Author's note: Remember about Ron, he was supposed to be an auror but after
Harry's death he went to Romania with Charlie? Well, he went there because
he needed time out.
Little girl in green uniform – Don't worry. Hermione will love Draco forever. Thank you
Jamie Girl – Thank you for the encouragement
Daya – Don't get upset about Harry. Believe me, Hermione's a powerful witch.Got it? Thank you
Whatever22 – I won't stop writing this story until it really is meant to end. And that's a happy ending. And please don't call me dudette. Thank you
Love child – Thank you for the encouragement
Michee – Thank you for correcting me about the last part of chapter 3. I really appreciate people like you.
To any one I forgot to thank, THANK YOU!
Chapter 3
The Conversation and the Damsel in Distress
~*~*~*~*~*Hermione's POV*~*~*~*~*~
A few days after that incident with Draco, he didn't bother me anymore. That's because I avoid him most of the time. When I see him around I leave. Sometimes I just stay inside my bookshop and read and read and read. I don't know why. Maybe I still love him. Ugh. What am I thinking of?
I saw an ad this morning about a house sold in Knockturn Alley. I heard Ron once said that most of the people who leave there were families of deatheaters. But when I consulted Ginny, she said that it was okay now. After all, Voldemort's gone. I plan to visit the house this afternoon.
As I walked to Flourish and Blotts, I kept on thinking about my Apparition test. I just took it 3 days ago. I can't wait to apparate and disapparate. It's so hard walking all the time while seeing people just a second they're here, then, they're gone. Or when you're somewhere that you're alone, after a second, someone is beside you. Two more days before I can get my results. I'm so exci…..
"Ouch!" Did I just bumped into something hard or what? I stood up. I mean someone. Draco Malfoy that is.
"Are you okay? I think you bumped too hard on me. You're absent- minded, aren't you? Better watch where you're going." He said to me with a bit of a laugh.
"I'm sorry. And you've got the nerve to laugh." I said, then I left.
When I came in the shop, there were many costumers. It's July so many students, mostly from Hogwarts will buy books. I helped Mr. Smith (the ex- owner) in selling. After 3 hours of restless work, Mr. Smith told me to take a rest. I'm glad he did. At least I'll have some time to rest before Ginny comes. I ask her to accompany me to Knockturn Alley to see the house. She said she has a busy schedule until 6 pm. It's a bit late but I have to see the house not later than tomorrow because of my hectic business. Anyway, it just about now that Ginny might show up.
"Hi, Hermione. Did you wait too long?" she said.
"Not really. I was just resting a bit." I replied
As we walked to Knockturn Alley, I had this feeling of guilt. Just because of me, Ginny has to walk.
"I'm sorry for letting you walk, Ginny."
"That's okay. I missed walking on my feet, you know."
Right after that, we didn't talk until we reached the place. It was beautiful. It's not so big but it's enough for me. The owner said that the house was newly built. They want to sell it because they just planned to go to Paris. I asked if someone could check the house if there are curses and stuff. It was finished at about 8 pm. Ginny left a couple of hours ago. She said she has this dinner meeting with the Ministry of Magic.
We were about to leave when I peeked outside the terrace. The view at night is so beautiful. There was this house that can be seen from the terrace.
"Madame, who owns that house over there?" I asked pointing it.
"That's the Malfoy Manor owned by the young Minister, Draco Malfoy. Is there something wrong with it?"
"None at all. It's just that…it's a nice view from here."
"So, when will you move, Miss Granger?"
"As soon as possible."
"Well then, good night." She said as she left. I smiled at her.
I looked at the manor for the last time and left. The way out of Knockturn Alley is a bit dark. There are no streetlights in this road. Maybe because this place is a bit deserted. But I'll get used to it later.
Footsteps. I hear footsteps coming nearer. I looked backed but no one was there.
"Ms. Weasley told me you were here. And…" It was Draco. I was a bit freaked out a bit by his sudden presence.
"Don't scare me like that!" I shouted at him.
"I'm sorry. I just came to give you your results on your test. Here." He explained. He handed me a letter.
"Thank you." I said with a bit of anger. Then, I walked away again. I keep on telling myself that I don't love him anymore but it seems like my heart takes over and tells me that I still do.
"Can I talk to you for a while?" he asked. I stopped walking and faced him.
"I'm sorry but it's a bit late." Am I going to run away from him again? "Maybe tomorrow if you're not busy. Just come and drop by Flourish and Blotts"
"Sure. I'll drop by tomorrow." He said. With a nod, I left.
~*~*~*~*~*Draco's POV*~*~*~*~*~
"Thank you." I whispered. I noticed she was avoiding me these past few days. I went home walking because I wanted to think.
"Good evening, Mr. Malfoy." Mrs. Johnson greeted. She is our housemaid. That is because she's a squib. Poor woman. She had been my maid since I was 9.
"Same to you, Mrs. Johnson. Where's my mother?"
"She's already asleep, sir. She said she has a headache. Do you need anything?"
"No. I'll just go and get some sleep. It's been a long day."
"Good night, sir."
When I woke up this morning, I felt weird. Maybe because I'm going to talk to Hermione about us.
"Good morning, dear. Had a good night sleep?" my mother said as I at down for breakfast.
"Yes, mother."
"You sound funny. Any happening that I don't know?"
"Not really."
"In love, are you?" she guessed. I smiled at her.
"So, what will you do about it?"
"I still don't know, mother. And please tell my elf that I won't work today. I need a rest."
"Sure, dear"
"Thank you."
"I think I'll go. I want to spend some time shopping. I need some things for my paintings." she said. Yes, my mother was fond of painting whenever she's alone. It's her hobby. Unfortunately, her talent was drone out when father was gone. He forbade her paint thinking that it's just a waste of time.
I went to Flourish and Blotts this afternoon. Mr. Smith welcomed me and told me to go to Hermione. He knows I want to talk to her. I knocked on the door and opened it. She was reading a book so she didn't notice me.
"Good afternoon, Hermione. Can I come in?" I asked. She nodded and then I came in.
"What do you want to talk about this time, Draco?" she asked but still paying attention to her book.
"About us."
"I believe we were through 4 years ago."
"But did we like to end it that way?" She couldn't answer. I knew it. Her emotions towards me are kept deep inside her.
"Do you really hate me?" I continued.
"Y-yes, ever since your…cowardice had taken the best of you."
Those words hurt me. It was true. I was scared that time. Scared to fight for her against my father and Voldemort. But still, her face tells me that she forces herself to hate me.
"You're lying." I said.
"What?" she asked as she closed her book and set it aside.
"You tell me that you hate me but I can still sense that it's not true. You told me, when we were in 5th year, that you never had a space for hatred in your heart. You told me that you never hated me inspite of all those insults I threw at you. Am I right?
"You can't fool me anymore, Draco. Let's just forget about those times we were together. I just came back here to have a new life not go back to what we were. Can't you understand?"
"No." I spatted. I stood up and pulled her close to me. I can't believe I'm here again, looking at those brown eyes. I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned to kiss her. She didn't resist it. It proves her emotions towards me. She isn't good in hiding them. She broke the kiss after how many seconds to catch up on her breathing.
"Now tell me the truth." Tears fell from her eyes. She shook her head. Then, she collapsed on the floor. But still I held her.
"Hermione, please."
"Why can't I forget about us? I've tried so hard for the past 4 years to forget about you. Now that I'm starting to do it, you're here and now I've wasted all that hardship. I put myself to work all the time. Don't you wonder why I got rich? I told myself I'd start again. But…"
I couldn't stand seeing her cry. I wiped the tears on her cheeks.
"You will. And I want you to start it with me. I'm sorry on the times you worked so hard just to forget about me. I also tried forgetting about you, but what do I get? The more I try the more I craved for you. Now I know we were really meant for each other."
The door opened but we didn't see anyone enter. She stood up and went out of the room. I followed her. We saw Mr. Smith outside. And he was stunned.
Hermione went back to the reading room to check if someone is there or not. I was investigating the stunned body of Mr. Smith. After 5 minutes or so, she still wasn't back. I went to the reading room and saw her lying on the floor. Beside her was the person who separated us, my father.
"Just as the Dark Lord has planned. This mudblood has come back because of her mother's death." He said showing me his grin.
"Plan? How did you know about her mother's death?" I asked him. I was about to ask how he managed to escape from Azkaban but I thought it was stupid to ask.
"So you don't know the cause of her mother's death. Well, the Dark Lord's plan was to let her go back to you. I killed her mother and sent 3 deatheaters to act as her father's future wife and daughters. The master wants you to come back to the dark side. And…"
"Come back? Did I ever go to your side? Never. I'm not scared anymore."
"Oh really? Then try to save your little mudblood from us." With that, they vanished. He used Dark Arts to teleport. I know how to use it. Just a couple of words then you'll be teleported immediately to Malfoy Dungeons. I've got to get help from Prof. Dumbledore before I go and save her.
I was filled with range. I apparated to Hogsmeade and went to Hogwarts..
Author's note: Cliffhanger!!!!! Please be patient in waiting for Chapter 4. I might be busy on my studies. I might post it on Saturday, Feb 1. Review review review review review.Thank you all!
Little girl in green uniform – Don't worry. Hermione will love Draco forever. Thank you
Jamie Girl – Thank you for the encouragement
Daya – Don't get upset about Harry. Believe me, Hermione's a powerful witch.Got it? Thank you
Whatever22 – I won't stop writing this story until it really is meant to end. And that's a happy ending. And please don't call me dudette. Thank you
Love child – Thank you for the encouragement
Michee – Thank you for correcting me about the last part of chapter 3. I really appreciate people like you.
To any one I forgot to thank, THANK YOU!
Chapter 3
The Conversation and the Damsel in Distress
~*~*~*~*~*Hermione's POV*~*~*~*~*~
A few days after that incident with Draco, he didn't bother me anymore. That's because I avoid him most of the time. When I see him around I leave. Sometimes I just stay inside my bookshop and read and read and read. I don't know why. Maybe I still love him. Ugh. What am I thinking of?
I saw an ad this morning about a house sold in Knockturn Alley. I heard Ron once said that most of the people who leave there were families of deatheaters. But when I consulted Ginny, she said that it was okay now. After all, Voldemort's gone. I plan to visit the house this afternoon.
As I walked to Flourish and Blotts, I kept on thinking about my Apparition test. I just took it 3 days ago. I can't wait to apparate and disapparate. It's so hard walking all the time while seeing people just a second they're here, then, they're gone. Or when you're somewhere that you're alone, after a second, someone is beside you. Two more days before I can get my results. I'm so exci…..
"Ouch!" Did I just bumped into something hard or what? I stood up. I mean someone. Draco Malfoy that is.
"Are you okay? I think you bumped too hard on me. You're absent- minded, aren't you? Better watch where you're going." He said to me with a bit of a laugh.
"I'm sorry. And you've got the nerve to laugh." I said, then I left.
When I came in the shop, there were many costumers. It's July so many students, mostly from Hogwarts will buy books. I helped Mr. Smith (the ex- owner) in selling. After 3 hours of restless work, Mr. Smith told me to take a rest. I'm glad he did. At least I'll have some time to rest before Ginny comes. I ask her to accompany me to Knockturn Alley to see the house. She said she has a busy schedule until 6 pm. It's a bit late but I have to see the house not later than tomorrow because of my hectic business. Anyway, it just about now that Ginny might show up.
"Hi, Hermione. Did you wait too long?" she said.
"Not really. I was just resting a bit." I replied
As we walked to Knockturn Alley, I had this feeling of guilt. Just because of me, Ginny has to walk.
"I'm sorry for letting you walk, Ginny."
"That's okay. I missed walking on my feet, you know."
Right after that, we didn't talk until we reached the place. It was beautiful. It's not so big but it's enough for me. The owner said that the house was newly built. They want to sell it because they just planned to go to Paris. I asked if someone could check the house if there are curses and stuff. It was finished at about 8 pm. Ginny left a couple of hours ago. She said she has this dinner meeting with the Ministry of Magic.
We were about to leave when I peeked outside the terrace. The view at night is so beautiful. There was this house that can be seen from the terrace.
"Madame, who owns that house over there?" I asked pointing it.
"That's the Malfoy Manor owned by the young Minister, Draco Malfoy. Is there something wrong with it?"
"None at all. It's just that…it's a nice view from here."
"So, when will you move, Miss Granger?"
"As soon as possible."
"Well then, good night." She said as she left. I smiled at her.
I looked at the manor for the last time and left. The way out of Knockturn Alley is a bit dark. There are no streetlights in this road. Maybe because this place is a bit deserted. But I'll get used to it later.
Footsteps. I hear footsteps coming nearer. I looked backed but no one was there.
"Ms. Weasley told me you were here. And…" It was Draco. I was a bit freaked out a bit by his sudden presence.
"Don't scare me like that!" I shouted at him.
"I'm sorry. I just came to give you your results on your test. Here." He explained. He handed me a letter.
"Thank you." I said with a bit of anger. Then, I walked away again. I keep on telling myself that I don't love him anymore but it seems like my heart takes over and tells me that I still do.
"Can I talk to you for a while?" he asked. I stopped walking and faced him.
"I'm sorry but it's a bit late." Am I going to run away from him again? "Maybe tomorrow if you're not busy. Just come and drop by Flourish and Blotts"
"Sure. I'll drop by tomorrow." He said. With a nod, I left.
~*~*~*~*~*Draco's POV*~*~*~*~*~
"Thank you." I whispered. I noticed she was avoiding me these past few days. I went home walking because I wanted to think.
"Good evening, Mr. Malfoy." Mrs. Johnson greeted. She is our housemaid. That is because she's a squib. Poor woman. She had been my maid since I was 9.
"Same to you, Mrs. Johnson. Where's my mother?"
"She's already asleep, sir. She said she has a headache. Do you need anything?"
"No. I'll just go and get some sleep. It's been a long day."
"Good night, sir."
When I woke up this morning, I felt weird. Maybe because I'm going to talk to Hermione about us.
"Good morning, dear. Had a good night sleep?" my mother said as I at down for breakfast.
"Yes, mother."
"You sound funny. Any happening that I don't know?"
"Not really."
"In love, are you?" she guessed. I smiled at her.
"So, what will you do about it?"
"I still don't know, mother. And please tell my elf that I won't work today. I need a rest."
"Sure, dear"
"Thank you."
"I think I'll go. I want to spend some time shopping. I need some things for my paintings." she said. Yes, my mother was fond of painting whenever she's alone. It's her hobby. Unfortunately, her talent was drone out when father was gone. He forbade her paint thinking that it's just a waste of time.
I went to Flourish and Blotts this afternoon. Mr. Smith welcomed me and told me to go to Hermione. He knows I want to talk to her. I knocked on the door and opened it. She was reading a book so she didn't notice me.
"Good afternoon, Hermione. Can I come in?" I asked. She nodded and then I came in.
"What do you want to talk about this time, Draco?" she asked but still paying attention to her book.
"About us."
"I believe we were through 4 years ago."
"But did we like to end it that way?" She couldn't answer. I knew it. Her emotions towards me are kept deep inside her.
"Do you really hate me?" I continued.
"Y-yes, ever since your…cowardice had taken the best of you."
Those words hurt me. It was true. I was scared that time. Scared to fight for her against my father and Voldemort. But still, her face tells me that she forces herself to hate me.
"You're lying." I said.
"What?" she asked as she closed her book and set it aside.
"You tell me that you hate me but I can still sense that it's not true. You told me, when we were in 5th year, that you never had a space for hatred in your heart. You told me that you never hated me inspite of all those insults I threw at you. Am I right?
"You can't fool me anymore, Draco. Let's just forget about those times we were together. I just came back here to have a new life not go back to what we were. Can't you understand?"
"No." I spatted. I stood up and pulled her close to me. I can't believe I'm here again, looking at those brown eyes. I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned to kiss her. She didn't resist it. It proves her emotions towards me. She isn't good in hiding them. She broke the kiss after how many seconds to catch up on her breathing.
"Now tell me the truth." Tears fell from her eyes. She shook her head. Then, she collapsed on the floor. But still I held her.
"Hermione, please."
"Why can't I forget about us? I've tried so hard for the past 4 years to forget about you. Now that I'm starting to do it, you're here and now I've wasted all that hardship. I put myself to work all the time. Don't you wonder why I got rich? I told myself I'd start again. But…"
I couldn't stand seeing her cry. I wiped the tears on her cheeks.
"You will. And I want you to start it with me. I'm sorry on the times you worked so hard just to forget about me. I also tried forgetting about you, but what do I get? The more I try the more I craved for you. Now I know we were really meant for each other."
The door opened but we didn't see anyone enter. She stood up and went out of the room. I followed her. We saw Mr. Smith outside. And he was stunned.
Hermione went back to the reading room to check if someone is there or not. I was investigating the stunned body of Mr. Smith. After 5 minutes or so, she still wasn't back. I went to the reading room and saw her lying on the floor. Beside her was the person who separated us, my father.
"Just as the Dark Lord has planned. This mudblood has come back because of her mother's death." He said showing me his grin.
"Plan? How did you know about her mother's death?" I asked him. I was about to ask how he managed to escape from Azkaban but I thought it was stupid to ask.
"So you don't know the cause of her mother's death. Well, the Dark Lord's plan was to let her go back to you. I killed her mother and sent 3 deatheaters to act as her father's future wife and daughters. The master wants you to come back to the dark side. And…"
"Come back? Did I ever go to your side? Never. I'm not scared anymore."
"Oh really? Then try to save your little mudblood from us." With that, they vanished. He used Dark Arts to teleport. I know how to use it. Just a couple of words then you'll be teleported immediately to Malfoy Dungeons. I've got to get help from Prof. Dumbledore before I go and save her.
I was filled with range. I apparated to Hogsmeade and went to Hogwarts..
Author's note: Cliffhanger!!!!! Please be patient in waiting for Chapter 4. I might be busy on my studies. I might post it on Saturday, Feb 1. Review review review review review.Thank you all!