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1.1 Chapter 2: The Minister of Magic and the owner of Flourish and Blotts
~*~*~*~*~*Draco's POV*~*~*~*~*~
As I lie awake in my bed, waiting for the sun to rise. I've been thinking of what happened in the past. It's been 4 years since I graduated from Hogwarts. A time when I was about to be initiated as a deatheater in Rome. Much to my delight, the Dark Lord was once and for all vanquished in this world. And it was Potter who defeated him, again. It was just his bad day that he died. Even though I hate him, I don't like him to die. But before he did, I thanked him for saving me. That I am not a deatheater. No deathmark burnt on my skin. No trouble left for me. I also thanked him that he killed Voldemort and sent all deatheaters in Azkaban, including my father. My innocence was proven.
After 2 years of leaving in peace, the Minister, Mr. Fudge was inflicted by an incurable disease. He was forced to resign. Prof. Dumbledore didn't want to be the Minister. So, he chose me to be the Minister. I accepted it because I wanted to prove that even if I am at the young age of 20, I can handle the wizarding world in London. Until now, no strange things happened in connection to Voldemort. It peaceful now. All dark forces have decreased. Everyone is happy except me. Someone is missing……….the Dream team. Harry Potter is dead. Ron Weasley is in Romania with his brother. And Hermione, in the muggle world. I think she won't come back.
It's 6:00 am. I woke up and took a shower. Changed to decent clothes for work and went to the dinning room for breakfast. The house elf came in and handed me the Daily Prophet. "Thank you" "Your very welcome, sir." he said and left. I read the frontpage:
2 FLOURISH & BLOTTS, OPENED AGAIN
The Flourish and Blotts was closed 2 weeks ago due to
robbery and bankruptcy. The owner sold it to a witch
about 20 years of age. She's a new face in town. Her
identity is kept as she didn't want her name in the
paper. All we know is that she is a book lover.
The ex-owner was happy that someone was interested
so much in books. "The young lady offered to let me
work I in the shop if I wanted to. I couldn't resist.
She saved the shop by buying it when she heard
that it will be demolished. in a few days." He said
to us happily.
So, Flourish and Blotts is opened again. The robbers stole all the money and got 5 books about Dark Arts according to the ex-owner. But if Hermione is the owner, she'd rather want all the money gone than the books. Something went in my mind.
"It must be her. A witch about 20 years of age…..book lover…..new face in town…..and interested in books." I mumbled to myself.
I went to my office and went off to work. My house elf knocked. "Who is it?"
"It is I, sir" she replied.
"Come in."
"Me tell your appointments, sir?" I nodded. "As Minister, you visit new owner of Flourish and Blotts this afternoon for certificate of ownership."
"Thank you. You may go." I told her. I'm excited to meet this witch assuming that it is Hermione. I went to work after a couple of minutes thinking about the times we were together. Maybe those things will come back if it is her then.
As I work on my papers, I can't stop myself trying to laugh and smile on the thing running through my mind. Hermione and me when we first kissed. Hermione and me watching the giant squid by the lake. Hemione and me watching the stars at night tirelessly. And Hermione and me sneaking out of our dormitories just to snog and tell some stories or experiences in the past. But I thought that those things happened in the past. I have to learn from my mistake…. of leaving her and being taken over by fear. I, too, suffered.
~*~*~*~*~*Hermione's POV*~*~*~*~*~
Wow. After 4 years in the muggle world, here I am, again. It's good to be back. I now rent a room in Leaky Cauldron for I have not found a house and lot being sold here. Upon my come back, many were shocked. I think they don't recognize Hermione Granger anymore.
Two days ago, I heard that Flourish and Blotts was closed. That day, I planned to buy some reading materials. The bookshop was robbed 2 weeks ago. It is to be demolished 3 days from now. But that won't happen anymore. I bought it yesterday because the owner was selling the space. I offered to let him work in the bookshop still. He told me he'd look for another work but I insistent.
I went to the Burrow this morning. They were happy to see me. Ron was in Romania with Charlie. He wanted to take care of dragons.
"What made you come back, Hermione? I know you said you wouldn't come back. It's not that I don't want to but why all of a sudden?" Mrs. Weasley told me.
"Well, my mother died 2 years ago. My father grieved that time. I thought he wouldn't marry again. He introduced me to a single woman who had 2 daughters older than me. They were married a month ago. The family didn't work out. I told my father that I couldn't get along with my stepmother's daughters but he me said that maybe I'm not just used to having sisters. I couldn't take it anymore so I came back. I got all my money, clothes, things and inheritance from my mother."
"We're sorry for your mother, dear. Wait here. I'll go and get some tea." Mrs. Weasley feeling really sorry for my mom.
"So, where are you living?" asked Ginny
"For now I rent a room in Leaky Cauldron. I plan to buy a house if ever I see some advertises around."
"Your not yet married, aren't you?"
"Not yet, Ginny. I still have no plans."
"Come on, Hermione. You're old enough to marry."
"I'm sorry but I haven't told you this yet. Draco Malfoy and me was once a couple. Our last night in Hogwarts was a bit terrible. We broke up and that's the reason I left." I whispered so Mrs. Weasley won't hear.
"You're lucky. You're his last girlfriend. After the Dark Lord's downfall, he didn't marry."
"Ginny, let's forget about okay? I want a new life."
"Okay."
After having tea with the Weasleys I said goodbye and left. I need to fix some papers at Flourish and Blotts. I plan to finish it earlier. I still am the bookworm. I want to read some books I haven't read before.
I heard that Draco is the new Minister of Magic. Mr. Fudge was sick and unabled. Prof. Dumbledore was the one who suggested that Draco is to be the Minister. I hear some people tell that nothing strange happened in the time of his reign. He is really good in politics. He hasn't married yet. I don't love him anymore. I used all my time in working, trying to forget him. I don't want to waste all the energy I used to do that.
It was 3:00 pm when I finished my work. I went to the reading room. Well that's what I call it. It was once an empty room. But after some spell enchanting, the room was elegant. A couple of chairs, a lovely carpet, a fireplace, small tables and a shelf full of books.
I got a book from the shelf and sat down. It's a new one. All about 'The Final Downfall of the Dark Lord'.
~*~*~*~*~*Draco's POV*~*~*~*~*~
It was 3:00 pm. I finished my work. I apparated to Flourish and Blotts. I saw the ex-owner and I asked him about the new owner. He told me that she is in the reading room. I entered the room and forgot to knock thinking it's my office. The doors have the same designs. I opened the door. The room was so beautiful. A great interior designer is all that could fix a room like this.
At a corner, I saw the witch. I can't see her face, just her back.
"Good afternoon, Madame" I greeted.
~*~*~*~*~*Hermione's POV*~*~*~*~*~
I was shocked to hear someone talk inside the room. I tried to regain my composure. I stood up to face him.
"Same to you. May I know…..Draco?"
"Just as I thought. It's you, Hermione."
"Still blonde aren't you, ferret boy?"
"What?"
"If you need the papers of the shop, ask my friend outside. Now, if you please excuse, I want to go home. Goodbye, Mr. Malfoy." I said and left him alone in the room.
He stood there. I left him just like how he left me. I can't hide the anger inside me. I didn't want to insult him like that. But all my feelings for him are gone.
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1.1 Chapter 2: The Minister of Magic and the owner of Flourish and Blotts
~*~*~*~*~*Draco's POV*~*~*~*~*~
As I lie awake in my bed, waiting for the sun to rise. I've been thinking of what happened in the past. It's been 4 years since I graduated from Hogwarts. A time when I was about to be initiated as a deatheater in Rome. Much to my delight, the Dark Lord was once and for all vanquished in this world. And it was Potter who defeated him, again. It was just his bad day that he died. Even though I hate him, I don't like him to die. But before he did, I thanked him for saving me. That I am not a deatheater. No deathmark burnt on my skin. No trouble left for me. I also thanked him that he killed Voldemort and sent all deatheaters in Azkaban, including my father. My innocence was proven.
After 2 years of leaving in peace, the Minister, Mr. Fudge was inflicted by an incurable disease. He was forced to resign. Prof. Dumbledore didn't want to be the Minister. So, he chose me to be the Minister. I accepted it because I wanted to prove that even if I am at the young age of 20, I can handle the wizarding world in London. Until now, no strange things happened in connection to Voldemort. It peaceful now. All dark forces have decreased. Everyone is happy except me. Someone is missing……….the Dream team. Harry Potter is dead. Ron Weasley is in Romania with his brother. And Hermione, in the muggle world. I think she won't come back.
It's 6:00 am. I woke up and took a shower. Changed to decent clothes for work and went to the dinning room for breakfast. The house elf came in and handed me the Daily Prophet. "Thank you" "Your very welcome, sir." he said and left. I read the frontpage:
2 FLOURISH & BLOTTS, OPENED AGAIN
The Flourish and Blotts was closed 2 weeks ago due to
robbery and bankruptcy. The owner sold it to a witch
about 20 years of age. She's a new face in town. Her
identity is kept as she didn't want her name in the
paper. All we know is that she is a book lover.
The ex-owner was happy that someone was interested
so much in books. "The young lady offered to let me
work I in the shop if I wanted to. I couldn't resist.
She saved the shop by buying it when she heard
that it will be demolished. in a few days." He said
to us happily.
So, Flourish and Blotts is opened again. The robbers stole all the money and got 5 books about Dark Arts according to the ex-owner. But if Hermione is the owner, she'd rather want all the money gone than the books. Something went in my mind.
"It must be her. A witch about 20 years of age…..book lover…..new face in town…..and interested in books." I mumbled to myself.
I went to my office and went off to work. My house elf knocked. "Who is it?"
"It is I, sir" she replied.
"Come in."
"Me tell your appointments, sir?" I nodded. "As Minister, you visit new owner of Flourish and Blotts this afternoon for certificate of ownership."
"Thank you. You may go." I told her. I'm excited to meet this witch assuming that it is Hermione. I went to work after a couple of minutes thinking about the times we were together. Maybe those things will come back if it is her then.
As I work on my papers, I can't stop myself trying to laugh and smile on the thing running through my mind. Hermione and me when we first kissed. Hermione and me watching the giant squid by the lake. Hemione and me watching the stars at night tirelessly. And Hermione and me sneaking out of our dormitories just to snog and tell some stories or experiences in the past. But I thought that those things happened in the past. I have to learn from my mistake…. of leaving her and being taken over by fear. I, too, suffered.
~*~*~*~*~*Hermione's POV*~*~*~*~*~
Wow. After 4 years in the muggle world, here I am, again. It's good to be back. I now rent a room in Leaky Cauldron for I have not found a house and lot being sold here. Upon my come back, many were shocked. I think they don't recognize Hermione Granger anymore.
Two days ago, I heard that Flourish and Blotts was closed. That day, I planned to buy some reading materials. The bookshop was robbed 2 weeks ago. It is to be demolished 3 days from now. But that won't happen anymore. I bought it yesterday because the owner was selling the space. I offered to let him work in the bookshop still. He told me he'd look for another work but I insistent.
I went to the Burrow this morning. They were happy to see me. Ron was in Romania with Charlie. He wanted to take care of dragons.
"What made you come back, Hermione? I know you said you wouldn't come back. It's not that I don't want to but why all of a sudden?" Mrs. Weasley told me.
"Well, my mother died 2 years ago. My father grieved that time. I thought he wouldn't marry again. He introduced me to a single woman who had 2 daughters older than me. They were married a month ago. The family didn't work out. I told my father that I couldn't get along with my stepmother's daughters but he me said that maybe I'm not just used to having sisters. I couldn't take it anymore so I came back. I got all my money, clothes, things and inheritance from my mother."
"We're sorry for your mother, dear. Wait here. I'll go and get some tea." Mrs. Weasley feeling really sorry for my mom.
"So, where are you living?" asked Ginny
"For now I rent a room in Leaky Cauldron. I plan to buy a house if ever I see some advertises around."
"Your not yet married, aren't you?"
"Not yet, Ginny. I still have no plans."
"Come on, Hermione. You're old enough to marry."
"I'm sorry but I haven't told you this yet. Draco Malfoy and me was once a couple. Our last night in Hogwarts was a bit terrible. We broke up and that's the reason I left." I whispered so Mrs. Weasley won't hear.
"You're lucky. You're his last girlfriend. After the Dark Lord's downfall, he didn't marry."
"Ginny, let's forget about okay? I want a new life."
"Okay."
After having tea with the Weasleys I said goodbye and left. I need to fix some papers at Flourish and Blotts. I plan to finish it earlier. I still am the bookworm. I want to read some books I haven't read before.
I heard that Draco is the new Minister of Magic. Mr. Fudge was sick and unabled. Prof. Dumbledore was the one who suggested that Draco is to be the Minister. I hear some people tell that nothing strange happened in the time of his reign. He is really good in politics. He hasn't married yet. I don't love him anymore. I used all my time in working, trying to forget him. I don't want to waste all the energy I used to do that.
It was 3:00 pm when I finished my work. I went to the reading room. Well that's what I call it. It was once an empty room. But after some spell enchanting, the room was elegant. A couple of chairs, a lovely carpet, a fireplace, small tables and a shelf full of books.
I got a book from the shelf and sat down. It's a new one. All about 'The Final Downfall of the Dark Lord'.
~*~*~*~*~*Draco's POV*~*~*~*~*~
It was 3:00 pm. I finished my work. I apparated to Flourish and Blotts. I saw the ex-owner and I asked him about the new owner. He told me that she is in the reading room. I entered the room and forgot to knock thinking it's my office. The doors have the same designs. I opened the door. The room was so beautiful. A great interior designer is all that could fix a room like this.
At a corner, I saw the witch. I can't see her face, just her back.
"Good afternoon, Madame" I greeted.
~*~*~*~*~*Hermione's POV*~*~*~*~*~
I was shocked to hear someone talk inside the room. I tried to regain my composure. I stood up to face him.
"Same to you. May I know…..Draco?"
"Just as I thought. It's you, Hermione."
"Still blonde aren't you, ferret boy?"
"What?"
"If you need the papers of the shop, ask my friend outside. Now, if you please excuse, I want to go home. Goodbye, Mr. Malfoy." I said and left him alone in the room.
He stood there. I left him just like how he left me. I can't hide the anger inside me. I didn't want to insult him like that. But all my feelings for him are gone.
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