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Chapter 4—Unwanted Marriage
There wasn't a window on the compartment door, thus Draco couldn't see what Granger is doing. Due to his manner, he knocked the door gently, but loud enough for the bushy-haired witch to hear it. It wasn't a hard decision for Hermione, but Draco seemed have waited for hours. He was about to get furious, as he heard a gentle "Come in."
After the invitation, Draco opened the door tentatively. Not much to his surprise, Hermione was reading a book on the couch. As usual, she bit her lip occasionally when she is reading, but Hermione could not hide her deep blush, it's clearly visible to Draco.
"Ex..excuse me,"Draco stuttered, "Ms. Grentesia, we are almost arriving. In fact, we will be landing in two hours, so I believe you need a shower." Draco, still a self-centered, conceited, spoiled prat, wasn't try to act civil or anything, but the nervousness made him feel uncomfortable.
Hermione was quite taken back at what Draco just said. She never heard Draco Malfoy being polite, it just seemed thoroughly funny. After all, Draco was educated under the Malfoy Manor, where you need to be strictly mannered. Because Draco thought Hermione was a mudblood, he never acted his manner toward her. But now he knows that she wasn't a muggle born, he thought it might be good to act polite to her. Of course Hermione wouldn't know that. She was trying to answer his question, but an outburst of line came out from her delicate lips, "You…you are wearing clothes, right?"
Draco finally noticed that Hermione still didn't raise her head from the book yet. Of course, he knew that the book was just a cover for her. He was very amused by the question Hermione said, but he felt as embarrassed as the amusement. He did not bother answering the question, so he situated himself in the couch, and started reading.
Hermione was very embarrassed by the interrogation she made as well. In her trunk, Hermione searched for some random clothes an rushed to the bathroom.
Approximately two hours later, their plane arrive at the airport. Due to the reason that this airport is for Muggles and magic, they are not allowed to Apparate. As much as Hermione enjoyed Apparation, she still liked the traditional muggle vehicle, the car. After the luggage had been settle in the car trunk, they stepped into the limosine.
Draco finally noticed the clothing of Hermione. She had a pink tank top, with a silk transparent jacket out side of it. The jeans was just plain, but somehow seemed to match to the top. Her hair is wrapped by a tight handband, but allows some strand of curly brown hair fall on her soft, make-up-less face. If you look closely, her hair wasn't really that curly, instead, good curls landed on her shoulder loosely. If he didn't know her, he would just lean down and kiss her. Kiss her? No way, get a grip. She is just somewhat pretty, but a lot of girls out there are pretty too. But Hermione has a different beauty, sure she's not very attractive outside, like Pansy, but the neutrality, the originality is the beauty of her. Wait, did I just call her 'Hermione? Merlin must be fooling around with me.
Hermione also laid an eye on the new outfit of Draco. He had a black t-shirt on, very tight, his well build body clearly visible. It wasn't like hunky, he's still skinny, but his muscles are very well fit. His jeans are not muggle jeans, they are made of Grahertia, a wizard material of clothing. On the knee, there is some intentional holes, but fits really well. Draco's hair is not gelled, Hermione had never see him like that, but he looked original, the way Hermione liked it. His grey eyes are not direct to Hermione, but it still looked piercing. If Hermione did not know this boy, she might just hug him, not letting go. Hug Draco Malfoy? Are you out of your mind? He is definitely good looking and his slender but well-build body is attractive, but he still had that kind of personality. Hermione suddenly stopped thinking when she realized that she had been complementing him, But if he put aside his cockiness, he might just be my man. But that will never happen, I wish it could. No, I don't!!! I hate the prat, conceited, self-centered…
Without their notice, they had arrived at the Grentesia Manor. It was very beautiful, outside the brown roof showed a tinge of orient. It looked very much like the Malfoy Manor, but somehow Draco felt this house is more welcoming, warm, unlike the cold and unfeeling Malfoy Manor.
Soon, a white haired woman walked out in a very glorious dress. The collars were fixed into a bow, and the bottom is folded to have several stages. The woman walked toward Ellis, hugged her tightly, and Eliz hugged her back some emotionally. Of course, this must be Ellis's mother, or Hermione's grandmother. Soon, the woman walked to Hermione and gave her a hug as well. After a lot of tears and hugs, they walked into the manor.
Hermione was so stunned by the beauty of the lobby. The wall was more than twenty feet high, each corner with a pillar that's carved with dragons. On each wall, there was portraits of different wizards. The ceiling has several stages, each one turned from color red to orange to yellow to orange and back to red. In the center of the ceiling, there was a giant crystal light that emits and shines the whole lobby. The floor is very well cover by a red carpet, feeling very soft. Up ahead, there was four stairs that leads to different directions. Each stairs is covered with red rugs as well.
"Wow…" Hermione exclaimed as she saw this fantastic sight.
"Hermione, dear. I will lead you to you and Mr. Malfoy's room," Said Grandma kindly.
Hermione thought she heard this wrong first, but then she asked,
"Excuse me, grandma. Why did you use Mr. Malfoy and my room?"
"Why shouldn't two fiancées live together?" Grandma was puzzled.
"Fiancée? Granger and I are fiancées?" Draco questioned, his eyes are filled with wonder and fear.
"Aren't you told? Your engagement will be hold tomorrow night." Replied Grandma,
"Elizabeth, didn't you inform Hermione and Mr. Malfoy?"
"Narcissa and I got a little carried off in conversations." Elizabeth answered.
"Now follow me to the West Wings." Grandma Demanded.
Chapter 4—Unwanted Marriage
There wasn't a window on the compartment door, thus Draco couldn't see what Granger is doing. Due to his manner, he knocked the door gently, but loud enough for the bushy-haired witch to hear it. It wasn't a hard decision for Hermione, but Draco seemed have waited for hours. He was about to get furious, as he heard a gentle "Come in."
After the invitation, Draco opened the door tentatively. Not much to his surprise, Hermione was reading a book on the couch. As usual, she bit her lip occasionally when she is reading, but Hermione could not hide her deep blush, it's clearly visible to Draco.
"Ex..excuse me,"Draco stuttered, "Ms. Grentesia, we are almost arriving. In fact, we will be landing in two hours, so I believe you need a shower." Draco, still a self-centered, conceited, spoiled prat, wasn't try to act civil or anything, but the nervousness made him feel uncomfortable.
Hermione was quite taken back at what Draco just said. She never heard Draco Malfoy being polite, it just seemed thoroughly funny. After all, Draco was educated under the Malfoy Manor, where you need to be strictly mannered. Because Draco thought Hermione was a mudblood, he never acted his manner toward her. But now he knows that she wasn't a muggle born, he thought it might be good to act polite to her. Of course Hermione wouldn't know that. She was trying to answer his question, but an outburst of line came out from her delicate lips, "You…you are wearing clothes, right?"
Draco finally noticed that Hermione still didn't raise her head from the book yet. Of course, he knew that the book was just a cover for her. He was very amused by the question Hermione said, but he felt as embarrassed as the amusement. He did not bother answering the question, so he situated himself in the couch, and started reading.
Hermione was very embarrassed by the interrogation she made as well. In her trunk, Hermione searched for some random clothes an rushed to the bathroom.
Approximately two hours later, their plane arrive at the airport. Due to the reason that this airport is for Muggles and magic, they are not allowed to Apparate. As much as Hermione enjoyed Apparation, she still liked the traditional muggle vehicle, the car. After the luggage had been settle in the car trunk, they stepped into the limosine.
Draco finally noticed the clothing of Hermione. She had a pink tank top, with a silk transparent jacket out side of it. The jeans was just plain, but somehow seemed to match to the top. Her hair is wrapped by a tight handband, but allows some strand of curly brown hair fall on her soft, make-up-less face. If you look closely, her hair wasn't really that curly, instead, good curls landed on her shoulder loosely. If he didn't know her, he would just lean down and kiss her. Kiss her? No way, get a grip. She is just somewhat pretty, but a lot of girls out there are pretty too. But Hermione has a different beauty, sure she's not very attractive outside, like Pansy, but the neutrality, the originality is the beauty of her. Wait, did I just call her 'Hermione? Merlin must be fooling around with me.
Hermione also laid an eye on the new outfit of Draco. He had a black t-shirt on, very tight, his well build body clearly visible. It wasn't like hunky, he's still skinny, but his muscles are very well fit. His jeans are not muggle jeans, they are made of Grahertia, a wizard material of clothing. On the knee, there is some intentional holes, but fits really well. Draco's hair is not gelled, Hermione had never see him like that, but he looked original, the way Hermione liked it. His grey eyes are not direct to Hermione, but it still looked piercing. If Hermione did not know this boy, she might just hug him, not letting go. Hug Draco Malfoy? Are you out of your mind? He is definitely good looking and his slender but well-build body is attractive, but he still had that kind of personality. Hermione suddenly stopped thinking when she realized that she had been complementing him, But if he put aside his cockiness, he might just be my man. But that will never happen, I wish it could. No, I don't!!! I hate the prat, conceited, self-centered…
Without their notice, they had arrived at the Grentesia Manor. It was very beautiful, outside the brown roof showed a tinge of orient. It looked very much like the Malfoy Manor, but somehow Draco felt this house is more welcoming, warm, unlike the cold and unfeeling Malfoy Manor.
Soon, a white haired woman walked out in a very glorious dress. The collars were fixed into a bow, and the bottom is folded to have several stages. The woman walked toward Ellis, hugged her tightly, and Eliz hugged her back some emotionally. Of course, this must be Ellis's mother, or Hermione's grandmother. Soon, the woman walked to Hermione and gave her a hug as well. After a lot of tears and hugs, they walked into the manor.
Hermione was so stunned by the beauty of the lobby. The wall was more than twenty feet high, each corner with a pillar that's carved with dragons. On each wall, there was portraits of different wizards. The ceiling has several stages, each one turned from color red to orange to yellow to orange and back to red. In the center of the ceiling, there was a giant crystal light that emits and shines the whole lobby. The floor is very well cover by a red carpet, feeling very soft. Up ahead, there was four stairs that leads to different directions. Each stairs is covered with red rugs as well.
"Wow…" Hermione exclaimed as she saw this fantastic sight.
"Hermione, dear. I will lead you to you and Mr. Malfoy's room," Said Grandma kindly.
Hermione thought she heard this wrong first, but then she asked,
"Excuse me, grandma. Why did you use Mr. Malfoy and my room?"
"Why shouldn't two fiancées live together?" Grandma was puzzled.
"Fiancée? Granger and I are fiancées?" Draco questioned, his eyes are filled with wonder and fear.
"Aren't you told? Your engagement will be hold tomorrow night." Replied Grandma,
"Elizabeth, didn't you inform Hermione and Mr. Malfoy?"
"Narcissa and I got a little carried off in conversations." Elizabeth answered.
"Now follow me to the West Wings." Grandma Demanded.