Persuing the Unpersuable

A/N: Sorry about the long wait but here is the next chappie. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: It doesn't look like J.K is going to give in… god damn her… at least I can still write fics 

Summary: Hermione was left with 2 choices. Life or Death. She chose life and now she has to face the consequences. Some which can lead to devious things. DMHG

Chapter 3:

Hermione woke up the next morning with a terrible backache. She looked around at her surroundings. She wasn't familiar with the place.

Suddenly the stairs started moving. She gasped and stood up. Finally it came to a stop. She got of them in a hurry.

She walked around the house clutching her hands to her skin. The Manor was very cold. After walking for awhile she came to a familiar place. Walking down she saw her room and opened the door.

She saw that it was indeed her room and sighed. It would definitely take awhile to get used to. She decided that she had better get down to breakfast than to find herself on the floor in immense pain.

She opened the closet that was in her room. Having a quick shower she picked out some jeans and a tee and made her way to the dining hall. Finding it took quite awhile. She started sprinting to the door and skidded in just as the clock hit 8 o'clock.

Ah Ms.Granger how thoughtful of you to grace us with your presence Lucius Malfoy drawled.

Hermione let out a weak smile. She sat down at the only available seat which was next to Draco. As she sat down he smirked at her.

Have a good sleep mudblood he asked

It was great thanks for asking ferret she replied.

He just smirked at her and kept eating his breakfast. Hermione ate very little and then looked at Lucius Malfoy.

May I please be excused she asked quietly

Of course he said with a slight grin and she jumped of her chair and ran out of the room.

She dashed up to her room and started crying. She couldn't believe that she didn't have parent anymore. The thought scared her. She just kept crying and crying. She always knew they would die one day but not so soon. She didn't notice Draco at her door watching her. She kept crying.

Suddenly an owl flew in. She looked at it strangely and then took the letter. The owl was tawny and carrying a rather large parcel it dropped it on her bed, ruffled its feathers and then flew off. She made to grab it but Draco accioed it to him. She turned around to look at him.

What are you doing here she asked

He didn't reply immediately. He opened the package and then he closed the door and locked it behind him. He then turned to face her.

Your parents are still alive Granger he said quietly but only just

She just stared at him. He held out the letter to her She took it and read it very quickly.

Oh my gosh she said quietly

She then looked up at Draco.

Are you going to tell your father she asked him

He looked at her for a moment

No he said

What

You heard me I said no

But why

You obviously want to see them, ill help you get out of here

But aren't you a death eater

He looked at her in an expression that Hermione couldn't put a name to.

No he said slowly I was never planning on becoming one

She just stared at him. Who would have ever thought that he wouldn't become one? She didn't know what to say. Thankfully he spoke first.

This will have to be carefully planned. My father cannot find out about it he said slowly while still in deep thought I shall talk to you later

Wait she called

He turned and looked at her.

Why do you want to help me she asked

He looked at her for a few minutes. It was as though he was battling with himself as to whether he should tell her or not. Finally he came up with a answer he found suitable

I have my reasons he said and then with that he took the letter and left.

Hermione looked at the door for a few minutes and then she lay down on the bed and fell to a peaceful sleep, needing one desperately after what she had gone through the past few days.

A/N: This chapter is a bit rushed but I finally have a plot planned out. I'm expecting some not so nice comments but please constructive criticism.

Thanks now please review.

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