Chapter 3: Bloody Hell!!
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Draco was just about to change for bed when a letter flew out of the fire, and hit him, corner first, in his chest.
"Bloody hell!" he said, softly, looking at the time. It was almost ten. "Who would be writing this late?" He pulled open the letter, and read it.
"Bloody hell," he murmured again. He read the letter again three more times in a quick concession.
"Those bloody git's are throwing them out??? The ruddy hell for?" Draco's anger reached its boiling point. "Those bloody muggles will pay," he said vehemently. And with a loud pop, Draco disappeared.
Hermione's head snapped up when a resounding snap echoed in her room.
She saw Draco materialize in front of her.
He had come!! She thought happily.
But then she saw the look on his face. His face was twisted into such a angry, hateful look, that the dam Hermione had built broke apart as her last hope fell. She covered her face with her hands and cried.
Draco stared down at the beautiful, brown haired girl and his heart broke. He sat down next to her, and pulled her onto his lap, trying to comfort her.
"Its okay, Hermione," he whispered over and over. "Your safe now. I won't let them hurt you. Shhh...its okay."
He kept whispering it over and over until Hermione had finally calmed down.
Hermione looked up at Draco. Thinking I was still her he was mad at, she said quietly, "I'm sorry, Draco. I shouldn't of asked. It was stupid of me. I'll write harry and see if he minds."
Draco looked down at her, confused." What are you talking about? Your staying with me at my manor for the rest of the summer."
Hermione looked at him, shocked. "You mean it? But...I thought...you just looked so mad when you showed up. I thought it was because I asked."
Draco looked down at her, and softly pushed her hair off her face. "I would never be mad that you wanted to stay with me, Hermione. You can stay whenever you want. I meant it when I said you all could come over. I wouldn't lie to you."
They gazed into each others eyes for a few minutes, until the mood was shattered by heavy footsteps outside of her room. The door slammed open, and Mr. Granger stood in the doorway.
After a few seconds of stunned silence, Mr. Granger roared, "what the hell are you doing with my daughter?!" he lunged at Draco. Hermione and hanna jumped up to block his path.
"get out of my bloody way," he growled, through gritted teeth.
"No." Hermione said, feeling braver since Draco was there.
"What did you say, missy?"
"she said no, Mr. Granger." Hanna said. "You are not out parents and we don't have to listen to you or your wife."
Mr. Granger looked down at her daughter.
"Go to your room, Hanna. This has nothing to do with you. This has to do with Hermione and I. You don't go to some freak school. There's nothing abnormal"-he spit that word-"about you. We still love you.
"Really?" Hanna asked sarcasticly. "Because I was just accepted to that 'freak school' as you call it."
Mr. Grangers eyes bulged and he rounded on Hermione with a raised fist. "you have corrupted my daughter!!!!!" he screamed. He brought his fist around to punch her, but it suddenly froze.
Draco pushed the girls aside, his wand out. He walked up to Hermiones father, hatred written all over his face. "don't you ever lay a hand on her." he said in a deadly whisper. "because if you do"-he smirked-"you might wake up one morning with some very important parts missing. You know what I mean?"
Mr. Grangers pupils contracted in fear as he caught Draco's drift.
"Good." Draco whispered, his voice still deadly. "we wouldn't want to lost that now would we? No? I didn't think so. Now what's this I hear about you kicking these young ladies out? Tut, tut. How very rude. I think you need a little lesson in manner, what do you think?"
Mr. Granger's pupils contracted even farther.
"Scared are you? Well you should be. But you are lucky, Mr. Granger. There are two girls in here, one that has seen to much blood to begin with, and another who I don't wants first impression of me to be the man who tortured the only father figure that she knows. No, I wouldn't want her to think that. For now, I will let you go. I'm taking your daughters to my manor. You will never see or hear from them again. you don't deserve it. Now say goodbye."
Draco stepped aside so Mr. Granger could say it. Mr. Granger just glared at his daughters.
"I said,"-Draco raised his wand-"to say goodbye.
"Goodbye." Mr. Granger said, all the while still glaring.
Hermione and Hanna both mumbled a reply.
Draco turned to the girls. He finally took a good look at Hanna. Funny, she looks a lot like a guy I know. He thought, but he was to tired to think of who.
Hermione had changed, he noticed. Her hair had toned down, and she had filled out in all the right places. He shook his head, trying to get Hermione's body out of his head. "Are you packed?" he asked the girls.
"I am," Hermione said.
"My trunk is outside the door." Hanna said. "Its awfully heavy though.
Draco nodded and went to get it.
"what the bloody hell did you pack?" he asked coming back into the room. "it feels like theres four hippogriffs in here."
"oh, not much, just what I needed." Hanna said innocently.
Draco rolled his eyes and dropped the trunk next to the fireplace. He turned to Hermione. "and how many hippogriffs in yours, Mademoiselle? He asked Hermione.
Hermione just smiled sweetly. Draco picked hers up and gasped in surprise. "there has got to be at least ten."
Hermione just smiled.
He dropped hers on top of Hanna's, muttering something about 'girls and packing everything." He stood, threw some purple powder into the fire and pushed in the two trunks. When the trunks disappeared, he threw in some floo powder and stepped in. he motioned to the girls. Seconds later, they arrived in Draco's room, finally feeling how tired they were. They stepped out of the fire, and Draco conjured up a bed fro Hanna, and as if there had been an unspoken arrangement between the two, Hermione and Draco collapsed on his bed, and were out like a light.
Hanna stared at the two for a while, smiling about how cute they were together. And as if on cue, Draco's arm came protectively around Hermione's waist, as if protecting her from the world.
Hanna climbed into her new bed, and looked over at the blonde boy.
Funny, she thought sleepily, he looks so familiar. And then she was asleep.
Needless to say, none of the occupants of Draco's room woke before one o'clock the next day.
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