A/N SOrry I forgot the disclaimer in last chapter, so I'm putting it! Also I'm just gonna post everything I have so it will start to get smooth
Disclaimer: I own nothing from HP, or any other band or clothing line I might use! I don't even own Benji and Joel Madden from Good Charlotte, even though they might not be in the story for a while!
Hermione woke up in her own bed. She just had the strangest dreams. She looked around, and saw her mum there.
"Honey, you're awake. Let me get you some water. Accio water." She said whipping out a long nine inch redwood wand. "Baby, she's awake!" Her mother yelled.
Her father apperated in. She looked as if she was about to pass out, again.
"Don't Hermione. We had valid reasons to keep this from you. For one, your last name isn't Granger. It's Slytherin. I think that's enough information for you, now. We'll tell you before you go back to school." Her father said happily.
"Yes, that's enough dear. We have a conference in a couple of weeks with the Malfoys. The Daily Prophet will be present, so you need not worry about telling everyone. I believe their son Draco already knew. He just had to make you miserable for some reasons." Her mother said wearily. Then her father piped up.
"We're going to spend vacation with them soon, I believe. Quidditch World Cup, shopping, everything. Malfoys are dear friends. Oh yes I forgot something."
"Our names.." His wife reminded him wearily.
"Oh yes, yes, yes. Thomas and Suzy Slytherin. I'm no dentist. I'm Head of Magical Sports and Games, and your mother is Head of Magical Law Enforcement. Anything else?" He asked smiling widely.
"Her relationship to the Malfoys."
"Oh yes, treat them with respect. Pure blood lines are good. We expect you and Draco to be friends. What else.. Oh yes, no friends with anyone below you. That means no Mudblood or Muggle lovers for friends. Is that it?"
"Yes." She said.
Hermione meanwhile looked very, very pale. She looked at both of them hoping to see some trace of a smile telling them it was Joke On Hermione Day. None appeared.
"You're joking?" She asked them hopefully. His father frowned.
"Joking? Why would we joke?" He asked her. She looked at him.
"You can't be serious. The Malfoys? Lucius used to be in prison, because he was caught as a Deatheater in my fifth year."
"Yes, well he got released. The fools believed he wasn't working for Voldemort, or something. He said he was under Imperius."
"I'm supposed to hat Muggleborns when just earlier I thought I was one." Her father slowly nodded.
"Give her time. Would you like to get your mind off it? You can do whatever you want as long as you bring your wand." Her mother said.
Hermione thinking it was a good idea, got dressed, and apperated to the nearest place she knew was having a Wizard's party. She came in, and saw familiar and unfamiliar faces.
"Granger, or should I say Slytherin?" Someone said coming behind her to whisper it in her ear. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was.
"What do you want Malfoy?" She asked him not moving.
"So Tom and Suzy finally told you. Good then. Feels good not to have to bother a Pureblood I like. Only a matter of time before everyone knows. Also, might I compliment you on your wardrobe selection." He whispered.
She sighed, and turned around. Her eyes widened at the sight of him. He was wearing cargo shorts, and a camo shirt that did nothing to hide his muscles. His hair was no longer gelled back, but was put in soft spike, and some green color on the tips. His eyes were as intense as ever, even though they showed no emotion.
"I know I'm good looking, but staring won't help." He said sarcastically putting a smirk onto his face. She blushed slightly.
"Sorry." She said quietly.
"It's alright, besides you're hott yourself. If you paid enough attention you would see most guys staring at you." He said smirking even more. She blushed, again. "Care for a dance?"
She nodded as they were on the dance floor in no time. Suddenly a slow song came on. She looked at him awkwardly, as if questioning him. He simply put his hands on her waist. She followed suit by putting her hands on his shoulders.
After a couple of seconds, someone bumped into them, pushing them closer. Hermione started to back away, but Draco put his hands on her back. There was no space between them as Hermione put her hands around his neck.
Soon the song was over, and another came. It was a fast one, yet Hermione and Draco hadn't noticed.
"May I cut in?" Someone pushed in between Draco and Hermione.
"Finnigan, ever touch me again, and I will curse you to Venus." Draco said, moving away. "I'll talk you later, Hermione. If not then some time soon." He said walking into the crowd.
Hermione shot Seamus an angry look, but danced with him anyway.
"Hermione, what's with you and Malfoy? I mean.. He's Malfoy. Be careful, he hates Muggleborns." Seamus told her.
If only he knew. She nodded to him, not saying a word.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from HP, or any other band or clothing line I might use! I don't even own Benji and Joel Madden from Good Charlotte, even though they might not be in the story for a while!
Hermione woke up in her own bed. She just had the strangest dreams. She looked around, and saw her mum there.
"Honey, you're awake. Let me get you some water. Accio water." She said whipping out a long nine inch redwood wand. "Baby, she's awake!" Her mother yelled.
Her father apperated in. She looked as if she was about to pass out, again.
"Don't Hermione. We had valid reasons to keep this from you. For one, your last name isn't Granger. It's Slytherin. I think that's enough information for you, now. We'll tell you before you go back to school." Her father said happily.
"Yes, that's enough dear. We have a conference in a couple of weeks with the Malfoys. The Daily Prophet will be present, so you need not worry about telling everyone. I believe their son Draco already knew. He just had to make you miserable for some reasons." Her mother said wearily. Then her father piped up.
"We're going to spend vacation with them soon, I believe. Quidditch World Cup, shopping, everything. Malfoys are dear friends. Oh yes I forgot something."
"Our names.." His wife reminded him wearily.
"Oh yes, yes, yes. Thomas and Suzy Slytherin. I'm no dentist. I'm Head of Magical Sports and Games, and your mother is Head of Magical Law Enforcement. Anything else?" He asked smiling widely.
"Her relationship to the Malfoys."
"Oh yes, treat them with respect. Pure blood lines are good. We expect you and Draco to be friends. What else.. Oh yes, no friends with anyone below you. That means no Mudblood or Muggle lovers for friends. Is that it?"
"Yes." She said.
Hermione meanwhile looked very, very pale. She looked at both of them hoping to see some trace of a smile telling them it was Joke On Hermione Day. None appeared.
"You're joking?" She asked them hopefully. His father frowned.
"Joking? Why would we joke?" He asked her. She looked at him.
"You can't be serious. The Malfoys? Lucius used to be in prison, because he was caught as a Deatheater in my fifth year."
"Yes, well he got released. The fools believed he wasn't working for Voldemort, or something. He said he was under Imperius."
"I'm supposed to hat Muggleborns when just earlier I thought I was one." Her father slowly nodded.
"Give her time. Would you like to get your mind off it? You can do whatever you want as long as you bring your wand." Her mother said.
Hermione thinking it was a good idea, got dressed, and apperated to the nearest place she knew was having a Wizard's party. She came in, and saw familiar and unfamiliar faces.
"Granger, or should I say Slytherin?" Someone said coming behind her to whisper it in her ear. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was.
"What do you want Malfoy?" She asked him not moving.
"So Tom and Suzy finally told you. Good then. Feels good not to have to bother a Pureblood I like. Only a matter of time before everyone knows. Also, might I compliment you on your wardrobe selection." He whispered.
She sighed, and turned around. Her eyes widened at the sight of him. He was wearing cargo shorts, and a camo shirt that did nothing to hide his muscles. His hair was no longer gelled back, but was put in soft spike, and some green color on the tips. His eyes were as intense as ever, even though they showed no emotion.
"I know I'm good looking, but staring won't help." He said sarcastically putting a smirk onto his face. She blushed slightly.
"Sorry." She said quietly.
"It's alright, besides you're hott yourself. If you paid enough attention you would see most guys staring at you." He said smirking even more. She blushed, again. "Care for a dance?"
She nodded as they were on the dance floor in no time. Suddenly a slow song came on. She looked at him awkwardly, as if questioning him. He simply put his hands on her waist. She followed suit by putting her hands on his shoulders.
After a couple of seconds, someone bumped into them, pushing them closer. Hermione started to back away, but Draco put his hands on her back. There was no space between them as Hermione put her hands around his neck.
Soon the song was over, and another came. It was a fast one, yet Hermione and Draco hadn't noticed.
"May I cut in?" Someone pushed in between Draco and Hermione.
"Finnigan, ever touch me again, and I will curse you to Venus." Draco said, moving away. "I'll talk you later, Hermione. If not then some time soon." He said walking into the crowd.
Hermione shot Seamus an angry look, but danced with him anyway.
"Hermione, what's with you and Malfoy? I mean.. He's Malfoy. Be careful, he hates Muggleborns." Seamus told her.
If only he knew. She nodded to him, not saying a word.