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On their way to the manor, no one spoke. Only the sound of the engine and the heater blared through the silence. Hermione was still unhappy, but felt she could cause major action with the Malfoys.

Dumbledore spoke of Voldemort causing the murders. How could he have left them in the way they died? Surly Voldemort wouldn't rape the young boys. And the "accidents". What an idiot Dumbledore was. Hermione's brain repeated as they passed landscapes of trees and farms.

Draco began to get nervouse. He wanted his mother to like his pick in a wife. Though he wouldn't admit it to Hermione, but he was very happy he had a beautiful, smart, and very evil wife. And also he couldn't wait for his child to be born. Yet he would never allow this to excape his brain.

They drove up to a large house with three storys, made out of brick with a large porch. Smaller houses were scattered near the house. Use for the house elves. (the Malfoys would never allow the elves to eat or if they ever would sleep in there home.) the trees reached into the sky as the yard crept on for miles it seemed. Mr. Malfoy stopped in the garage area and turned of the car.

Draco hopped out of the car and opened the door for Hermione. She just glaired.

"what mud blood? Mad at the amount of elves we have? Don't you love them? You dumb whore." He smirked trying to sound tough for his father.

"you ass, get the fuck away from me. Just because you laid your spawn in me doesn't mean you can treat me like im worth nothing. I don't even want to be here, you mother fucking bitch! You hear me?"

He just walked away into the house. But Hermione ran after him, spun him around and slapped him in the face.

"I I said, 'You hear me?' and I want you to answer me."

He stayed silent and just looked at her.

"BITCH I SAID 'YOU HEAR ME?' ANSWER ME."

"Yes I hear you." He said in a frighteningly calm voice. "don't ever ever slap me like that again." He added.

She slapped him across the left cheek and walked into the house.

"fine pick you got there." His father said with a laugh.

"oh bloody fuck, what have I done?" he asked himself shutting the door. He walked to his room and fell asleep.

A few hours passed and Hermione walked outside. Contemplating her murders and thinking of who else. The git at the ministry of magic, Mr. Malfoy, Dumbledore, the heads of other schools, Sirius Black, Jessebelle Hinkers the wife of the chairman of defense of the ministry, and many others.

Narsissa malfoy called Hermione to the house. She stood waiting in the kitchen hesitantly waiting for the future wife of her son to approach.

Hermione walked in and sat at the table. "you wanted something?" she asked

"Well yes, Draco is my only son, and I love him, and I wanted to make sure you were right for him, I have heard nothing but negative things about you from Draco, and my husband, but you seem pretty ok to me!" she said quickly pouring iced tea into cups. She came and sat next to Hermione.

They talked for hours until Mr.malfoy came and yelled at the elves for dinner. Hermione and narsissa went into the livingroom to finish there chat. Hermione happily sat and looked at all the baby pictures of Draco, all the pictures had a story and she loved it. Especially the nude ones!

They sat until Draco came in rubbing his eyes. Soon he was bright eyed and bushytailed. Fire rose in his body making him hot to the touch. He spyed the pictures. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING MOTHER? YOU WHORE HOW DARE YOU SHOW HER THOSE! YOU BITCH WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT EMBARASSING ME? GOD DAMN YOU!!" he screamed and threw the book into the fire.

"Honey this is the exact reason I did the anti fire spell on this" his mother said picking it off the ashy wood. She had a smug smile on as she sat it back into the bookself. "now go sit at the table we will be there in a moment.

Draco huffed off to the table, stamping his feet. A loud GROW UP came from his father already waiting for his food.

"Now Hermione, next week we will have a dinner for my husbands friends and other family to meet you. We will make you look like a malfoy, but it may take a while. We will start working tomorrow." She said walking to the dining room.

Hermione sat for a moment. 'I need to change for them to like me. Fuck that. Where the hell is pooky?'

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