Men Don't Change 9

Disclaimer- this is sad… I own NOTHING! Expect the plot! That is mine! HAHAHA! I just screw with the characters' lives, emotions, thoughts, and everything… but they do belong to the Great and Wonderful and Awesome and Spiffy and Super and Creative and Thoughtful (nice intro?) J.K. ROWLING! –Claps and applauds- ha-ha! I also don't own the songs… I'd list the artists (again) but you can find that in chaper one!

Note- Haha… do you hate me? I don't blame you! I hate cliffhangers… but ONCE AGAIN I myself gave you one! I laugh at you! –Laughs- lol! Ok… so you are wondering on why I just keep on talking and not giving you the story… it is cuz I'm EVL! MUHAHAHAHAHA –evil laugh, sky darkens, thunder rolls, lighting strikes, DA, DA, DA, dramatic effect- hehe!

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So… lets recap on what happened… oh yea… Draco has a daughter but not with Hermione, but with that slut (whom we don't like) Pansy Parkinson. Hmm… what else? Oh yea, Hermione ignored Draco for two weeks (and then a song was played), then Draco brought Hermione so flowers (which is kinda rubarb (rubarb translates to the word 'awkward') because the song was called 'you don't bring me flowers' and Draco DID bring her flowers… yea that was my note!) and then he 'popped the question' (and don't tell me that you don't know what 'the question' is!). so now we are waiting for Hermione to say yes… or no… -waits for Hermione's answer-… OH YEA! I have to make that up… hm… lets have her say 'no'… yea I know you all gasped! Haha! Ok… so now on to the story!

Chaper 9- Meeting the Parents

'Please say yes,' Draco kept thinking to himself. 'Please, please!'

Hermione just looked the ring, then at Draco. He saw that she was one the verge of tears… happy tears though. A tear feel to her cheek and Draco wiped it away.

"Yes," Hermione smiled.

Draco has never been so happy in all his life.

He took her in his arms and held her tight.

(A/N- who was right? Raise their hand!)

The next day Draco, woke up, knowing that he was gonna see her face, but, no, just an empty space. He laid on his back.

'It was a dream… it was a fucking dream!' he thought. 'No use in getting out of bed now.'

CRASH!

Draco bolted straight up.

"DAMN!" he heard a voice.

He tore out of the bed, sprinted quickly down the hall, into the kitchen to find Hermione, picking up some fallen food and a pan. Not knowing what to do, Draco just stood there. Hermione stood up, and threw the fallen objects in the sink, turned around and jumped when she saw Draco.

"AH!" she screamed, but then broke into a smile. "Hey sweetie."

'IT WASN'T A DREAM!' Draco could sing.

(A/N- did I have you guys scared? Haha!)

By mid-afternoon, Hermione asked Draco if they should go and tell Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Thinking that is was a good idea, he said yes.

Ding-Dong

Ginny answered the door and a smile spread across her face.

"Yay! You guys made up!"

She welcomed them inside. Harry and Ron were sitting in the living talking over a Quidditch match that was on the TV.

"THEY MADE UP!" Ginny cried. She was way too excited!

Harry and Ron looked up.

"Great!" they said.

Draco made himself at home by sitting next down, watching the game.

"So," Ginny lead Hermione into the kitchen.

"So what?" she asked.

"Spill, girl! Tell me everything! What happened?"

Hermione broke into a smile.

"He gave me flowers…" she sighed. "He was so sweet!"

"Awe… that's so cute."

"Yea… that and…" she paused. 'We should tell then together.'

"And what!" Ginny was way to giddy and she was jumping up and down like a six-year-old. "What, what, what, what, WHAT?"

"Ginny, first, BREATHE! Second, I think it is something that Harry and Ron should hear too," Hermione informed her friend. This made Ginny drag Hermione into the living room where the Quidditch game was still on.

"OH, COME ON!" Ron shouted at the TV. "He could have scored!"

"No, he couldn't of," Harry said. "Russell was coming from in front of him, lower, and he could of stopped Jankinson in an instance."

"Yes, but too bad that Bloomsfelt just got the Snitch," Draco said.

"WHAT!" Ron said loudly. "When did that happen?"

"When you two were bickering."

"GUYS!" Ginny said, before there was a World War III in the Potter's house.

The three boys turned to her.

"Hermione has to tell me something, but she has to tell you guys too," Ginny said, "so listen so I can find out what it is."

Harry and Ron looked confused.

"Ok," Ginny turned to Hermione, "spill!"

Hermione looked at Draco to Ginny to the floor, then back at Draco.

"Some help, please," she said to him.

"Help?" Ron asked. He looked between Hermione and Draco.

Draco stood up and walked to Hermione. They both smiled.

"Uhh… you do you know that we are, like, your best friends here," Harry said, "Can we please be informed on what is going on."

"We're getting married," Draco said.

Silence.

"I KNEW IT!" Ron said suddenly which made everyone jump.

"About time!" Harry said.

"About time?" Hermione repeated.

"I mean, come on, it was only so obvious!" Harry pointed out. "Plus, Draco only has been talking about it for the first three weeks since you two were living together."

"True," Draco said.

Ginny was still silent.

"Gin, say something," Hermione said.

"Finally!" she said at once.

So they were all happy.

Then next day, Hermione told Draco that they should go tell her parents. Agreeing, he drove them to the Granger's. They walked up to the front door and Hermione knocked and entered with Draco behind her.

"Mom! Dad!" she called.

"Mi, what if they don't like me?" Draco whispered.

"That's ridicules!"

"But, what if?" he said with the emphases on 'if'.

"They won't!"

Just then Mrs. Granger came to greet them.

"Hermione, sweetie, how are you?" she said, taking Hermione into a hug.

"I'm great, Mom," Hermione said hugging her mother back.

"And who is this?" she said, eyeing Draco.

"Mom, this is my… fiancé, Draco," Hermione said.

"Excuse me?"

"Did I just hear the word 'fiancé'?" Mr. Granger said, walking into the room.

"Mom, Dad, Draco asked me to marry him," Hermione said, happily.

"And what happened to Don?" her dad asked, not looking so sure about Draco.

"Well, things didn't really work out for us, I guess we decided to go our own separate ways," Hermione said.

Silence.

"How about some tea?" Mrs. Granger said.

"Sure," Hermione nodded.

Hermione and Draco took a seat together on the couch.

"So…" Mr. Granger spoke up finally, "Draco… tell me a bit about yourself. What type of family do you come from?"

"Well…" he stuttered, "I come from a rich, pureblood, wizarding family, and…"

"Wizarding family?" Mr. Granger interrupted, and Mrs. Granger just entered the room with a tray of tea.

"Yes, sir," Draco said, "the Malfoy family."

"Malfoy?" Hermione's mother said.

Draco nodded.

Her parents looked at each other, with concerned expressions.

"Hermione, dear, can I please see you in the kitchen?" Mrs. Granger asked.

Hermione nodded and got up.

"Isn't this the boy who bullied you when you were in school?" Mrs. Granger whispered.

"Yes, but, Mom, he has changed," Hermione explained.

"How so?"

"Mom, in the war, he lost his father, and well… his father was a real ass to him so now Draco is free to do what he wants. His dad wanted him to become a Death Eater but Draco never wanted to. Plus, although he bullied me a lot, he said he always liked me."

They stayed for another hour and so talking about the wedding and where it will be held, when it will be held, who will be in it, and so on.

"Draco, I really don't think this is a good idea," Hermione said as she and Draco were walking to the Malfoy Manner to tell the news to Draco's mother.

"Why not, Mi?" Draco asked.

"Your family doesn't like… Mudbloods…"

"Mi! Don't say that!"

"I still don't think this is a good idea!"

"Ok, if anything starts to get out of hand, we will go, ok?"

Hermione nodded in agreement.

Draco opened the door to the Malfoy Mannor.

"Mother?" he called out.

Instead of Mrs. Malfoy coming to the door, it was their house-elf, Cleepin.

"Young, Mr. Malfoy?" the house-elf said. "What is you doing here?"

"Where is my mother?" Draco asked him. "I need to see her."

"Yes, sir," Cleepin said, "I shall go and fetch Mistress Malfoy."

Draco led Hermione into the large living room that was filled with many squishy armchairs. Before Hermione and Draco had a chance to sit down, Mrs. Malfoy walked into the room. She stopped suddenly when she saw Hermione. Another awkward silence occurred, and then Mrs. Malfoy broke into a smile and went to Draco.

"Draco," she hugged him, "I haven't seen you in forever." She gave a small non-noticeable glare to Hermione over Draco's shoulder.

"I'm good, Mother," Draco said, "I'd like you to meet someone." He grabbed Hermione's hand and brought her forward. "Mother, this is my fiancé, Hermione."

"Fiancé?" his mother asked. "When did this happen?"

"Just two days ago," Draco told her.

"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said, holding out her hand.

Mrs. Malfoy looked at Hermione's hand, to Hermione's face.

"Pleasure," came her response. "Draco, can I see you in the study, please?"

"Sure," Draco said and followed his mother into the next room.

It was just Hermione in the room now.

'I told you Draco,' she thought, 'I told you this was a bad idea, I told you twice.'

"What are you thinking?" she heard Mrs. Malfoy say.

"I was thinking that I love her!" came Draco's voice.

"Draco, you are smarter than that! She is a Mudblood, and she…"

"So what? I love her none-the-less!"

"If your father was here-"

"Well, news flash, Mother, he isn't! And even if he was here, Hermione wouldn't be here!"

"Exactly, Draco," his mother said.

'That's it,' Hermione thought, as she made her way to the door.

"Where is Miss going?" Cleepin asked her.

"Away," she told him, "away from here!" and to that she walked out the door.

"I'm not going to argue about this, Draco," Mrs. Malfoy said.

"Too late, we are!" he shouted at her.

"I will not stand being shouted at!"

"Mother, you can stop being a part of my life, but you can't stop me from loving Hermione."

"Well, well, well," Mrs. Malfoy said, walking to the window, "looks like your 'love' is now a runaway."

Draco ran to the window.

"Thanks, Mother," he glared at her. "Thanks a lot!" Then he quickly ran to and out the door and after Hermione.

"Hermione!" he called. "Hermione!"

Hermione stopped where she was. Draco caught up to her and he saw that she had been crying.

"Mi, what…"

"I heard."

"What?"

"She doesn't want me as part of the family," Hermione wiped away another tear.

"She just doesn't know you," Draco sad pulling her into a hug. "We can get through this, together."

Ok I realized that some of those 'come backs' were really stupid (and I know that Kiki you are laughing at it!). anyway… I think the next chaper will be about the wedding… anyway… you know what to do! REVIEW!

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