for him?" Ginny asked her.
"Yeah. He really needs to stop doing that." Hermione sighed.
"I think it's very nice." Ginny said innocently.
"Yeah." Ron and Harry agreed.
"Whatever." Hermione jumped off the rock and started to walk back to the village.
"I think Hermione likes him." Ron said.
"I think so, too." Harry agreed.
"Ditto. Come on, let's go meet him." Ginny told her brother and friend. The three waited for Hermione to be out of site and they climbed off the rock and they headed back toward the village.
Hermione walked toward the tent she last saw Draco in but he came out before she went in. He had on a dark blue robe and his hair was falling into his eyes and it was still wet.
"Hermione." He said in a greeting.
"Prince." She said in a return greeting.
"Please, call me Draco." He said with a small smile. Hermione glared at him, turned on her heel, which made her hair slap him in the face, and she went into the tent.
"Honestly. He thinks he can fool me into being nice to him. Well he is sadly mistaken." She muttered. He entered after her and she sat down on a rug at one end of the tent. She grabbed a large bowl and threw in some herbs. She started to crush them with a stone and he sat down in front of her.
"What are you doing?" he asked. She stood and lifted her skirt a little to reveal a huge scratch on her upper thigh. "Where'd you get that?" he asked. She sat down again and started to mash the herds again.
"I got it when I was pulled off that retched camel your goons put me on. It wasn't bad at first, until * you * yanked the stupid rope." She informed him.
"The herbs are helping then?" he asked. She nodded a yes and sat back down.
"They hurt when you put them on but it is working." She told him. She added a bit of water and started to mash them again. The tent opened up right then and in popped Ginny's head.
"'Mina. Are you going to help me with the . . . oh. Is this the sad little man?" Ginny asked. Draco looked at Hermione with a quirked eyebrow.
"Yes, Gin. This is Draco." Hermione introduced them. Draco stood and shook Ginny's hand. Ginny giggled and looked at Hermione and Hermione just kept her face straight but on the inside she was visualizing things going on between Ginny and Draco which only made her grind the herbs into tiny microscopic pieces. 'What's going on with me?' Hermione thought to herself.
"Anyway, 'Mione. Are you going to help me with the fire?" Ginny asked. Hermione lifted the bowl and Ginny nodded. "O.K. See you five minutes then. Nice meeting you Prince." Ginny left and Draco sat back down.
"Sad little man?" he asked. Hermione smiled innocently. "That was rude of you to say. If I'm a sad little man, then you're a sad little woman." He told her.
"Touché." Hermione said jokingly. Draco smirked and she smiled. She pulled back her skirt and put the ground herbs onto her cut. She got a piece of cloth and wrapped it around her leg. She stood and went to the door only to turn around to talk to him.
"Are you just going to sit there or are you going to join me?" she asked. He stood and walked up to her. She didn't move when he came close to her, she just stared at him. He reached forward and opened the tent door.
"Shall we?" he asked. Hermione mentally shook herself and she ducked out of the tent.
"This is either heaven, or hell." Hermione told herself as she and Draco walked toward the village square.