Draco and Hermione were sleeping soundly.
Draco, although asleep, could feel Hermione's soft body in his arms and this comforted him subconsciously.
He dreamed, happily, which was something rare for him. His dreams usually consisted of nightmarish events. But not tonight.
- -Dream Sequence- -
She sat there quietly, looking out onto the dark lake. The moon above her shone brilliant, illuminating her already heavenly presence.
I decide to walk down to her maybe she'll let me stay.
'Can I sit with you, love?' I asked her.
Hermione looked up at me with her large, beautiful brown eyes. She nodded and moved over, making room for me on the oak bench she was resting on.
I looked into her eyes and they seemed to sparkle.
'I love you, nothing can make me think any other way.'
'There's so many against us, though.' She said sorrowfully.
I felt a knot, deep within my stomach. She will not give up on us, she's stronger than that.
'Hermione, you know we are meant for each other. Enemies don't just become lovers over night, 24/7. What we have is rare, nothing can break us apart, do you hear me?'
Hermione began to cry. I hate when she cries, it makes me feel horrible, like I caused it.
'Don't cry, my love.' I told her. I took her hands in mine and kissed each one tenderly.
Hermione stiffened up her upper lip and smiled at me. She leaned in and kissed me lovingly. I couldn't have asked for anything more.
She pulled away and I looked back into her eyes. They were nearly glowing from the moon's reflection. I had to squint.
'Hermione's your eyes…they're so bright.' I said, with my eyes closed.
What's wrong with me? Why can't I look into them.
I looked behind me at the moon. I closed my eyes, it was so bright, it was like the sun. I couldn't look at it. What was going on? Then I heard Hermione speak.
'Excuse me?'
I turned to face her, with my eyes still closed.
'Excuse me sir?'
'What are you talking about Hermione? Why are you calling me sir?'
Then Hermione knocked her fist against my head.
'Hermione??'
Draco then opened his eyes to see a light shining in on him. He looked around and saw he was back in the car, Hermione lain by his side. He heard something bang against the car.
'Excuse me, sir?!' A voice yelled.
Draco turned to the sound and saw a beam of light blind him.
'What the—' Draco mumbled.
'Do you have any idea what time it is, kid?' The person asked.
'Point that damn light away from my eyes!' Draco yelled, startling Hermione.
'Mmm?' Hermione mumbled.
The man outside the window shined the light down on Hermione.
Draco quickly pulled the blanket all around Hermione, making sure not an ounce of skin was shown.
Hermione's opened from the light. She screamed alarmingly.
'Draco!' She then grabbed around his waist.
'What do you want??' Draco asked the man impatiently.
'I am an officer. I would benefit you to talk to me with respect, young man.'
Hermione began to tear up.
'Oh no, we're being arrested.' She whispered to Draco.
'He can't arrest us, Hermione. We haven't done anything.' Draco told her. Then he directed his attention back to the man in uniform.
'What do you want?'
'Do you know what time it is?' The officer asked sternly.
'Like…10, 11?' Draco guessed.
'It is two in the morning.'
Hermione popped up, blankets still around her.
'What?! Oh my god, Draco, my parents are going to kill me… and my brother is going to kill you!'
'Shit.' Draco muttered.
'Excuse me?' The officer asked.
'Nothing.' Draco snapped.
'Sir, can you please dress yourself and step out of the car?'
'Why?'
'Well, I have to inspect. Two teenagers sitting out in the middle of no where at two in the morning, seems a little suspicious.'
'Suspicious? We're teenagers! We're just trying to get alone time.'
'Stop arguing, Draco. Let's just get dressed.'
'Well, Mr. Officer, --' Draco began.
'Officer Hemings.' He instructed.
'Well, Officer Hemings, could you please give my girlfriend and myself some privacy for a bit?' Draco told, rather than asked.
The man walked a few feet away and doused his flashlight.
'Draco…I'm scared…this is horrible.' Hermione said as she began throwing on her clothes.
'Don't be. I'll take care of this.' Draco told her as he finished dressing.
Draco then stepped out of the car, Officer Hemings walked over to him.
'Young man, do you know it's illegal to sleep in your car on a public road?'
'No.'
'Did you know it's illegal to have intercourse in public?'
'It's not public, it's in a car.'
'The public can see you.'
'There's no public around.'
'It's a public road, son.'
'I'm not your son.' Draco spat. 'And it we're not on the fucking road, we're pulled to the side.'
'Do not impugn my honor, boy.'
'Do not impugn mine.' Draco said firmly.
'You'll do well to act respectfully.' The officer said. 'Whose car is this?'
'Hers.' Draco said gesturing back to Hermione, who was sitting in the car.
Officer Hemings gestured for Hermione to step out of the car. She obeyed immediately. She stood close to Draco.
'This your car?'
'Yes, sir.'
'Do you have a license?'
'Yes, sir.'
'Go get it for me.'
'Yes, sir.'
Hermione ran to her front seat and rummaged through her purse. She came back quickly with her license and her car's insurance papers. She handed them to the officer.
He studied them quickly.
'Your seventeen?' He asked her.
'Yes, sir.'
'Do you know the curfew is midnight for 18 and younger, unless you are in the company of an adult?'
'We fell asleep, we didn't know it was so late.' She said, beginning to tear up.
'Are you 21?' The officer asked.
'No, I am 18.'
'So, I am counting three offenses to the law so far. Now four.'
'Four?' Draco asked.
'It's statutory rape for you to have intercourse with her.' The officer told Draco.
Hermione began to cry.
'He didn't rape me!'
'He did under the law, miss. You are not of the age of consent.'
'She had fucking consent! She was in agreement!' Draco yelled.
'Where are your parents, miss?' Hemings asked.
'At home.'
'Do they know you are here?'
'No. We fell asleep, they expected us at midnight.'
'You better be getting home then. I'll have to take this man into custody.'
'What?!' Hermione and Draco cried in unison.
'We did nothing wrong.' Draco snapped. 'You are just bored because you are an overweight man with a badge who needs to show his authority over some kids because he has no respect anywhere else, at the work place or in the bed.'
The officer's eyes widened and then he began to pull out his handcuffs.
'No!' Hermione cried.
As Draco fought the officer, Hermione ran to the car and rummaged through her car's glove compartment. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the man's hands.
'Expelliarmus!' She cried.
The handcuffs flew away.
'What the bloody hell?' Hemings cried. He looked at Hermione. 'Who the bloody hell are you?!'
'Locomotor Mortis!' Hermione shouted at him.
Hemings fell to the floor, unable to move.
'You're a bloody witch! I'll have you killed!' The officer shouted.
'Obliviate!'
The man's mouth stopped talking and his head fell back into the snow.
Hermione gasped and dropped her wand. She looked over to Draco, frightened of what she did.
'Illegal magic. Outside of Hogwarts.' She began to cry again.
Draco moved to her and hugged her body. He kissed her face softly.
'Thank God you had your wand.' He whispered. 'We have to get you home.'
She nodded and walked to the car. Draco picked up her wand and also got into the car. Hermione turned on the engine and looked out her window.
Hemings was starting to wake up.
She grabbed her wand and said, 'Finite incantatem locomotor mortis.'
Hemings sat up and then stood up looking confused.
'Sir,' Hermione called, 'You were just hit by a bicycle, but you'll be fine. Get into that police car there and wait. I'm sure someone will find you.'
Hemings smiled at her.
'All right. Thanks.'
Hermione then drove off.
'That was brilliant.'
'They won't be looking for any witch who bound his legs magically together now.' Hermione replied, wiping her eyes. 'That was so scary… you almost got taken to prison!'
'That officer was fucked up. Half those things weren't liable for arrest.' Draco said angrily.
Hermione turned on the radio, to a soft jazz. She needed to calm herself.
'I'm going to be in so much trouble when I get home. I better call them.' Hermione said.
She reached into her purse and pulled out her cell phone. It said 15 Missed Calls.
'Oh no.' She exclaimed. 'My phone was on silent so I couldn't hear anyone call me!'
She scrolled the missed calls list; 3 from her parents, 2 from Jennie, 1 from Serene, 3 from Jess, and 6 from Bradin.
She looked over at Draco.
'My parents called me three times and Bradin called me six.'
'Shit. Bradin is going to kick the shit out of me…or attempt.'
Hermione dialed a number. She called Bradin's cell phone. The phone rang barely once before Bradin answered.
'Where the fuck are you Hermione?! You were supposed to be home like two hours ago! Mom and dad were worried and I am going to fucking strangle that boy toy of yours once you get home! Which better be soon!' Bradin shouted. 'Are you okay? What happened?'
'I'm fine, Draco and I fell asleep and didn't realize how late it was!' She explained.
'Where are you?' He asked.
'A mile away from the ice rink, I'll be home in like 15 minutes. Are mom and dad awake?'
'No. I offered to stay up and wait. Krista is out too so they assumed that you might have met up with her. I knew better. I knew you wouldn't go out with Krista so I decided to stay up. I want you home in 15 minutes or less.'
'Alright.'
'See you soon.' Bradin said roughly, hanging up.
'Mum and dad are asleep. Bradin is staying awake until we get home.'
'Fuck fuck fuck.'
'Draco, stop. It'll be okay, he knows I'm safe.'
'I won't be once we get back home.'
'Draco, will you put the seat back up in the back?'
'Sure.' Draco reached around and raised the seat in it's upright position.
'We're almost back home.'
--
Hermione parked the car and then turned off the ignition. Draco was about to get out, but then he realized Hermione wasn't moving.
'Uh, baby are we going to go in your house or are we going to stay out here?' He asked. Then he smirked, 'Because if not, I'm up for another round of backseat lovin'…'
'Draco, don't joke about that right now. We're in so much trouble…I'm in so much trouble.'
'Your brother loves you, he's not going to hurt you…he'll hurt me, but I can handle it.'
'Draco, I just cursed an officer, twice! That's out-of-school magic! I'm not legal to do that yet!'
'Your precious Potter did it a million times, and he's perfectly fine…other than the fact he's a pansy who ---'
'Draco, stop.'
Draco just nodded.
'Well, are you going to sit out here all night?' Draco asked her.
'No. I just need to collect myself.'
'Okay…'
Draco sat back in his seat and propped his feet up on the dashboard. He put his arms up above his head and closed his eyes.
'Take your time collecting yourself, I can wait to get pummeled by your large brother.'
Hermione took a few breaths and was about to get out of the car when she heard a door slam. She looked over at Draco, he hadn't touched his door. His eyes were closed, he hadn't moved. She looked around and saw her brother coming from the front door.
'Oh no…' She sighed.
'Draco!' She whispered harshly, 'Wake up.'
He mumbled and opened his eyes. He turned to look at her and saw she was staring out his window. He turned to his right and saw Bradin marching down their porch stairs, sternly walking toward the vehicle, fists clenched.
Hermione braced herself for yelling, but then she saw Bradin stop outside Draco's window.
Bradin flung the door open violently.
'Whoa!!' Draco cried, 'Calm down man!'
Bradin pulled Draco out by the collar of his shirt.
'Where were you with my sister??' Bradin interrogated.
'We went ice skating!'
'And after??'
Draco didn't answer he didn't know what to say.
Hermione ran out of her car, to the other side where Bradin had Draco pushed up against the car.
'Bradin, what are you doing?'
'Where did you two go Hermione?' Bradin asked, not looking away from Draco.
'We went to the park and fell asleep on accident.' She lied.
'You just fell asleep??'
'…Yes…'
'Why weren't you home for our family dinner??' Bradin asked her.
'We didn't have a family dinner! Mum said we could be out until midnight! You know that!'
'That's not what your friends thought! I just called Jess asking where you two had gone, and he said that you said you and Draco had to get home to a "family dinner"!'
Hermione frowned.
'Oh. Well…'
'Where were you?' He demanded.
'That's none of your business, Bradin!' She shouted.
Bradin dropped Draco from his grip and he turned to his little sister.
'You are seventeen, Hermione! You should not be running off with your death eater boyfriend, fucking him every chance you get! Don't you dare lie to me, I know all the tricks in the book. This little fuck Draco has no right to be touching you, you are too young 'Mione!'
'Don't talk about Draco like that!' Hermione cried, 'And you are the one with no right to be telling me what to do! I can do what ever I want, you can't stop me, I love Draco and we'll do what we please!'
'Excuse me? So, you admit it. You missed curfew, had me fucking worried out my skull, just so you could screw this little shit?'
Hermione began to tear up.
'Why are you acting like this? Why are you being so mean to him! Draco doesn't force me, I go along with it so you can stop tearing him down!'
'Get in the house, Hermione.' Bradin ordered.
'No.'
'Go in the house. Don't wake mom and dad. Go to bed. Draco and I will be in shortly.'
'No!'
'Get inside or I'll tell dad what you guys did!'
Hermione looked at Draco in a frightened manner.
'Go inside, Hermione.' Draco retorted.
Hermione nodded and ran to the house.
Bradin turned and looked at Draco.
'Hermione loves you, so I am not going to kill you.'
'Umm…thanks.' Draco replied sarcastically.
'My little sister is only seventeen years old. She doesn't need the likes of you seducing her and tainting her with every impure act. You are staying at this house the remainder of the break, there's nothing I can do about that, but while you are here, you will not lay a hand on my sister.'
'Okay, we both know that neither of us are pure and perfect and you already knew that Hermione and I have had sex, so why are you freaking out now?' Draco asked.
'I realized that you are a piece of Malfoy shit, and have no right to touch my sister. I hadn't thought about it before, but according to the Weasley's your piece of shit dad fucks around and beats his wife…'
'Look, Bradin, I think if I had a little sister who was going out with me, I'd be worried, too, but I assure you, I don't want to grow up to become my dad.'
'You may not want to, but it's the only childhood you know. Sometimes "like father like son", is inevitable.'
Bradin then turned on his heel and walked back into the house, leaving Draco outside in the cold.
Draco shook his head and walked back inside.
Once he got in he heard Bradin walk down stairs, so he quietly walked upstairs into Hermione's room. He knocked softly.
'Bradin?' Hermione asked from inside.
'No, baby, it's me.'
The door opened to reveal Hermione in blue pajama pants and a gray sweatshirt.
'What happened?' She asked, letting him in.
'Your brother thinks I'm the evil spawn of my father.'
'I'll talk to him.'
'No, don't. People are going to think what they want, he's already made up his mind. There's going to be tons of people who think I'll turn out like him and there's not a lot we can do now to change their minds. They'll all have to be proven wrong when I become a husband I guess. Your brother said I might be unlike Lucius now, but the "like father like son" foreordination is inevitable, according to him.'
Hermione embraced Draco lovingly. He slowly brought his arms up and wrapped them around her.
'I'm not supposed to lay a hand on you.' He told her.
'I don't care, I'll die without your touch.' She said, not letting go.
He kissed her forehead softly.
'I'm sorry this isn't the vacation we had hoped for.' She said.
'Are you kidding? This is so much better than if I was at the Manor…or worse, if we were at the Manor.'
'I suppose…but it wasn't the quality time we wanted.'
'Quality time?' he asked. Then he spoke in a low whisper, 'What do you call what we did a few hours ago?'
She smiled.
'I suppose that counts.'
'At least that damn gnome isn't being a nuisance.'
'Mookie? Mookie!' She cried.
She let go off Draco and fell to her knees and looked under the bed. There was the gnome, sitting straight up, his appearance changed a bit. His face matured.
'Mookie? Are…you okay?'
'Perfectly fine.'
'Your vocabulary improved!'
Hermione then looked up at Draco.
'He must have matured over night.'
'Good. Ask him a question to test him.' Draco suggested, also getting to his knees to look under.
'Umm…Mookie can you give advice now?'
'Surely. What do you need help with?'
'Umm…do you think Bradin is being irrational about Draco?'
'Bradin Granger…Draco Malfoy…' Mookie repeated. He closed his eyes, looking like he was processing information. Then he opened his eyes back up. 'Bradin should control his temper, but he was not wrong in being suspicious. The Malfoys have a bad family history. Draco does try hard to act decent and respectful, a very un-Malfoy trait, but only time will tell.'
Hermione nodded. Then Draco asked a question.
'Do you think it would be best for Draco to go back to the Manor for the rest of the vacation?'
Hermione looked at Draco alarmingly.
'No, Draco.' She whispered.
The gnome closed his eyes, processed, and opened them again.
'Draco is fracturing the relationship between sister and brother, and until that relationship can be mended, no relationship between Draco and Bradin can be formed.'
'You want to go home?' Hermione asked.
'Hermione, you and your brother were very close. Now you are upset with him and he lost some respect for you, and it's because of me. I love you, so I cannot destroy your other relationships so we can be together for a Christmas vacation.' Draco explained. He the kissed her cheek. 'I think it would be best for me to go to the Manor, for the remainder of the break.'
'But your father –'
'I'll handle it, love. I've lived with the man for 18 years now.'
Hermione sat against her bed, while tears dripped down her cheeks.
'I don't want you to go.'
'Hermione, it's only another week or so. I'll see you as soon as we get back to Hogwarts. I'll send you your present, via owl.'
'I don't need a present.'
'Oh, psh, of course I'm getting you a Christmas present.'
Hermione rested her head on his shoulder and he intertwined his fingers with hers.
'I love you, baby. I think this is best for both of us.'
He felt her nod, so he kissed her softly and then stood up, breaking the join.
'Go to sleep, Hermione. I'll see you in the morning before I go.'
She stood up quickly and hugged him tightly.
She then stepped on her tiptoes and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He slid his arms around her waist, supporting her.
'Good night my love.' She said when she broke the kiss.
He nodded and stepped away from her, then opened her door and left.
A/N: Looooong chapter eh?! Hope you enjoyed! PLEASE DON'T CRITICIZE ME ABOUT THE OFFICER'S CHARGES AGAINST DRACO! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE EUROPEAN LAWS ARE! I tried looking them up online, but they kept giving me lawyer information and all that jazz…oh well, I tried. REVIEW! THANKS!
