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Chap. 39 Questioning Part I
Dinner.
The family, and Draco, sat around the dinner table: Richard at the head, Anne to his left, then Krista, Bradin at the other end of the table, Draco next to him, followed by Hermione between him and her dad.
Draco kept watching Bradin out of the corner of his eye, and he could tell Bradin was doing the exact same thing.
'So, Draco, you have no siblings, were you lonely growing up?' Anne asked, not trying to sound too tender.
'Mum, that's a little private, don't you think?' Hermione told her quietly.
'Well, I don't think so, dear, it's just a question.'
'It's okay, Hermione.' Draco said. Then he turned back to Anne. 'My mother made sure I had friends as a child, they weren't the best of friends but I wasn't lonely.'
'Your mother seems very protective, from what I've heard you say.' Anne smiled.
'She is.'
Anne continued speaking.
'Well, we all know about your father-' Richard snorts, Anne gives him a be-nice-to-our-daughter's-boyfriend look. She then continued. 'As I was saying, we know about your father, Lucius, tell us about your mother. What's her name? What does she do?'
'Mum, please, not such personal questions.' Hermione begged, looking at Draco. She knew the topic of his mother was a hard one for him.
'Is that too personal Draco? I'm sorry.' Anne said.
'My mother's name is Narcissa. She stays home and takes care of my father and myself.'
'A housewife. Most noble job any woman could have, if you ask me. I guess she doesn't need to work, with your family being "well to do". What did your mother do before she married your father?'
'Umm…dated him?' Draco replied, unsure of what to say.
'Draco, my mother means what did she do for work,' Hermione said, she then turned to her mother, 'she didn't do anything mother. She married Lucius rather young. She's never worked, can we change the subject now?'
'Hermione, why are you so worked up for this? Draco seems fine and your so jittery, is something wrong, dear?' Anne asked.
'He is fine, isn't he?' Krista asked aloud, to herself mainly.
Bradin rolled his eyes at her.
'When did you realize your father's actions were appalling?' Richard asked abruptly.
'Dad!' Hermione cried, spitting her water back into her cup.
'It's a perfectly good question, Hermione.' Richard replied.
He then turned to look at Draco, everyone was looking at Draco. Hermione reached under the table and took his hand.
'I guess I realized my dad's goals in life, and the ways he went about trying to reach them were wrong, was in the beginning of this year. I mean it was always in the back of my mind I suppose, but I always tried so hard for him to acknowledge me and be proud of me, that I pushed those instincts back.'
'You tried hard for him to be proud of you? Is that why you harassed my daughter and her friends all threw their former Hogwarts years?' Richard asked directly.
'Dad, that's all in the past.' Hermione sighed.
'That's true, sir. I was an immature, arrogant teenager who just tried to please daddy and rub it in everyone's faces that I was rich.'
'When was it that you figured out it was wrong of you to treat my daughter with such disrespect? You say you aren't like your father, but that sounds an awful lot like him.'
'Dad, please. Draco isn't like that anymore.' Hermione said.
'When was the first time you realized you liked my sister?' Bradin asked, changing the subject away from hostility.
'I suppose it was when I realized I was a bit jealous of the Weas---I mean Ron Weasley when they were going out.'
'So, because our daughter was with someone else, someone of good character and good family, you wanted her now?' Richard asked accusingly.
'Dad!' Hermione cried, voice rising, 'One night, Ron tried to rape me, okay? Ron is not perfect! He never was, and neither is his family. Draco was there for me, when no one wasn't. Ron attacked me a second time and Draco stopped him. Are you happy? I didn't tell you guys because I didn't want you to freak out and call the Weasley's and cause Molly and Arthur more pain. But now you know. I would appreciate it, dad, if you would lighten up on Draco and start being nicer!'
Hermione then got up from the table and ran upstairs.
'I'm sorry.' Draco quickly said nervously, and then ran after Hermione.
He ran up the stairs and knocked on the only closed door upstairs, assuming it was her room.
'Hermione, it's me. Can I come in?'
'Yes.' She replied.
He opened the door and saw her sitting on her bed, she smiled up at him.
'I'm sorry I freaked out down there.' She sighed.
He strolled over to her and took her hands.
'I just wanted my family to stop interrogating to you.' Hermione said, 'My dad was way out of line, and I apologize for him, my mum was just…nosey.'
'It's fine, Hermione, are you okay, though? You just yelled that your former best friend tried raping you.'
'I'm fine. I had to tell them eventually.' Hermione said, collapsing back into her pillows.
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'Did my daughter just say she was nearly raped?!' Anne exclaimed.
'She did.' Bradin sighed, fuming. 'That prick Weasley was in this house and he fucking tried to rape my little sister!'
'Bradin! What was just revealed is very disturbing, but don't curse.' Anne scolded. She then turned to her husband. 'Little Ronald Weasley tried raping our daughter, Richard.'
'Who'da thought the little shrimp would have it in him.' Krista said.
'Be quiet, Krista. Keep your dumb blonde comments to yourself.' Bradin snapped. (A/N: No offense to blondes…it's just a saying.)
'Draco comforted our daughter, and rescued her from a second attempt.' Anne said.
'We should go talk to her.' Richard suggested.
'You should go apologize to Draco.' Anne replied.
Richard nodded.
Bradin then got up from the table and walked over to a drawer in the kitchen.
'What are you looking for Bradin?' Anne asked.
'The Wizard Yellow Pages, I am going to go fuck up that damn Weasley.' He said angrily.
'Language!' Anne cried. 'And you are staying here, I don't want you upsetting Molly.'
Bradin slammed the drawer shut and walked down stairs to his room.
'I'm going to go talk to Draco and Hermione, did you want to join me, Anne?' Richard asked.
She nodded.
'Yes, I'll be up as soon as I put all this food away. I doubt we'll be eating together tonight.'
Richard got up from the table and proceeded to go upstairs.
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Hermione was lying back on her pillows as Draco looked around her room. He was rummaging through the closet, going through drawers, etc…
A pulled open a drawer and a curious grin appeared on his face.
'Ahhh…I know which drawer you found.' Hermione giggled.
Draco looked back at her, smiling evilly. He held up a black lace bra and a thong to match.
'When do I get the fashion show?' He asked, half-jokingly.
Then footsteps were heard coming to her door.
'Draco! Put those away!' Hermione yelled in a whisper.
She jumped off her bed and sat on the floor, pulling Draco with her.
He threw the intimacies in the drawer and tried pushing it closed, but he then fell to the floor along side Hermione.
'Hermione, it's dad, can I come in?'
'Yes.' She replied.
Richard walked in, smiling at Hermione and Draco.
'I have come to make amends.' He said. 'Mr. Malfoy, I apologize for badgering you earlier about your actions with my daughter and your father. I appreciate all you've done for Hermione this year at Hogwarts, especially with Ron.'
'Not a problem, sir. You were concerned, like a normal, caring father. I thank you for your apologies though.'
'Thanks, dad.' Hermione said.
'Now, Hermione, why didn't you tell me about Ron?'
'I didn't want you and mum to freak out and take me away from Hogwarts, or call Molly and Arthur and go crazy on them. I knew telling you, would also mean for Bradin to find out, and I don't even know what Bradin is going to do now.' She sighed.
'Your mother already told Bradin that he can't go "fuck up that damn Weasley".'
Hermione's eyes widened and Draco laughed.
'Quote for quote my dear.' Richard stated, 'Your mother scolded him for that too.'
'Yes, I expect she did.' Hermione laughed.
Anne then poked her head in.
'Knock, knock!' She chimed.
'Come in, mum.' Hermione called.
Anne shuffled in, a concerned look on her face.
'How are you doing, Hermione dear? Draco?'
'We're fine.' Hermione said, 'Dad apologized and we're talking about Ron now. It was a hard thing for me, so I really don't want to keep talking about it actually.'
'Well, Draco dear, we are so blessed that you were there to protect our daughter.'
Draco and Hermione stood up.
'I was the lucky one to have been there to make sure the little Weasel didn't do anything.' Draco said.
'Well, welcome to the Granger home. I hope I haven't scared you off just yet.' Richard said, extending his hand.
Draco shook it firmly.
'I was scared, sir, but not enough to want to leave.' Draco smirked.
'Well, good.' Richard then turned to Anne, 'Well dear, shall we get back down stairs?'
Anne nodded.
As they were turning to leave a blood-curdling scream was heard from the main floor.
'What was that?' Draco asked.
'I sounded like Krista!' Hermione cried.
They all ran down stairs.
Krista was running to them, she grabbed onto Draco and clenched tightly.
'A horrible thing is in the kitchen! It's hideous and began to talk to me!' She cried crying into Draco's shoulder.
'What?' They all asked in shock.
'Krista, I know you're scared, but get off of Draco please.' Hermione sighed.
Krista then looked back at the kitchen.
'AHHH!! There it is!' She cried.
'Oh! Mookie!' Hermione cried, 'I forgot about you!'
She ran over to the little gnome and picked him up.
'Krista, this is Mookie. He's Draco's and my DADA project.'
'He's disgusting!' Krista cried.
Mookie began to cringe. He pointed to Krista and yelled, 'Git! Git!'
Draco laughed.
'Finally! Another soul he doesn't like but me!'
'He's a what?' Richard asked.
'A gnome.' Draco replied.
'Once he matures, he'll be able to give advice.' Hermione added.
'He's quite the little trouble maker.' Draco snorted.
'Draco doesn't like him.' Hermione sighed.
'I don't either.' Krista said winking at Draco.
'Why don't you like him?' Anne asked.
'He's bit me, kicked me, and called me names.'
Richard and Anne laughed.
'And why does he do this to you, Draco?' Hermione asked knowingly, 'you made fun of his name.'
'It is a stupid name.' A voice said from behind them.
Bradin was standing in the doorframe of the basement door, arms crossed.
'Draco. A word?' Bradin asked.
'Ah, yes, our meeting.' Draco sighed to himself. 'I'll find you later.' He said to Hermione.
He then went to the basement with Bradin.
A/N: Chapter 40 coming VERY SOON!
