Secrets
Chapter Twelve: The Malfoy Manor
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I had just sent the letter off with Ron's owl when Ron walked through the door in his boxers.
"Good Lord, Ron! Put on some pants!" I said loudly, shielding my eyes from such a random sight.
"Hey, hey, now 'Mione! I'm not that bad, am I?"
I giggled. "I don't really want to know… Just put some pants on…"
After a few moments, Ron gave me the 'okay,' and I looked out into the night, wondering if Draco was doing the same.
"Did you have fun today?" Ron said, leaning on his elbows on the windowsill next to me.
"For the most part." I said with a sigh.
"It's Max, isn't it?" He asked, turning towards me.
"Yeah…" I said, sitting down on the floor with my back on the wall. I hugged my knees protectively against my chest.
"Look, 'Mione, you don't have to stay if you don't want to…"
"I do! I just want some quality time with you, though…" I said, looking at him. "Draco's apparating over here at midnight tomorrow to see me."
Ron smiled down at me and sat down on the bed. "I'm sure you're excited about that."
"Yeah. Are we going to do anything tomorrow?" I asked, running my hand through my hair.
"Mum said we might go to Diagon Alley in the next few days, but I'm not sure about tomorrow. But she can't go with us… She's going somewhere…"
"Diagon Alley? Wow, haven't been there in a while… I could use some new books, though…"
Ron smirked again, like Draco. "You can never have too many books, can you?"
"Nope." I said with a smile, climbing into my bed- the one farthest away from the door.
Sleep came over me, like a wave of relief. Hours after peaceful slumber, nightmares came. Nightmares involving Max Garcia.
XxX
About five days later, Mrs. Weasley was giving us the same old lecture, but I was having second thoughts about going to Diagon Alley. "Okay, dears, I'm going over to Narcissa's for tea-" Mrs. Weasley said, giving us the pre-Diagon Alley lecture about being safe. I interrupted her, though.
"Narcissa? As in Narcissa Malfoy?" I asked, taken by surprise.
"Why, yes! We've become very good friends since Lucius passed away." She said, slightly offended. "Why?"
"Oh, I was just wondering if I could join you… being around all of these men for six days straight has driven me crazy…" I knew it was rude, but it was true!
"Why, of course, dear!" Mrs. Weasley said happily. "You lot be careful, now, okay?"
"Yes, Mum…" The three Weasley brothers echoed at once, followed by Max's "Yes, Mrs. Weasley."
A satisfied Mrs. Weasley grabbed my hand and flooed us to the Malfoy Manor, closing her eyes tightly. When we emerged from the fireplace at the Manor, my carefully planned outfit was covered in soot and ashes. Today my outfit consisted of a pair of rather tight denim jeans and a t-shirts with a tan floral design on it with a pair of tennis shoes. Now, my outfit was ruined.
"Oh, here darling," Mrs. Weasley said, muttering a cleansing spell, making my dirtied outfit become once again clean.
"Narcissa!" Mrs. Weasley called as her voice echoed through the vast area of the Manor. I heard the clomping of heels coming closer.
"Oh, hello, Molly!" A tall, skinny woman said, giving her silky black hair a flip.
"This is-"
Ms. Malfoy interrupted Mrs. Weasley. "Hermione Granger!" She said happily. "Draco's told me plenty about you, and what you two are going through! What a pleasure to finally meet you!"
I blushed roughly and nodded, muttering a 'nice to meet you, too.'
"Draco knows Hermione?" Mrs. Weasley asked, surprised.
"Well, I should hope so! They're dating!"
I could've sworn I saw Mrs. Weasley do a double take. "Dating, you say?"
"Why, yes! It's been about a month now!"
She turned to me. "Isn't this true, Hermione?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I assume you came here to see Drakie, so I'll get him!" Narcissa said sweetly. "Draco! Someone's here to see you!"
I heard footsteps thundering down the stairs and an annoyed voice that sounded familiar… "Who is it, Mom? I'm busy and don't have time for any more of your stupid-" I saw Draco emerge in the doorway. We instantly locked gazes. "Hermione!" He raced over and swept me into a hug. Then, realizing whom he was in front of, stepped back, blushing almost as much as I was.
"You two can have your privacy, we'll be out on the patio!" Narcissa said, walking out glass doors to the patio, Mrs. Weasley hot on her heels.
"Here, follow me…" Draco said, taking my hand in his and leading me up a staircase to a hallway. He led me into the third door on the left, shutting it behind me once I was inside. Before I could even blink, Draco had me in a tight hug, wrapping his arms securely around me, letting me know that he was here. "I love you, Hermione, and I missed you so much."
"God, Draco, it's only been, like, five or six days." I said, hugging back.
"But from what you're telling me about Max, I'm glad to see you alive…"
"Well, thanks for that." I said sarcastically.
Draco laughed and pulled away slightly to look at me better. "You're so tan, Hermione… I like it…"
I smirked mischievously at Draco and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?" I asked, putting on a witty grin. "Because if you like it so much, too much, I might have to stop in fear of my sanity…"
Draco pulled me close to him so I could feel him breath on my lips. "Oh, don't stop…" He whispered before roughly pushing his lips onto mine. Before I knew it, Draco's tongue was in my mouth, exploring as if it's never been there before. I ran my fingers through Draco's hair and moaned into his mouth when he started drawing little circles on my hips. He smiled into my lips and passionately kissed me once again. This time, though, Draco's door opening and Narcissa stepping inside and smiling at us as if she didn't just walk in on us making-out cut off our reunion.
"Oh, hello dears," She said as I pulled away, thought still in his arms. "I just finished speaking with Molly, and she said that it'd be fine if Hermione stayed the rest of the break over here!" She paused. "That is, if it's okay with you two…"
"Of course it is!" I blurted out. "I-I mean, that'd be fine…"
She giggled. "You'll have to Floo back and grab your stuff, then."
Narcissa guided me back to the fireplace (the Manor was HUGE!) and Flooed me back. When I climbed through the fireplace, I found all of the men- including now Charlie, Harry and Mr. Weasley- jumping around to music and pigging out on food flying around as if it had a mind of its own.
"'Mione!" Harry exclaimed, forcing me into a tight hug. How was I going to explain spending the rest of the break with Draco to Harry- who was oblivious to our dating?
I hugged back and smiled sincerely. "Hey Harry, I was just leaving…" I said, taking a step back and almost falling into the fire, which had now turned it's usual ember-ish color, but a strong had caught me.
"'Ello 'Mione…" I heard a drawling voice say. I spun around to find Max looking highly amused and confident.
"Hi Max…" I muttered before hurrying up to my room. I packed up all of my things and returned back to the living room, seeing as I wasn't exactly the life of the party.
"The Malfoy Manor." I said clearly into the green flames. Before I could jump in, Harry grabbed a hold of my arm.
"Hermione, why are you going to Malfoy's place? And with all of your stuff?" He questioned.
"I-I… uh… Ron will tell you later!" Harry looked at Ron. I gave Ron a pleading look. I kissed both of them quickly on the cheek. "I love yall! See ya at school!" I jumped into the flames and into the best Spring break of my life.
(A/N- I know, I know, boring and confusing chappie… I'm running out of ideas, though! You all have to review with ideas! PLEASE! –puppy dog eyes- I love yall sooooo much!
Belle)
