Sorry it took so long for an update, lots of things have been going on in
my household. I am also sorry this is not a longer chapter. Hopefully
things will settle down soon. Thanks to my Beta reader, Lily, and all that
reviewed.
Draco slowly walked down the stairs to the common room and went straight to the window sill where a black eagle owl was pearched gracefully. "Hello, Titan," Draco said in a low voice. "What do you have for me today?"Titan held out his leg for Draco to untie the string. As soon as Draco detached the letter, the owl flew back out the window. Draco walked over to his couch in the common room and sat down unfolding the letter slowly, and reading it to himself.
"Good news, Malfoy?" Hermione asked coming down from her bedroom.
"None of your business Granger," Draco said, slipping the letter into the pocket of his robes.
"Doesn't really bother me," Hermione said, shrugging her shoulders as another owl flew into the common room, and strait to Hermione. Hermione slowly untied the piece of paper attached to the owls leg. As silently as the owl came, it left again. Hermione didn't open the letter, she was slipping it into her pocket when Malfoy's voice inturupted her thoughts.
"What, Granger, not going to read your letter from your perfect muggle family?"Draco teased.
"Shut up, Malfoy, you have no idea what you are talking about." Hermione said in a low tone.
"What, is life not so perfect at home ,Hermione?" Draco said in a false sweet voice.
"It is none of your business, I don't ask how your screwed up home life is," Hermione said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"At least I know who my parents are unlike you" Draco said in a low tone.
Hermione just stood there, tears started to stream down her face. She didn't even try to hide them. Draco felt a tinge of guilt in the pit of his stomach and he wanted to apoligize, he really did, but he was a Malfoy. And Malfoy's didn't apoligize to anyone. That was the Malfoy way. Hermione was shaking now, she reached out to hold the end of her couch to steady herself. "How could you?" Hermione ask softly. "You know nothing about me, you make assumptions about everything, you've called me a mudblood for years, but now when you know I am not one you find something else to degrade me with. I've been Degraded enough!" Hermione screamed, turning around and rushing up to her room.
"What does she mean she's been degraded enough?" Draco muttered to himself shaking his head. He decided to go and get his clothes and take a bath, he would find a way to apoligize to Hermione without directly apoligizing to her. Draco went to his room to retrieve his stuff for a bath when the mirror exclaimed "How could you be so insensitive!?"
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?" Draco asked the mirror.
"Making the head girl cry like that! You should be ashamed, but wait, I forgot you're a Malfoy! You are never ashamed making a poor girl cry like that!!"
"She was the one who started it!"
"What is this, first grade?" The mirror replied "I thought you would have more sense than that when dealing with a girl that you love! You do not say harsh things to her to make her cry! What are you, daft?" The mirror all but screamed.
"I don't like her, let alone love her!" Draco roared back.
"Sure. You just haven't figured it out yet," The mirror replied.
"What are you? A match maker? Now your almost as bad as the mirror in the bathroom!" Draco screamed.
"Watch what you say about that mirror, she is my sister you know!" The mirror said harshly.
"No I didn't know thanks for telling me that," Draco said sarcastically.
"You are a git, you know that?"
"Yes, but a very handsome one." Draco said, leaving the room to go and take his bath. ~*~*~
"I can't believe he said that to me! I mean, I know he is cruel and all, but that was low even for him," Hermione cried into her pillow.
"He is just daft, child, look on the bright side: even though he is stupid, at least he looks good."
"Who cares what he looks like? He is a jerk!" Hermione cried even harder.
"Oh, you care, I can see it in your eyes when you talk about him, your eyes sparkle with passion." Kay said with a hint of a smile. (Beta Note: Wait, she's a mirror... that doesn't sound right. A mirror... smiling?)
"No, they do not! It's anger, pure anger." Hermione said.
"What ever you say, dear. Why don't you open your letter?"
"Alright," Hermione said, taking out her letter and slowly opening it.
Dearest Hermione, I just wanted to let you know that an owl came the other day notifying us that you are seeking your birth parents. Don't worry I hid the letter, though I don't know how long it will stay hidden. I wish you the best of Luck. Sorry I couldn't make this letter longer. No matter what, you will always be my daughter. I Love you, Mum (Eliabeth Granger, and please don't forget that. I am your mum.)
"Please be all right, Mum, please." Hermione said softly, laying the letter on her bedside table and deciding to take a nap because she was completely wiped out from her crying.
Draco slowly walked down the stairs to the common room and went straight to the window sill where a black eagle owl was pearched gracefully. "Hello, Titan," Draco said in a low voice. "What do you have for me today?"Titan held out his leg for Draco to untie the string. As soon as Draco detached the letter, the owl flew back out the window. Draco walked over to his couch in the common room and sat down unfolding the letter slowly, and reading it to himself.
"Good news, Malfoy?" Hermione asked coming down from her bedroom.
"None of your business Granger," Draco said, slipping the letter into the pocket of his robes.
"Doesn't really bother me," Hermione said, shrugging her shoulders as another owl flew into the common room, and strait to Hermione. Hermione slowly untied the piece of paper attached to the owls leg. As silently as the owl came, it left again. Hermione didn't open the letter, she was slipping it into her pocket when Malfoy's voice inturupted her thoughts.
"What, Granger, not going to read your letter from your perfect muggle family?"Draco teased.
"Shut up, Malfoy, you have no idea what you are talking about." Hermione said in a low tone.
"What, is life not so perfect at home ,Hermione?" Draco said in a false sweet voice.
"It is none of your business, I don't ask how your screwed up home life is," Hermione said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"At least I know who my parents are unlike you" Draco said in a low tone.
Hermione just stood there, tears started to stream down her face. She didn't even try to hide them. Draco felt a tinge of guilt in the pit of his stomach and he wanted to apoligize, he really did, but he was a Malfoy. And Malfoy's didn't apoligize to anyone. That was the Malfoy way. Hermione was shaking now, she reached out to hold the end of her couch to steady herself. "How could you?" Hermione ask softly. "You know nothing about me, you make assumptions about everything, you've called me a mudblood for years, but now when you know I am not one you find something else to degrade me with. I've been Degraded enough!" Hermione screamed, turning around and rushing up to her room.
"What does she mean she's been degraded enough?" Draco muttered to himself shaking his head. He decided to go and get his clothes and take a bath, he would find a way to apoligize to Hermione without directly apoligizing to her. Draco went to his room to retrieve his stuff for a bath when the mirror exclaimed "How could you be so insensitive!?"
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?" Draco asked the mirror.
"Making the head girl cry like that! You should be ashamed, but wait, I forgot you're a Malfoy! You are never ashamed making a poor girl cry like that!!"
"She was the one who started it!"
"What is this, first grade?" The mirror replied "I thought you would have more sense than that when dealing with a girl that you love! You do not say harsh things to her to make her cry! What are you, daft?" The mirror all but screamed.
"I don't like her, let alone love her!" Draco roared back.
"Sure. You just haven't figured it out yet," The mirror replied.
"What are you? A match maker? Now your almost as bad as the mirror in the bathroom!" Draco screamed.
"Watch what you say about that mirror, she is my sister you know!" The mirror said harshly.
"No I didn't know thanks for telling me that," Draco said sarcastically.
"You are a git, you know that?"
"Yes, but a very handsome one." Draco said, leaving the room to go and take his bath. ~*~*~
"I can't believe he said that to me! I mean, I know he is cruel and all, but that was low even for him," Hermione cried into her pillow.
"He is just daft, child, look on the bright side: even though he is stupid, at least he looks good."
"Who cares what he looks like? He is a jerk!" Hermione cried even harder.
"Oh, you care, I can see it in your eyes when you talk about him, your eyes sparkle with passion." Kay said with a hint of a smile. (Beta Note: Wait, she's a mirror... that doesn't sound right. A mirror... smiling?)
"No, they do not! It's anger, pure anger." Hermione said.
"What ever you say, dear. Why don't you open your letter?"
"Alright," Hermione said, taking out her letter and slowly opening it.
Dearest Hermione, I just wanted to let you know that an owl came the other day notifying us that you are seeking your birth parents. Don't worry I hid the letter, though I don't know how long it will stay hidden. I wish you the best of Luck. Sorry I couldn't make this letter longer. No matter what, you will always be my daughter. I Love you, Mum (Eliabeth Granger, and please don't forget that. I am your mum.)
"Please be all right, Mum, please." Hermione said softly, laying the letter on her bedside table and deciding to take a nap because she was completely wiped out from her crying.