Disclaimer: The usual drill-I don't own Harry Potter I only own Faith, the plot and the named first years well not really cause they're friends of mine but you know what I mean.
Chap 3
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Dumbledore led the pair through many twists and turns, pathways and passages until finally they arrived in front of a portrait where the subjects appeared to be "fooling around" (not naked though!). "is that ...." Draco started to say but Hermione finished the sentence for him, "us?"
"It appears to be so however the portrait's supposed to represent how the pair of you will be at the end of the year," Explained Dumbledore with a hint of amusement in his voice and that twinkle in his eyes.
What the fuck as if that'd ever happen thought Draco but then again there was mum's prediction. While Hermione was thinking other thoughts, wow we're really going at it I wonder if I will get together with Draco. He certainly is hot enough Hermione`s thoughts continued as she eyed his broad shoulders and chest through his robes.
"Keep dreaming Mudblood," Draco hissed into Hermione`s ear when he noticed her eyes were glazed over and looked at him lustfully.
Dumbledore must have finally gotten portrait Hermione and Draco`s attention because when the real Draco and Hermione looked back at the portrait they appeared to be straightening out their robes and fixing up their ruffled hair. The portrait Draco had regained his composure quicker then the little Hermione so he asked, "password?"
"Well what do you want Mudblood," Draco asked with feign (a.n. Fake) politeness. To which everybody else frowned upon even the little portrait Draco who said, " Draco as you're future self I'm telling you right now to grow the hell up and stop acting like such a prat to our beautiful Hermione!" At which both Hermione`s blushed prettily.
"What ever you want Mal-ferret," Hermione replied nonchalantly.
"je déteste le sang de boue," Draco said.(a.n. French for I hate mudbloods)
"I'm afraid that that password is forbidden Mr Malfoy," said Dumbledore with a glare that said Draco would be in a lot of trouble if he ever expressed his hate for muggle borns again.
"Fine how about amour impossible," Draco said in his drawling tone.
"That'll do," Dumbledore said before turning around and walking back to his office.
"I don't agree with the statement but it'll do," Hermione said with a sigh.
Why does he have to be so horrible and cold hearted I mean to not believe in love, thought Hermione sad that someone could be so callous. Did she actually thought that something could happen between us Draco thought to himself. Well she's certainly not the bucktoothed beaver with a bush for hair that she used to be, she's actually quite the little hottie, Draco thought while staring at her long legs which seemed to go on forever and her voluptuous breasts that caused her shirt to be stretched in that region.
"amour impossible," Hermione muttered under her breath and the portrait swung open. After Hermione and Draco had walked through and into their common room they looked around in awe even with the gorgeous Malfoy Manor he had to admit that it was amazing with all its interesting little gadgets.
" Wow look in here Draco," Hermione called from a room near the entrance.
"What did you just call me?"
"Malfoy"
"no you didn't you called me Draco." Draco said with a small smile.
"What ever just get you ferretty butt in here"
"coming"
" about time," Hermione stated as Draco sauntered into the room.
"wow Granger you took me away from the awesome living room to show me a library" Draco said in a bored tone however on the inside Draco was impressed with the vast amount of books in the room. Almost as many as father's library at the manor correction my library, Draco thought smugly now that he owned the entire Malfoy estate even though nobody knew except Pansy and Narcissa not even Faith.
"Come see the living room it is so amazing" Draco said
"sure"
Together Draco and Hermione walked into the living room with was decorated in rich reds and shimmering silver with a gorgeous love seat covered in a scarlet red velvet near a large bay window a huge three seater couch in front of a huge wide screen plasma TV and a killer sound system. Hermione jumped into the couch from behind it and flipped through the channels and was ecstatic to find it was also had cable.
"This is so sweet! Muggle things aren't supposed to work at Hogwarts," Hermione said excitedly.
"Let's look at the bedrooms," Draco said just as Hermione settled down to watch MTV`s Dumbass.
"Whatever," Hermione said with a heaving sigh not noticing how draco was staring at her chest as she sighed.
The first bedroom was obviously Draco`s as it was decorated in a deep blue and the ceiling was enchanted to show the night sky similar to the Great Hall. In the middle of the room there was a king size sleigh bed and near the door there was a desk with a small shelf above it. One entire wall was made up of French doors that lead to his balcony. They walked through stopping only for Draco to test the bed which apparently meet his approval cause he immediately said it was like heaven on earth. Finally they came to a second door which must have been the bathroom.
"Oh" was all Hermione and after walking into the bathroom Draco could see why it was smaller then the prefects bathroom but ten times more impressive. The entire ceiling was a mural of mermaids and mermen it was the most enchanting thing Hermione had every scene.
"Hey where do you reckon this door leads to?" Draco asked.
"My room probably. Come on," Hermione said leading the way.
Hermione`s bedroom was just as impressive as Draco`s except that hers was feminine while Malfoy`s was masculine. The layout was exactly like Draco`s except the ceiling was enchanted to show the sky in the daytime with the clouds strolling by in a lulling manner. Baby Pinks replaced the blue and instead of a sleigh bed Hermione`s was an old fashioned wrought iron bed covered with pretty pink cashmere throws. Slowly they turned back and walked back into the living room and sat on the couch only to see the last few minutes of Dumbass.
Draco was laughing so hard that he actually had tears rolling down his cheeks. "So these muggles actually go out and do all this stuff to themselves? Oh my lord I know you muggles were stupid but I had no idea!" Draco said between chuckles.
"No," Said Hermione sternly, "muggles are not that stupid these guys are just a couple of dumbasses that do this for money and so everyone else gets a laugh out of it."
"oh"
"And while we're talking I think we should call a truce no mudblood or degrading remarks about muggles or muggle borns," Hermione said
"fine but no Mal-ferret or reference to ferrets at all and call me Draco cause I want no reminder of Lucius"
"OK then Draco but you have to call me Hermione"
"OK then"
With that Draco let out a huge yawn and said, "wow I'm beat I'll be going to bed now g'night Hermie"
I wonder how she'll react to that, Draco thought with a small smirk on his face.
"Yeah whatever night oh and don't call me Hermie," Hermione said with a small wave because she was to engrossed in the new Weird Sister's film clip on The Witches Channel.
*Yawn* wow I'm beat too I`ll have a shower then go to bed, Hermione thought to herself.
Slowly she plodded off to her bedroom changed into her bathrobe and went off to the bathroom. She opened the door and saw Draco standing there wearing nothing but his dragon boxers. (a.n eye candy for some of you out there.)Oh my what happened to him, Hermione wondered. Just then Draco turned around and she was suddenly aware of what she was wearing only her underwear and a tiny satin robe that only covered her to her upper thigh. Draco just stared for a moment then yelled, "Get out Granger!"
Hermione ran out into her bedroom but then walked out into the living room to get into Draco`s bedroom so she could demand an answer as to how he got all the hex marks and long thin scars that covered his back. The network of scars was so intense that they all just criss-crossed each other. A couple of moments later she heard the shower turn off and Draco stepped into the bedroom wearing his boxers with his hair all wet and it hung loosely in his face flopping into one of his silver eyes. "What the hell do you want Hermione," He demanded.
" I just want to know who did this to you,"
"Believe me you don't"
"Yes I do"
"Fine you want to know so bad I got them playing quidditch and from duelling" Draco lied coolly not wanting everyone to know his abusive childhood.
"That's bullocks and you know it"
"No I don't why don't you tell me how I got them if you know so much"
"Argh" Hermione yelled out in frustration until inspiration hit. I`ll just ask Faith, Hermione thought. She then turned on her heel and ran as fast as she could to the Gryffindor Tower.
The Fat Lady had let Hermione in even though she didn't know the password and was currently on a couch talking to Faith. She sat dead still as Faith poured out the horrific details of Draco`s childhood. Faith had conflicting feelings part of her was jumping for joy that someone cared about her brother despite his attitude but part of her felt guilty for telling Hermione Draco`s biggest secret. A secret Pansy didn't even know of. A secret Pansy only could suspect.
"I gotta go Faith. Sorry but I`ll see you tomorrow I promise," Hermione said while tripping over her own feet in her haste to get back to Draco.
Mum's right again, Faith thought with a gentle smile her big brother will find happiness after 17 long and painful years. And Faith could never be happier for him.
Draco was just dozing off to sleep when he felt a heavy wait drop on him like someone had flung themselves at him. Slowly he opened his eyes to see Hermione clinging to him like she thought he'd vanish and tears filling her cinnamon eyes threatening to fall and when he wrapped his arms around her fragile frame she burst into huge racking sobs her whole body heaving with every sob. "shhhh it's OK his dead now he can't hurt anyone," Draco murmured into her ear comfortingly already knowing faith told Hermione about lucius.
"But how could someone do that to their own son their own flesh and blood?" Hermione wondered out loud.
"I don't know but he was a death eater and they don't care about anyone but Voldemort not even themselves," Draco explained as best he could, "I`ll never forgive him but he was my father so I doubt that I`d ever hate him."
"I hate him. I hate enough for the both of us!" Hermione declared.
Draco chuckled slightly at her declaration of hate for Lucius. And he pulled her down so that they were laying on the bed. He said to Hermione, "Get some sleep mione I`ll tell you the stuff Faith doesn't know."
"You mean there's more. What a minute I can't sleep here this is your room," Hermione protested but she was too incredulous that there was more to the horror story that was Draco`s childhood to voice her objections properly.
"You don't know the half of it mione," Draco said softly when he saw that she had already fallen asleep despite her feeble protests that it was his bed.
Hermione snuggled closer to Draco so now her entire body was pressed up against his. Draco ignored his body's response to her presence in the bed and forced himself to go to sleep.
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well until next time on enemies make the best lovers.