AN~ Sorry it took so long for me to update... again, and that this
chapter is short... my brain has died and gone to Brain Heaven. I've been
drooling over pictures of Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom as Captain Jack
Sparrow and Will Turner in Pirates of the Caribbean!!!... For those of you
who don't know.... Anyways: MIA!!!! YOU WILL NOT TAKE JACK AND JIM FROM
ME!!!! Here's chapter ten...
*~* Evanescent Enchantment *~*
*~*~* Chapter Ten: Jane's Secret Past *~*~*
"Mum? Are you okay? What's wrong?" Hermione asked, concerned.
"Jane, I think it's time you tell her who you really are. She has a right to know..." Hermione's father said cautiously to her mother.
"Maybe I should leave..." Draco said, starting to stand up.
"No. You're involved in this too. Stay," Jane said, shaking like a leaf.
"Mum... What have you been hiding from me my whole life?"
"Oh, Mione, I didn't want to tell you. I didn't want you to be ashamed of me," Jane stammered.
"Just tell me."
"Alright... It starts when I turned eleven. My twin sister, Erica, you're aunt that was killed, she was a witch. My parents were a witch and wizard, but they were also killed. I knew my sister went to Hogwarts, and I was expecting to go there too. But I never got my letter. I never got in..." Jane explained.
"So... You're a Squib?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Yes."
"That still doesn't explain how you know Draco's mother."
"My sister, Erica, was in Slytherin. She had her usual clique of friends, but she only had one friend over at the house... ever. Her name was Narcissa Black," she said, nodding to Draco. "They were best friends. Erica was a typical close sister to me. She didn't look down on me because I wasn't like her, or she didn't make fun of me, and neither did Narcissa. We were all really close...
"After their seventh year at Hogwarts, we weren't as close. Narcissa still came over sometimes, but mostly when she did, she had her boyfriend, Lucius Malfoy, with her. Lucius couldn't stand me. Not because of me, but because I was a Squib. Erica hated Lucius, but didn't tell Narcissa, and Narcissa was head-over-heals in love with Lucius, which actually explains a lot, but she was still friendly with me, which drove him crazy," she continued.
"So that's why," Draco interrupted.
"I guess you can tell that Erica wasn't the prototype for a Slytherin. She was the only good witch to come out of Slytherin. But one day Lucius said something to me, and Erica stood up for me, and he killed her. Then Narcissa said something to him, but he wouldn't kill his fiancée. So instead, he just smacked her,"
"Oh my God!" Hermione yelped.
"That bastard!" Draco shouted. "Oh... Sorry..."
"Quite alright... Anyways... Then he stormed out of the house, and I went to check on Narcissa, but she wouldn't let me come near her. I asked her why, and she said that he hits her all the time, and there was noting that she or I could do about it. No one would believe us. But, that night, someone broke into our house and killed my parents, and to this day, I still believe that it was Lucius. I'll never forgive him for what he did to my family. But I won't be prejudice about you, Draco. I've only heard great things about you from Hermione," she added.
Hermione gasped, blushed, and hid her face from Draco, who in turn flashed a huge smile in her direction, then turned to Hermione's mother and said, "I used to be like my father, until I realized what asses the Death Eaters are. Then I realized who I was in love with..." his voice trailed, while his eyes were locked with Hermione's.
"Mum? Dad? May I be excused?" she asked hopefully.
"Sure, dear. Oh, Hermione, I forgot about it until now," her Dad said. "Your friend Elizabeth is in the hospital. She was in a car accident. I'm sorry," he added with sympathy.
After hearing those words, Hermione grabbed her purse and ran out the front door in the direction of the hospital.
Draco grabbed his jacket and ran after her, but could not see which way she had gone. So running back to the Granger house, he received directions from Mr. Granger, and high tailed it to St. Bloom Hospital not far from the house.
In about two minutes of his running in which he paced himself, he caught up to Hermione, who was bending over, out of breath.
"Hey. Thought you might want a jacket," Draco said, draping his jacket over her shoulders.
She looked up at him, and out of breath, she managed to mutter, "Thanks."
"Come on, let's go," Draco said, helping her up and wrapping his arm around her as they walked to the hospital.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco and Hermione spent the second day of vacation in "their" room, doing homework and listening to music. When "Don't Wanna Try" by Frankie J came on the radio, Hermione made Draco shut up and turned the volume up.
"I love this song," she said, with half a smile. "Yet, I hate it."
"Why do you hate it?" Draco asked.
"Because it reminds me of Dan. I just can't listen to it, but I love it. I'll suffer," she stammered.
"I thought you were past Dan?" he asked again.
"Well... I thought I was... Until I came back home... But it helps to have you here," she reassured him.
"Would an early Christmas present make you happy?" he questioned, digging through his trunk.
"Present? You got me a present?" she asked excitedly in return.
"You think I only got you one present? What kind of boyfriend would I be if I only bought you one?" he asked playfully.
"A horrible one," she said, smiling.
"Where is it?" he asked himself angrily.
"Where is what, Draco?"
"Your present! I can't find it!"
"Don't worry about it, give it to me when you find it," she said, dismissing the problem.
"No, I have to give this to you now, but I can't find it!"
"Well, you keep looking for it and I'm going to go make lunch," she said, leaving her bedroom.
'God, where is it?' he thought hotly. During his rummaging in which he was searching for his gift for Hermione, his hand hit something cold. Grabbing it, he pulled it out from underneath some robes. It was his potion flask, containing a dose of Evanescent Enchantment. Carrying it to the bathroom, he opened the container, and dumped the red tinted clear liquid down the drain. 'There. Now I can't hurt Hermione... unintentionally anyways.'
Going down to the kitchen, he decided that he had to go get it.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Hermione asked upon his entry.
"No. I have to go get it, and I want you to go with me," he said.
"Okay. Sure. Where do we have to go and when?" she asked.
"Mione... We have to go to my house... Now."
AN: See... I told you it'd be short... Sorry... I have a new love... actually... I'm just not going to tell you... anyways, review, and I'll write more. I already know what the next chap's gonna be about... ttyl ~ Dangles ~
*~* Evanescent Enchantment *~*
*~*~* Chapter Ten: Jane's Secret Past *~*~*
"Mum? Are you okay? What's wrong?" Hermione asked, concerned.
"Jane, I think it's time you tell her who you really are. She has a right to know..." Hermione's father said cautiously to her mother.
"Maybe I should leave..." Draco said, starting to stand up.
"No. You're involved in this too. Stay," Jane said, shaking like a leaf.
"Mum... What have you been hiding from me my whole life?"
"Oh, Mione, I didn't want to tell you. I didn't want you to be ashamed of me," Jane stammered.
"Just tell me."
"Alright... It starts when I turned eleven. My twin sister, Erica, you're aunt that was killed, she was a witch. My parents were a witch and wizard, but they were also killed. I knew my sister went to Hogwarts, and I was expecting to go there too. But I never got my letter. I never got in..." Jane explained.
"So... You're a Squib?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Yes."
"That still doesn't explain how you know Draco's mother."
"My sister, Erica, was in Slytherin. She had her usual clique of friends, but she only had one friend over at the house... ever. Her name was Narcissa Black," she said, nodding to Draco. "They were best friends. Erica was a typical close sister to me. She didn't look down on me because I wasn't like her, or she didn't make fun of me, and neither did Narcissa. We were all really close...
"After their seventh year at Hogwarts, we weren't as close. Narcissa still came over sometimes, but mostly when she did, she had her boyfriend, Lucius Malfoy, with her. Lucius couldn't stand me. Not because of me, but because I was a Squib. Erica hated Lucius, but didn't tell Narcissa, and Narcissa was head-over-heals in love with Lucius, which actually explains a lot, but she was still friendly with me, which drove him crazy," she continued.
"So that's why," Draco interrupted.
"I guess you can tell that Erica wasn't the prototype for a Slytherin. She was the only good witch to come out of Slytherin. But one day Lucius said something to me, and Erica stood up for me, and he killed her. Then Narcissa said something to him, but he wouldn't kill his fiancée. So instead, he just smacked her,"
"Oh my God!" Hermione yelped.
"That bastard!" Draco shouted. "Oh... Sorry..."
"Quite alright... Anyways... Then he stormed out of the house, and I went to check on Narcissa, but she wouldn't let me come near her. I asked her why, and she said that he hits her all the time, and there was noting that she or I could do about it. No one would believe us. But, that night, someone broke into our house and killed my parents, and to this day, I still believe that it was Lucius. I'll never forgive him for what he did to my family. But I won't be prejudice about you, Draco. I've only heard great things about you from Hermione," she added.
Hermione gasped, blushed, and hid her face from Draco, who in turn flashed a huge smile in her direction, then turned to Hermione's mother and said, "I used to be like my father, until I realized what asses the Death Eaters are. Then I realized who I was in love with..." his voice trailed, while his eyes were locked with Hermione's.
"Mum? Dad? May I be excused?" she asked hopefully.
"Sure, dear. Oh, Hermione, I forgot about it until now," her Dad said. "Your friend Elizabeth is in the hospital. She was in a car accident. I'm sorry," he added with sympathy.
After hearing those words, Hermione grabbed her purse and ran out the front door in the direction of the hospital.
Draco grabbed his jacket and ran after her, but could not see which way she had gone. So running back to the Granger house, he received directions from Mr. Granger, and high tailed it to St. Bloom Hospital not far from the house.
In about two minutes of his running in which he paced himself, he caught up to Hermione, who was bending over, out of breath.
"Hey. Thought you might want a jacket," Draco said, draping his jacket over her shoulders.
She looked up at him, and out of breath, she managed to mutter, "Thanks."
"Come on, let's go," Draco said, helping her up and wrapping his arm around her as they walked to the hospital.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco and Hermione spent the second day of vacation in "their" room, doing homework and listening to music. When "Don't Wanna Try" by Frankie J came on the radio, Hermione made Draco shut up and turned the volume up.
"I love this song," she said, with half a smile. "Yet, I hate it."
"Why do you hate it?" Draco asked.
"Because it reminds me of Dan. I just can't listen to it, but I love it. I'll suffer," she stammered.
"I thought you were past Dan?" he asked again.
"Well... I thought I was... Until I came back home... But it helps to have you here," she reassured him.
"Would an early Christmas present make you happy?" he questioned, digging through his trunk.
"Present? You got me a present?" she asked excitedly in return.
"You think I only got you one present? What kind of boyfriend would I be if I only bought you one?" he asked playfully.
"A horrible one," she said, smiling.
"Where is it?" he asked himself angrily.
"Where is what, Draco?"
"Your present! I can't find it!"
"Don't worry about it, give it to me when you find it," she said, dismissing the problem.
"No, I have to give this to you now, but I can't find it!"
"Well, you keep looking for it and I'm going to go make lunch," she said, leaving her bedroom.
'God, where is it?' he thought hotly. During his rummaging in which he was searching for his gift for Hermione, his hand hit something cold. Grabbing it, he pulled it out from underneath some robes. It was his potion flask, containing a dose of Evanescent Enchantment. Carrying it to the bathroom, he opened the container, and dumped the red tinted clear liquid down the drain. 'There. Now I can't hurt Hermione... unintentionally anyways.'
Going down to the kitchen, he decided that he had to go get it.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Hermione asked upon his entry.
"No. I have to go get it, and I want you to go with me," he said.
"Okay. Sure. Where do we have to go and when?" she asked.
"Mione... We have to go to my house... Now."
AN: See... I told you it'd be short... Sorry... I have a new love... actually... I'm just not going to tell you... anyways, review, and I'll write more. I already know what the next chap's gonna be about... ttyl ~ Dangles ~