Chapter Nine - Dinner
"Mione I was wondering, why did you tell Ray that we still are enemies?" he asked after a long pause. They just had arrived at Mione's home
"Umm. it may have been just a reflex. I have to go Draco, mum and dad are waiting for me, I'll see you later!" and she went inside her house.
After she shut the door she leaned against it and listened until she could hear him leaving. What she did want to discuss was that very thing he had just brought up, but she couldn't bring her self to talk about it when the time came.
Yes, she and Draco had become closer since the beginning of break, but she wasn't quite sure whether he was just using her friends ship for something, or not. She was just confused. Plus she really wanted to see what her parents had needed her back so early for.
She heard laughing in the living room, a good place to start.
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When Draco got home, his head was pounding with confusing questions. Like, for instance, why Hermione didn't want to discuss that subject.
May be she was just using his friendship? No, that wasn't her style. Maybe she thought that he was using her? that fit better. Though he hated to admit it, she had every reason, not to trust him.
He leaned against the door to his room and hit the door hard with his fist. After opening the door he walked in a bit and fell face first onto his bed. Even though they won the game today, his happiness was short lived.
WHY? Why did he have to ruin the moment by asking that! She probably would talk to him for a bit, that is, until she figured out a reason she could give. Damn it! He knew the answer, even if she didn't. He just wanted to hear her say it.
He angrily turned over so he faced the ceiling. Why did his dad have to go insane? 'because you two were dueling, and you knocked him out.' A nasty voice said in his head.
Why did he have to be stronger than his dad? 'what's with all the 'why's' Malfoy? Weren't you the one who always had the answer to everything?'
"No, that's Granger." He said softly and sorrowful to the ceiling.
"DRAACOOOO!" he heard his mom call. Getting up he realized that he had a headache. ' great just what I need.' He opened his door realizing that there was an imprint were his hand hit. 'the house elf can deal with it.' He slammed the door and went downstairs to see what in world his mom needed him for.
"You do need to learn how to control that temper of yours." She said when he was at the base of the steps. "I would ask what is wrong with you today, but we have more important matters to discuss. Your father, god bless him, invited a few of the families in this neighborhood to dinner tonight."
Draco's head snapped up. "Which ones?"
"The Grangers, I know about, I don't know the other two." She smiled sweetly at her son. "At least he had some sense to invite a family with a witch in it, eh? So we wont seem to pathetic to them, with nothing to say." She turned on her heal. "Come on, I need help transforming the house elves into human bodies."
"Why torture them mom? You know that they hate that form." He followed her
"Yes, but muggles can't see house elves, and I for one am not going to be serving dinner. First of all I don't know how, second of all why would I degrade myself?"
Draco nodded and followed his mom into the kitchen. 'great.' He thought, 'just what I need, Granger over now, with all of what's going on.' 'but wait.' Said another voice in his head. ' what if the dinner helps her forget your little question?' 'nice point.' He agreed 'if she can come at all, dad can't be around anyone who would be able to influence him.'
'oh she'll come.' The voice replied. 'I hope so.' And he shook his head. 'talking to one's self is the first sign of insanity, and mom doesn't need another sociopath to take care of.'
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"We're what?" Mione said happily, not quite believing what was happening.
"Going to the Malfoy's tonight for dinner, isn't that nice of them to invite us?"
"Yeah, it is mom." She stood up. "Wait right here while I hit my head on the door now to wake up out of this nightmare."
"Hermione Elizabeth GRANGER! You get back over here and explain your actions." Hermione slowly turned around to face her father, who rarely got angry. "Better, now what's with this? I thought you and that Draco kid were getting along pretty well. Is this not the case?"
"No, me and Draco are ok, but technically I'm not allowed around his dad unless it's a dire circumstance."
"why?"
"He's trying to regain his personality, and any one who can influence him is not allowed to make contact, order from his doctor." She shrugged. "Guess I can't go eh?"
"He invited you separately. You are going to come."
"Great, well, what should I wear? Robes?"
"Funny." Her mom definitely wasn't laughing. " You'll wear some semi casual clothing, not anything fancy, just look nice."
"Alright." And she quickly retreated to her room, to 'get ready'.
When she got up there the first thing that came to her mind was what was she to do when she faced Malfoy. Answering his question was out of the question. She shook her head as that though came across strangely.
She grabbed her book and started to draw and write everything that happened that day. Her friends learning her secret, the game, and the question , now the dinner.
"Mione we are leaving in two minutes!" her mom called up.
"Be right down!" she sat down her book after locking it, took off the polo shirt and pulled on a nice cotton blouse. It looked country, but it always made her happy to wear.
She then pulled on a black skirt, hooked a choker around her neck ran a brush though her hair and was down the steps in less then a minute.
'Hogworts,' she said thoughtfully 'If you learn nothing else there, you learn how to get ready instantly.'
Since they lived a short walk away, they decided that the exercise was good for them.
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"Draco, you will be welcoming the guests." Stated his father "You will take their coats and put them up, then lead them to your mother in the living room."
"Narcissa, dear, you will offer them tea and make small talk with the women, just pretend that they are witches too, minus the magic stuff, understand?"
"Yes, Father." "Yes dear, now who did you invite?"
"Just the Grangers, Spinets, and Smiths."
"Mione, Dora and Ray?" Draco asked not skipping a beat.
"Yes, I wanted to meet your new friends that you are always with."
"I see, well darling," Narcissia began "What of your condition?"
"Muggles aren't to affect me."
"Yeah but dad, Granger is a witch." Draco pointed out.
"The doctors wouldn't have moved us here if they thought her a threat."
"Good point."
Just then the door bell rang. "Go answer it Draco." And Following orders Draco turned on foot to get the door, and welcome the guests.
'dad is never coming back.' he thought as his hand touched the door handle.
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"Mione!" Dora and Ray called out as Hermione's mom was about to press the door bell.
"Dora, ray?" Hermione turned and hugged both of her friends. "You're invited too?"
"Yep!"
"Great." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Well, I hope your parents like practical jokes." Hermione whispered winking.
Both got the jiff that Draco's mum and dad must use magic too, and that they probably hadn't seen muggles for years.
"Dun worry, they'll get it." Dora said cheerfully as she went up to the door and rang the bell.
Draco answered looking a bit forlorn. "Hello." He said cheering up when he saw the three girls. Looking up he saw three pairs of parents.
One set had blond hair, and looked very urgent, though very happy. The lady of this couple wore glasses, and like her daughter Dora, was always questioning everything. "SO your Draco, nice to meet you, now where are your mum and dad. While we wait is it true that you and our Mione go to the same school?"
"May I take your coat Mrs. Spinet?" she looked very shocked at this, probably this was the first time someone didn't answer her questions.
"Sure, sure." And she handed it to Draco, who also took Mr. Spinet's coat.
The next couple, was beyond odd. Mrs. Smith had brown/black hair like her daughter, and that wasn't the only resemblance. Mrs. Smith obviously had ten to twelve double shots of espresso prior to their coming.
Her husband was attempting to be funny, an odd occurrence, considering he was a happier version of Dora's dad.
Then last was Hermione's family. They hadn't changed since he last saw them. Her mom gave her daughter her bushy hair, while her dad supplied the color, both of her parents had green eyes, however, unlike their daughter. They both were fun loving, practical parents.
'They are all the exact opposite of my family on a normal day!' Draco thought honestly shocked.
After he had put away the Spinet's jackets, simply because they were the only ones who sought fit to wear them, he showed them into the living room to meet his mother.
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Narcissa was sitting in a large chair reading, something Mione honestly thought she would never do. Once she was in the room, however, Draco's mom sat down the book she was reading and stood up to greet the guests.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome!" She said in a quiet sincere manor. "Please have a seat and make yourselves comfortable! Shall I get you some tea?" She asked rather quickly. Mione had the feeling that she was nervous.
Mione and her family chose the greenish red sofa to sit on. Dora's took the tan, and Ray's took the purple one.
Draco sat beside Mione on the end of the sofa smiling. "Of course mom, they must be wanting some of your famous herbal tea?"
Hermione knew that she hadn't dreamed or hallucinated the boastful look that came over his mother, and she for one wasn't going to let it leave. "Of course! I would absolutely love some of your tea Mrs. Malfoy."
"Me too," Dora copied
"I would like some as well." Said Ray, and soon the adults were asking for some too.
AS they each were served tea, which tasted fantastic by Mione's standards, Lucius came in and sat in the other large chair, making him and Narcissa look like the king and queen of this home.
"I'm so glad you all could come, we have a few minutes before the food is ready, so why don't we start the conversations here?"
"Certainly," Dora's Mom started. "First I would like you to know a bit about me, I'm a reporter for the local paper, and you have probably seen some of my work. Possibly you two wouldn't mind me putting your family in the personal interest column would you?"
"Actually," Narcissa started.
"WE really don't like publicity, nor" Lucius added.
"People but close friends knowing where we are residing.." Nracissa continued.
"..For our own personal reasons." Lucius finished.
"I see." And she went back to sipping her tea.
"Well, I'm a Designer for a clothing brand." Started Ray's mom. "I love my work very much, and Narcissa, you don't mind if I call you by your first name do you?"
"Not at all. Please continue."
"Well, I absolutely love your dress! Where might I ask did you get it? Or did you design it yourself?"
"I designed it myself." Even though Mione swore she saw a dress just like that in Mary's merrier robes. But she had enough sense to know the Narcissa was lying on purpose.
"Oh really? Well you must show me the pattern to it some day!" Draco's mom nodded.
"Oh course, but you will give me credit right?"
"Why yes!" It was at this time that a man wearing white stepped into the room and squeaked:
"Dinner"
Mione knew that this was a house elf but under a heavy charm, but once again held her tongue, but instead tapped Draco and the shoulder and winked in the direction of the 'butler'. He nodded back knowing what she was asking.
"Okay! This way to the dinning hall." Draco jumped up and led them all to the table. There were no head seats, but six seats on each side of the table.
Dora's family sat across from Draco's, while rays sat by hers. Mione's family sat beside Draco's, and Mione by Draco in the center, mirrored by Ray and Dora.
"So, tennis lives on?" ray asked, to be replied by laughs of an inside joke. "Me and Dora were on a team against Mione and Draco." She explained to the confused adults.
"Alright, now what were we talking about?" Lucius Piped up after an odd silence.
"We were introducing ourselves." Mione's dad Spoke up. "Well, as mostly everyone here knows, me and my wife are the head Dentists for this city. We even travel out of city, because we are so well known." Mrs. Granger nodded in reply.
"I sell cars!" Said Mr. Spinet.
"Course you do dear." Mrs. Spinet answered in an uncaring way.
Hermione noticed the best she could, that there was actually no food on this table. "Umm, Mrs. Malfoy?"
"Yes dear?"
"the food."
"Oh yes, of course, one moment." And she hurried off to the kitchens. Everyone, but the host family and Mione thought that she was off to 'get' dinner. The others knew she was seeing what the hold up was.
When she returned they had just learned that Ray's Dad was a real state man.
Hermione noticed admiringly that Draco's family didn't mention their ignorance on half the subjects that they were discussing. She also had the feeling that they were quite used to having people over who said things that they frankly didn't comprehend. She smiled at the Irony as twelve men in white suits served then their food on their left side.
Dora's mom humped at this display of money and importance "You must have great jobs to be able to support this." She said indicating everything about the Malfoys.
"I'm just a.oh dear me I forgot what its properly called!" Narcissa looked off to the side as if trying to remember a math problem that she studied a million times. "Mione Dear, what would one call my profession?" her quick wink indicated that she needed help lying.
"A Financial advisor."
"Oh yes that's it!" she laughed "Half the time I'm just doing these peoples bills so I forgot!"
"And I work for a very wealthy companies board of directors." Lucius lied almost as if he used the lie before about a million times.
"I see, well will Draco be following either of you?"
"well, I believe Draco has the capability to start his own business." Said Narcissa merrily.
"He'll get into Government work." Lucius added almost knowingly.
"I'm actually," he glared at his parents. "Planning to become an Auror."
"ah, and Our Dora will be a detective if she has anything to say about her future." Her father said happily. Her mom on the other hand was eating her pasta, trying to put two and two together, when one of the twos acted like a three.
"Our Ray, she has always wanted to be a teacher. How about Mione?" Ray's mom asked.
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Mr. and Mrs. Granger exchanged the oddest look when Ray's Mom asked this Question.
"We, don't really know Mary." Her mom answered. "What do you want to be Mione?"
"Well, I was planning on going to collage first. I was notified a week back that I was accepted to Separious. So I'll go there first, then since I have good detective and cop skills, I guess I'll be an Auror like Draco." She said simply.
Draco beamed, he knew that was precisely what she was planning on doing, but he didn't realize the collage she was going to. The Separious School of Art and Witchcraft was one of the best Magical collages known. ' go Mione, just like you to get accepted to that school.'
"Ahem." Dora's annoying mom spoke up "What may I ask is an Auror?"
The silence that fell over them was very unnerving. Draco, with his famous sythirin trait was thinking a mile a minute. 'Dad for one never had to lie for an Auror, mom has never bothered with lying that much. Oh well, must pick up the slack I guess.' " Its kind of like a mix of." He started, finding that he didn't know quite what to say.
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'Dora's mom looks awfully proud of her self!' Mione glared. She heard Draco start to explain it, but fail. Mione saw an opening.
"A bounty hunter, cop and a detective." Mione finished proudly. The look of pride failed from Mrs. Spinets face.
"Mione?" Ray's dad started. "What dose this, Separious school teach exactly?"
"Art." She said simply.
Suddenly there was a choke of pain. Mione looked over to see Lucius double over in pain, clasping his left arm. After dealing with death eaters as much as she has, she knew what was going on.
"Draco, go see what's up, Mione could you help me bring My husband to bed?" Nodding quickly, and leaving some confused guests, Draco went out front to prepare the dark lord fro entry to his home while Hermione and Narcissa were trying to hide his best supporter.
What everyone forgot about, however, were the other guests. The 'muggle' guests.
Oh well.
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AN:
Sorry to leave ya on another cliffy, but I wanted to finish this so you could read it.
If I waited any longer, most of you would have lost hope in me, trust me I know it. Well I hope you enjoy!
Relena
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"Mione I was wondering, why did you tell Ray that we still are enemies?" he asked after a long pause. They just had arrived at Mione's home
"Umm. it may have been just a reflex. I have to go Draco, mum and dad are waiting for me, I'll see you later!" and she went inside her house.
After she shut the door she leaned against it and listened until she could hear him leaving. What she did want to discuss was that very thing he had just brought up, but she couldn't bring her self to talk about it when the time came.
Yes, she and Draco had become closer since the beginning of break, but she wasn't quite sure whether he was just using her friends ship for something, or not. She was just confused. Plus she really wanted to see what her parents had needed her back so early for.
She heard laughing in the living room, a good place to start.
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When Draco got home, his head was pounding with confusing questions. Like, for instance, why Hermione didn't want to discuss that subject.
May be she was just using his friendship? No, that wasn't her style. Maybe she thought that he was using her? that fit better. Though he hated to admit it, she had every reason, not to trust him.
He leaned against the door to his room and hit the door hard with his fist. After opening the door he walked in a bit and fell face first onto his bed. Even though they won the game today, his happiness was short lived.
WHY? Why did he have to ruin the moment by asking that! She probably would talk to him for a bit, that is, until she figured out a reason she could give. Damn it! He knew the answer, even if she didn't. He just wanted to hear her say it.
He angrily turned over so he faced the ceiling. Why did his dad have to go insane? 'because you two were dueling, and you knocked him out.' A nasty voice said in his head.
Why did he have to be stronger than his dad? 'what's with all the 'why's' Malfoy? Weren't you the one who always had the answer to everything?'
"No, that's Granger." He said softly and sorrowful to the ceiling.
"DRAACOOOO!" he heard his mom call. Getting up he realized that he had a headache. ' great just what I need.' He opened his door realizing that there was an imprint were his hand hit. 'the house elf can deal with it.' He slammed the door and went downstairs to see what in world his mom needed him for.
"You do need to learn how to control that temper of yours." She said when he was at the base of the steps. "I would ask what is wrong with you today, but we have more important matters to discuss. Your father, god bless him, invited a few of the families in this neighborhood to dinner tonight."
Draco's head snapped up. "Which ones?"
"The Grangers, I know about, I don't know the other two." She smiled sweetly at her son. "At least he had some sense to invite a family with a witch in it, eh? So we wont seem to pathetic to them, with nothing to say." She turned on her heal. "Come on, I need help transforming the house elves into human bodies."
"Why torture them mom? You know that they hate that form." He followed her
"Yes, but muggles can't see house elves, and I for one am not going to be serving dinner. First of all I don't know how, second of all why would I degrade myself?"
Draco nodded and followed his mom into the kitchen. 'great.' He thought, 'just what I need, Granger over now, with all of what's going on.' 'but wait.' Said another voice in his head. ' what if the dinner helps her forget your little question?' 'nice point.' He agreed 'if she can come at all, dad can't be around anyone who would be able to influence him.'
'oh she'll come.' The voice replied. 'I hope so.' And he shook his head. 'talking to one's self is the first sign of insanity, and mom doesn't need another sociopath to take care of.'
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"We're what?" Mione said happily, not quite believing what was happening.
"Going to the Malfoy's tonight for dinner, isn't that nice of them to invite us?"
"Yeah, it is mom." She stood up. "Wait right here while I hit my head on the door now to wake up out of this nightmare."
"Hermione Elizabeth GRANGER! You get back over here and explain your actions." Hermione slowly turned around to face her father, who rarely got angry. "Better, now what's with this? I thought you and that Draco kid were getting along pretty well. Is this not the case?"
"No, me and Draco are ok, but technically I'm not allowed around his dad unless it's a dire circumstance."
"why?"
"He's trying to regain his personality, and any one who can influence him is not allowed to make contact, order from his doctor." She shrugged. "Guess I can't go eh?"
"He invited you separately. You are going to come."
"Great, well, what should I wear? Robes?"
"Funny." Her mom definitely wasn't laughing. " You'll wear some semi casual clothing, not anything fancy, just look nice."
"Alright." And she quickly retreated to her room, to 'get ready'.
When she got up there the first thing that came to her mind was what was she to do when she faced Malfoy. Answering his question was out of the question. She shook her head as that though came across strangely.
She grabbed her book and started to draw and write everything that happened that day. Her friends learning her secret, the game, and the question , now the dinner.
"Mione we are leaving in two minutes!" her mom called up.
"Be right down!" she sat down her book after locking it, took off the polo shirt and pulled on a nice cotton blouse. It looked country, but it always made her happy to wear.
She then pulled on a black skirt, hooked a choker around her neck ran a brush though her hair and was down the steps in less then a minute.
'Hogworts,' she said thoughtfully 'If you learn nothing else there, you learn how to get ready instantly.'
Since they lived a short walk away, they decided that the exercise was good for them.
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"Draco, you will be welcoming the guests." Stated his father "You will take their coats and put them up, then lead them to your mother in the living room."
"Narcissa, dear, you will offer them tea and make small talk with the women, just pretend that they are witches too, minus the magic stuff, understand?"
"Yes, Father." "Yes dear, now who did you invite?"
"Just the Grangers, Spinets, and Smiths."
"Mione, Dora and Ray?" Draco asked not skipping a beat.
"Yes, I wanted to meet your new friends that you are always with."
"I see, well darling," Narcissia began "What of your condition?"
"Muggles aren't to affect me."
"Yeah but dad, Granger is a witch." Draco pointed out.
"The doctors wouldn't have moved us here if they thought her a threat."
"Good point."
Just then the door bell rang. "Go answer it Draco." And Following orders Draco turned on foot to get the door, and welcome the guests.
'dad is never coming back.' he thought as his hand touched the door handle.
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"Mione!" Dora and Ray called out as Hermione's mom was about to press the door bell.
"Dora, ray?" Hermione turned and hugged both of her friends. "You're invited too?"
"Yep!"
"Great." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Well, I hope your parents like practical jokes." Hermione whispered winking.
Both got the jiff that Draco's mum and dad must use magic too, and that they probably hadn't seen muggles for years.
"Dun worry, they'll get it." Dora said cheerfully as she went up to the door and rang the bell.
Draco answered looking a bit forlorn. "Hello." He said cheering up when he saw the three girls. Looking up he saw three pairs of parents.
One set had blond hair, and looked very urgent, though very happy. The lady of this couple wore glasses, and like her daughter Dora, was always questioning everything. "SO your Draco, nice to meet you, now where are your mum and dad. While we wait is it true that you and our Mione go to the same school?"
"May I take your coat Mrs. Spinet?" she looked very shocked at this, probably this was the first time someone didn't answer her questions.
"Sure, sure." And she handed it to Draco, who also took Mr. Spinet's coat.
The next couple, was beyond odd. Mrs. Smith had brown/black hair like her daughter, and that wasn't the only resemblance. Mrs. Smith obviously had ten to twelve double shots of espresso prior to their coming.
Her husband was attempting to be funny, an odd occurrence, considering he was a happier version of Dora's dad.
Then last was Hermione's family. They hadn't changed since he last saw them. Her mom gave her daughter her bushy hair, while her dad supplied the color, both of her parents had green eyes, however, unlike their daughter. They both were fun loving, practical parents.
'They are all the exact opposite of my family on a normal day!' Draco thought honestly shocked.
After he had put away the Spinet's jackets, simply because they were the only ones who sought fit to wear them, he showed them into the living room to meet his mother.
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Narcissa was sitting in a large chair reading, something Mione honestly thought she would never do. Once she was in the room, however, Draco's mom sat down the book she was reading and stood up to greet the guests.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome!" She said in a quiet sincere manor. "Please have a seat and make yourselves comfortable! Shall I get you some tea?" She asked rather quickly. Mione had the feeling that she was nervous.
Mione and her family chose the greenish red sofa to sit on. Dora's took the tan, and Ray's took the purple one.
Draco sat beside Mione on the end of the sofa smiling. "Of course mom, they must be wanting some of your famous herbal tea?"
Hermione knew that she hadn't dreamed or hallucinated the boastful look that came over his mother, and she for one wasn't going to let it leave. "Of course! I would absolutely love some of your tea Mrs. Malfoy."
"Me too," Dora copied
"I would like some as well." Said Ray, and soon the adults were asking for some too.
AS they each were served tea, which tasted fantastic by Mione's standards, Lucius came in and sat in the other large chair, making him and Narcissa look like the king and queen of this home.
"I'm so glad you all could come, we have a few minutes before the food is ready, so why don't we start the conversations here?"
"Certainly," Dora's Mom started. "First I would like you to know a bit about me, I'm a reporter for the local paper, and you have probably seen some of my work. Possibly you two wouldn't mind me putting your family in the personal interest column would you?"
"Actually," Narcissa started.
"WE really don't like publicity, nor" Lucius added.
"People but close friends knowing where we are residing.." Nracissa continued.
"..For our own personal reasons." Lucius finished.
"I see." And she went back to sipping her tea.
"Well, I'm a Designer for a clothing brand." Started Ray's mom. "I love my work very much, and Narcissa, you don't mind if I call you by your first name do you?"
"Not at all. Please continue."
"Well, I absolutely love your dress! Where might I ask did you get it? Or did you design it yourself?"
"I designed it myself." Even though Mione swore she saw a dress just like that in Mary's merrier robes. But she had enough sense to know the Narcissa was lying on purpose.
"Oh really? Well you must show me the pattern to it some day!" Draco's mom nodded.
"Oh course, but you will give me credit right?"
"Why yes!" It was at this time that a man wearing white stepped into the room and squeaked:
"Dinner"
Mione knew that this was a house elf but under a heavy charm, but once again held her tongue, but instead tapped Draco and the shoulder and winked in the direction of the 'butler'. He nodded back knowing what she was asking.
"Okay! This way to the dinning hall." Draco jumped up and led them all to the table. There were no head seats, but six seats on each side of the table.
Dora's family sat across from Draco's, while rays sat by hers. Mione's family sat beside Draco's, and Mione by Draco in the center, mirrored by Ray and Dora.
"So, tennis lives on?" ray asked, to be replied by laughs of an inside joke. "Me and Dora were on a team against Mione and Draco." She explained to the confused adults.
"Alright, now what were we talking about?" Lucius Piped up after an odd silence.
"We were introducing ourselves." Mione's dad Spoke up. "Well, as mostly everyone here knows, me and my wife are the head Dentists for this city. We even travel out of city, because we are so well known." Mrs. Granger nodded in reply.
"I sell cars!" Said Mr. Spinet.
"Course you do dear." Mrs. Spinet answered in an uncaring way.
Hermione noticed the best she could, that there was actually no food on this table. "Umm, Mrs. Malfoy?"
"Yes dear?"
"the food."
"Oh yes, of course, one moment." And she hurried off to the kitchens. Everyone, but the host family and Mione thought that she was off to 'get' dinner. The others knew she was seeing what the hold up was.
When she returned they had just learned that Ray's Dad was a real state man.
Hermione noticed admiringly that Draco's family didn't mention their ignorance on half the subjects that they were discussing. She also had the feeling that they were quite used to having people over who said things that they frankly didn't comprehend. She smiled at the Irony as twelve men in white suits served then their food on their left side.
Dora's mom humped at this display of money and importance "You must have great jobs to be able to support this." She said indicating everything about the Malfoys.
"I'm just a.oh dear me I forgot what its properly called!" Narcissa looked off to the side as if trying to remember a math problem that she studied a million times. "Mione Dear, what would one call my profession?" her quick wink indicated that she needed help lying.
"A Financial advisor."
"Oh yes that's it!" she laughed "Half the time I'm just doing these peoples bills so I forgot!"
"And I work for a very wealthy companies board of directors." Lucius lied almost as if he used the lie before about a million times.
"I see, well will Draco be following either of you?"
"well, I believe Draco has the capability to start his own business." Said Narcissa merrily.
"He'll get into Government work." Lucius added almost knowingly.
"I'm actually," he glared at his parents. "Planning to become an Auror."
"ah, and Our Dora will be a detective if she has anything to say about her future." Her father said happily. Her mom on the other hand was eating her pasta, trying to put two and two together, when one of the twos acted like a three.
"Our Ray, she has always wanted to be a teacher. How about Mione?" Ray's mom asked.
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Mr. and Mrs. Granger exchanged the oddest look when Ray's Mom asked this Question.
"We, don't really know Mary." Her mom answered. "What do you want to be Mione?"
"Well, I was planning on going to collage first. I was notified a week back that I was accepted to Separious. So I'll go there first, then since I have good detective and cop skills, I guess I'll be an Auror like Draco." She said simply.
Draco beamed, he knew that was precisely what she was planning on doing, but he didn't realize the collage she was going to. The Separious School of Art and Witchcraft was one of the best Magical collages known. ' go Mione, just like you to get accepted to that school.'
"Ahem." Dora's annoying mom spoke up "What may I ask is an Auror?"
The silence that fell over them was very unnerving. Draco, with his famous sythirin trait was thinking a mile a minute. 'Dad for one never had to lie for an Auror, mom has never bothered with lying that much. Oh well, must pick up the slack I guess.' " Its kind of like a mix of." He started, finding that he didn't know quite what to say.
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'Dora's mom looks awfully proud of her self!' Mione glared. She heard Draco start to explain it, but fail. Mione saw an opening.
"A bounty hunter, cop and a detective." Mione finished proudly. The look of pride failed from Mrs. Spinets face.
"Mione?" Ray's dad started. "What dose this, Separious school teach exactly?"
"Art." She said simply.
Suddenly there was a choke of pain. Mione looked over to see Lucius double over in pain, clasping his left arm. After dealing with death eaters as much as she has, she knew what was going on.
"Draco, go see what's up, Mione could you help me bring My husband to bed?" Nodding quickly, and leaving some confused guests, Draco went out front to prepare the dark lord fro entry to his home while Hermione and Narcissa were trying to hide his best supporter.
What everyone forgot about, however, were the other guests. The 'muggle' guests.
Oh well.
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AN:
Sorry to leave ya on another cliffy, but I wanted to finish this so you could read it.
If I waited any longer, most of you would have lost hope in me, trust me I know it. Well I hope you enjoy!
Relena
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