Hermione shook her head and smiled as she walked down the road by herself. She had left Charity behind with Lauren, figuring the girls would go up to Laurens place and have a drink. She would have loved to join them, but the events of the past two days had finally taken their toil on her, she was exhausted. She walked the dark streets, dimly lit by the street lights. As she rounded the corner, she heard a quiet crying coming from behind a dumpster, in the pasted alley. Taking a few steps backwards she paused,
"Hello?" she called out. The crying ceased for a moment then began again. Hermione realized this wasn't a human, but an animal making such an unpleasant noise. She pushed the trash box out of the way to reveal a tiny puppy. He, or she for that matter, looked up at Hermione, then ducked further into the shadow of the dumpster. Kneeling down Hermione quietly tried to coax the animal out of hiding.
"Come here" she said softly, the tiny animal slowly crawled forward towards Hermione. "That's it. Come on." Finally the tiny animal had crawled out to Hermione and sat in front of her curiously. Hermione looked at the tiny animal, and her heart wrenched. The animal had obviously been abandoned. Her\ she was tiny, unfed, and looked to be no older than 4 or 5 months.
"Do you have a home?" Hermione asked, not expecting an answer. She stared at the petite puppy, extending her hand for the critter to smell. It pushed its minuscule mussel into her outstretched arm and cuddled his head in her hand.
"Awww" she cooed "You just wanted some attention didn't you." Hermione stood up trying to decide what to do. I wasn't like she had the space to care for an animal. She looked down into the animal's big brown eyes and simple melted. Removing her jacket, she wrapped it around the dog, and carried him to her place. She unlocked her door, and slipped in, carrying the dog with her. Placing the bundle on the couch and continued to think. I guess I could bring him to the pound tomorrow, I'm sure they could find a loving family for hi-. She paused, realizing she had not notion to the sex of the dog. By now, the tiny animal had poked his head out of the coat and was staring at her. Reaching forward, she scooped the animal up and revealed to the world, that it was, in fact, a male.
Walking to the kitchen, she pulled out 2 bowls. In one she poured herself some cereal, the other stayed empty. She searched her cupboards, and her fridge. What do I feed a starving puppy? She wondered to herself. Sighing, she leaned her weight onto the fridge door. She was about the close the door, when she spotted some leftover Chinese food.
"It will do." She reached for the carton, and poured out some rice, then cut up some chicken balls and plopped them into on top of the rice. Walking back over to the couch she found that the dog had gained a sense of confidence and was now pacing back and fourth along the green cushions. Smiling she placed the bowl of Chinese food on the floor and whistled the dog looked at her, she point to the bowl. The tiny mutt hopped off the couch and wandered over to inspect the food. He looked up at Hermione as if to ask permission, Hermione nodded her head and the dog began to happily eat the food. Hermione smiled a shook her head, this was a very charming dog, and no one could deny that. That night Hermione set up a bed, for her temporary friend. She folded up many blankets and placed them on the ground in the corner. Scooping up the animal, she placed it on the blankets, where the animal promptly curled up and fell asleep. Hermione grinned, this little critter, had a way to make her feel so happy. She stripped herself of her work clothes, and donned a lighter pair of shorts and a blue tee shirt. She climbed into bed and fell asleep.
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The next morning Hermione woke up to find an extra body in her bed. It seems the dog had gotten lonely and thought her bed would be a better location.
"Let me have a shower, then you and I will go to the pound." She said to the dog. After her shower, she got dressed and threw her wet hair up into a loose bun on the crown of her head. She grabbed the dog, and walked a couple of blocks to the pound. She walked up to the entrance, and yanked hard on the door, only to find it locked. A sign on the door read
"Closed for renovations. Opens on the 14th" Hermione stared at the sign blankly, what was she supposed to with the dog for the next three days? At a loss of what to do, Hermione decided to head to the local pet store to pick up a few items for her new friend.
And so it happened. She picked up food and a leash, along with some toys for the animal to play with, and had intentions to bring him to the pound once it re opened. But that day never came. Hermione never brought the dog to the pound; actually, he became part of her family, keeping her company on the cold nights. He gained the name Indiana, after what seemed to be his favourite movie.
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On one of the falls, warmer days, Hermione threw on a pair of beige corduroy jeans, and a brown tank top along with a brown sweater. She hooked Indy on to his leash, and took him for a walk. Having only had the dog for 2 weeks, she had seen how fast he would grow. He had grown from about the sized of her mid-shin, and he now stood, at about her knee. His big brown eyes could melt the coldest of hearts; his floppy golden ears were much too big for his head.
Hermione and her dog wandered around the park, basking in the glorious sunshine. She took a seat in the middle of the soft green grass and began to play with Indy. She was rolling around on the ground, rough housing it with the dog, when someone sat next to her. Hermione sat up and brushed the grass off her shirt. Turning to see how had taken a seat next to her.
On the grass sat none other than Draco, who simply stared at her smiling.
"What?" she asked. He just continued to stare at her. Cocking an eye brow up, she stood up and grabbed Indy's leash and started to walk away. She heard his feet pounding on the pavement and he ran to catch up with her. He fell in step beside her and they walked in silence. Stopping in his tracks he turned and looked at her.
"You never told me why you left Hogwarts? What stopped you from coming back?" She looked at him and quietly said
"Just… Just some personal issues"
"You can tell me" he told her. He sat down on the near by bench and pulled her down with him. She stared at him for a moment
"I know we've been over this before" she stared "But no one changes so drastically, in just 2 years. How do I know this isn't some big joke?" Draco dropped his gaze.
"I have my reasons." He muttered quietly.
"As do I" said Hermione, "But you tell me your, I'll tell you mine." Draco looked up at Hermione, is face written with shock. Taking a deep breath he said,
"I watch my Father die. I watched him get the dementors kiss, I watched him go into hysterics, I watch him breathe his last breath, and I realized something. I was happy to see him gone! He beat me, me and my mother, and those beatings had finally been stopped." Hermione opened her mouth to respond, but closed it when she realized she didn't know what to say. "I realized" he continued "I realized, I didn't want that to be me. I didn't want my children, if I ever have any, to suffer; I didn't want my children to hate me. I realized I had to change. I vowed to start with you Potter and Weasley. But when I got to school, you weren't there and… well I just didn't change. But when I saw you dancing, at the club, I realized. I was given the chance, I knew I had to take it." Hermione locked his eyes with hers. Not moving her eyes she said
"Looks like where in the same boat. I saw my father murder my mother. I watched as he pulled the knife. I watched as he stabbed her. But I was helpless" Tears began to roll down her cheeks. "Then he turned on me. He yelled at me, he hit me. He told me I wasn't his. He told me I was adopted. I don't even know who I am anymore." More tears tumbled down her cheeks. Draco, dug around his jacket, until he produced a white handkerchief, with a deep green D stitched is the corner. He handed it to Hermione, who dabbed her eyes with it, then crumpled it in her hands.
"I haven't done that in years. Now you probably think I'm some pathetic girl." Hermione giggled as Draco scrunched up his nose and shook his head. Hermione clasped her hand over her mouth and groaned.
"Oh god! I giggled." Draco smirked.
"You know Granger, your right. You've never been one to giggle have you?" Hermione glared at Draco.
"Well, Malfoy if were going to be on a last name basis, no I haven't been." With one last smile, she stood up and turned to leave, when a large hand caught her wrist. It yanked her back and Malfoy, or Draco, place his lips on Hermione's and kissed her hard.
Hey everyone!!
So, did you this chapter? Or do you think I rushed things. You see, I wanted her to have had Indy from the beginning but I forgot to write him in so… I decided that she would find him!! :S oh well. Anyway there are just a few things I want to point out. Lauren Citton is my BESTEST friend! ;) you see, I decided to write her in as a character… cause I wanted to. Also Indiana is my dog!! J Hes a great dog and I wanted Hermione to have the same companion as I do!! J Anywayz enjoy!
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