AN: I decided this story needed a re-vamping. So that's what I'm currently doing. Just, make it more nice-looking and possibly I'll get more reviews ... Anyways. Good reading everyone!
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Chapter First
Hermione Granger looked her son over once more. He was currently in his 3rd grade in elementary school but he knew a lot more than the other kids in his class. He not only had the brains, but he also had the beauty. Only 8 years old and he had done a lot of heart-breaking already.
He had silver-blond hair that would glow whenever it was exposed to the sun, and he had the most piercing blue eyes she had ever seen. He was a little tall for his age, but it had been the same case as his father.'His father,' thought Hermione. She didn't remember anything of the night when they had had sex, and trust me it had been only that one night, but she now knew who this boy's father was.
Hermione let a single tear fall when she remembered her son's father, the years of hell she went through with. She also remembered the whole of the years she spent at Hogwarts.
In her first year, she had been a little know-it-all to everyone's eyes. She had been attacked by a troll and had been rescued by her two best friends Harry and Ron. From there on, they had been called the Golden Trio, always around one-another.
During second year, she had been involved in that whole Voldemort-thing and had been petrified by one of his followers. Third and fourth year had been quite boring although there had been the Yule Ball in fourth, at which she had been accompanied by Viktor Krum. In fifth year, she had been named prefect and had perfect O.W.L.S.
At the end of her sixth year, things had started to get hexic. Dumbledore got killed and the dark war had followed. She started wondering back to the father of her child. He was the one that had been supposed to kill Dumbledore, but Snape ended up killing the old man. Dumbledore's words of reason had gotten through Malfoy's thick head and he ended up coming towards the Light Side, which was quite unexpected of him.
After the war, which had last the whole summer and the beginning of September, the seventh year had past by quite quickly. The Slytherins that weren't killed during the war and that turned out to be good, made friend with the rest of the Hogwarts' students and Malfoy had gotten quite close to the Golden trio.
She sniffled at the thought of everything she went through with her friends. Elis, her son, looked up at her with big eyes at the sound of a sniffle.
"What's wrong mum?" he asked, sounding like a baby.
Hermione wiped her eyes of the tears and responded, "Nothing honey, just remembering old times I spent with my friends at school. Come on now, you don't wanna be late for school now do you?".
"Of course not Mother, I'll be running along now," he said, sounding like a buisness man.
Hermione enveloped her son in a hug before he ran down the stairs and out the door to catch the bus that would lead him to his school.
She too had some work to do. She wiped the remaining tears and packed her little suitcase. She went down the stairs, put a bit of papers in her suitcase, picked up an apple on the way, and got out of her appartement. Hermione Granger was now gone, and the woman you were now looking at was Mia Lavoie, mother of Elis Lavoie, professional muggle psychologist. Of course, the muggles didn't know about the 'muggle' part in her work.
A couple of minutes later, Mia was stopping by at a little cafe to get her morning Capuccino. This morning, it was Leanne that was at the counter. She greeted her as usual, they talked for a bit, and Mia got back on her way. minutes later, Mia was reaching the huge building she worked in.
She went in the elevator, pressed the button that would lead her to the 13th floor and came out. She wandered around, sipping her Capuccino occasionally since her shift didn't start until half an hour. When she was done with her Capuccino, she plopped down on one one the comfortable seats in the waiting room beside her office.
"Hey there, didn't know you had come in," greeted Alessa, her secretary and great friend.
"Sorry if I startled you, I was just walking around," answered Mia.
"Oh, ok then. Well, while we're at it, today you'll have a new patient. You'll work with Mr. Giorgi for 45 instead of the usual hours since he has a soccer practice, and after that you'll meet your new patient," said Alessa, while typing something on the computer.
"Ok, um...when is Mr. Giorgi coming in again?"
"He'll be here at 11o'clock, and around 11h45, your new patient will be here."
"Oh, ok great, but do I have any other patients the rest of the afternoon? See, I have to go pick up my son, he has boxing practice," said Mia.
"Well, you'll have another patient at about 3 o'clock, but you'll only have her for 30 minutes."
"Great, thanks Aless!" said Mia while going into her office.
When she was in, she took off her shoes, threew them in a little corner of the room, went around her desk, and sat back comfortably on her recliner. She still had a bit of time to waste, and besides, she had woken up at, what, 3 o clock in the morning today. So she leaned back and dozed of a bit.
About half an hour later, she woke to the ring of a phone. It was Alessa.
"Yeah, what's up Aless?" asked Mia in what she hoped was a friendly tone, considering she was still grumpy from the fact that she had been woken up by a phone ring.
"Well, your Mr. Giorgi is waiting outside your office, and your new patient called and told me he was going to be running late, family buisness, so he'll be here at 5 o'clock instead of 11h45, I'm sending your patient in now, later," said Aless, with a tone of impatientness in her voice.
Hermione had her session with Mr. Giorgi, which lasted 1 hour, then went to have her lunch break. It was now noon. She went back to the cafe where she had bought her Capuccino that morning, and ordered a Canadian Poutine.
While sipping on her drink, she wondered how her new patient would look like. Would he be tall and handsome, and intelligent, or small, nerdy-looking and...well...yeah. She imagined what it would be like if it were someone from Hogwarts, but quickly dismissed that thought as she knew no one would be able to fine her here, and nobody from Hogwarts would need a psychologist.. At least she thought so.
Then, as quickly as hat thought came, it disappeared as she saw someone looking vaguely familiar. She stood up rather quickly, making her chair fall, but she didn't notice, she was already out the door of the little cafe. She looked for a black and pink mass of hair, found it quick enough, and jumped on it.
"OMPH!" A muffled sound came out from under Hermione.
"Hey you, long time no see," said Hermione.
"Oh.My.God. MIA! I haven't seen you since last year's Christmas Party, where the hell have you been?" asked the stranger.
"Well, I don't know, I've been working pretty much these last days, what've you been up to Maria?" asked Hermione
Maria and Hermione had known each other since the second year after Hermione disappeared away from the magical world. She was really happy to see her since the last time they had met was at her last Christmas party.
"Nothing much, I've also been working, but traveling a lot. I have this new boyfriend called Josh, and he's a pilot, so I join him on his flights sometimes. It's fun. I should bring you along once," she said.
"Sure, I'd love to, but, hey, what are you doing right as of now?" asked Hermione
"Nothing, I was just talking a walk to take my mind off things, you?"
"Well, actually I was eating my lunch, would you like to join me?"
"Sure Mia," said Maria with a smile on her face.
So both girls went into the small cafe, and since Hermione's poutine was already at her table, she started eating it, while Maria ordered something for herself. They talked for about an hour and a half before Hermione realized she had to pick up Elis.
"Oh my god, Maria, I'm really thankful for having seen you, but I have to run, I have to go pick up my son at school. Hopefully I'll see more of you," said Mia, running out of the cafe.
She ran all the way back to her office, which wasn't too far away, seeing it was only across the street. Once in the building, she went to the elevator, pushed the button that would lead her to the underground parking lot, and closed the door. 30 seconds later, she was starting up her black, topless Mustang. She had always loved cars, it was like an obsession for her, kind of like how Harry and Ron liked Quidditch so much.
She got out of the parking lot, went down a couple of blocks, and came up to the school. She frowned when she got out of the car, Elis was on the stairs waiting for her, looking depressed.
"You're late," he stated.
"I'm sorry Elis, mom was talking to an old friend, do you forgive me?" asked Hermione to her son, while envelopping him into a hug.
"Sure mom, anything for you," said Elis before getting in the car and waiting for his mother.
When they were at Elis' boxing practice, Hermione went in with him, watched him a couple of minutes, before going back into the car, telling her son she would be back in two hours max.
'Oh shit' thought Mia. 'I'm gonna be late for my new patient. I hope I can hurry up, or I won't make a good impression' she thought as she sped up a bit. A couple of minute later, 4 minutes exactly, she was parking her car in the same spot as before. She ran up the stairs this time, instead of taking the elevator, ran all the way up to her office and barged in.
Fortunetly, her patient wasn't there yet. She went to take a glass of water, and sat down at her desk, while calming down. When her breathing became normal again, she was about to go ask her secretary when her patient would arrive, but there would be no need as he opened the door and presented himself.
"Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy, I have an appointement with a certain Miss Lavoie," he said kinda awkwardly.
Hermione's breath caught in her throat. This couldn't be the Draco Malfoy she went to school with. This couldn't be the boy, no...the man, that made school hell for her during five straight years. This couldn't be her boy's fath-. 'No, no no no no NO! This can't be' she thought, all the while fuming inside.
"Uh, hello?" he asked again.
She came out of her trance.
"Malfoy? Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes, that's me, I'm your new patient," he said, obviously more relax than her.
Mia's eyes rolled back, and she fainted. Having quick seeker reflexes, Draco took a step forward and aught her in his arms. She put her on a sofa, put a chair beside her, and waited until she woke up. It wasn't long, only 15 minutes before she got up.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" she asked to Draco, as if she couldn't remember who he was.
He chuckled softly."I'm Draco Malfoy, your new patient," he said slowly as if talking to a 2 year old child.
Mia's breath caught in her throat again, but she managed to maintain her image.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my secretary didn't give me your name, truly sorry," Mia said, not believing she as apologizing to her school nemesis. True, he looked like he had changed, and it sure sounded like he change,'why not give him a try' Mia thought.
He chuckled again."Obviously, that's because I didn't give it to her," he said while looking directly into her eyes. Mia looked at him, and laughed softly, then found herself enhanced by his eyes. 'Just like Elis'. Oh god...'
"Very well, um, I know this is your first session, and normally it would be three hours long, but I have to but it to two hours because I have to go get my son at his boxing practice," said Mia, sill looking into his eyes.
"Sure," said Draco.
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AN: Last note before I end this chapter, I Am deeeeeeply sorry. I really think the story hasn't started of well, and the end of the chapter is kinda weak. I'll try re-vamping it again in the future, for now I must go on with the other chapters ! It's really hard being an author! Anways ... please review !
Canadian Poutine : Tee hee... I'm Canadian and proud of it. Please don't misjudge me cause of my nationality, though im sure not many of you will ... I might just end of not placing many English sayings in my story, and might end up adding Canadian or American stuff. Deeply sorry. If you dont like this idea, then please I beg of you ... STOP READING THIS STORY.
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