Disclaimer: I own Hermione's two older brothers, Kyle and Dominic. Oh,
and I didn't remember if they said Hermione's mother's name, so I'm going
to call her Julie. :)
Draco was ecstatic. He didn't have to go home to the cold, unwelcoming Malfoy Manor. Hermione was just as excited as well. She couldn't wait to introduce him to her family. There was only one reservation in Draco's mind.
"Two older brothers?" He said walking down the hall one day. "You never mentioned two older brothers before."
"Oh, you'll be fine Draco. Kyle and Matt are both really protective though, so don't be upset if they don't like you at first."
"Did they like Harry?" He asked her.
"Yes, they did."
"Shit."
"Why shit?" She asked.
"Because I am the exact opposite of Harry, my dear." He responded.
"Don't worry baby, they'll only beat you if I ask them too. Or if you do something they don't like." Draco looked at her with wide open eyes.
"I pray to god I don't make them angry then. You're slap in third year left a print for days." He grinned. Hermione's face went red as she laughed.
Draco wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in to him. She put her arms around his waist and hugged him.
"Holy Hannah you're short." Draco said, looking down at her.
"Is there a problem with that sir?" She said, standing on her tip- toes to get closer to him.
"Not at all." He said. She bent up and let her lips brush against his quickly. Even in that second, Draco felt his heart flutter. He smiled at her.
"What did I do to deserve that then?" He asked.
"You're you." She finished. She un-wrapped herself from him. "I will see you bright and early to catch the train tomorrow morning." She said to him. "Right, down in the Front Hall." "Right." She said as she walked off. Draco watched her disappear around the corner and went to his dorm to pack up.
Hermione met Harry and Ron half-way to the common room. "Tell Kyle and Dom we said hi eh?" They asked her. "Of course." She responded. "We want you to open our gifts before you go though." Harry told her. "Alright, just let me run up and get yours." She said as they reached the door. She ran up and grabbed two boxes from under her bed. She bolted back down, and the two boys were already there, waiting for her. "Here you go." She said as she handed them their boxes. Ron opened his first. It was a silver ring with a little broom on it, and it had the letter K on it for Keeper. "Oh, thanks Hermione." He said, putting the ring on his index finger. Harry opened his next. It was also a silver ring, but instead, it had a snitch on it, with the letter S for Seeker. "It's great Hermione." He said, giving her a smile. She looked down. "Now you open yours." Ron commanded, handing her a small black box. She un- wrapped it and looked into it. There were little silver earrings, in the shapes of H's. "Oh thank you Ron, their lovely!" She said. She put them in her ears, while the two boys cringed. "Couldn't you have done that, away from us?" Ron asked indignantly. Hermione gave him a look and reached for Harry's gift. It too, was a little black box. She opened it and saw a little necklace, with the same emblem as her earrings. "Thank you Harry." She said, slipping it around her neck. "Uh, Hermione, there's one more." Ron said, as she was about to get up. "What?" She asked, surprised. "Here," Harry said, handing it to her. "It's from both of us." The package was bigger this time. She untied the ribbon and the fabric the thing was tied around came loose. She saw a leather bound book, encrusted with her name. She opened it up and saw a picture of them from their first year. As she flipped through the book, looking at pictures from the last six years. There were pictures of just Ron and Harry, she and Ron, She and Harry, and the three of them together. There were pictures of the ball a couple of nights before hand, Hermione in her dress, Harry and Ron on either side of her. There was one of just her and Harry. She stopped and looked at for a moment. A tear rolled down her face and landed on her sweater. She wiped it away quickly. "Thank you." She said to them both. She gave Ron a hug, and turned to Harry. He wrapped his arms around her like they did when they were still friends and she was sad, before they started seeing each other. She pulled away and looked at the two. "I've got to go. Thank you both. This means a lot." She said. "Have a happy Christmas." "You too Hermione." She walked upstairs and into her dorm room. She sat on her bed and flipped through the book again. There was a picture of when she and Harry were still seeing each other. He had his arm wrapped around her waist and she had her arms wrapped around his neck. She let another tear fall down her face before she shut the book, got changed and climb into bed.
The next morning, Hermione woke up early and packed. She didn't bother to get changed. She was still in her pajama pants and sweater. She pulled a brush through her hair and put it up with a black elastic. She trudged down to the great hall with her trunk and carry-on bag. There he was. Draco was looking rather tiered, his hair sticking up everywhere and bags under his eyes. Hermione grinned and made his way over to him. "Morning glorious." She said to him. "Morning sunshine." He mumbled back, taking a hold of her hand. The two walked out and onto one of the carriages. They sat in comfortable silence until they got to the train. They were standing, waiting for their turn to go on, and Draco saw Hermione beginning to shiver. He wrapped her in his cloak, so they were pressed up together. Hermione started to warm up. She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes. He smelled like a warm fire. "Let's go Hun." He said, leading her onto the train, carrying her bag for her. They found an empty compartment. They sat down together, but Hermione stretched out, her head on his lap. Draco rested his head against the window, and drifted into sleep. Not soon after, Hermione fell asleep as well.
A couple of hours later, they were woken up by a tapping on the door, Draco with a start, Hermione slowly. She lifted her head off his lap and let her eye's adjust. It was the lady that always came around with the trolley. "Come on dears, time to get off, were at the station." She said as she popped to the next cart. "How did you sleep?" he asked groggily. "Alright, you?" She asked him. "I had a dream about you." He said with a grin on his face. "And what was it about?" "It was about me meeting your brothers. They beat the crap out of me. Hope it wasn't De JA Veau." Hermione grinned. "Don't worry, if anything's going to attack you, it'll be my cats." Draco laughed and put his arm around her waist, and she put hers around him. They got their luggage casually leaned against the barrier. They fell through, and there were crowds of people everywhere. Soon enough, Draco heard yells. "Hermione!" He heard two guys yell. He saw two rather tall young gentlemen running towards them. They caught Hermione in a hug, one lifting her off the ground. When he let her down, she walked back over to Draco. "Draco, this is Kyle." She said, pointing to the shorter one. (Not that he was short; he was at least 6'1''.) He had curly sandy-blond hair, and Hermione's nose, eyes and mouth. "And this is Dominic." He was a bit scarier. He was taller than Kyle. He had died his hair black, and he wore big combat boots. He had Hermione's nose, but his eyes were blue, not hazel, like hers. He was the one who had lifted Hermione off the ground. "Guy's, this is Draco." They both shook his hand. "Hi." They said to him. "Hermione love! How are you!?!" Draco heard a woman call. "Mum!" Hermione called to her. Draco saw Hermione in her mother. She was just a younger version. Hermione's mother gave her a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then, Draco saw her father coming up behind them all. "Dad!" Hermione called, as she gave him a hug. This was definitely where the brother's got their height from. He towered over everyone there. "Mum, dad, this is Draco. Draco, these are my parents." Draco shook her father's hand, and before he could give her mother a hand shake, he was folded in a hug. "So happy you could make it!" The little woman said. "Thank you for having me." He responded. "Anytime Mr. Malfoy! Anytime!" Her father boomed. Hermione's brothers took their trunks, while Draco and Hermione walked in front with her parents. "So, did you two sleep on the train?" She asked. "Did you eat? Are you too cold? Are..."
"Mum, were alright, really." Hermione said, giving her mother's hand a squeeze. They talked as they walked out into the parking lot to their van and all the way to the house.
They pulled into a driveway, and Draco looked at the house. He had always pictured Hermione in a flat, not in a house as grand as this. This house was surrounded by field, in the country. The freshly fallen snow had been un-touched accept the multitudes of dog prints. He turned back to the house. It was red-brick. The wrap around porch was painted white. There were two fir trees on either side of it. Before Draco could inspect any closer, he heard barking in the distance. Three dogs came bounding out of the field. There was a HUGE Irish wolfhound, a rather hairy old English sheep dog. "Oh my babies!" Hermione said, kneeling on the ground as the huge dogs jumped on her and started licking her face. She stood up and the wolf hound sat to one side of her and the sheep dog on the other side. She scratched their heads as she looked at Draco. "This is Tara." She said looking down at the hound, "And this is Lady." She said looking at the sheepdog. "Babies Hermione? Babies? They're more ruddy horses!" The family laughed at him. They all went inside, and just as they did, another herd came ripping down the hall. This time though, there were three cats and a Chihuahua. "Oh my babies!" She squealed again, sitting on the floor. The cats meowed, and rubbed up against her as she put them all. Draco looked at her and saw a girl he had never seen before. He had never seen her as happy as she was now. He grinned and helped her up. "I want a tour." He said to her. "Alright." She said. She kicked off her trainers, so did Draco, and led him through a hallway. She took his hand and led him into the living room. It was painted cream as well. It had beige carpets, two huge blue sofas and a lounger. It had a red-brick fireplace that gave off heat and a warm glow. She led him away and into the kitchen. It was painted a pear green and had a grey slate floor. The counters were black, and all of the appliances were stainless steel. There was a cherry wood table in the centre room, and over it, and ornate light. She took him into a study next. It was painted red and had cherry-wood floors. There was a fireplace in here as well. It too, was lit and giving off heat. This time, she brought him up a wooden staircase into another hallway. There were seven doors. She pointed to the first one. "That's Kyle's room." She said to him. "This is Dom's. You don't even want to know what's growing in there." She led him down a way. "This is mom and dad's room." She led him down a bit farther. "This is the bathroom. Extra towels under the cupboard." She led him down even farther. "This is my room." She said, stopping in front of a door. I'm pretty sure I tidied up before I left." She said with a grin. She opened the door and Draco looked in. There was a huge, raw-iron four poster bed in front of the window. There was white fabric flowing from the rim of the bed, and the walls were painted a soft yellow. The cream carpet felt soft on his feet. He looked over to her bed-side table and saw a plain lamp and a few picture frames. In one, there was a still picture of her, Ron and Harry. She was in the middle, the two making a Hermione sandwich, with huge grins on their faces. In the other, there was Harry and Ron in their Quidditch robes, giving her a thumb up. (This one was moving.) There were a group of calla- lilies in a vase that had a note in it. She flopped on her bed and opened it. Welcome home Hermione. (
Love, Kyle and Matt. Hermione gave a little chuckle s she let the card stand and walked over to Draco, who was looking out her other window now. "Want to see your room?" She asked. "Sure." He answered. She led him out of her room and into his. It was a dark blue. There was a sleigh bed sitting under the window. The bureau stood off in a corner. There was also a fireplace in here. "This place is great." He said to her. "I'm glad you like it." The two sat together for a moment, when they heard someone calling from upstairs. "Come on you two! Lunch!" Kyle called. Draco and Hermione got up together and walked back down the grand staircase. Draco saw that the huge table had been set with fine china. There was steaming roast beef, potatoes, carrots, Yorkshire pudding and a gravy boat. They all sat down and began to eat. They carried on a friendly conversation till there were full bellies everywhere. "Thank you very much Mrs. Granger. That was wonderful." He said. "Oh, please, call me Julie!" She said, giving him a warm smile. They sat for a while longer, helped clean up the dishes and excused themselves.
Draco and Hermione sat around in her room for a while, talking to each other and listening to music. At around 11:30, Draco said goodnight to Hermione. He walked back to his room and shut the door. As soon as he heard the door shut, Dominic jumped out of bed and tapped on Hermione's door. "Come in." She said softly. Dominic walked in and saw his little sister sitting on her bed, in her pajamas looking through the photo album. "Hi Dom." She said to him. "Hey." He said, sitting on the other end of the bed. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked in the most brotherly voice he could muster. "What do you mean?" She asked him. She was still staring at the picture of her and Harry. "What happened with Harry?" He said. Hermione broke down. "I loved him so much." She said. Dominic brought his sister into a hug as the tears fell down her face. "I know. But this Draco seems like a good guy. Of course if he isn't, I'll kick his ass..." Hermione laughed, and Dominic grinned. The two sat up for a long time, talking about what had happened so far that year. At 1:00, Dominic finally said good night and went back to his room. Hermione curled up under the covers, feeling incredibly confused. Why was she still upset about Harry when she was with Draco? Did she make the right decision?
Draco was ecstatic. He didn't have to go home to the cold, unwelcoming Malfoy Manor. Hermione was just as excited as well. She couldn't wait to introduce him to her family. There was only one reservation in Draco's mind.
"Two older brothers?" He said walking down the hall one day. "You never mentioned two older brothers before."
"Oh, you'll be fine Draco. Kyle and Matt are both really protective though, so don't be upset if they don't like you at first."
"Did they like Harry?" He asked her.
"Yes, they did."
"Shit."
"Why shit?" She asked.
"Because I am the exact opposite of Harry, my dear." He responded.
"Don't worry baby, they'll only beat you if I ask them too. Or if you do something they don't like." Draco looked at her with wide open eyes.
"I pray to god I don't make them angry then. You're slap in third year left a print for days." He grinned. Hermione's face went red as she laughed.
Draco wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in to him. She put her arms around his waist and hugged him.
"Holy Hannah you're short." Draco said, looking down at her.
"Is there a problem with that sir?" She said, standing on her tip- toes to get closer to him.
"Not at all." He said. She bent up and let her lips brush against his quickly. Even in that second, Draco felt his heart flutter. He smiled at her.
"What did I do to deserve that then?" He asked.
"You're you." She finished. She un-wrapped herself from him. "I will see you bright and early to catch the train tomorrow morning." She said to him. "Right, down in the Front Hall." "Right." She said as she walked off. Draco watched her disappear around the corner and went to his dorm to pack up.
Hermione met Harry and Ron half-way to the common room. "Tell Kyle and Dom we said hi eh?" They asked her. "Of course." She responded. "We want you to open our gifts before you go though." Harry told her. "Alright, just let me run up and get yours." She said as they reached the door. She ran up and grabbed two boxes from under her bed. She bolted back down, and the two boys were already there, waiting for her. "Here you go." She said as she handed them their boxes. Ron opened his first. It was a silver ring with a little broom on it, and it had the letter K on it for Keeper. "Oh, thanks Hermione." He said, putting the ring on his index finger. Harry opened his next. It was also a silver ring, but instead, it had a snitch on it, with the letter S for Seeker. "It's great Hermione." He said, giving her a smile. She looked down. "Now you open yours." Ron commanded, handing her a small black box. She un- wrapped it and looked into it. There were little silver earrings, in the shapes of H's. "Oh thank you Ron, their lovely!" She said. She put them in her ears, while the two boys cringed. "Couldn't you have done that, away from us?" Ron asked indignantly. Hermione gave him a look and reached for Harry's gift. It too, was a little black box. She opened it and saw a little necklace, with the same emblem as her earrings. "Thank you Harry." She said, slipping it around her neck. "Uh, Hermione, there's one more." Ron said, as she was about to get up. "What?" She asked, surprised. "Here," Harry said, handing it to her. "It's from both of us." The package was bigger this time. She untied the ribbon and the fabric the thing was tied around came loose. She saw a leather bound book, encrusted with her name. She opened it up and saw a picture of them from their first year. As she flipped through the book, looking at pictures from the last six years. There were pictures of just Ron and Harry, she and Ron, She and Harry, and the three of them together. There were pictures of the ball a couple of nights before hand, Hermione in her dress, Harry and Ron on either side of her. There was one of just her and Harry. She stopped and looked at for a moment. A tear rolled down her face and landed on her sweater. She wiped it away quickly. "Thank you." She said to them both. She gave Ron a hug, and turned to Harry. He wrapped his arms around her like they did when they were still friends and she was sad, before they started seeing each other. She pulled away and looked at the two. "I've got to go. Thank you both. This means a lot." She said. "Have a happy Christmas." "You too Hermione." She walked upstairs and into her dorm room. She sat on her bed and flipped through the book again. There was a picture of when she and Harry were still seeing each other. He had his arm wrapped around her waist and she had her arms wrapped around his neck. She let another tear fall down her face before she shut the book, got changed and climb into bed.
The next morning, Hermione woke up early and packed. She didn't bother to get changed. She was still in her pajama pants and sweater. She pulled a brush through her hair and put it up with a black elastic. She trudged down to the great hall with her trunk and carry-on bag. There he was. Draco was looking rather tiered, his hair sticking up everywhere and bags under his eyes. Hermione grinned and made his way over to him. "Morning glorious." She said to him. "Morning sunshine." He mumbled back, taking a hold of her hand. The two walked out and onto one of the carriages. They sat in comfortable silence until they got to the train. They were standing, waiting for their turn to go on, and Draco saw Hermione beginning to shiver. He wrapped her in his cloak, so they were pressed up together. Hermione started to warm up. She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes. He smelled like a warm fire. "Let's go Hun." He said, leading her onto the train, carrying her bag for her. They found an empty compartment. They sat down together, but Hermione stretched out, her head on his lap. Draco rested his head against the window, and drifted into sleep. Not soon after, Hermione fell asleep as well.
A couple of hours later, they were woken up by a tapping on the door, Draco with a start, Hermione slowly. She lifted her head off his lap and let her eye's adjust. It was the lady that always came around with the trolley. "Come on dears, time to get off, were at the station." She said as she popped to the next cart. "How did you sleep?" he asked groggily. "Alright, you?" She asked him. "I had a dream about you." He said with a grin on his face. "And what was it about?" "It was about me meeting your brothers. They beat the crap out of me. Hope it wasn't De JA Veau." Hermione grinned. "Don't worry, if anything's going to attack you, it'll be my cats." Draco laughed and put his arm around her waist, and she put hers around him. They got their luggage casually leaned against the barrier. They fell through, and there were crowds of people everywhere. Soon enough, Draco heard yells. "Hermione!" He heard two guys yell. He saw two rather tall young gentlemen running towards them. They caught Hermione in a hug, one lifting her off the ground. When he let her down, she walked back over to Draco. "Draco, this is Kyle." She said, pointing to the shorter one. (Not that he was short; he was at least 6'1''.) He had curly sandy-blond hair, and Hermione's nose, eyes and mouth. "And this is Dominic." He was a bit scarier. He was taller than Kyle. He had died his hair black, and he wore big combat boots. He had Hermione's nose, but his eyes were blue, not hazel, like hers. He was the one who had lifted Hermione off the ground. "Guy's, this is Draco." They both shook his hand. "Hi." They said to him. "Hermione love! How are you!?!" Draco heard a woman call. "Mum!" Hermione called to her. Draco saw Hermione in her mother. She was just a younger version. Hermione's mother gave her a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then, Draco saw her father coming up behind them all. "Dad!" Hermione called, as she gave him a hug. This was definitely where the brother's got their height from. He towered over everyone there. "Mum, dad, this is Draco. Draco, these are my parents." Draco shook her father's hand, and before he could give her mother a hand shake, he was folded in a hug. "So happy you could make it!" The little woman said. "Thank you for having me." He responded. "Anytime Mr. Malfoy! Anytime!" Her father boomed. Hermione's brothers took their trunks, while Draco and Hermione walked in front with her parents. "So, did you two sleep on the train?" She asked. "Did you eat? Are you too cold? Are..."
"Mum, were alright, really." Hermione said, giving her mother's hand a squeeze. They talked as they walked out into the parking lot to their van and all the way to the house.
They pulled into a driveway, and Draco looked at the house. He had always pictured Hermione in a flat, not in a house as grand as this. This house was surrounded by field, in the country. The freshly fallen snow had been un-touched accept the multitudes of dog prints. He turned back to the house. It was red-brick. The wrap around porch was painted white. There were two fir trees on either side of it. Before Draco could inspect any closer, he heard barking in the distance. Three dogs came bounding out of the field. There was a HUGE Irish wolfhound, a rather hairy old English sheep dog. "Oh my babies!" Hermione said, kneeling on the ground as the huge dogs jumped on her and started licking her face. She stood up and the wolf hound sat to one side of her and the sheep dog on the other side. She scratched their heads as she looked at Draco. "This is Tara." She said looking down at the hound, "And this is Lady." She said looking at the sheepdog. "Babies Hermione? Babies? They're more ruddy horses!" The family laughed at him. They all went inside, and just as they did, another herd came ripping down the hall. This time though, there were three cats and a Chihuahua. "Oh my babies!" She squealed again, sitting on the floor. The cats meowed, and rubbed up against her as she put them all. Draco looked at her and saw a girl he had never seen before. He had never seen her as happy as she was now. He grinned and helped her up. "I want a tour." He said to her. "Alright." She said. She kicked off her trainers, so did Draco, and led him through a hallway. She took his hand and led him into the living room. It was painted cream as well. It had beige carpets, two huge blue sofas and a lounger. It had a red-brick fireplace that gave off heat and a warm glow. She led him away and into the kitchen. It was painted a pear green and had a grey slate floor. The counters were black, and all of the appliances were stainless steel. There was a cherry wood table in the centre room, and over it, and ornate light. She took him into a study next. It was painted red and had cherry-wood floors. There was a fireplace in here as well. It too, was lit and giving off heat. This time, she brought him up a wooden staircase into another hallway. There were seven doors. She pointed to the first one. "That's Kyle's room." She said to him. "This is Dom's. You don't even want to know what's growing in there." She led him down a way. "This is mom and dad's room." She led him down a bit farther. "This is the bathroom. Extra towels under the cupboard." She led him down even farther. "This is my room." She said, stopping in front of a door. I'm pretty sure I tidied up before I left." She said with a grin. She opened the door and Draco looked in. There was a huge, raw-iron four poster bed in front of the window. There was white fabric flowing from the rim of the bed, and the walls were painted a soft yellow. The cream carpet felt soft on his feet. He looked over to her bed-side table and saw a plain lamp and a few picture frames. In one, there was a still picture of her, Ron and Harry. She was in the middle, the two making a Hermione sandwich, with huge grins on their faces. In the other, there was Harry and Ron in their Quidditch robes, giving her a thumb up. (This one was moving.) There were a group of calla- lilies in a vase that had a note in it. She flopped on her bed and opened it. Welcome home Hermione. (
Love, Kyle and Matt. Hermione gave a little chuckle s she let the card stand and walked over to Draco, who was looking out her other window now. "Want to see your room?" She asked. "Sure." He answered. She led him out of her room and into his. It was a dark blue. There was a sleigh bed sitting under the window. The bureau stood off in a corner. There was also a fireplace in here. "This place is great." He said to her. "I'm glad you like it." The two sat together for a moment, when they heard someone calling from upstairs. "Come on you two! Lunch!" Kyle called. Draco and Hermione got up together and walked back down the grand staircase. Draco saw that the huge table had been set with fine china. There was steaming roast beef, potatoes, carrots, Yorkshire pudding and a gravy boat. They all sat down and began to eat. They carried on a friendly conversation till there were full bellies everywhere. "Thank you very much Mrs. Granger. That was wonderful." He said. "Oh, please, call me Julie!" She said, giving him a warm smile. They sat for a while longer, helped clean up the dishes and excused themselves.
Draco and Hermione sat around in her room for a while, talking to each other and listening to music. At around 11:30, Draco said goodnight to Hermione. He walked back to his room and shut the door. As soon as he heard the door shut, Dominic jumped out of bed and tapped on Hermione's door. "Come in." She said softly. Dominic walked in and saw his little sister sitting on her bed, in her pajamas looking through the photo album. "Hi Dom." She said to him. "Hey." He said, sitting on the other end of the bed. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked in the most brotherly voice he could muster. "What do you mean?" She asked him. She was still staring at the picture of her and Harry. "What happened with Harry?" He said. Hermione broke down. "I loved him so much." She said. Dominic brought his sister into a hug as the tears fell down her face. "I know. But this Draco seems like a good guy. Of course if he isn't, I'll kick his ass..." Hermione laughed, and Dominic grinned. The two sat up for a long time, talking about what had happened so far that year. At 1:00, Dominic finally said good night and went back to his room. Hermione curled up under the covers, feeling incredibly confused. Why was she still upset about Harry when she was with Draco? Did she make the right decision?