Winter Wonderland. Chapter Four: Surnia brings a new assignment
Disclaimer. Of course I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, ideas, made up words or worlds. This story is set in the children's sixth year.
To those who reviewed:
Rebecca: I'm glad you're glad! I know Hermione is very loyal to her idea of the house elves and how they should be treated but elves aren't the only thing Hermione has a soft spot for (keehee) I look forward to more reviews from you, thanks!
WormmonABC: Awww yes. But no smooching yet. Hermione would be liable to slap him for that I would think. LOL Thank you for your review!
Kai Shikaido: Draco's kind side, there is something you don't see everyday! Huh? Draco's a bit loony in my story, I'm not sure that nice side will always be around, who knows! Anyway, thank you for your review!
DiOsA4u: Dog biscuits?! LOL. My aunt recently married a man from England and he teases me constantly about calling cookies, cookies. He says there is no such thing as cookies and you have to call them biscuits. So in honor of him Draco is not eating cookies but biscuits. Thanks for your review; I always look forward to them! I think you had a good idea about sending them somewhere! I may think on that one, maybe a special assignment, huh?
Broken-Hermione: Yes he is a very sexy bad boy isn't he? I'm drooling'! LOL Thank you so much for your review. I've been meaning to take a look at a your story I think its called "In a new light." I'll get around to it soon it looks really good!
Lil-Spitfire: Yes biscuits are really good! When I tried them they reminded me of gram crackers LOL I could eat a million of them! I'm not sure if Draco will stay nice yet. Poor boy. Thank you for your review!
Paper star: Thank you. I'm trying not to rush it really (except for chapter two) and look at all the mistakes in there I so need to fix it like I said in chapter three. It's pretty pathetic LOL. And Draco and Hermione aren't passionately in love quite yet in my story. I'm kind of making Draco be a little whisy-washy with his feelings and Hermione, she's just sweet and trying to give him a chance but still playing it safe around him (I would too I suppose.) Well, thank you for your review!!
Draco Lover: I love Draco too!! MWEEE!! Aint he cute?! Glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one also! Thank you so much for your review!!
Nicole Christensen: Close and cozy may be around the corner or it may be a while I haven't decided what I want to do yet LOL. Thank you for adding me to your favorite list, what an honor. Thank you so much for your review!
Chapter Four: Surnia brings a new assignment
Hermione couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about breaking the rules with Draco. It seemed so much more different then doing it with Harry and Ron. Draco muttered some summoning spell and a small beady-eyed elf appeared on front of them. Hermione decided it had to of come form the Malfoy manner because her old drab pillow case much resembled the one dobby used to sport before his freeing of the Malfoy's imprisonment (with the exception of the pink flowers embroidering the bottom.)
"Young master Malfoy sir!" The tiny elf squeaked out when seeing him. "Young Master, Poppy is most please in seeing you again, sir." Her large ears twitched as she looked around the Grangers kitchen. "Young Master's father is most upset about his son being missing during the holidays, sir. Most upset. He gave Poppy a bruises right here, sir" The little elf showed Draco her knees. "Should Poppy tell Young Master's father Poppy has seen Young Malfoy, sir?" her tiny knees were black and blue against her pale Elvin skin. Hermione winced a little for the poor elf. She shook a little, she was a very skittish elf. Most were.
"No." Draco said quickly. "You must not tell him that you have seen me or even been here, do you understand that Poppy? I only want you to make me dinner." Draco finally addressed the little elf that was now anxiously hopping from one foot to the other at the mention of making a dinner. Draco's eyes had a look of alarm in them.
"Young master Malfoy wants Poppy to make his dinner, sir? He sent special just for Poppy, sir?" The little elf was very excited about the idea behind this. She obviously took this a sign of some sort of favoritism when in truth Draco honestly didn't care which elf had come. It didn't even have to be one of his own elves. Poppy was still bouncing around at Draco's heels.
"Where is sirs robes?" Poppy asked she wasn't used to seeing him in muggle fashion
"Poppy. Dinner." Draco flicked his wand at her. Poppy scrambled behind Hermione letting out a yelp of fear, obviously some of her punishments from anyone of the Malfoy's had come from the end of a wand.
"Get started." Draco stared hard at Poppy who could barely contain herself.
"Yes sir! Poppy is starting right now, sir!" She scuttled through the kitchen with great speed to make her young master his meal.
"That wasn't very nice of you." Hermione brushed past Draco into the den of her home.
"What wasn't?" He turned to look at her; she gave him a quick look as to say 'You know exactly what I'm talking about.'
"Oh common! You can't expect me to treat a house elf any differently than I normally would. The pitiful creature wouldn't know what to do, and knowing Poppy she would have a nervous breakdown if I so much uttered a kind word to her. They like it this way, being ordered around and all." Draco leaned on the sofa Hermione had sat herself in. She had heard this numerous times from many different people in her fourth year when she had tried to start S.P.E.W.
"I guess you're right." She fell more comfortably into the soft cushions of the sofa.
"Of course I'm right. I'm always right." Draco sneered and waved a hand arrogantly.
"I should have known." Hermione laughed a little to herself. Good old' Malfoy always came shinning through.
"Young master sir." Draco looked down when he felt a tug at the knee of his pants. "Poppy is not meaning to disturb you sir but you're dinner," she range her hands "Young master's dinner. Its ready, sir." Her ears flattened against her head.
"Wow! That was fast I cant thank you enough, Poppy." Hermione said brightly.
"Poppy is not making dinner for you miss, only for her master." Hermione was a little taken aback by the response see received from the elf.
"How rude!" Hermione scoffed, "And to think I felt sorry for you." Draco let out a little chuckle. The elf glared at her defiantly and turned to fallow Draco who had swept into the kitchen. Hermione couldn't believe it. Female elves were so complicated, first Winky and now this.
"Draco." Hermione started for the kitchen only to be intercepted by an overprotective Poppy
"You mustn't enter why Young Master is eati-" Before Poppy could finish she vanished without a trace of smoke or so much as a 'poof' "Bloody elf." Draco muttered under his breath.
"Well I'm certainly glad that's over with, she has got to be the rudest elf I have ever met, who does she think she is talking to me like that?" Hermione stormed. Draco's voiced dripped with sarcasm as he rolled his eyes at her.
"If only the loyal members of S.P.E.W. could hear their gallant leader now." Draco knew what a bomb her "club" had been.
"Ha-ha, Draco, very funny. But honestly! She was horrid!" Hermione raised both of her eyebrows at him when he began to laugh. "Oh you think this is funny do you?" She clenched her jaw.
"You're jealous of my house elf!" He stifled a laugh.
"Jealous?! What do you mean jealous!" She shrieked.
"It's okay I can't say I blame you." He sat at the table; Poppy had certainly out done her self this time. Not only were there plates overfilling with all of his favorite dishes but the table was lavishly decorate in Slytherin silver and green.
"Aren't you going to eat?" He paused from filling his plate to the brim with food. Hermione let out a huff. "I'm sure Poppy would throw a fit if she found out I was eating her young masters food." Hermione imitated the little elf. "Sir." She added.
"Eat." He shoved his plate full of food at her.
Hermione was about to retort when she heard a tapping at the window over the kitchen sink. Thinking it was Hedwig with a reply from Harry she quickly abandoned her argument with Draco and the food he was holding out to her. When she opened the window she was surprised to find an owl she'd never seen before, it was beautiful and every black feather on its body was groomed perfectly, the owl held itself with a great dignity. Its large pupils dilated in the bright light of the kitchen
"Shit." Draco sunk in his chair.
"What do you mean by that?" Hermione untied the rolled up message from the sleek owls outstretched claw. She gave it a little rub under its beak to say thank you for delivering a message to them. The owl nipped at her fingers and waited patiently for her to read the letter, it must have been expecting an immediate response from the recipients to rush back to its master.
Draco left his meal and joined Hermione by the kitchen sink. "Surnia." He nodded to the owl and gave it a small bit of scrap from the dinner Poppy had worked on. Surnia let out a quick hoot and quickly devoured the tiny morsel.
"Is she one of yours?" Hermione continued to pet her silky feathers.
"I wish. She would most likely be carrying better news for us if she were a Malfoy owl. This is bad. Open it." Draco motioned for her to unroll the scroll Surnia had delivered to the Granger home.
Hermione silently read the letter to herself her eyes widening with each line she read.
"Who's it from?" Draco asked urgently, although he had a sinking feeling he already knew.
"Fudge." Hermione finished reading.
"Oh yes, Fudge, nosy bastard." Obviously he had heard his father say this time after time. Draco fiddled with a loose thread on his sweater then pulled it out flicking it on the tiled floor. "Well, uh, what's it say?" He cleared his throat.
"Fudge knows about elf, Draco. I told you we would get caught, but it's lucky that you are with me and that Dumbledore happened to be in a meeting with Mr. Fudge when he received the report of illegal use of magic. Your illegal use of magic, I might add. Dumbledore managed to wave it but we do have detention when we get back to Hogwarts thank you very much." Hermione gave him a sharp glare.
"That's it?" Draco looked relieved.
"What do you mean by that?" Hermione frowned. "I have detention, this is terrible."
"Like you haven't before." Draco laughed.
"Anyway. There's more." Hermione decided to ignore the previous comment.
"More? Let me see that!" He looked over her shoulder and read the letter scribed in perfect penmanship.
Dear Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger.
We have received intelligence that a Summoning Charm was used at your place of residence this evening at thirty-six minutes past nine. As you know, underage wizards are not permitted to perform spells out side school. Further more, you have been put on assignment to live in a Muggle only world with no magic. No elves are to be used on your premises from this point on. It is most fortunate that your head master and I were in a meeting when I was alerted of your breaking of Paragraph C from the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, 1875. Draco, I had considered owling your father but after speaking with your headmaster I thought I would leave it up to you to tell him if you so choose to. You have detention the first night of your return to Hogwarts.
As to save a trip for the owls Dumbledore has asked me to inform you that you are to visit one of each of the fallowing:
A historical Muggle site A Muggle popular spot And your choice of any other Muggle activity.
Best of luck on your partnership and Happy Holidays
Cornelius Fudge
Minister of Magic
"What's all this? You actually have these sorts of things. What sort of history could a muggle have? Pathetic." Draco had pointed to the three items listed at the bottom of the letter as he spoke. Hermione smiled lightly at his naive ness.
"I suppose I'll just have to show you these things it would be to hard to explain it all to you. You just wouldn't get it." Hermione carefully folded the letter up and replaced it in its envelope.
"What is that supposed to mean?" He cocked his head at her.
"Nothing, nothing. Look Surnia's still here, what does she want?" Hermione looked at the owl that was looking quite sleepy now.
"Surnia is kind of lazy. She likes to rest a lot after she's delivered something. Isn't that right Surnia?" Draco asked the owl, petting the side of her face. The comment cost Draco a few bite marks on his fingers. "Ruddy bird. Get lost." He shooed her out the window. She squawked at him once more before taking flight out the window.
"You seem to be quite comfortable with her." Hermione gazed out the window after the beautiful owl.
"Hum." Draco looked sideways at her. He had to stop him self from starring at her profile caught in the light coming though the drapes anymore than he already was. "I'm going to bed." His voice came out rougher and colder than he had meant it to.
"What about all this food!?" Hermione looked back at all of Poppy's hard work; sure she had been a little rude to Hermione but she knew she was only being loyal to her master, that's what she had been taught to do after all. Hermione was sure that all the elves in the Malfoy manner (with the exception of Dobby) had been trained to hate anyone but their master. She was sure that they had been especially trained to hate Muggles or Muggle borns. 'How awful.' She thought to herself with a shake of her head.
"You can have it. What is Poppy going to do about it?" Draco headed for the staircase; he didn't really want to think about food right now or what to do with a whole pile of it. Having to do all these muggle activities made him a little sick to his stomach. His father would be livid.
"Well goodnight then." Hermione peered at him from around the corner.
"Goodnight." Draco looked back at her briefly.
"I'm going to research places for us to go tomorrow." Hermione called after his retreating back.
"Okay." He let out a yawn as he reached the door to his temporary room and closed it behind him.
Hermione stared at the shut door for a while. 'He's acting quite odd.' She thought to herself a small frown on her face. 'Well. No matter I guess I should get started on looking up a place we can visit tomorrow for this assignment. It should be fun to study something other than magic.' Hermione couldn't wait to hit the books.
After a few hours of looking through some of her father's old documents and magazines she found a place that had caught her interest. Weather Draco would be fascinated by it didn't really cross her mind at this point. She had always over looked the humongous landmark known as London's eye.
"I've always wanted to ride that and see the view of the city. This is the perfect opportunity." Hermione shut a huge book she had been leafing through. Hermione thought that her and Draco could discuss the landmarks they could see from the top of the great wheel. Dumbledore would be please with the way she was thinking. Not only would they be riding in something of historical value but seeing all sorts of other historical sights and landmarks at the same time.
"I amaze myself sometimes." Hermione smiled gently closing a book of tourism shut on the kitchen table. "I should think it would be a little romantic up there." Hermione blushed a little. "I really need to get to bed." She abandoned all of the work she had done that night to find the perfect place for them to visit.
"Good night Draco!" Hermione called as she walked by his door, as she expected there was no answer he was most likely deep in sleep from everything that had happened today. When she reached her room she pulled on her pajamas and crawled into her warm bed thinking of tomorrows adventure. Hopefully Draco wouldn't do anything to drastic to any of the poor muggles around them. She wasn't sure how he would react being surrounded by a mob of them.
I've heard of the London's eye. I really want to visit it sometime. It's like this huge Farris wheel. Well I hope you liked this chapter. I really liked the owl, Surnia's, name. As for Poppy. Well I'm not too good at naming elves. I figured it had to end in a "Y" and have a double letter of some sorts in its name. LOL.
Until next time.
Takanori.
TakaEnna@MSN.com
Disclaimer. Of course I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, ideas, made up words or worlds. This story is set in the children's sixth year.
To those who reviewed:
Rebecca: I'm glad you're glad! I know Hermione is very loyal to her idea of the house elves and how they should be treated but elves aren't the only thing Hermione has a soft spot for (keehee) I look forward to more reviews from you, thanks!
WormmonABC: Awww yes. But no smooching yet. Hermione would be liable to slap him for that I would think. LOL Thank you for your review!
Kai Shikaido: Draco's kind side, there is something you don't see everyday! Huh? Draco's a bit loony in my story, I'm not sure that nice side will always be around, who knows! Anyway, thank you for your review!
DiOsA4u: Dog biscuits?! LOL. My aunt recently married a man from England and he teases me constantly about calling cookies, cookies. He says there is no such thing as cookies and you have to call them biscuits. So in honor of him Draco is not eating cookies but biscuits. Thanks for your review; I always look forward to them! I think you had a good idea about sending them somewhere! I may think on that one, maybe a special assignment, huh?
Broken-Hermione: Yes he is a very sexy bad boy isn't he? I'm drooling'! LOL Thank you so much for your review. I've been meaning to take a look at a your story I think its called "In a new light." I'll get around to it soon it looks really good!
Lil-Spitfire: Yes biscuits are really good! When I tried them they reminded me of gram crackers LOL I could eat a million of them! I'm not sure if Draco will stay nice yet. Poor boy. Thank you for your review!
Paper star: Thank you. I'm trying not to rush it really (except for chapter two) and look at all the mistakes in there I so need to fix it like I said in chapter three. It's pretty pathetic LOL. And Draco and Hermione aren't passionately in love quite yet in my story. I'm kind of making Draco be a little whisy-washy with his feelings and Hermione, she's just sweet and trying to give him a chance but still playing it safe around him (I would too I suppose.) Well, thank you for your review!!
Draco Lover: I love Draco too!! MWEEE!! Aint he cute?! Glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one also! Thank you so much for your review!!
Nicole Christensen: Close and cozy may be around the corner or it may be a while I haven't decided what I want to do yet LOL. Thank you for adding me to your favorite list, what an honor. Thank you so much for your review!
Chapter Four: Surnia brings a new assignment
Hermione couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about breaking the rules with Draco. It seemed so much more different then doing it with Harry and Ron. Draco muttered some summoning spell and a small beady-eyed elf appeared on front of them. Hermione decided it had to of come form the Malfoy manner because her old drab pillow case much resembled the one dobby used to sport before his freeing of the Malfoy's imprisonment (with the exception of the pink flowers embroidering the bottom.)
"Young master Malfoy sir!" The tiny elf squeaked out when seeing him. "Young Master, Poppy is most please in seeing you again, sir." Her large ears twitched as she looked around the Grangers kitchen. "Young Master's father is most upset about his son being missing during the holidays, sir. Most upset. He gave Poppy a bruises right here, sir" The little elf showed Draco her knees. "Should Poppy tell Young Master's father Poppy has seen Young Malfoy, sir?" her tiny knees were black and blue against her pale Elvin skin. Hermione winced a little for the poor elf. She shook a little, she was a very skittish elf. Most were.
"No." Draco said quickly. "You must not tell him that you have seen me or even been here, do you understand that Poppy? I only want you to make me dinner." Draco finally addressed the little elf that was now anxiously hopping from one foot to the other at the mention of making a dinner. Draco's eyes had a look of alarm in them.
"Young master Malfoy wants Poppy to make his dinner, sir? He sent special just for Poppy, sir?" The little elf was very excited about the idea behind this. She obviously took this a sign of some sort of favoritism when in truth Draco honestly didn't care which elf had come. It didn't even have to be one of his own elves. Poppy was still bouncing around at Draco's heels.
"Where is sirs robes?" Poppy asked she wasn't used to seeing him in muggle fashion
"Poppy. Dinner." Draco flicked his wand at her. Poppy scrambled behind Hermione letting out a yelp of fear, obviously some of her punishments from anyone of the Malfoy's had come from the end of a wand.
"Get started." Draco stared hard at Poppy who could barely contain herself.
"Yes sir! Poppy is starting right now, sir!" She scuttled through the kitchen with great speed to make her young master his meal.
"That wasn't very nice of you." Hermione brushed past Draco into the den of her home.
"What wasn't?" He turned to look at her; she gave him a quick look as to say 'You know exactly what I'm talking about.'
"Oh common! You can't expect me to treat a house elf any differently than I normally would. The pitiful creature wouldn't know what to do, and knowing Poppy she would have a nervous breakdown if I so much uttered a kind word to her. They like it this way, being ordered around and all." Draco leaned on the sofa Hermione had sat herself in. She had heard this numerous times from many different people in her fourth year when she had tried to start S.P.E.W.
"I guess you're right." She fell more comfortably into the soft cushions of the sofa.
"Of course I'm right. I'm always right." Draco sneered and waved a hand arrogantly.
"I should have known." Hermione laughed a little to herself. Good old' Malfoy always came shinning through.
"Young master sir." Draco looked down when he felt a tug at the knee of his pants. "Poppy is not meaning to disturb you sir but you're dinner," she range her hands "Young master's dinner. Its ready, sir." Her ears flattened against her head.
"Wow! That was fast I cant thank you enough, Poppy." Hermione said brightly.
"Poppy is not making dinner for you miss, only for her master." Hermione was a little taken aback by the response see received from the elf.
"How rude!" Hermione scoffed, "And to think I felt sorry for you." Draco let out a little chuckle. The elf glared at her defiantly and turned to fallow Draco who had swept into the kitchen. Hermione couldn't believe it. Female elves were so complicated, first Winky and now this.
"Draco." Hermione started for the kitchen only to be intercepted by an overprotective Poppy
"You mustn't enter why Young Master is eati-" Before Poppy could finish she vanished without a trace of smoke or so much as a 'poof' "Bloody elf." Draco muttered under his breath.
"Well I'm certainly glad that's over with, she has got to be the rudest elf I have ever met, who does she think she is talking to me like that?" Hermione stormed. Draco's voiced dripped with sarcasm as he rolled his eyes at her.
"If only the loyal members of S.P.E.W. could hear their gallant leader now." Draco knew what a bomb her "club" had been.
"Ha-ha, Draco, very funny. But honestly! She was horrid!" Hermione raised both of her eyebrows at him when he began to laugh. "Oh you think this is funny do you?" She clenched her jaw.
"You're jealous of my house elf!" He stifled a laugh.
"Jealous?! What do you mean jealous!" She shrieked.
"It's okay I can't say I blame you." He sat at the table; Poppy had certainly out done her self this time. Not only were there plates overfilling with all of his favorite dishes but the table was lavishly decorate in Slytherin silver and green.
"Aren't you going to eat?" He paused from filling his plate to the brim with food. Hermione let out a huff. "I'm sure Poppy would throw a fit if she found out I was eating her young masters food." Hermione imitated the little elf. "Sir." She added.
"Eat." He shoved his plate full of food at her.
Hermione was about to retort when she heard a tapping at the window over the kitchen sink. Thinking it was Hedwig with a reply from Harry she quickly abandoned her argument with Draco and the food he was holding out to her. When she opened the window she was surprised to find an owl she'd never seen before, it was beautiful and every black feather on its body was groomed perfectly, the owl held itself with a great dignity. Its large pupils dilated in the bright light of the kitchen
"Shit." Draco sunk in his chair.
"What do you mean by that?" Hermione untied the rolled up message from the sleek owls outstretched claw. She gave it a little rub under its beak to say thank you for delivering a message to them. The owl nipped at her fingers and waited patiently for her to read the letter, it must have been expecting an immediate response from the recipients to rush back to its master.
Draco left his meal and joined Hermione by the kitchen sink. "Surnia." He nodded to the owl and gave it a small bit of scrap from the dinner Poppy had worked on. Surnia let out a quick hoot and quickly devoured the tiny morsel.
"Is she one of yours?" Hermione continued to pet her silky feathers.
"I wish. She would most likely be carrying better news for us if she were a Malfoy owl. This is bad. Open it." Draco motioned for her to unroll the scroll Surnia had delivered to the Granger home.
Hermione silently read the letter to herself her eyes widening with each line she read.
"Who's it from?" Draco asked urgently, although he had a sinking feeling he already knew.
"Fudge." Hermione finished reading.
"Oh yes, Fudge, nosy bastard." Obviously he had heard his father say this time after time. Draco fiddled with a loose thread on his sweater then pulled it out flicking it on the tiled floor. "Well, uh, what's it say?" He cleared his throat.
"Fudge knows about elf, Draco. I told you we would get caught, but it's lucky that you are with me and that Dumbledore happened to be in a meeting with Mr. Fudge when he received the report of illegal use of magic. Your illegal use of magic, I might add. Dumbledore managed to wave it but we do have detention when we get back to Hogwarts thank you very much." Hermione gave him a sharp glare.
"That's it?" Draco looked relieved.
"What do you mean by that?" Hermione frowned. "I have detention, this is terrible."
"Like you haven't before." Draco laughed.
"Anyway. There's more." Hermione decided to ignore the previous comment.
"More? Let me see that!" He looked over her shoulder and read the letter scribed in perfect penmanship.
Dear Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger.
We have received intelligence that a Summoning Charm was used at your place of residence this evening at thirty-six minutes past nine. As you know, underage wizards are not permitted to perform spells out side school. Further more, you have been put on assignment to live in a Muggle only world with no magic. No elves are to be used on your premises from this point on. It is most fortunate that your head master and I were in a meeting when I was alerted of your breaking of Paragraph C from the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, 1875. Draco, I had considered owling your father but after speaking with your headmaster I thought I would leave it up to you to tell him if you so choose to. You have detention the first night of your return to Hogwarts.
As to save a trip for the owls Dumbledore has asked me to inform you that you are to visit one of each of the fallowing:
A historical Muggle site A Muggle popular spot And your choice of any other Muggle activity.
Best of luck on your partnership and Happy Holidays
Cornelius Fudge
Minister of Magic
"What's all this? You actually have these sorts of things. What sort of history could a muggle have? Pathetic." Draco had pointed to the three items listed at the bottom of the letter as he spoke. Hermione smiled lightly at his naive ness.
"I suppose I'll just have to show you these things it would be to hard to explain it all to you. You just wouldn't get it." Hermione carefully folded the letter up and replaced it in its envelope.
"What is that supposed to mean?" He cocked his head at her.
"Nothing, nothing. Look Surnia's still here, what does she want?" Hermione looked at the owl that was looking quite sleepy now.
"Surnia is kind of lazy. She likes to rest a lot after she's delivered something. Isn't that right Surnia?" Draco asked the owl, petting the side of her face. The comment cost Draco a few bite marks on his fingers. "Ruddy bird. Get lost." He shooed her out the window. She squawked at him once more before taking flight out the window.
"You seem to be quite comfortable with her." Hermione gazed out the window after the beautiful owl.
"Hum." Draco looked sideways at her. He had to stop him self from starring at her profile caught in the light coming though the drapes anymore than he already was. "I'm going to bed." His voice came out rougher and colder than he had meant it to.
"What about all this food!?" Hermione looked back at all of Poppy's hard work; sure she had been a little rude to Hermione but she knew she was only being loyal to her master, that's what she had been taught to do after all. Hermione was sure that all the elves in the Malfoy manner (with the exception of Dobby) had been trained to hate anyone but their master. She was sure that they had been especially trained to hate Muggles or Muggle borns. 'How awful.' She thought to herself with a shake of her head.
"You can have it. What is Poppy going to do about it?" Draco headed for the staircase; he didn't really want to think about food right now or what to do with a whole pile of it. Having to do all these muggle activities made him a little sick to his stomach. His father would be livid.
"Well goodnight then." Hermione peered at him from around the corner.
"Goodnight." Draco looked back at her briefly.
"I'm going to research places for us to go tomorrow." Hermione called after his retreating back.
"Okay." He let out a yawn as he reached the door to his temporary room and closed it behind him.
Hermione stared at the shut door for a while. 'He's acting quite odd.' She thought to herself a small frown on her face. 'Well. No matter I guess I should get started on looking up a place we can visit tomorrow for this assignment. It should be fun to study something other than magic.' Hermione couldn't wait to hit the books.
After a few hours of looking through some of her father's old documents and magazines she found a place that had caught her interest. Weather Draco would be fascinated by it didn't really cross her mind at this point. She had always over looked the humongous landmark known as London's eye.
"I've always wanted to ride that and see the view of the city. This is the perfect opportunity." Hermione shut a huge book she had been leafing through. Hermione thought that her and Draco could discuss the landmarks they could see from the top of the great wheel. Dumbledore would be please with the way she was thinking. Not only would they be riding in something of historical value but seeing all sorts of other historical sights and landmarks at the same time.
"I amaze myself sometimes." Hermione smiled gently closing a book of tourism shut on the kitchen table. "I should think it would be a little romantic up there." Hermione blushed a little. "I really need to get to bed." She abandoned all of the work she had done that night to find the perfect place for them to visit.
"Good night Draco!" Hermione called as she walked by his door, as she expected there was no answer he was most likely deep in sleep from everything that had happened today. When she reached her room she pulled on her pajamas and crawled into her warm bed thinking of tomorrows adventure. Hopefully Draco wouldn't do anything to drastic to any of the poor muggles around them. She wasn't sure how he would react being surrounded by a mob of them.
I've heard of the London's eye. I really want to visit it sometime. It's like this huge Farris wheel. Well I hope you liked this chapter. I really liked the owl, Surnia's, name. As for Poppy. Well I'm not too good at naming elves. I figured it had to end in a "Y" and have a double letter of some sorts in its name. LOL.
Until next time.
Takanori.
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