Chapter 2: Leaving

A/n

Thanks tons to Rubythetroll for my first review!!!! Yes, I knew it seems kind of weird that she turns to Malfoy, but the reason will be revealed soon.

Hermione turned, and ran up to her room, slamming the door behind her. She threw herself onto her bed, refusing to cry, even if her world had just collapsed around her.

After a few minutes, she sat up and looked around, wondering how the hell she was going to get out of this mess. She had no money, no place to stay, and was stuck in muggle London.

In a daze, she pushed that thought out of her mind and began to pack. When she finished, she sat back down on her bed, finally letting her situation sink in.

She couldn't stay at Harry's. Harry had been very withdrawn since the "final Battle" against Voldemort, and refused to see or talk to anyone. Even with the help of her, Ron, Ginny, Luna, and surprisingly by Zabini and Malfoy, Voldemort had still succeeded in killing Neville, Charlie, Cho, Colin, and many others. He wanted to be left alone.

Ron's family was still trying to get over the death of Charlie's death, and trying to help his widow, Fleur, take care of their small son.

That left...Draco. She shivered, remembering the past years event's.

Dumbledore had told her, Harry, and Ron what had happened when Draco arrived home for holiday, after his father had been taken to Azkaban in fifth year. He had arrived at the manor to find it completely deserted of any living life. He had looked through all of the rooms for his mother, but couldn't find her. So he had gone to his father's secret rooms in the dungeons, and had found her. She was hanging from the ceiling beams, the words, "he will follow my footsteps, you bitch" written below her, in her blood. Draco had gone to the ministry, told them of his mother's death and told the Minister that he wanted his father to be kissed. The Minister and Draco had gone to Azkaban and the sentence was carried out immediately. Draco returned to Hogwarts, and had gone to Professor Snape, the only man he trusted, who convinced him to be a spy, and bring down all that his father had helped build. Draco agreed to it, to avenge his mother's death. He and Snape were able to give Dumbledore more than enough information about Voldemorts plans, and Dumbledore had successfully blocked many of Voldemorts attacks. Draco's parts in the plans were kept quiet from the rest of the Order, and no one knew about them until the day of the final battle. During the battle, he had killed many of the Death Eaters, often saving many of the Orders people from death. He had saved Ron from Goyle, and Crabbe, Hermione from Parkinson, and Ginny from Nott, proving to them that he was indeed on their side. After the battle, Harry sought him out to thank him, followed by Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. As Harry had said, "some things just make you friends, like Hermione in lying about the troll."

And thus began the new friendship of Malfoy, and the Golden Trio.

Draco had invited the trio and Ginny to his manor anytime, because it was lonely just him taking care of the whole place. The four had kept in touch, through owl post, and it seemed to be the best place for Hermione to go for summer. Besides, she thought, what if she goes to Dumbledore and he says she can't come back, because her parents forbids it?

So Hermione walked over to her desk and pulled out a piece of parchment and an ink bottle.

Draco,

I know this is going to be kind of weird, me asking you for help and all, I mean we've been enemy's for years. But Harry and Dumbledore think you changed and because of that I think you did to.

Before holidays, you invited my friends and I to visit over the summer, but due to obvious circumstances, we haven't. But, I haven't anyone else to turn to, and I'm afraid going to Dumbledore might not work out. Anyway, my....the muggles have kicked me out. They refuse to have me under their roof anymore, and I can't stay with Harry and Ron. Please help. Do you think I could possibly stay with you?

Sincerely,

Hermione.

Just as Hermione was signing her mane, her door opened.

Hermione looked over and saw her eleven year old sister in the doorway.

Her sister, Hanna, had long black hair with bright blue eyes. It was obvious that they weren't biological sister's, but they acted like they were.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"I heard you, mum, and dad." Hanna said, quietly.

"And?"

"and I'm coming with you."

"what?!" Hermione asked, standing so suddenly, sending her ink bottle flying.

Her sister closed the door behind her and sat on the bed. "I'm going with you. I mean its obvious they're not our parents. Hell, we know we're not sisters."

Hermione walked over and sat next to her. "Hanna, honey, you know I would love to take you. But I cant. See you cant come into the magical world. What would you do while I was in school?"

Hanna smiled and pulled out a familiar letter, with green writing. "maybe this will help?" she asked, slyly.

Hermione took the letter, and stared at it, her jaw dropping. She looked from her sister to the letter, and back again, wordlessly opening and closing her mouth.

"you look like a fish, herms." Hanna said, laughing.

After a few minutes Hermione was finally able to speak. "oh gosh Hanna!!!!!! Congrats!!! I knew you were one, from the moment I saw you!!!!"

Hanna beamed. "thanks, herms. But we have one slight problem. We need to out of here in two days."

Hermione good mood left with a "pop!". "oh, right." She got up and walked over to her desk, pulling out another ink bottle. "I was just writing a ...friend, to see if I could stay there until I can support my self. I'll ask if you can stay too.

She picked up her quill and wrote:

P.s. if you don't mind, can my sister come too? She has just been accepted to Hogwarts, and it will be only a matter of time before she gets kicked out also.

Hermione folded the letter and went over to the fireplace, threw in some purple powder, threw in the letter, and said clearly: "Draco's room, Malfoy Manor."

The letter disappeared, leaving Hermione staring into the fire.

Please help Draco. You're my last chance. Please. Prove you've changed.

She willed herself not to cry, again. she turned and sat down next to Hanna.

They both looked at they're hands, wondering if this was just a fream, and that they weren't really being kicked out of the only home they remembered.

rubythetroll: does that help????