Disclaimer: Right… I really don't own Harry or Luna or Draco or Hermione yadda, yadda, yadda. They all belong to JKR an not me, blah, blah, blah. I do own a few things, anyway/
Author's Note: Ever see General Hospital? No? Oh well. Basically it's a soap opera (yes a soap opera. What?). Some storylines are based on the storylines from General Hospital.
Spoilers up to and including The Order of the Phoenix
Rating: PG-14 for language, violence, kidnapping, and sexual themes.
Draco dropped two, large black suitcases on the hard wood floors that made up the hall way leading out of the yacht. He turned around and rolled his eyes. He looked at Hermione who was standing at the end of the hall. "Where's Vega?"
Hermione pointed back in the direction he came from. "She stayed behind. Draco, she doesn't want to go." Hermione tried to reason. "Why must she?"
Draco crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head. "She'll be safer in Port Ryan." He reasoned. "And I can't allow her to be here while you're here. She'll get attached."
"She doesn't even like me," Hermione said shaking her head. "How on earth will she get attached?"
"Don't ask me," Draco shrugged as he walked closer to Hermione. "She has slight abandonment issues. It's just best if she goes to Port Ryan." Draco repeated as he walked down the hall and stopped in front of Vega's room.
She was standing in the doorway, glaring at any person who worked for Draco, who was trying to get her to leave.
"Draco, I am not going to Port Ryan!" Vega yelled at the top of her lungs once more. She was standing in the middle of the doorway to her room. Her feet were firmly planted and her hands were gripping the edges of the door until her knuckles turned white.
"This is not up for discussion, Vega Lyra Lestrange." Draco said in a dangerously low voice. Vega winced slightly as Draco used her full name. "I told you, Pansy will come for you during the day. I will find someone to baby sit you when I get there."
Hermione who was now leaning against the wall watching the exchange in amusement stood up. "Wait, you're going too?" She asked. It had been two days since she and Draco had exchanged heart-breaking stories and she regrettably admitted she had gotten use to him.
"For a short period of time," Draco assured her. "I don't want to see, or hear, of any grand getaways, understood?" He said, as he looked her right in the eye. She crossed her arms and looked away. "Right, let's go Vega." He said as he walked out of the hall out to the deck. Hermione did nothing but watch as Vega walked behind her Uncle.
"Draco!" Hermione yelled and he stopped walking. She attempted to run to him but was stopped as a guard caught her around the waist.
Draco smiled slightly and walked to meet her. "Yes, Hermione?" He asked, a little too politely.
Hermione ducked her head and looked at the guard's arm that was still around her waist. "Will you see how my children are? Will… will you tell me how they look?" She asked as she looked up at him.
Draco nodded, with slight pity in his silver eyes before turning and following Vega off the boat.
Hermione pulled away and glared at a guard as he shut the door and locked it with his wand. She sniffed and stuck her nose in the air. "I hope you realize who I am." She said snootily.
The man who never spoke to her raised an eyebrow and smirked lightly. That was all he ever seemed to do, not speak and smirk. He was like a quieter version of Draco.
Hermione threw her arms down and turned on her heel and stalked towards the kitchen. She passed Draco's study and paused. She glanced over her shoulders to see nobody coming. She tested the doorknob and let out a small, excited squeal to see the room was open.
She stepped into the office and shut the door silently behind her. She looked at the room, which was decorated in deep, rich tones with a dark wood desk set near one wall with papers littering it.
She walked over to the leather chair behind the desk and sat down. She glanced at a picture that was in a silver frame. Draco was waving happily at the camera. He was obviously ten years younger, but he looked fifteen years younger. A six-year-old Vega was peering shyly from behind her cousin's legs and occasionally flashing a toothless grin at the camera. Hermione's eye traveled to the woman on Draco's right, who was obviously Aida. Hermione's eyebrow rose slightly.
She looked nothing like the girls Draco dated in Hogwarts. She had dark brown hair that was extremely straight. She was rather plain looking, unlike the beautiful women Draco had dated. Her kind green eyes glanced up at Draco lovingly every so often. Hermione felt a harsh twinge of pity for Draco.
She set the picture back in its place and looked down at the parchment that littered the desk. Hermione never would have called Draco messy, but as she looked over the papers on the desk….
Hermione picked one of the letters on top and skimmed over the name. "Pansy?" She asked herself quietly. She glanced up at the date to see it was sent four days ago. She heard a creaking floorboard and stuffed the letter and a few different papers in her pocket.
Hermione dashed across the room and hid behind the door as it opened. One of Draco's maids walked in the room as she cheerfully hummed a tune. Hermione let out a silent breath and dashed out of the door and ran all the way to her bedroom.
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Harry's head hit his wooden desk with a resounding thump. His roommate Seamus Finnegan shook his head and turned the volume up on his radio.
"Honestly, mate," Seamus said as he took a swig from his Potion's Draft beer bottle and turned from his seat on the couch to look at Harry. "You've been going over every criminal in Wizarding history to find Hermione. I mean, I miss her too, but man you need a break." He said as he shook his head and went back to his Quidditch game. "Go to The Café or something. Just stay quiet."
Harry glared at the back of Seamus's head and stood up. "Fine. I'll be back in an hour." He said huffily as he stood up and grabbed his coat. "Don't break anything!" He called over his shoulder as he walked out the door. Just as he shut the door behind him, he heard the sound of glass shattering. He winced and continued walking.
From the short walk from Harry's apartment to The Café, Harry concluded he hadn't been outside enough since Hermione's disappearance, as he squinted from the sun. He had barley set foot outside in the past week.
Harry stepped in through the door and gave Luna a short wave. She gave him a bright smile and waved back at him enthusiastically before finishing wiping off the counter and putting the cloth away.
Harry gazed at her, which caused him to miss the chair he was about to sit in. Harry shot up and looked around before successfully sitting in the empty chair and Luna sat across from him. The Café was empty, save one man eating a muffin, which meant no one was going to snap his picture. Luna placed her hand lightly on top of Harry's and looked him in the eye.
"How are you Harry?" She asked sympathetically. From most people, Harry couldn't stand that voice but it always comforted him when Luna used it. "I'm sure it's hard," Luna continued. "She has been gone for a long time."
Harry nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off her hand on top of his. "It is hard. Hermione, Ron and I haven't been out of the same town in years. It's… weird without her here."
Luna nodded, understanding. "I am quite sure she's fine, Harry." She said softly. "She's always fine." She added. Luna paused and drew her hand away from Harry's.
A comfortable silence resounded over the two for a moment before Harry looked back up at her. "So are you going to the Hospital Gala in a couple of weeks?" Harry asked casually before pretending to examine his nails.
"I was thinking about it," Luna said casually as she rested her head on her hand. "But I think I would much rather just take another shift or do some more research on the Frampkin. I don't know."
Harry looked up at her. "Wouldn't your date be upset if you decide not to show?" He asked her carefully as he crossed his fingers under the table. Please say no, please say no he pleaded inwardly.
"I don't have a date." Luna said shaking her head. "I was just going to go alone." She said shrugging carelessly. Luna didn't often have a date, but it never really bothered her. She was use to being alone.
Harry shrugged. "I don't have a date either." Harry mentioned. "Maybe you and I could go as friends?" He asked in a voice he hoped sounded cooler than he felt. Please say yes, please say yes, he pleaded internally again.
"I'd really like that Harry." Luna smiled dreamily at him. She stood up and looked down at him. "You're a really good friend, Harry." She said, beaming at him before turning towards the kitchen.
Harry's head fell to the table for the second time that day. "Why me?" He muttered under his breath before getting up slowly and leaving the café.
On his way out the door he saw a profile he hoped to never see again. The man had sharp features and shockingly platinum blond hair, and there was only one person he knew who looked like that. "Malfoy?" He asked the blond man who was talking to a dark haired teenager.
Draco's head swiveled to face Harry. "Oh God no…" he muttered under his breath. "Somebody kill me now. Please." He said as he rubbed his temples.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry demanded spitting out his sentence like when Parvati cooks for Seamus.
Draco raised an eyebrow and smirked lightly. "I'm working on my internship. I've been told I 'got what it takes'." He said sarcastically, using air quotes, which caused the girl behind him to snort in amusement.
Harry glanced at the girl and furrowed his eyebrows. "Have we met before?" He asked the young girl.
"No," she said as she knocked her hair over her shoulder. "I'm going inside." She said glaring at Harry before pushing past him and walking into the Café.
Harry glared at the blond man. "Who is she? Is she you're daughter?"
"No Potter, she is not my daughter. I just met her." He lied smoothly as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his black suit. "Now, if you excuse me, I have a very important meeting to get to. More important than talking to you in all honesty." He nodded his head at Harry and turned on his heel.
Vega watched from the window on the door as her cousin walked in the opposite direction. She rolled her eyes and sat at a table. She buried her face in her hands and groaned.
Zander looked up from the coffee he was preparing at the young brunette. He cocked his head to the side and began to walk over to her.
Sage Snape rushed through the door and over to Zander, effectively blocking his way. "You get off now, right?" She asked him hurriedly, her black hair messed up.
Zander smiled down at his friend and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah…" he said slowly, looking at his watch. He watched as she was practically convulsing with excitement. "Why?"
"I want you to go shopping with me!" She exclaimed happily. "You and Sirius. Dad said I could go to the ball and I need a boys opinion ondress robes!" She said gleefully as she dragged him out of the Café.
Zander groaned playfully as she dragged him out the door. Zander liked Sage very much. He knew, on the other hand that his best friend Sirius had been in love with her for years. She dragged him out to the docks and stopped suddenly which caused him to bump into her as she stopped. Zander raised an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder. "What is it?" He whispered.
She put a finger to her mouth and sank against a brick wall to hear. She leaned against the brick wall. "It's Terrance Higgs." She said quickly as she strained her ears.
"The mobster?" Zander asked as he crouched down beside her. "I heard he could kill a man with just a stare." He said dramatically, holding a hand in front of him.
Sage swung around and slapped his shoulder. "Don't be an idiot, Zander." She scolded as she leaned forward. "No one can kill another person with a stare." Zander raised a red eyebrow as she turned back around. She had most definitely inherited her father's logic.
"Higgs," the blond man said almost too cheerfully as he held his hands behind his back. He sent an entirely too bright smile in Terrance Higg's direction.
Terrance glared at the man. "Malfoy," he spat. "I heard you were in the business." He remarked off-handedly. "Very good work over in Russia, or so I'm told."
"Thank you. It was quite the challenge, but in the end I got what I wanted. I always get what I want." The man responded leaning forward. "Now, onto business Terrance. You have Pier 23. The thing is that I want it. So I sat and I thought about it and I made a decision. You're going to give it to me. That's what I want." The man, Malfoy said smoothly.
"You always were arrogant to the point of stupidity, Draco. Arrogant as well as a spoiled brat. " Terrance said shaking his head. "I'm not gonna give you the pier." He said dangerously, pointing a finger in Draco Malfoy's face.
Draco smiled brightly once more. "Well, we'll talk more later. Once you think about how much… damage I can do." He said as he turned and walked up the steps. He paused in the middle and turned around. "Have your people Floo my people. If they know how to anyway." He added before continuing up the stairs.
Zander turned to Savannah with gleaming eyes. "He is so cool, Sage!" He exclaimed excitedly. "Did you see the way he just brushed off everything that guy said?"
"Well, I am glad you approve." Draco said from behind him. "In the future, I'd appreciate it if you didn't listen to my private conversations." Draco said coolly as he looked down at the redhead.
Sage smiled shakily up at the blond man. "Zander didn't mean anything by it, Mr. Malfoy." She said nervously as she rose to her feet.
"Don't lie to him, Snape." Zander glared at her. "She's the one who listened to your conversation first." He told Draco as he stood up and dusted the dirt of his knees.
Draco tilted his head to one side. "Snape? Sage Snape by any chance?" He asked. At her light nod, he gave her a slight smirk. "Tell your father I said hello." He said before sweeping away.
Zander watched the man leave, jaw open. "He is so cool!" He repeated as Sage looked at him in worry.
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Pansy examined her nails as she filed them at the dining room table. She held them out in front of her and added a coat of deep red nail varnish to the nail.
Ron walked in through the kitchen door and put his briefcase on the counter. He sat across from her at the table. "Pansy, I need you to do me a favor." He started.
"I already to the police all remember about when Hermione disappeared." Pansy said, not taking her eyes off her nails. "I can't help you anymore than that."
"I need you to take a job with Blaise." Ron asked her, looking down at the table.
Pansy's head shot up. "Why would I do something like that?" She asked him surprised. "Blaise and I never worked well together."
"I need you to take a job so you can watch over Ginny." He told her as he looked back up. "Blaise is trying harder and harder to get Ginny to join him and I know she'll accept soon enough. He has a crush on her."
"And he use to have a crush on me." Pansy pointed out. "Ginny's a big girl now, Ron. You have to let her make her own mistakes. I've made them, you've made them too."
Ron's eyes started to shine and a large smile spread over his face. "I have thw best idea you have ever heard!" He exclaimed excitedly. "You get Blaise to fall in love with you!"
Pansy's eyebrows shot to meet her hairline. Oh God. If only Draco could have heard that. "I'm not going to make Blaise fall in love with me, Ron." The last thing I need is to make two men fall in love with me. "But if it makes you feel better, I will take a job with Blaise." She shrugged.
Ron leaned over the table and kissed her cheek. "You are the best, Pansy. Remind me why we hated each other in Hogwarts?" He said as he leaned back slightly, but he was still close enough for her to feel his minty smelling breath to tickle her cheeks.
She swallowed and looked down. "Draco hated you and I loved Draco." She said slowly. "You loved Hermione and I hated her. I was also the class bitch."
"Right." Ron said as he stood up. "I have to go do some work. You'll contact Blaise tomorrow?" He asked her as he backed up towards the door.
"No problem, Ron!" She said in an enthusiastic voice. He left the room and her head hit the table loudly. "Merlin," she moaned loudly. "Why me?"
Now, not only did she have to manage to get Ron to fall in love with her, she also had to get and keep a job. All this while watching over Ron's baby sister. "Damn you Draco," she muttered under her breath as she laced her fingers in her short, blonde hair. "Oh, and over lunch I have to check on Vega. Brilliant."
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Ha! Another chapter done! I don't know when I'll get another chapter up, I've been having computer troubles.
Onto the questions!
Terrence Higgs is a mobster! How did that come into play?
It fit. Terrence would make a great mobster.
Is he Lisa's client?
You're a sharp one. I bet you get the best marks in school. Yes, he is her client.
Does Luna have the same fellings for Harry that he has for her?
I don't know. She likes to keep her feelings about 'da boys to herself.
When do the older characters come in? I want Severus with his daughter!
Hmm... they'll most likely have a part during the Gala. I too, want a little fater/daughter interaction.
THE REVIEWS FOR CHAPTER THREE
slyswn28: Thank you! Pansy is the best character for me to write! A lot of me is embodied into her. The sarcasm and such. Pansy is my second favourite female character after Hermione. And I'm glad Lisa reminds you of Alexis as that's who I model her after! And I too heart Jealous!Harry.
Parcheezie: It's great that you love it! Now onto number one, eventually you realize that Hermione will have to fall for Draco. This is a Draco/Hermione story. Now, as to who falls in love with who first, you're going to have to wait. Although I am wondering if you got into my story plans :)
Me: Well, this is more of an ensemble piece as it is suppose to be like a soap opera.
datfunykrngrl: Updated!
random gal: Glad you like it!
THE REVIEWS FOR CHAPTER FOUR!
FredandGeorgeWeasleyareMYKings: Neville, Neville... well, I could never really find a story that I could fit him into. He may come back later. He was the first Ernie, but wasn't nearly snarky enough to fully take on the roll.
random gal: Voila! New chapter!
slyswn28: And a big rock on right on back. Yes, being a brat is one of the many reasons Pansy and Vega get along. And Pansy is just misunderstood. Everyone acts differently when they're teenagers.
FiReFaIrY14: Frankly, I'm glad your obsessed.
Parcheezie: No worries, I got it!
Thank you to the reviewers!
Now if you have any questions, please submit them! I love answering questions!
Time to go review, loyal readers and newbies!
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