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Chapter 28: Sometimes Love Is Enough

Emcee: When you go to get a word of advice
from the fat little pastor
he will tell you that love evermore
But when hunger comes a-rat-tat-tat-tat at the window
Who's there?
Hunger!
Ooh, hunger, see how love flies out the door

She was shell-shocked. "What just happened here?" Hermione asked Lucius.

"I think my son just disowned me," Lucius seemed surprised as well.

"And told me he loves me," Hermione tried to hide her glee.

Lucius snorted. "As if that wasn't obvious. Everyone knew there was more than just business passing between you two. At least on Draco's end."

What? Hermione was irritated. Am I so oblivious I can't see what's going on right in front of me?

"Really," she asked aloud. "I hadn't noticed."

"Well of course you didn't," Lucius said, but not meanly. "I mean, if you'd seen him the way he was before and now, you'd understand. The change in him was so enormous; it couldn't just be credited to a good lay. He had a glow that only being in love could give someone."

Hermione's curiosity was piqued. Perhaps this was her chance to find out more about Draco.

"What do you mean, 'before'?" She asked innocently.

"Before you and after the 'years abroad' and Elizabeth." Lucius didn't seem to notice Hermione's growing interest in his son.

" 'Years Abroad'? What's that mean?"

Lucius gave her a sideways look. "You don't know about Draco's little soul searching mission?"

"Enlighten me."

"When Draco turned 18, he decided that this life," Lucius motioned his hand around the room. "Our world of power and wealth was not enough for him. So he ran away and ended up living with muggles." An edge of bitterness crept into his voice. "He lived there, with them until-" Lucius stopped abruptly.

"Until…" Hermione prompted.

"You know what?" Lucius stood up. "I have to go." And with that, he sauntered out, leaving Hermione speechless.

Chapter 29: What Kind Of Love

Darla: Do you know what we are now?

Lindsay: Enemies.

Darla: No, much worse than that. We're soul mates

Angel

Lucius began getting dressed. Oh, he was wicked. Why had he done that anyway? If Draco hadn't decided to bare his heart and soul, why should his father have to do it for him. But what worried Lucius most was that he'd said so much with so little prompting. What was it about Kylie that made Lucius want to spill his guts.

One thing was for sure. Lucius had to be more careful, or else.

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Hermione decided to be proactive. She decided she had to see Draco. Even if she hadn't just learned a truckload of information about him, she would've still of had to go. He had, after all said he loved her.

And more importantly, she wanted to see him. More than anything.

But her zeal to visit him was tempered with caution. She waited until Lucius had left and then cloaked herself in an Invisibility Spell.

At first, Hermione was surprised when Draco didn't notice her opening the door, but it didn't take her long to realize why.

Draco was lying face up on the floor. Hermione had to side step empty champagne bottles to reach him. Ever so lightly, she tapped him on the shoulder.

Just as his father had done the first night she arrived, Draco caught her hand just as Hermione tried to take it back. In his other hand he clutched his wand tightly as he brought it up close to her face, his eyes still shut. He seemed to already know who it was. "Get the hell out."

"Draco, listen to me, you can't do this-"

He cut her off. "Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do? Because I thought it was pretty much a given that even though you were living with Lucius didn't mean you had to sleep with him!"

"Would you be able to blame me if I had? We slept together almost two weeks ago and since then, we've had maybe one conversation. And before you use the excuse that I was in prison, well Lucius made time to see me! Did it ever occur to you that maybe I felt rejected? That I couldn't reach you, no matter what I did?" She broke off. She hadn't come to fight with him.

"I didn't sleep with him. I can't believe you even thought that. He was healing me."

Draco wanted desperately to believe her, but he still had questions nagging at him. "And your shirt just fell off?" He asked, not in skepticism, but merely trying to understand.

"We had to make direct contact." Before Draco could interject an idea about that claim being false she spoke again. "I remember something in Healing that supported his claim."

"And he couldn't make direct contact with your arm?"

"No actually. The spell had to be done while touching the core of my body." Hermione didn't know where that knowledge had come from, but at once she knew it was the truth.

The hurt and anger in Draco's face slowly dissipated. You're telling me the truth, aren't you?"

"Of course," she replied. "Draco… I love you."

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