Chapter 5 Cont'd: I'm Gonna Do It
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"You okay there?" A brunette was currently in my arms, she stumbled out of the fireplace and almost killed herself in the process. Stiletto heals could be a large problem. They ought to be outlawed… I should know, my wife loves to wear them, they are quite painful in my opinion… she has this terrible tendency to step on my feet…
"Sorry sir." Very respectful this one, wonder whose daughter she is. I'd love to set my boy up with this girl.
"What's your name young Miss?" She was about to respond and then she realized who I was I think. I would like to think that reaction is from my charmingly good looks. Oh look, there is my son now, won't he be surprised.
"You okay?" He looked at the girl with what looked to be like fake concern.
"Son, this is a fine one. You ought to find out who she belongs too." The girl's eyes got a deadly look in them. I wonder if she is distantly related to my wife…
"Father, I know who she is, I'm with her. Her name is Hermione Granger." …if I hadn't visited the restroom five minutes ago, I would have wet my trousers.
"What the hell are you doing with her?" I asked.
"What are you doing out of Azkaban?" Narcissa hasn't been doing her job well, he's still disrespectful.
"We've got plenty of money and the minister owed me a large favor for disposing of his second wife. Weird one that guy, but anyhow, you answer my question." He placed his arm around her and getting pleasure out of seeing my cringe. He leaned in towards her and whispered something into her ear, whatever he said, she smiled at.
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"I'm going to kiss you, now smile like I told you something you liked." I noticed her tense, then calm down remembering my father was right there. She's smiling at me, that's my cue.
I cupped her cheek in my hand, trying my hardest not to touch too much. She's shaking, how cute, Granger is nervous. Can't say I really blame her, secretly everyone is watching us, even though they all seem like they are off in their own world. Our lips finally touched, oh Dear Gods!! Gross, gross, grooooossss. Okay, pulling away now. Breath Draco, just breath. She's smiling at me like she liked it! Nooo!! Wait, people are looking at us, it's for appearances. Whew, close call there.
"Draco, how would you like to dance?" She didn't even wait for me to respond. She just pulled me out to the dance floor. I, being the male that I am decided to take control of the situation and pulled her close to me.
"Granger, don't even think about getting used to this."
"Getting used to what sir? Having everyone look at me like they hate me because 1) I'm the one who got the 'privilege' of being your girlfriend 2) I'm muggle born 3) My dress looks absolutely stunning (not modest is she?) 4) I fell into your father's arms during my oh so grand entrance.
No, I don't think I want to get used to this. That one kiss was enough of you to last me twenty lifetimes" Wow, I'm hurt…
"Ouch Granger, can you do any better? That didn't even break the skin." I looked at my watch to see how much time I still needed to spend with Granger when I heard a shrill voice calling me.
"Draco darling! Oh how I've missed you." She turned to Granger and shook her hand.
"I can't tell you how grateful I am towards you Ms. Granger, helping my Draco." Don't you dare ruin this Granger, the woman thinks you came along almost willingly! What? So I lied to my own mum. It's not like her I kiss her with my 'foul' mouth. Just those who deserve it.
"Oh Mrs. Malfoy!" She gushed, "it's not really like acting at all! He's such a charming man. If I didn't know I would be breaking up with him I would say he's the one." Wow, she really plays her part well and shines when shining is needed. Thank you Merlin! I may be saved just yet.
"Oh Lucius," My mother said with a tear in her eye, what is it with women and being so emotional? So help me Merlin (helps a lot doesn't he?) if Granger is P.M.Sing or already has her period next week at the ministry meeting. "Aren't they just so sweet together?"
"Yes, just so sweet." My father said with his jaw clenched. If the bloke clenches that thing any tighter he's gonna break it… Maybe I should kiss mudblood again…
"Dear, I did tell you that Ms. Granger here is only Draco's girlfriend so we can prove he is innocent, didn't I? I do believe… my dear old mother forgot.
"No sweet, you failed to mention it." His face relaxed a little, not much, just a little mind you, "Why can't she just say she is his girlfriend instead of actually being his girlfriend?" You know, that's a good question.
"I can answer that sir," Does she want me to hand her a shovel so she can dig her grave too? "If we were to ever be placed under veriteserum, we would be found out." Well, I'm glad I'm dating the smartest girl at Hogwarts.
"Very good Hermione! I'm so glad you knew! I forgot to tell Draco that wee bit. I am honestly loosing my mind these days." I don't know if she's loosing it, or if my father has been helping her along…
"I see, well if it must happen. So be it, but," He turned away from my mother and looked at me, his cold piercing eyes starring straight into mine, "do not let anything come from this little thing, it is to be like a spring romance, understood?"
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"Yes sir, the mining of blackberry salt is a very interesting process…. That I would love to hear about… someothertimebye!" I ran away from that drunken man as fast as I could.
I spotted Granger across the room, well Hermione with Draco and his mum and dad. Dad? Oh fuck, I gotta get her away from him! Even if what she is doing is for a good cause for 'our side' he will kill her with a whole two words, one flick of his wand, an oops to finish it off, and get away with it.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy, you won't mind if I steal your son's beautiful date here, would you?" I didn't even wait for him to reply, just pulled a Granger and stole her away out onto the dance floor.
"You're welcome Hermione." She got a confused look on her face.
"Do I know you?" Low blow!
"Well, that wasn't the thanks I was expecting…" Does she know me? I'm not really a loud person, don't make much of a fuss, no I guess she doesn't really know me. "Blaise Zabini miss. I'm Draco's best friend." she still didn't seem to know who I was, but relaxed a little. Probably thankful I'm someone who knows why she is here and who she truly is.
"Thank you sir. I think Mr. Malfoy was about to throttle… D-M…. his son! Back there." Wow, one scared girl, I pulled her close, she started to resist.
"Don't I'm sure Malfoy told you earlier, but everyone is watching us, even if they don't look it. You are t he main reason of this meeting." She stopped struggling and relaxed completely. Damn I'm good.
"Why? And why does this seem more like a party than a meeting?" Pistol full of questions, firing off one after another. Oh well, she's hot, her boobs are pressed against my chest, and she already seems to like me more than Draco.
"You're the main reason because everyone figured Draco would end up with Pansy, but when she owled Voldemort the letter saying that Draco was a traitor because he was dating you. So Draco is here to prove his loyalty and to show off his new girl. By the way, I must say, you are a hell of a lot better looking than Pansy and smell better… she seemed to smell of fish.
I felt her giggle against me. Oh Gods! Don't do that! Do you know that boobs move when one giggles? Well, I just learned that and, that it turns me on. She steps just right and everyone knows I'm not gay. Which would be a good thing… but not in these circumstances!
"How about we go sit and talk, people may get suspicious if we dance too long. Maybe we can drag Draco along too." She pulled away from me and walked off the dance floor by my side.
"So sir, why is this more like a party?" Oh right!
"It's more like a party because we 'death eaters' like to have fun. Hanging out in the dungeons with our head bowed gets a bit tiring."
"Oh, so you aren't one yet?" Maybe I should scratch out what I said earlier, she's like a fucking machine gun.
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"Sir, you never did answer my question." What question? What have you been telling her Blaise? So help me Merlin if you gave away something important…
"What question would that be Hermione?" Blaise's earlier analogy of Hermione's non-stop questioning came back to me…
Blaise leaned against a cushion in my room. We flooed back about a half hour after I met up with them after their dance, we didn't stay at the party long, we weren't expected too. We are still students of course. Everyone believed us, Granger and I are now completely accepted as a couple, yay for me! Lets clap and sing a song! Merlin kill me now, save me from this endless suffering and torture of being mudblood Hermione Granger's boyfriend. She even has just interrupted me, go on, listen and look at that!
"You aren't a death eater yet?" What the fuck Blaise!! Oh I'm sure your going to keep it on the down low, way to go buddy ole pal, I don't mind my life secrets being given out to the girl that is part of the Bloody Fucking Golden Trio!
"Blaise." I said my voice full of steel. Well as steely as I could make it, inside I'm ranting like a fucking lunatic who more than lost his marbles…
"Draco chill, I'm not the one that everyone is watching," He turned toward Granger, "No, I'm not, I've given neither side my loyalty. I've got the choices of Voldemort, who once you get to know, is fucking crazy, no one can help that man, he gets off on muggle blood, really, he bathes in it like it was water. Harry… Oh Harry… the 17 year old boy who doesn't even know how he survived the deadliest curse, do I want to follow him? Besides, he's got the worst fashion sense in the world." Some days, I truly wonder if Blaise is gay… but the way he was staring at Granger was uhmm… definitely not the actions of a gay man. "By the way Hermione, you don't need to call me sir, my name is Blaise, please do call me by that." Great, now he's hitting on my girlfriend. I shot him a look and he just smirked at me, what a pal huh?
"What about you sir?" She looked at me, why does Blaise always seem to get me into some sort of predicament like this?
"Well, I'm neither. I feel the same way as Blaise does." She looked at me like she was in deep thought, "So if you're neither, why did you need to prove your loyalty to Voldemort?" This is exactly why I don't tell people things.
"I value my life Granger, I don't want to be killed because Pansy told on me." I barely stopped talking before she shot out another question at me.
"So why do you have to prove to the ministry that you aren't evil?" Why does she have to be so smart?
"I want to prove my 'loyalty' to Voldemort because I want to live, I want to prove my innocence to the ministry to live." Will those be good enough answers for her?
"So basically, all of those who are like the two of you, know what's happening, what has happened, and what will happen on both sides?" Thankfully Blaise answered this one for me.
"Hermione, you've hit the nail on the head." Nails… they still make me queasy. -Shudder-
"Do you two know how valuable you are?" That just like her! Trying to make us all goody-goody!
"Yes Granger, we know, and we like the way we are, we will remain neutral for the remainder of the war." When will she end this bloody interrogation?
"How do you do that?" Nope, this won't be anytime soon.
"By having Dumbledore's side think I'm on their side but just with Voldemort's side to save my arse and vise versa."
"Oh, okay." She said cheerfully, like she was no longer confused…. But was she confused to begin with?
"Now I've got some questions to ask you." She looked up from the hair she was picking off Blaise's robe and gave me a look that I believe meant she wanted me to continue, "Why aren't you and the Golden Boys friends anymore?"
"Well earlier when we got back from shopping they came and visited me. Ron already said he didn't want to be friends with me that day in the library. But Harry…: I Watched Blaise move closer to her and resting his hand on hers. Oh Gods, I've got a puppy love sick guy on my hands.
"Harry and I hadn't talked since we argued about the mark you left. HE of course hates me, he really thinks I wrote that awful diary entry. Ginny of course broke up with him, he's had to face the wrath of George and the rest of the Weasley brood. Well, anyhow, they only came to see me to tell me that they were turning my name into Dumbledore because I was hanging around you, so I must be evil. I told them Dumbledore would never believe them, but they didn't listen. I kicked them out and said I never wanted to see either of them." Go Granger… err… I mean…
"Well it was their loss Hermione, it truly was." Blaise said trying to impress her. He ought to just get over her, she's mine! Whoa, did I say that? Huh.
"Well I better be going, see you boys." She stood up and left giving Blaise a slight smile.
"Hold up Hermione, let me walk you to your room." Blaise said standing up and walking her out of my room, giving me time to think.
Why do I have to be with her just to prove loyalty to both sides? Why does Blaise have to be falling in love with my girlfriend? Why do I have to start respecting her? Why, why, why!!?!
Blaise came back in grinning like a fricken, I dunno what, but it was something.
"What's got you all happy?" I asked.
"I have got a date with Hermione tomorrow afternoon." Should have guessed.
"Better be careful with my girl."
"Why? Afraid she will leave you for me?" Hah! That's funny!
"No, she's got an inventive imagination," Blaise cocked an eyebrow at me, so I figured I'd explain, "She's invented this new way of castrating men with a rusty nail and superglue, and I'm pretty sure she's got more up her sleeve." I think the dear boy fainted.
Onto my 2 lonely reviewers...
Black Rose, Black Heart: Yah, Hotline... one happens about every year... since about the time I turned 4... (After my parents split up) but I don't really care... I'm a full blown daddy's girl. I'm glad you liked the chapter! (Just to let you know, you are my most loyal reviewer! and favorite...(...not that I dislike any of my other reviewers(to the readers who read other reviews) just so you know!) but yah, you are my favorite!) that was a lot of parentheses.... o.0 trippy
Alenor: Aye, I think you are right in assuming Blaise has the hotts for Hermione! Also yah it sucks for George, but it's just fanfic... I had to add the proposal thing in there, needed the guy to have some reason to over emotional about it. Thanks for reviewing!
