AN: No new announcements right now other than I am going to McDonalds right
now... (10 minutes later) Mmm... all white chicken nuggets. Anyway, eating
McD's and watching 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone'. Now I ask
you... does life get any better?
Chapter 15 -- The Total Truth / Nothing to Fear
"Severus!" yelled Rhiannon excitedly, "How long has it been?" she asked walking over to him handing him a drink.
Snape had seen Narcissa and Rhiannon crossing the room a few minutes earlier. He had hoped to avoid both of them. Severus had been good friends with both of them when they had been in Hogwarts, Rhiannon a little more than Narcissa because she was always busy with her Quidditch practice and Lucius. Severus could almost laugh at how the Malfoys had been so in love back then as opposed to the way they acted now. He regreted his relationship with Rhiannon deeply, as it has been him that introduced her to Voldemort when he had become a death-eater. If it hadn't been for that, perhaps Hermione would have been his (AN: BLECK! Scary thought...). He shook his head free of all thought, because no doubt that the flute of champagne Rhiannon had handed him contained his 'vertariserum'.
Across the room, Lucius was snaking his way up to Hermione and Draco, carrying to glasses of champagne.
"Mister Malfoy," Hermione said, "What a pleasure it is to see you tonight."
"My dear," he said handing her the champagne, "If you are to marry my son, I insist you call me 'Father'," he said rather jovially much to Draco's dismay.
"What is this for father?" Draco asked a bit confused on why he wasn't receiving a glass.
"I'd like to talk to my future daughter-in-law in private for a few minutes, if you don't mind."
Now more than a bit confused, Draco mouthed that he would be back to Hermione, and walked off to find someone to talk to.
"A toast my lady!" Lucius announced, "To find your rightful parentage," they clang glasses and drank, "To your marriage to my son," they clang glasses and again drank, "To one day taking over the wizarding world," they clanged glasses a final time and finished the champagne.
"How do you feel my lady?" Lucius asked after taking a few seconds to let the potion settle in.
"To be perfectly honest I feel like someone is tearing apart my ovaries," Hermione's eyes widened as well as Lucius', "Why did I just tell you that?" she asked shaking her head.
"It's quite alright my lady," he said smirking, "Now let's talk about your father."
Draco, feeling extremely annoyed had walked off in a huff to find someone to talk to. He found it when he bumped into good old Viktor Krum.
"Draco," Viktor said with only a hint of his ridiculous accent, "How the hell are you?"
"Krum," Draco greeted, "I'm well," he said, only then noticing the gorgeous girl Krum had walked away from, "Whose she? Did she go to Durmstang?"
(AN: Okay this next bit of conversation is from my FAVORITE book ever, if anyone can tell me what book it is, you win a guest spot in my fic. I'll give you a hint, it's from the 1950's and it was banned from schools for a long time, and the man character's last name is Caufield. It's taken directly from the book, good luck.)
"Hardly. She just arrived in this country a few months ago."
"She did? Where's she from?"
"She happens to be from Shanghai."
"No kidding! She's Chinese, for Chrissake?"
"Obviously."
"No kidding! Do you like that? Her being Chinese?"
"Obviously," Viktor answered getting rather annoyed. (A/N: That's where it ends... happy hunting...)
There was silence before Viktor spoke up again, "So you are marrying Herm- own-ninny?"
"It would appear to be that way Viktor."
At this Krum got very miffed, "Well I hope you are happy together," he growled out before storming off to his Shanghai Sugar.
Severus had been drinking the champagne, waiting for the vertariserum to kick in. He had given Lucius a bottle of nothing for Hermione and given himself the vertariserum, knowing that if he ousted himself to Rhiannon, she'd never be able to turn him in. He wasn't sure where Hermione's loyalties lied and refused to let her get herself killed by flipping her father the bird.
When after talking to Rhiannon for well over an hour and finding himself able to lie to her, it hit him that Hermione had the real vertariserum. All he could do was sit and hope she was loyal.
When Draco returned the effects of the vertariserum had worn off on her.
"Draco, love, I'm tired," she told him practically falling into his arms.
"Let's go to bed then love," he said silently picking her up and carrying her out unnoticed.
"Well Lucius," Tom said smiling, "What is the word on my daughter."
Lucius bowed, "My lord, you have nothing to fear from Hermione..."
Chapter 15 -- The Total Truth / Nothing to Fear
"Severus!" yelled Rhiannon excitedly, "How long has it been?" she asked walking over to him handing him a drink.
Snape had seen Narcissa and Rhiannon crossing the room a few minutes earlier. He had hoped to avoid both of them. Severus had been good friends with both of them when they had been in Hogwarts, Rhiannon a little more than Narcissa because she was always busy with her Quidditch practice and Lucius. Severus could almost laugh at how the Malfoys had been so in love back then as opposed to the way they acted now. He regreted his relationship with Rhiannon deeply, as it has been him that introduced her to Voldemort when he had become a death-eater. If it hadn't been for that, perhaps Hermione would have been his (AN: BLECK! Scary thought...). He shook his head free of all thought, because no doubt that the flute of champagne Rhiannon had handed him contained his 'vertariserum'.
Across the room, Lucius was snaking his way up to Hermione and Draco, carrying to glasses of champagne.
"Mister Malfoy," Hermione said, "What a pleasure it is to see you tonight."
"My dear," he said handing her the champagne, "If you are to marry my son, I insist you call me 'Father'," he said rather jovially much to Draco's dismay.
"What is this for father?" Draco asked a bit confused on why he wasn't receiving a glass.
"I'd like to talk to my future daughter-in-law in private for a few minutes, if you don't mind."
Now more than a bit confused, Draco mouthed that he would be back to Hermione, and walked off to find someone to talk to.
"A toast my lady!" Lucius announced, "To find your rightful parentage," they clang glasses and drank, "To your marriage to my son," they clang glasses and again drank, "To one day taking over the wizarding world," they clanged glasses a final time and finished the champagne.
"How do you feel my lady?" Lucius asked after taking a few seconds to let the potion settle in.
"To be perfectly honest I feel like someone is tearing apart my ovaries," Hermione's eyes widened as well as Lucius', "Why did I just tell you that?" she asked shaking her head.
"It's quite alright my lady," he said smirking, "Now let's talk about your father."
Draco, feeling extremely annoyed had walked off in a huff to find someone to talk to. He found it when he bumped into good old Viktor Krum.
"Draco," Viktor said with only a hint of his ridiculous accent, "How the hell are you?"
"Krum," Draco greeted, "I'm well," he said, only then noticing the gorgeous girl Krum had walked away from, "Whose she? Did she go to Durmstang?"
(AN: Okay this next bit of conversation is from my FAVORITE book ever, if anyone can tell me what book it is, you win a guest spot in my fic. I'll give you a hint, it's from the 1950's and it was banned from schools for a long time, and the man character's last name is Caufield. It's taken directly from the book, good luck.)
"Hardly. She just arrived in this country a few months ago."
"She did? Where's she from?"
"She happens to be from Shanghai."
"No kidding! She's Chinese, for Chrissake?"
"Obviously."
"No kidding! Do you like that? Her being Chinese?"
"Obviously," Viktor answered getting rather annoyed. (A/N: That's where it ends... happy hunting...)
There was silence before Viktor spoke up again, "So you are marrying Herm- own-ninny?"
"It would appear to be that way Viktor."
At this Krum got very miffed, "Well I hope you are happy together," he growled out before storming off to his Shanghai Sugar.
Severus had been drinking the champagne, waiting for the vertariserum to kick in. He had given Lucius a bottle of nothing for Hermione and given himself the vertariserum, knowing that if he ousted himself to Rhiannon, she'd never be able to turn him in. He wasn't sure where Hermione's loyalties lied and refused to let her get herself killed by flipping her father the bird.
When after talking to Rhiannon for well over an hour and finding himself able to lie to her, it hit him that Hermione had the real vertariserum. All he could do was sit and hope she was loyal.
When Draco returned the effects of the vertariserum had worn off on her.
"Draco, love, I'm tired," she told him practically falling into his arms.
"Let's go to bed then love," he said silently picking her up and carrying her out unnoticed.
"Well Lucius," Tom said smiling, "What is the word on my daughter."
Lucius bowed, "My lord, you have nothing to fear from Hermione..."