Chapter five
It was early the next morning when Narcissa had come into the room. Rather than yelling, seeing her son with a girl in his bed she smiled.
Hermione may have been physically seventeen but she had an innocent look to her. With her hair in pigtails, Mr. Snuffles and they way she slept. Her head was on a pillow but she had her but stuck straight into the air. She had been sitting there for several moments when Draco finally began to wake up. He barely opened his eyes, and stretched his arms to the side. When he hit Hermione he froze not remembering for a moment. He slowly turned and looked at the girl next to him. He almost yelled out but stopped when he remembered last night.
His mother grinned and she walked away to leave give Draco his last bit of quite before Hermione woke up. Sure enough two minutes later Hermione yawned and opened her eyes.
Not wanting her to speak he rolled over and looked her in the eyes. He put his fingers to his lips and shushed her.
"Shh, do you hear that?"
Hermione was quiet for nearly ten minutes while she tried to figure out what she was supposed to be hearing. Draco had nearly fallen asleep again when he quietly heard her whispering.
"Draco?"
"Draco?" there was no answer.
"DRACO!" she screamed, he sat bolt upright and looked at her as though he wished her a week in hell.
"What"
"I'm hungry."
"Then go to the kitchen and get something to eat."
"Draco"
"What Hermione?"
"I miss my mummy and daddy"
"You remember them?"
"Why am I here and not home with them?"
"Well you just kind of came here and we didn't want your parents to get worried about you." Hermione cocked her head.
"Don't they miss me?"
"Of course they do."
Hermione kissed his cheek and ran from the room. He rubbed his cheek out of some odd habit, fell back onto his pillow and went back to sleep.
That day wasn't that active. All that happened the whole day was Hermione chased the white cat around (she seemed to like it there so Narcissa and Draco let it stay) they went shopping for clothes for Hermione (she couldn't keep wearing Draco's clothes; they didn't know how long she was staying there).
The most interesting thing happened later in the day. Hermione had had another age change in the middle of the day. She started acting like she knew everything about the smallest things, instant pudding for one.
Hermione was in Narcissa's room looking at the jewelry and picked up a pair of silver hoop earrings. She picked them up and ran out of the room.
"Nana?" She had started calling her that because she couldn't pronounce her first name.
"Yes dear?"
"Will you put these in my ear please?" Narcissa took the ears and went the push them though her ears but stopped.
"They won't go in your ears, they're not pierced." Hermione looked heart broken.
"Would you like to get them done?"
"Does it hurt?" Narcissa shook her head and showed her that her ears were pierced. Hermione quickly agreed and Narcissa made Draco take them to a tattoo parlor.
They stepped inside and Hermione went right for the barbells, she smiled.
"I like those!" The man at the counter smiled.
"Do you have your tongue pierced?" Hermione looked at him with her eyebrow up.
"Like this." He stuck out his own tongue and Hermione saw the little ball. She smiled and ran to Narcissa.
"Nana! Nana! Can I get too?"
"Get what?"
Hermione dragged her over to the man and he stuck out his tongue.
"Not today." Hermione looked upset. "Get your ears done first and then maybe we'll talk about it." Hermione thought about it and smiled, nodding.
"Mother, are you seriously going to let her get her tongue pierced?"
"Heavens not!"
"Why?"
"I'm not her parent."
"If you were would you let her?"
"Sure if she really wanted it."
"She's a cool kid, only 8 and wants the weird piercing."
Hermione chose her earrings and the man drew the dots where Narcissa thought they looked fine.
He punched the earrings through her lobes and she never flinched. She got off the stood and ran to a mirror. She saw them and squealed. She hugged Narcissa, the piercer, and finally Draco (she hugged one of the waiting people also on their way out).
Draco had been watching his mother for some time when he stopped her before they left.
"Could I get something done?"
"Like what Draco?"
"What can't I get?"
"Something like your genitals." Draco cringed rather not thinking about it.
"How about my tongue?"
"If you really want it." He nodded and they went back to the man. He chose his barbell (not much of a choice, silver or gold barbell guess which he chose). The man sat him on a stool and get out the clamps, and needle. Draco saw it and his eyes got huge.
"Whoa, what's with the needle?"
"That's what I'm going to use."
"What happened to the gun thing?" The man looked at Draco like he told a funny joke.
"It's far too small sonny, now hold out your tongue." Draco stuck it out and felt the cold metal of the clamps. The watched—as best he could—as the man set the needle on his tongue as well.
"I need you to breathe in and out one last time Draco" He breathed in and as her exhaled he felt a little pressure when the needle went through.
Hermione gasped from in front of them and passed out. Narcissa ran to her side and Draco would have done the same if it weren't for the 6 inch long needle hanging from his tongue. As quickly as possible the man pulled the barbell through and tightened the balls and let him stand up to see if Hermione was ok.
"Hermione?" he slurred. She had already woken up and was sitting on the floor. She looked next to tears.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"Are you?" He smirked and nodded. His mother sighed, paid for the piercing and ushered them to the car. Hermione's eyes never left Draco. He would look down at her and stick his tongue out at her; she would see the silver ball and gasp every time.
When they were in the car he looked in the mirror and grinned, it looked rather cool if he should say so himself.
"Thanks Mum," he said to her.
"Well you deserved it Draco. Taking care of Hermione for me, I really appreciate it."
"Draco?" He looked behind him at Hermione.
"Did it hurt?"
"Nope"
"Can I see it?"
He stuck out his tongue and she smiled.
"Can I poke it?" He looked at her. He grabbed her hands at looked at them, Gods know what she had previously touched. He stuck out his tongue and let her poke it a few times. (A/N I know I know you aren't suppose to touch it or anything but hey who cares). She giggled and pulled her hair back showing her own piercings.
"Can I poke them" he mimicked her. She took his hands and as seriously as possible looked at his hands she nodded and he touched them.
"Looking good Granger."
She blushed giggled. His mother looked amazed, Draco would have never let anyone do that. He was going soft.
