Disclaimer: you know i don't own Harry Potter and such so don't sue me
AN: this is kinda a short chapter but i have to update my other story too - Life Takes a Turn - read it - please. well onto the main event...
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Chapter 3 – Learning More
Hermione walked back into the living room where Harry was now pacing back and forth, he gave her a weird look and she sat down.
"You're going to let him live here? And you're being nice to him!" Harry exclaimed.
"Everyone deserves a second chance, and we have no other option because we need the money."
"It's Malfoy he doesn't deserve anything from us!"
"But he's changed."
"No he hasn't."
"How would you know? You never gave him a chance."
"Okay, then how has he changed?"
"He's nice to me, he didn't insult me either when we were alone. And he asked me not to call him Malfoy. So I made him call me Hermione and he did."
"You're calling him...I can't even say it. And he's calling you Hermione?! What is this world coming to?!"
"Harry, calm down, it's not that big of a deal."
"He's been our enemy for all our lives."
"People can change Harry, I thought you would understand that." She then got up and walked back upstairs slamming the door to her room.
'What did I do now?' Harry asked himself as he let his head fall into his hands.
'Who the hell just slammed their door?' Draco thought to himself as he was unpacking and he heard the bang. 'Should I go find out? I do live here now. Alright I'll go, it came from across the hall, probably Gra-I mean Hermione. Wow that sounds weird.' He got up from the floor where he was putting his suitcases under his bed, straightened his clothes out and went across the hall to knock on Hermione's door.
"Go away Harry! I don't want to talk to you!" she yelled.
"It's not Harry."
"Mal-Draco?"
"Yea, can I come in?"
"Sure." She said before unlocking and opening the door.
"Thanks."
"So what do you need?"
"Have you been crying?"
"No."
"It looks like you have been."
"So do you need towels or something?"
"No, I just heard a door slammed and I came to find out what was going on."
"Oh."
"Well?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, you can tell me."
"But can I trust you?"
He had no answer to that so he just sighed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out so harshly."
"No I guess I deserved it."
"Well we haven't really been the best of friends."
"So let's start over, I could use a friend right now."
"Okay, friends." She said holding out her hand.
"Friends." He echoed as he took her hand. "So what did happen that made you so upset?"
"Harry was bugging me about why I was being so nice to you and I just got sick of it. I thought he would understand that people can change but I guess not."
"So you and Potter got in a fight over me?"
"If that's how you look at it."
"Are you two an item or something?"
"No, just friends."
"Oh."
"So what did you mean when you said you could use a friend?"
"Well living in a house with the Golden Trio isn't exactly going to be easy."
"Shut up, I'm not that bad."
"Okay, living in a house with Potter and Weasley isn't going to be easy."
"What about me?"
"We're friends."
"Oh yea."
"But I don't really have many people I can rely on right now."
"I don't mean to pry, but why are you here? Don't you have a huge manor and lots of money and a job?"
"I did."
"And..."
"You really want to know?"
"Yes."
"And you won't tell anyone?"
"Cross my heart."
"What?"
"Sorry, muggle term."
"Oh, okay. Well as you said I lived at Malfoy Manor with my father and mother. I was the perfect son to them and had a job at my father's wine factory."
"So what went wrong?"
"Well as you know my father's a death eater and he expected me to become one on my 20th birthday, which was this past June." He paused because Hermione had gasped. "I know what you're thinking, you're living with a death eater, but let me finish. Seeing as I really didn't want to become a death eater I hired someone to go to the meetings for me. I put a spell on them so they would look like me until they got back and I took it off them. So, Adam, the guy I hired, went and got the dark mark. I put a spell on my arm so the mirror image is there but it's not real. Before every meeting from then on Adam would come over, I would put the spell on him and he would go for me. Until last week." He stopped talking and Hermione looked into his eyes.
"Go on."
"We were eating dinner, my father, my mother and I when my father's mark started hurting which was the sign that the dark lord wanted us. He told my mother and told me to apparate with him. I told him I was going to go change into my black robe, I knew Adam would be in my room like he always was so I went upstairs. I put the spell on him, gave him my cloak and told him to go downstairs but when he opened the door my father was standing there with a look on his face that told me all I needed to know. In the end he killed Adam, put the crutatious on me a few times and yelled. When he was done with me I couldn't even move, I was lying on the floor in so much pain. So I called my house elf to me, told her to pack all my things for me and heal me so I could floo somewhere. She obeyed and did the best she could to heal my pain though it didn't help much it gave me some strength. I had nowhere to go so I flooed to Hogwarts but the castle was empty. The only other place I could go was to Blaise's. I knew his parents were death eaters and he was going to become one but he was the only friend I had. He gave me some money and told me to move to this town and find somewhere to live. I listened to him and here I am." Hermione just gawked at him, she was speechless. "You could say something."
"Wow."
"Something else?" but all she did was move over to the chair where he was sitting and give him a hug. When they parted he had a look of shock on his face, "What was that for?"
"You've been through so much. You can stay here for as long as you need. And don't worry, I'll handle Harry and Ron."
"Thanks but I can take care of myself."
"Sorry."
"It's okay, so what are we having for lunch?"
"Is food the only thing guys think about?"
"And sex." Hermione blushed at that comment.
"Well, let's see what we can make." She stuttered and got up to go down stairs. "Are you coming?" She asked when he didn't move.
"I'll be down in a few minutes."
"Okay," she left the room and went downstairs to start making something to eat. Harry was nowhere to be seen and she was somewhat glad. Entering the kitchen she decided to make tuna fish for her and Draco, 'Maybe I'll even bring some up to Ron.' Turning on the radio she made the tuna fish while dancing.
Just as she had finished and was spreading it on three sandwiches the door creaked open and Harry walked in. Neither of them said anything for a while, Harry went to the fridge and got out a bottle of fire whiskey. Hermione continued making the sandwiches. She added lettuce, tomato, and cheese to Ron's. Tomato and cheese to her's and nothing to Draco's.
"Who are those for?" Harry asked.
"Ron, Draco and I."
"You didn't make me one?"
"You weren't home."
"But you always make something for me and then put it in the fridge till I get home."
"Must've slipped my mind."
"Are you mad at me?"
"Of course I am!"
"What?"
"You're such a prat sometimes."
"What did I even do?"
"You said all this stuff about how Draco doesn't deserve a second chance when in fact I gave you a second chance a few months back."
"This is Malfoy we're talking about, not me."
"Oh so I can't forgive Draco for something that happened three years ago but I can forgive you?"
"What I did wasn't that bad."
"You PAID Henry to go out with me!"
"But you liked him."
"That doesn't mean I wanted him to go out with me because you were paying him."
"But..."
"No, you need to except Draco, trust me he's changed."
"How are you so sure?"
"That is none of your business."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." And with that she levitated the three plates with sandwiches and three glasses of milk and walked upstairs. Going first to Ron's room she knocked on the door and when she got no answer she slowly opened it. "Ron?" she asked quietly. The only response she got was him rolling over on his bed to face away from her. "I brought you some lunch."
"I'm not hungry."
"You have to eat something."
"No I don't."
"Come on, Ron. It was just Kendall."
"You wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
"I was going to propose to her last night."
"You were?"
"Yes."
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." She walked over to the bed and threw her arms around him.
"Just go away."
"I'm not leaving until you eat something."
"Fine, what did you make?"
"Tuna, just the way you like it." She levitated the sandwich and drink over to him and he took a bite.
"Pretty good."
"Are you insulting my cooking?"
"You know I'd never do that, then I wouldn't be able to eat ever again."
"Are you gonna be okay?"
"I think so."
"Well if you need me, I'll be in my room."
"Thanks."
"No problem, that's what friends are for." She got up off the bed and went into her room. What she saw made her lose concentration on levitating the food and it all went crashing to the floor. Draco was standing at her desk with a piece of light green paper in his hand...
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AN: sorry for the cliff changer sort of ending but my friend told me its a way to get more reviews so i thought i'd try it. i know Draco's a little - okay majorly out of character but think of what he's been through plus the stuff i havent explained yet.
draco&lili(): thanks for reading and reviewing - glad you liked it. but im not really sure where the story is going. i just had the idea and wrote it so we'll see...
andii(): those mcdonalds commercaticals (i cant spell that) are evil. lol. theyre so stupid. well thanks for reviewing and all that - im updating my other story hopefully later today too...
Nora x 13: thanks for reviewing - and you should be happy this story had more draco hermione interaction. im not sure if theyre going to end up together yet or not. they might. well talk to you later...
well hope you liked the chapter and please review to tell me what you think and please read my other story Life Takes a Turn...till next time...