AN: Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! I'm so happy! Well, here's the
second chapter. I wanted
to make the whole Draco/Hermione relationship go slower but.. Oh, well. In
this chapter Draco
might seem a bit out of character, but this is a DMHG story and they should
be a little out of character
because in the real stories, there's really no chance of them falling in
love. (No matter how much I
hate to admit it.) Oh yeah, I'm sorry if this chapter goes to quickly.
Thanks again everyone! R & R!
Note To Eliza Evenstar: Oh my gosh! I can't believe you knew that! You're right, it's the same Habsburg
Bourbon. I didn't think anyone would know!
Chapter Two
Being A Princess
The next morning the Grangers, or rather, the soon to be Habsburg- Bourbon-Grangers, were ready to go and standing in front of the fireplace.
"Hermione, before we go," began her mother gently, "you should know that everyone is really quite nice. Even though I left it didn't mean I didn't like the place. It just wasn't me. But it's really a lovely place. I know my mother will love you. She's quite the bookworm herself. You should also know that you might not see us too much except around meal times. Your father and I will probably have legal matters to tend to. And you'll be busy too. If I know my mother, she will probably insist that you take 'princess lessons', as I like to call it. But don't worry, I'm sure you'll love them."
Hermione was grateful for her mother's reassurance. She had been quite nervous. "Thanks mum."
"Ok now, I'll go first," said her mother, stepping into the fireplace with two bags. Earlier, they owled the Ministry so they could use their fireplace. She took a pinch of Floo Powder and said, "The Habsburg-Bourbon Castle!"
Her father went next with her Hogwarts Trunk.
"The Habsburg-Bourbon Castle!" He shouted.
Hermione went last with her bag. "The Habsburg-Bourbon Castle!" She was soon surrounded by emerald green flames and started spinning with soot traveling with her. Then it stopped. She stepped out of the fireplace and gasped. It was beautiful. She immediately knew she was in the entrance hall to the castle. The hall was bigger than the one at Hogwarts. In the middle, there was a grand marble staircase. To the left of the staircase, there was an enormous ballroom and to the right there was a very wide and long hallway. There was also a large crystal chandelier under the end of the staircase in the middle of the room. There seemed to be marble everywhere. Marble floors, marble staircase, marble walls.
Immediately three house elves began taking their luggage. Hermione felt a strong twinge of anger. "House elves?? Here?? I should do something about it." she thought. A woman who looked like Hermione's mother, but much older soon greeted them. She was about Hermione's height and had white hair tied in an elegant bun with no hair out of place. She was wearing a flowing blue dress robe.
"Darlings! You're here!" she exclaimed, hugging Hermione's mother and father. She had a slight French accent. "It's been such a long time! I've missed you so much! And this must be Hermione!" she turned to hug her.
"Hello Grandmother,"
"Hello Darling. Oh! I've finally met you!" When they pulled out from their embrace, Hermione's grandmother wiped a tear from her cheek. "You're so beautiful! You look so much like your mother and I! Now come on! I must show you to your rooms." She said, leading them up the stairs happily. "You three have the entire east wing. It has 5 rooms, all the rooms have bathrooms and there are tow extra bathrooms. There's a large library, a study, two dens, four offices, three lounges and a small dining area, but I expect you all in the main dinning area for each meal. And don't worry about getting lost, you'll quickly learn where everything is in the entire castle. I'll make sure of it. Now, you're bedrooms are just down the hall from each other. I'll let you get settled in and then I'll come back in about half an hour. Ta-ta!"
Hermione went in her room while her parents went in theirs. Her room was wonderfully decorated and large. It was mostly a powder blue and white combination. The carpet was powder blue and there was a large queen sized 4- poster bed directly across the door. She had two nightstands on either side of the bed, two dressers, a vanity and a desk. There were also two bookcases filled with books. She had a large walk-in closet and bathroom. The bathtub could probably fit three people.
After half an hour, her grandmother came back.
"I'm going to take you shopping while your parents get settled in dear," said her grandmother.
Five minutes later, they were in a car heading to the nearest wizard shopping area, which was in Paris. They must have went to two dozen stores. Three hours later, her grandmother had bought her a new set of expensive designer Hogwarts robes and about 20 other dress robes of various colors. She also bought Hermione muggle clothes. 20 tops and 20 bottoms (pants, skirts, and shorts) and 10 beautiful gowns and dresses. Her grandmother said that there was to be a ball welcoming her parents and her in a week. When Hermione said that her grandmother really didn't need to spend so much money on her, her grandmother said, "Nonsense! You're a princess and you need magnificent clothes to suit your beauty, and besides, you should get spoiled once in a while. They ate lunch together and returned to the castle at around 1:30 p.m.
When she returned to the castle, Hermione found her parents in the east wing library and spent an hour with them and her grandmother. She soon found out that at 3, she had "princess lessons" to attend to. She returned to her room to freshen up and saw that all her clothes had already been put away. At 3, she promptly arrived at one of the east offices meant for her. The office had been turned into a classroom for one slash library. The tutor was already there. She was a woman in her mid-thirties. The woman warmly smiled at her.
"Hello Princess Hermione. I am your tutor, Professor Lelone," she spoke with a French accent. Even though her grandmother told her people would address her as Princess, she was a little surprised. "Now," continued Professor Lelone, "I will be teaching you the Habsburg-Bourbon history, French, government, French history, proper princess etiquette and grace. I will begin by telling you the history of the Habsburg-Bourbons. The Habsburg-Bourbons are a very powerful and famous royal pureblood family. They are the muggle royal family and the wizarding royal family of France. They've never told the muggle side that are wizards and all of the people living and working for the royal family are magic.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco had been thinking a lot of Hermione Granger. He just couldn't get her out of his head. He kept on revisiting the day on the Hogwarts express in his head. Why had he stutter and run away when meeting her? "Draco Malfoy does not stutter OR run away from girls, except maybe run away from Pansy though," he thought. Part of him was deeply annoyed to have Granger keep popping up in the head, the other side kind of liked thinking about her.
"Draco! Draco, to the drawing room please!" Draco heard his mother call. When he arrived at the drawing room, he found his father reading the Daily Prophet and his mother reading Witch Weekly.
"Yes mother?"
"Draco, did I tell you? We're going to a ball this week," she replied, not looking up from her magazine.
"A ball?"
"Yes darling. Make sure you wear a tuxedo. It's a formal occasion."
"Who's it for?"
"Well, you've seen in the papers about the new French princess and her husband and daughter. Well, at the ball, they'll announce who it is,"
"And we have to go?"
"Draco! Of course we do! The Malfoys are part French and the Habsburg- Bourbons are friends of ours!" she exclaimed in a scandalized tone.
"Yes mother." he replied, clearly annoyed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The week had gone by quickly for Hermione. She spent it attending her lessons, spending time with her parents and grandmother, meeting new people, and of course, exploring the castle. She sent letters to Harry and Ron but wasn't allowed to tell them about being a princess. At least until it had been formally announced.
The ball was that night. Hermione was wearing a blue (blue was the Habsburg-Bourbon royal color) strapless gown. It looked a bit like those wedding gowns tat were semi big and poofy at the waist down. Hermione's mother and grandmother would wear gowns identical to hers. Every woman would wear similar gowns, just those of different colors.
Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. The gown went all the way down to the floor covering her feet. She was wearing a diamond necklace and diamond stud earrings with a matching bracelet. Her hair was curled and put up in an elegant updo with a few strands framing her face. She also wore diamond crown and elbow length gloves that matched her gown.
When everyone arrived, the guests would come out of ballroom and into the entrance hall. Someone would announce the queen and she would come down the stairs. Then they would announce her parents, then her. Then they would lead the guests back to the ballroom together and the ball would officially start.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco didn't really like these balls. Sure, the balls were a breeding ground for beautiful girls but the girls weren't all that interesting and most were shallow. Most were just attracted to his looks and fortune. But he was a little curious to find out who the new heirs were. He waited at the bottom of the staircase with the other guests. They would announce it any moment now.
"Her royal majesty," he heard someone say, "Queen Charlotte Beatrice Carolina Helene Habsburg-Bourbon," the queen walked down the grand staircase and the crowd applauded.
"Her Royal Highness and heir to the French throne, Princess Elizabeth Carolina Helene Habsburg-Bourbon-Granger"
Draco's eyes widened. "Granger?? No, it couldn't be."
"Her Royal Highness and 2nd heir to the French throne, Princess Hermione Theresa Sophie Marie Habsburg-Bourbon-Granger,"
"No it couldn't be.it is." he thought as Hermione walked down the grand staircase looking like an angel.
Note To Eliza Evenstar: Oh my gosh! I can't believe you knew that! You're right, it's the same Habsburg
Bourbon. I didn't think anyone would know!
Chapter Two
Being A Princess
The next morning the Grangers, or rather, the soon to be Habsburg- Bourbon-Grangers, were ready to go and standing in front of the fireplace.
"Hermione, before we go," began her mother gently, "you should know that everyone is really quite nice. Even though I left it didn't mean I didn't like the place. It just wasn't me. But it's really a lovely place. I know my mother will love you. She's quite the bookworm herself. You should also know that you might not see us too much except around meal times. Your father and I will probably have legal matters to tend to. And you'll be busy too. If I know my mother, she will probably insist that you take 'princess lessons', as I like to call it. But don't worry, I'm sure you'll love them."
Hermione was grateful for her mother's reassurance. She had been quite nervous. "Thanks mum."
"Ok now, I'll go first," said her mother, stepping into the fireplace with two bags. Earlier, they owled the Ministry so they could use their fireplace. She took a pinch of Floo Powder and said, "The Habsburg-Bourbon Castle!"
Her father went next with her Hogwarts Trunk.
"The Habsburg-Bourbon Castle!" He shouted.
Hermione went last with her bag. "The Habsburg-Bourbon Castle!" She was soon surrounded by emerald green flames and started spinning with soot traveling with her. Then it stopped. She stepped out of the fireplace and gasped. It was beautiful. She immediately knew she was in the entrance hall to the castle. The hall was bigger than the one at Hogwarts. In the middle, there was a grand marble staircase. To the left of the staircase, there was an enormous ballroom and to the right there was a very wide and long hallway. There was also a large crystal chandelier under the end of the staircase in the middle of the room. There seemed to be marble everywhere. Marble floors, marble staircase, marble walls.
Immediately three house elves began taking their luggage. Hermione felt a strong twinge of anger. "House elves?? Here?? I should do something about it." she thought. A woman who looked like Hermione's mother, but much older soon greeted them. She was about Hermione's height and had white hair tied in an elegant bun with no hair out of place. She was wearing a flowing blue dress robe.
"Darlings! You're here!" she exclaimed, hugging Hermione's mother and father. She had a slight French accent. "It's been such a long time! I've missed you so much! And this must be Hermione!" she turned to hug her.
"Hello Grandmother,"
"Hello Darling. Oh! I've finally met you!" When they pulled out from their embrace, Hermione's grandmother wiped a tear from her cheek. "You're so beautiful! You look so much like your mother and I! Now come on! I must show you to your rooms." She said, leading them up the stairs happily. "You three have the entire east wing. It has 5 rooms, all the rooms have bathrooms and there are tow extra bathrooms. There's a large library, a study, two dens, four offices, three lounges and a small dining area, but I expect you all in the main dinning area for each meal. And don't worry about getting lost, you'll quickly learn where everything is in the entire castle. I'll make sure of it. Now, you're bedrooms are just down the hall from each other. I'll let you get settled in and then I'll come back in about half an hour. Ta-ta!"
Hermione went in her room while her parents went in theirs. Her room was wonderfully decorated and large. It was mostly a powder blue and white combination. The carpet was powder blue and there was a large queen sized 4- poster bed directly across the door. She had two nightstands on either side of the bed, two dressers, a vanity and a desk. There were also two bookcases filled with books. She had a large walk-in closet and bathroom. The bathtub could probably fit three people.
After half an hour, her grandmother came back.
"I'm going to take you shopping while your parents get settled in dear," said her grandmother.
Five minutes later, they were in a car heading to the nearest wizard shopping area, which was in Paris. They must have went to two dozen stores. Three hours later, her grandmother had bought her a new set of expensive designer Hogwarts robes and about 20 other dress robes of various colors. She also bought Hermione muggle clothes. 20 tops and 20 bottoms (pants, skirts, and shorts) and 10 beautiful gowns and dresses. Her grandmother said that there was to be a ball welcoming her parents and her in a week. When Hermione said that her grandmother really didn't need to spend so much money on her, her grandmother said, "Nonsense! You're a princess and you need magnificent clothes to suit your beauty, and besides, you should get spoiled once in a while. They ate lunch together and returned to the castle at around 1:30 p.m.
When she returned to the castle, Hermione found her parents in the east wing library and spent an hour with them and her grandmother. She soon found out that at 3, she had "princess lessons" to attend to. She returned to her room to freshen up and saw that all her clothes had already been put away. At 3, she promptly arrived at one of the east offices meant for her. The office had been turned into a classroom for one slash library. The tutor was already there. She was a woman in her mid-thirties. The woman warmly smiled at her.
"Hello Princess Hermione. I am your tutor, Professor Lelone," she spoke with a French accent. Even though her grandmother told her people would address her as Princess, she was a little surprised. "Now," continued Professor Lelone, "I will be teaching you the Habsburg-Bourbon history, French, government, French history, proper princess etiquette and grace. I will begin by telling you the history of the Habsburg-Bourbons. The Habsburg-Bourbons are a very powerful and famous royal pureblood family. They are the muggle royal family and the wizarding royal family of France. They've never told the muggle side that are wizards and all of the people living and working for the royal family are magic.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco had been thinking a lot of Hermione Granger. He just couldn't get her out of his head. He kept on revisiting the day on the Hogwarts express in his head. Why had he stutter and run away when meeting her? "Draco Malfoy does not stutter OR run away from girls, except maybe run away from Pansy though," he thought. Part of him was deeply annoyed to have Granger keep popping up in the head, the other side kind of liked thinking about her.
"Draco! Draco, to the drawing room please!" Draco heard his mother call. When he arrived at the drawing room, he found his father reading the Daily Prophet and his mother reading Witch Weekly.
"Yes mother?"
"Draco, did I tell you? We're going to a ball this week," she replied, not looking up from her magazine.
"A ball?"
"Yes darling. Make sure you wear a tuxedo. It's a formal occasion."
"Who's it for?"
"Well, you've seen in the papers about the new French princess and her husband and daughter. Well, at the ball, they'll announce who it is,"
"And we have to go?"
"Draco! Of course we do! The Malfoys are part French and the Habsburg- Bourbons are friends of ours!" she exclaimed in a scandalized tone.
"Yes mother." he replied, clearly annoyed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The week had gone by quickly for Hermione. She spent it attending her lessons, spending time with her parents and grandmother, meeting new people, and of course, exploring the castle. She sent letters to Harry and Ron but wasn't allowed to tell them about being a princess. At least until it had been formally announced.
The ball was that night. Hermione was wearing a blue (blue was the Habsburg-Bourbon royal color) strapless gown. It looked a bit like those wedding gowns tat were semi big and poofy at the waist down. Hermione's mother and grandmother would wear gowns identical to hers. Every woman would wear similar gowns, just those of different colors.
Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. The gown went all the way down to the floor covering her feet. She was wearing a diamond necklace and diamond stud earrings with a matching bracelet. Her hair was curled and put up in an elegant updo with a few strands framing her face. She also wore diamond crown and elbow length gloves that matched her gown.
When everyone arrived, the guests would come out of ballroom and into the entrance hall. Someone would announce the queen and she would come down the stairs. Then they would announce her parents, then her. Then they would lead the guests back to the ballroom together and the ball would officially start.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco didn't really like these balls. Sure, the balls were a breeding ground for beautiful girls but the girls weren't all that interesting and most were shallow. Most were just attracted to his looks and fortune. But he was a little curious to find out who the new heirs were. He waited at the bottom of the staircase with the other guests. They would announce it any moment now.
"Her royal majesty," he heard someone say, "Queen Charlotte Beatrice Carolina Helene Habsburg-Bourbon," the queen walked down the grand staircase and the crowd applauded.
"Her Royal Highness and heir to the French throne, Princess Elizabeth Carolina Helene Habsburg-Bourbon-Granger"
Draco's eyes widened. "Granger?? No, it couldn't be."
"Her Royal Highness and 2nd heir to the French throne, Princess Hermione Theresa Sophie Marie Habsburg-Bourbon-Granger,"
"No it couldn't be.it is." he thought as Hermione walked down the grand staircase looking like an angel.