Hermione's mother spoke up. "C'mon you guys, time to get home." Everyone
loaded in the van. "So Hermione, how long are you home for?"
"Professor Dumbledore said that we can stay up to two months."
"Really? That's great Hermione. So are you gonna stay the entire two
months?"
"Of course. I need you to help me through this. I mean, you've gone through
motherhood."
"Of course sweetie."
"Mum, Draco and I have decided to get married at Hogwarts, right before our
graduation. You think you could help us plan the service and reception?"
"Yes, I will definitely help you."
"We're home," her dad said. They all got out of the van, this time, Draco
held Meeshca.
"You look so peaceful holding Michelle, Draco," Hermione's mother said.
"I am Mrs. Granger."
"Please dear, call me Alice, or if you like, you can call me mum. Mrs.
Granger sounds too formal."
"I was always taught to respect my elders, but if you wish, I guess I could
call you mum," Draco smiled.
They walked up to the front door. Hermione's dad unlocked the door and
placed all the luggage inside. He stood aside to let everyone else enter.
Draco went directly to the couch and sat down. Hermione sat right next to
him.
"Mum, could you watch Meeshca while I show Draco around? I forgot that he
was never here before."
"Sure sweetie," said Hermione's mum. "I want to spend as much time with my
granddaughter as I can."
"Ok...umm...Is Draco staying in the guestroom?"
"It's up to him. He can stay wherever he feels comfortable."
"Ok," Hermione said. She took Draco's hand and she showed him the upstairs.
Since there was only Hermione's parents room, a hot tub (the size of a
small pool) and a spare room upstairs, it didn't take her long to show him.
Then she took him back downstairs to the main level where she showed him
the kitchen, dining room, living room, and family room. Then she took him
down to the basement, which was a rec. room for Hermione and her friends to
hang out. There was a couch, beanbag cushions, TV, VCR, etc... (you know,
entertainment system) on one side of the room. In the middle of the room,
there was a 3-in-1 table tennis table and in the far corner of the room,
there was a door.
"Where's that lead?" Draco asked.
"My bedroom," Hermione replied. She walked over and opened the door. There
was a king-size bed in the middle of the room. The comforter (blanket) was
green and black with silver trim and her walls were green. There was a desk
in one corner with books and a laptop on it. There was a shelf mounted on
the wall with a stereo and CD's on it. There was also a HUGE walk-in
closet. Draco looked like he was in heaven.
"Wow, this is amazing. It's better than my old dorm room at Hogwarts," he
said astounded.
Hermione smiled. "It's good to be back. I've missed being here. I could
stay here forever." She flopped on her bed, feeling like she was in
paradise. Suddenly, she realized something. "I haven't showed you the
grounds yet. C'mon," she said, taking Draco's hand again and leading him
outdoors. She showed him the stable which was at the end of the long field.
"Cool, you guys have a stable. Do you have anywhere to ride?" Draco asked Hermione. "Yeah, there's trails all over the place. You like horses?" she asked, surprised that the son of Lucius Malfoy liked horses. "Yeah. I used to ride horses all the time when I was younger. I used to love horses." "You wanna go for a ride then?" "I'd love to," he said. She saddled up her horse Cobalt, while Draco saddled up her father's horse Garnet. They both mounted the horses and Hermione showed Draco the trail and they rode slowly, side by side for about 15 minutes. Hermione began to canter and Draco followed suit. "Do you have anywhere to practice jumping?" Draco asked. "Yeah, you wanna go there?" Draco nodded and they galloped to a clearing that had different hurdles (not sure if that's the right word) and logs placed around it. "It's nothing fancy." They practiced jumping for an hour and a half. Then they rode to yet another clearing where there was a small stream for the horses to drink and graze in the field. Hermione and Draco sat under a shady tree. Hermione rested her head on Draco's shoulder as Draco took her hand. "This isn't our land. It belongs to our neighbor and he lets us use it." "That was awesome. It reminded me of when I was a kid," Draco said smiling. Even though he was smiling, he had a look in his eyes that seemed like he was sad about something. Like he was hurting emotionally. Hermione didn't think he wanted to talk about it, so she ignored it. "Me too. So, what do you think of my house?" she asked. "It's amazing here. Much cozier and a lot quieter than my house. I'd rather live here actually. At my house, there was always screaming or yelling. If it wasn't that, spells were being cast left, right and center." "I'd like it if you lived here," she said smiling. Draco leaned down and kissed her. He slid his hand behind her neck and tilted her head back as he deepened the kiss. When they parted, they smiled at each other. "Vous êtes la raison que mon coeur garde le battement," Draco said.1 "That's sweet Draco. I didn't know you could speak French." "Yes, I can speak it frequently. I have a cousin who attends Beauxbatons." "Cool. If I could, I'd spend all my time here." "Speaking of time, we should be getting back," Draco said. They untied the horses and rode back to Hermione's. When they arrived, they unsaddled the horses and put them back in the stable. Then they walked up to the house. When they arrived, Hermione's parent's were sitting on the couch, talking about them. Thankfully, they did not see them come in, so Hermione and Draco listen in. "Really Daniel, it's no big deal," she heard her mother say. "But think about it Alice, a wedding at Hogwarts." "Dan, if it's what they want to do, fine. Let them decide. This is the day they'll never forget. They should be the ones to decide about it." Hermione and Draco walked in before her dad could say anything else. "Where's back. Where's Michelle?" asked Hermione. "Upstairs sweetie. She fell asleep while I was rocking her," her mother replied.
"Ok, what do you guys want for supper? I'll cook," Hermione asked everyone
"No, you don't need to cook, I'll cook. We were just waiting for you two to get back," Hermione's mother responded, standing up.
"No mum, I insist that I cook. After all, Draco needs to know how well I cook," she replied, turning to Draco. "What did you want for supper Hopscotch?"
Draco thought for a minute. "Pasta with garlic fingers. That's something I haven't had in a while." Hermione nodded and smiled before walking to the kitchen. Draco, slightly nervous about being left alone with her parents, just stood there. Hermione's dad motioned for him to sit down. He done as he was told. Even though he had spent the last week of the summer with her and her parents, he still felt nervous around them.
"Draco, what are you planning to do after you graduate Hogwarts?" her mother asked sipping her tea.
"Well, I was hoping to run for the Minister of Magic. If I didn't get that, I would love to work for the ministry in some way."
"Have you and Hermione planned anything else for the wedding?" her dad asked.
"No sir," Draco said. Meanwhile, Hermione was setting the table in the dinning room. She had already put the garlic bread in the oven and had pasta on the stove. When she finished the table, she stirred the pasta once again. She tested it and it was done. She put the pasta in a bowl, put the bowl on the table and placed the sauce in a bowl on the table too. She then checked on the garlic bread, which was done. She put it on the plate and called out to her parents and Draco. They all sat down and began to eat.
"Wow, this is delicious Hermione," Draco said.
"Thanks."
Half way through eating, Meeshca began to cry.
"I'll go get her," Draco said. Before Hermione had a chance to say anything, Draco got up and went upstairs. He gently picked Meeshca up, rocked her to stop her from crying, then he wrapped her up in a blanket and took her downstairs. Draco sat back at the table and put Meeshca in his laps. They all continued to eat their meal. Then, Hermione helped her mum with the dishes. When the dishes were done, they all departed to the family room to relax.
A/N: I'm not sure if Daniel and Alice are the names of Hermione's parents, but I just used them anyway. And I'm not sure if Hermione would have everything that I mentioned (or will mention) but since her parents are dentists, I would assume they have lots of money, so they could have those things, right? Anywayz, read and review! 1 You are the reason my heart keeps beating
"Cool, you guys have a stable. Do you have anywhere to ride?" Draco asked Hermione. "Yeah, there's trails all over the place. You like horses?" she asked, surprised that the son of Lucius Malfoy liked horses. "Yeah. I used to ride horses all the time when I was younger. I used to love horses." "You wanna go for a ride then?" "I'd love to," he said. She saddled up her horse Cobalt, while Draco saddled up her father's horse Garnet. They both mounted the horses and Hermione showed Draco the trail and they rode slowly, side by side for about 15 minutes. Hermione began to canter and Draco followed suit. "Do you have anywhere to practice jumping?" Draco asked. "Yeah, you wanna go there?" Draco nodded and they galloped to a clearing that had different hurdles (not sure if that's the right word) and logs placed around it. "It's nothing fancy." They practiced jumping for an hour and a half. Then they rode to yet another clearing where there was a small stream for the horses to drink and graze in the field. Hermione and Draco sat under a shady tree. Hermione rested her head on Draco's shoulder as Draco took her hand. "This isn't our land. It belongs to our neighbor and he lets us use it." "That was awesome. It reminded me of when I was a kid," Draco said smiling. Even though he was smiling, he had a look in his eyes that seemed like he was sad about something. Like he was hurting emotionally. Hermione didn't think he wanted to talk about it, so she ignored it. "Me too. So, what do you think of my house?" she asked. "It's amazing here. Much cozier and a lot quieter than my house. I'd rather live here actually. At my house, there was always screaming or yelling. If it wasn't that, spells were being cast left, right and center." "I'd like it if you lived here," she said smiling. Draco leaned down and kissed her. He slid his hand behind her neck and tilted her head back as he deepened the kiss. When they parted, they smiled at each other. "Vous êtes la raison que mon coeur garde le battement," Draco said.1 "That's sweet Draco. I didn't know you could speak French." "Yes, I can speak it frequently. I have a cousin who attends Beauxbatons." "Cool. If I could, I'd spend all my time here." "Speaking of time, we should be getting back," Draco said. They untied the horses and rode back to Hermione's. When they arrived, they unsaddled the horses and put them back in the stable. Then they walked up to the house. When they arrived, Hermione's parent's were sitting on the couch, talking about them. Thankfully, they did not see them come in, so Hermione and Draco listen in. "Really Daniel, it's no big deal," she heard her mother say. "But think about it Alice, a wedding at Hogwarts." "Dan, if it's what they want to do, fine. Let them decide. This is the day they'll never forget. They should be the ones to decide about it." Hermione and Draco walked in before her dad could say anything else. "Where's back. Where's Michelle?" asked Hermione. "Upstairs sweetie. She fell asleep while I was rocking her," her mother replied.
"Ok, what do you guys want for supper? I'll cook," Hermione asked everyone
"No, you don't need to cook, I'll cook. We were just waiting for you two to get back," Hermione's mother responded, standing up.
"No mum, I insist that I cook. After all, Draco needs to know how well I cook," she replied, turning to Draco. "What did you want for supper Hopscotch?"
Draco thought for a minute. "Pasta with garlic fingers. That's something I haven't had in a while." Hermione nodded and smiled before walking to the kitchen. Draco, slightly nervous about being left alone with her parents, just stood there. Hermione's dad motioned for him to sit down. He done as he was told. Even though he had spent the last week of the summer with her and her parents, he still felt nervous around them.
"Draco, what are you planning to do after you graduate Hogwarts?" her mother asked sipping her tea.
"Well, I was hoping to run for the Minister of Magic. If I didn't get that, I would love to work for the ministry in some way."
"Have you and Hermione planned anything else for the wedding?" her dad asked.
"No sir," Draco said. Meanwhile, Hermione was setting the table in the dinning room. She had already put the garlic bread in the oven and had pasta on the stove. When she finished the table, she stirred the pasta once again. She tested it and it was done. She put the pasta in a bowl, put the bowl on the table and placed the sauce in a bowl on the table too. She then checked on the garlic bread, which was done. She put it on the plate and called out to her parents and Draco. They all sat down and began to eat.
"Wow, this is delicious Hermione," Draco said.
"Thanks."
Half way through eating, Meeshca began to cry.
"I'll go get her," Draco said. Before Hermione had a chance to say anything, Draco got up and went upstairs. He gently picked Meeshca up, rocked her to stop her from crying, then he wrapped her up in a blanket and took her downstairs. Draco sat back at the table and put Meeshca in his laps. They all continued to eat their meal. Then, Hermione helped her mum with the dishes. When the dishes were done, they all departed to the family room to relax.
A/N: I'm not sure if Daniel and Alice are the names of Hermione's parents, but I just used them anyway. And I'm not sure if Hermione would have everything that I mentioned (or will mention) but since her parents are dentists, I would assume they have lots of money, so they could have those things, right? Anywayz, read and review! 1 You are the reason my heart keeps beating