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"Why," demanded Ron, seizing her schedule, "have you outlined all Lockhart's lessons in little hearts?"
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Chapter 2 – Thinking of you
"Draco what do you think of this?" asked Narcissa Malfoy as she walked into the library at Malfoy manor where her son was sat looking through a large gray book. "Draco"
"Yes mother?" he said without looking up at her
"What are you doing, you have a wedding in 2 months"
"Mother" he sighed
"Draco, come on please. You know we need this," she said looking around and then she lowered her voice "Draco, do you remember what your father did to us?"
"How can I forget? It's ruined my life"
"Draco, listen to me, I don't actually think you understand the state of our estate. All we can afford is this house and the cloths on our back. If it wasn't for you're soon to be father in law we would be living in squalor now"
"But why do I have to marry her?"
"Because Draco Mr. Parkinson is very wealthy and will do what ever his daughter wants, she wants you and that's what she's getting since he is giving us the money to get the Malfoy name back on top" she said looking around the room then back to Draco, but he wasn't paying her the slightest bit of attention. "Draco!"
"Mother, have you ever said something that you regretted and thought about it everyday until you cannot do anything else but think about it and…"
"You really wish that you could make things better?" she asked matter of factly
"Yeah"
"What's matter?" she sat down next to Draco
"Just…. I've done something very stupid…it was a long time ago actually"
"Go on"
"Last year on Graduation night…"
"Draco, I'm 36 years old, please tell me I'm not a grandmother," she said looking panic
"Not at all, I just said something to someone when all she was trying to do was her best and now I wish I had never said anything"
"Do what you think is right, now Draco white or green?"
"What is it?" he said looking at the fabric in her hand
"Your bedroom curtains, I told Pansy that you would like green but she wants white"
"Green, and tell her this is our house and you'll decorate how you see fit" he snapped at her "Sorry mum" he said when he saw her face.
"Draco, if you want some good advice, just go and do what you think is right, you have two months before Pansy will need a reason as to why your breathing let alone running off to do something"
"Can I do that?"
"Sure, if it will make you feel better" Draco nodded and left the room kissing his mother before he ran out.
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"Mr. Malfoy what shall I do for you?" asked a man who worked at the ministry
"I'm looking for a old school friend, from Hogwarts"
"Name please?"
"Hermione Granger"
"One moment please" he said walking off into the next room. 5 Minutes later he came back and addressed Draco who was looking elsewhere
"Sorry Mr. Malfoy, it seems that the lady you are looking for has not been predigested since leaving Hogworts, over a year ago."
"Why is that?"
"Could be any number of reasons, I'm sorry Mr.Malfoy"
"Thank you" Draco said walking off, he decided to go and see Zabini.
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"You want to see her because?" Blaise asked as he gave Draco a cold butter beer
"I just wondered about her"
"Draco Malloy is wondering how the little mudblood he hated for seven years is doing?" he smirked at Draco "What you want her for?" a little twinkle came in Blaise's eye.
"Just…things"
"Well, if I wanted to see her then it wouldn't be just things"
"How come?"
"She was a hottie, feisty too"
"You and Granger?" Draco said wiggling his eyebrows
"Heck no, unfortunately"
"Really?"
"Dead serious. Any way in the past, how long…a year"
"Yep…so back to the matter at hand, Granger?"
"Oh you wont find her, last I heard she was dead, again unfortunately" he said looking to the floor "Heard she was a good lay, shame she's dead"
"Dead?"
"Yeah, I don't exactly know the fine details but I think she got herself killed about a month after we left school, something to do with that flying car of the Weasleys" Blaise said looking round the room, a little saddened
"Granger, is dead?" Draco just couldn't get his head round this
"Go see little Weasley and ask her, you know where she lives right?"
"The Burrow"
"No, she moved in with Potter, she lives in Godric's Hollow now. The two of them are getting married I think. Ron still lives at the Burrow, you can ask him"
"Don't think that would go down too well"
"Yeah 'hi Ron, can you tell me where Hermione is so I can have my wicked way with her'" Blaise said jokingly
"That's not what I want to do with her, I just need her for things" again Blaise thought otherwise
"Pansy wont be too happy"
"Well she can knack off, she has the rest of her life to be happy…with me" Draco spat "Bitch walked into my room last night after she got out of the shower, she thinks she can do that, like I would ever want to see her naked" he cringed
"You and her haven't?"
"Hell no, and never will. I'm off to Godric's Hollow" Draco said apparating out, leaving Blaise with his butter beer.
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"Coming" came the voice of a woman from the door. Draco had arrived and asked an official for the area which house Potter lived in and Draco was directed to the door.
The door opened and a small woman with flaming red hair answered the door, just before trying to slam it shut, Draco quickly put his foot in the way before she did
"Nice to see you Weasley" he greeted "Can we talk"
"Malfoy, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Its about Hermione, please I really need to talk with you" he said, Ginny looked at him and he really did seem genuine
"Ok, but I'm warning you Harry is only a apparation away and since we have these detection rings, if you try to hurt me he'll be round here with Ron at his feet" she said moving and letting him passed. Ginny lead Draco into the small living room, which was decorated in a light gold and cream color.
"So, How did it happen?" he said sitting down on the sofa. Ginny blushed red and looked down
"As if I'm going to tell you how Harry got me pregnant" she yelled angrily at him. Draco was shocked by her reaction; he seriously hadn't notice the tiny bump she was supporting
"What?" he looked in her direction "Oh no, I want to know how Hermione died" he said
"Hermione…died?" she asked confused
"Yeah I was told that she died and that's why she hasn't been recorded in the witch pages since leaving Hogwarts"
"She's not dead, saw her last night myself"
"Where is she?"
"Like I would tell you"
"Please W…. Ginny, I really need to see her" Malfoy's never begged especially to the likes of a Weasley or half Potter which ever she was now.
"Why Malfoy after all this time so you want to see her?" Ginny asked eyeing him suspiciously
"Because…I…I…oh fuck it. I need to see her because I have to tell her something, on the last day she said something to me and I need to see her about that, I wasn't exactly the friendliest of people and need to tell her that… I'm sorry"
"Malfoy saying sorry to a muggle born, you might need to come up with a better excuse than that," she laughed
"Ginny please…" and he began telling her the story of what was said the last day.
"Draco, do me a favor and tell her exactly what you told me, she'll understand"
"So you'll help me, give her address to me?"
"145 Mason close, London" Ginny said "Go, before Harry gets back"
"Thank you so much" Draco stood ready to apparate out
"Draco, just be gentle with her"
"I will, don't worry Ginny, thanks again" he said popping out of the room. Ginny looked around and sighed, it was just one of those days. Patting her stomach she walked back into her kitchen.
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"145 Mason Close" Draco said looking around a muggle street, something very complicated to Draco, all wizards lived in houses that were like his and the burrow, not like these houses. Draco repeated the address over and over in his head as he spotted a sign saying that the was on the right street. Now all he had to do was find number 145.
"145" he said joyfully as he saw that on a little brown gate it read 145. He carefully opened the gate and walked to the door ready to say something that had been eating away at his conscience since the day he left school.
Draco knocked on the door, there was no answer, so he knocked again. This time he saw a little light flicked on as he cast a eye to the windows up stairs. His eyes reverted back to the front door and he heard the shuffling of chains. Then the door opened
"I'm sorry" were the only words that came out of his mouth before he looked up to see who answered the door.
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Kawaiitie – hope this is still interesting as the first chapter. Thanks for reviewing my other fic's, glad you liked. I like yours btw.