Chapter 2: the envelopes
"Malfoy!" she growled.
There was movement in the bed beside her. "Yes, luv?" an all to familiar voice moaned.
Startled by the movement in the bed beside her, Hermione jumped to her feet. She had recognized the voice, and it was definitely not one that was supposed to be in bed with her.
"What the heck are you doing in my bed?!" Hermione shouted.
Malfoy sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He's been hiding that! She thought as she noticed his toned body, which was practically naked before her. How did I miss that yesterday?
"Last time I checked this was my bed too, and I'm almost positive that I'm allowed to be here." He smiled sweetly and went to put his arms around her waist.
"Don't touch me!" she jumped back. "And what makes you so sure that you can be here, you bloody ferret?!"
"Ooh ouch, I haven't heard that one since before we got married..." he looked hurt. And his eyes were all weird... Hermione couldn't put her finger on what it was... he has beautiful eyes when he's not sneering at... wait what the heck... ewwwwwwwwww!!!!!
"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!" Hermione shouted. The sound of her hand making contact with his face echoed in the room. "You're lying! Just yesterday you were throwing hexes at me and trying to kill be you bloody bastard! Now get out!"
"Hermione what's gotten into you?" He made to stand up, but Hermione stopped him, realizing he was indeed naked. "What have I done? I don't understand."
"No, stay!" she shouted before he revealed something she definitely didn't want to see. "You know perfectly well what you did. How can you not? You were there, smirking at me as I lay on the floor." She dissolved into tears. He had always been so cruel. What was this, another of his games, another of his lies?
"Hermione," he said sadly. "I thought we had moved past that. That was 4 years ago and you are still holding that grudge, even after all we have been through? "
"All we have been through?! What exactly have we been through?" thoughts that horrified the Gryffindor passed through her mind. Oh, god please don't tell me that I sl... Before he could answer she ran from the room in tears. It was too much to handle.
A warm fire roared in the fireplace. Above the mantle was a large painting of four familiar faces. Hermione herself stood next to a very handsome Draco. His hair wasn't slicked back for the first time Hermione had ever seen. The tux and charming smile made him look like a gentleman. But this wasn't as shocking as the best man by his side, Harry Potter. He looked happy to be there.
Harry never would have allowed me to marry a Malfoy, let alone be the best man! Hermione turned her attention to the maid of honor. The red hair was a dead give away. Ginny was absolutely stunning in her lavender dress. Her perfect white teeth were framed by her even more perfect smile. After everything that the Malfoy's have done to the Weasley's, she certainly wouldn't have approved. But they both look so happy...
The people in the picture waved at her and smiled happily.
Other pictures hung on the wall, most of which were of Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy. The former sneering down on everyone, the latter, sad and depressed. It gave Hermione the creeps. There was one that was different though... one that stood out in her mind. She had been just about to leave the room when she saw a happy couple smiling in a corner picture. As she moved closer, she noticed the man resembled Draco, but older...
The woman waved cheerfully at Hermione. "Hello dear, how are you?" The petite woman said.
"Horrible."
"Is my son mistreating you, Hermione?" the man asked, his voice was quite deep for a painting, though Hermione hadn't conversed with paintings all that often.
"That's just the thing. I don't know." Tears began to fill her eyes again. She told them about how the day before Malfoy had been casting hexes like there was no tomorrow, and then waking up here. Now Malfoy seemed to believe that they were married and it had been years since then.
The woman tried to comfort Hermione. "Honey, you are married to my son, and have been for almost a year."
"What do you mean?" She wiped her eyes.
Mrs. Malfoy explained it as well as she could. They had been married right after graduation. She didn't know all the details as she had been hanging on the wall the whole time here in the manor.
"You seem to know so much about me, yet I don't even know who you are." Hermione said finally getting herself under control.
The handsome man stepped forward and made a bow. "Lucius Malfoy, and this is my beautiful wife, Narcissa."
"Hermione was taken aback. "But you have been so nice to me. The Lucius Malfoy I know is a bloody bas-" she stopped, not wanting to offend anyone. "He's not the nicest person in the world."
"Yes, well we watched the real ourselves grow into mean power crazy people. We despise ourselves for letting that happen..."
A voice behind Hermione startled her. "My parents became the people they were soon after I was born and my sister died." There was a little bit of sorrow in his voice, but it seemed he had gotten over it during the years.
"What happened?" she asked with very little interest. She really didn't want to hear the story, but that stupid inner Gryffindor had taken over.
"Voldemort decided that my parents weren't obedient enough and killed my sister to prove a point."
"Oh..." she found it hard to be sympathetic to a man who was deceiving her. She was NOT married to him.
"I have some photos if you would like to see them."
She shrugged...
Malfoy looked her over and saw how tense she was around him. "Do you really not remember?"
"Remember what?"
"Us..."
"No, all I remember is yesterday you were-"
"That wasn't yesterday. 'Mione, that was almost 4 years ago."
She was silent and looked away from him. She couldn't believe him. There was no way a person could forget 4 years of their life. It wasn't possible.
Seeing she was still very uncomfortable, he rummaged around and found the scrapbook. "Here," he said sadly. His wife had forgotten him, and everything else. It was what he had feared most lately.
She took the book and flipped it open to the first page. The first few pages were the Malfoy wedding. Draco's mother was absolutely beautiful. Then came Narcissa showing off her swollen belly, eyes twinkling like stars.
Over the next several pages were pictures of a beautiful baby girl with lovely blond curls. The pictures went up until she was about 15 years old, with cute pictures of her and her first boyfriend, and other cheerful memories... but the happiness ended as she came across a picture of the girl being lowered into the ground in a casket. She had been such a beautiful young woman.
Hermione closed the album and handed it back to Malfoy. Her eyes were moist with tears she knew had no right to be there. She hadn't known this young woman so should feel nothing about her situation.
He took the album and two envelopes fell out. Hermione reached down to pick them up. One was addressed to herself, and one to Malfoy.
"What's this?'
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A/N: Thanx for reviewing, it means so much to me.
Messah: Yeah I planned it that way, aren't I evil? ~evil laughter~ "Mwa ha ha!"
Burn: It makes total sense, don't worry I get like that sometimes where all my thoughts mush together, well more than sometimes...lol, I'm glad you like it. Keep reading!
MioneMalfoy: Thx, I try to keep it interesting, though this story is going to be more about internal conflict than I normally write, but it was a good one to post first, so I decided to do this one before my others.
Start small I always say. I'll get a more exciting one up soon though. This one is all angst, but I have another one that is funny that I'm going to put up when I get a few chapters written out. I love you guys for reading my stories and I can't wait to read what you have to say about this chapter!!
~*~AngelMagick~*~
A/N 2: sorry had to fix something, id made a big mistake and so I fixed it, Narcissa had said that Draco and Mione had been married 7 years that's impossible so I had to change it a bit, sorry for the comfusion... I caught that while writing the third chapter. But yeah had to add it in this authy's note
~*~Angelmagick~*~
"Malfoy!" she growled.
There was movement in the bed beside her. "Yes, luv?" an all to familiar voice moaned.
Startled by the movement in the bed beside her, Hermione jumped to her feet. She had recognized the voice, and it was definitely not one that was supposed to be in bed with her.
"What the heck are you doing in my bed?!" Hermione shouted.
Malfoy sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He's been hiding that! She thought as she noticed his toned body, which was practically naked before her. How did I miss that yesterday?
"Last time I checked this was my bed too, and I'm almost positive that I'm allowed to be here." He smiled sweetly and went to put his arms around her waist.
"Don't touch me!" she jumped back. "And what makes you so sure that you can be here, you bloody ferret?!"
"Ooh ouch, I haven't heard that one since before we got married..." he looked hurt. And his eyes were all weird... Hermione couldn't put her finger on what it was... he has beautiful eyes when he's not sneering at... wait what the heck... ewwwwwwwwww!!!!!
"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!" Hermione shouted. The sound of her hand making contact with his face echoed in the room. "You're lying! Just yesterday you were throwing hexes at me and trying to kill be you bloody bastard! Now get out!"
"Hermione what's gotten into you?" He made to stand up, but Hermione stopped him, realizing he was indeed naked. "What have I done? I don't understand."
"No, stay!" she shouted before he revealed something she definitely didn't want to see. "You know perfectly well what you did. How can you not? You were there, smirking at me as I lay on the floor." She dissolved into tears. He had always been so cruel. What was this, another of his games, another of his lies?
"Hermione," he said sadly. "I thought we had moved past that. That was 4 years ago and you are still holding that grudge, even after all we have been through? "
"All we have been through?! What exactly have we been through?" thoughts that horrified the Gryffindor passed through her mind. Oh, god please don't tell me that I sl... Before he could answer she ran from the room in tears. It was too much to handle.
A warm fire roared in the fireplace. Above the mantle was a large painting of four familiar faces. Hermione herself stood next to a very handsome Draco. His hair wasn't slicked back for the first time Hermione had ever seen. The tux and charming smile made him look like a gentleman. But this wasn't as shocking as the best man by his side, Harry Potter. He looked happy to be there.
Harry never would have allowed me to marry a Malfoy, let alone be the best man! Hermione turned her attention to the maid of honor. The red hair was a dead give away. Ginny was absolutely stunning in her lavender dress. Her perfect white teeth were framed by her even more perfect smile. After everything that the Malfoy's have done to the Weasley's, she certainly wouldn't have approved. But they both look so happy...
The people in the picture waved at her and smiled happily.
Other pictures hung on the wall, most of which were of Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy. The former sneering down on everyone, the latter, sad and depressed. It gave Hermione the creeps. There was one that was different though... one that stood out in her mind. She had been just about to leave the room when she saw a happy couple smiling in a corner picture. As she moved closer, she noticed the man resembled Draco, but older...
The woman waved cheerfully at Hermione. "Hello dear, how are you?" The petite woman said.
"Horrible."
"Is my son mistreating you, Hermione?" the man asked, his voice was quite deep for a painting, though Hermione hadn't conversed with paintings all that often.
"That's just the thing. I don't know." Tears began to fill her eyes again. She told them about how the day before Malfoy had been casting hexes like there was no tomorrow, and then waking up here. Now Malfoy seemed to believe that they were married and it had been years since then.
The woman tried to comfort Hermione. "Honey, you are married to my son, and have been for almost a year."
"What do you mean?" She wiped her eyes.
Mrs. Malfoy explained it as well as she could. They had been married right after graduation. She didn't know all the details as she had been hanging on the wall the whole time here in the manor.
"You seem to know so much about me, yet I don't even know who you are." Hermione said finally getting herself under control.
The handsome man stepped forward and made a bow. "Lucius Malfoy, and this is my beautiful wife, Narcissa."
"Hermione was taken aback. "But you have been so nice to me. The Lucius Malfoy I know is a bloody bas-" she stopped, not wanting to offend anyone. "He's not the nicest person in the world."
"Yes, well we watched the real ourselves grow into mean power crazy people. We despise ourselves for letting that happen..."
A voice behind Hermione startled her. "My parents became the people they were soon after I was born and my sister died." There was a little bit of sorrow in his voice, but it seemed he had gotten over it during the years.
"What happened?" she asked with very little interest. She really didn't want to hear the story, but that stupid inner Gryffindor had taken over.
"Voldemort decided that my parents weren't obedient enough and killed my sister to prove a point."
"Oh..." she found it hard to be sympathetic to a man who was deceiving her. She was NOT married to him.
"I have some photos if you would like to see them."
She shrugged...
Malfoy looked her over and saw how tense she was around him. "Do you really not remember?"
"Remember what?"
"Us..."
"No, all I remember is yesterday you were-"
"That wasn't yesterday. 'Mione, that was almost 4 years ago."
She was silent and looked away from him. She couldn't believe him. There was no way a person could forget 4 years of their life. It wasn't possible.
Seeing she was still very uncomfortable, he rummaged around and found the scrapbook. "Here," he said sadly. His wife had forgotten him, and everything else. It was what he had feared most lately.
She took the book and flipped it open to the first page. The first few pages were the Malfoy wedding. Draco's mother was absolutely beautiful. Then came Narcissa showing off her swollen belly, eyes twinkling like stars.
Over the next several pages were pictures of a beautiful baby girl with lovely blond curls. The pictures went up until she was about 15 years old, with cute pictures of her and her first boyfriend, and other cheerful memories... but the happiness ended as she came across a picture of the girl being lowered into the ground in a casket. She had been such a beautiful young woman.
Hermione closed the album and handed it back to Malfoy. Her eyes were moist with tears she knew had no right to be there. She hadn't known this young woman so should feel nothing about her situation.
He took the album and two envelopes fell out. Hermione reached down to pick them up. One was addressed to herself, and one to Malfoy.
"What's this?'
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A/N: Thanx for reviewing, it means so much to me.
Messah: Yeah I planned it that way, aren't I evil? ~evil laughter~ "Mwa ha ha!"
Burn: It makes total sense, don't worry I get like that sometimes where all my thoughts mush together, well more than sometimes...lol, I'm glad you like it. Keep reading!
MioneMalfoy: Thx, I try to keep it interesting, though this story is going to be more about internal conflict than I normally write, but it was a good one to post first, so I decided to do this one before my others.
Start small I always say. I'll get a more exciting one up soon though. This one is all angst, but I have another one that is funny that I'm going to put up when I get a few chapters written out. I love you guys for reading my stories and I can't wait to read what you have to say about this chapter!!
~*~AngelMagick~*~
A/N 2: sorry had to fix something, id made a big mistake and so I fixed it, Narcissa had said that Draco and Mione had been married 7 years that's impossible so I had to change it a bit, sorry for the comfusion... I caught that while writing the third chapter. But yeah had to add it in this authy's note
~*~Angelmagick~*~