I stood at the reception waiting for my hospital forms. If only that stupid woman would hurry up and find them. It's not like I had all day. I craned my head over the desk to see if she had any luck. She hadn't. She was still searching through a bundle of papers. Eventually she came across them and walked back over to me. She handed them over smiling in a sickly sweet manner. It reminded me of that ghastly Professor Umbridge from fifth year. I pulled a quill out of my handbag and started scribbling onto my forms. I signed my name at the bottom and handed them back. She smiled that sickening smile again before politely saying that I was free to go. I smiled back though I tried to not make it look forced. I walked through the swing doors and found myself in the street. I looked back but the doors had vanished. I was standing outside a shut down muggle store. It was quite well hidden I thought. THUD. Out of nowhere Malfoy had appeared in front of me. br /
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"H..h..how did..." I began. He grinned and held up a crisp packet. br /
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"Portkey." he said as if reading my mind. br /
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"Oh." I said simply. br /
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"C'mon, we've gotta get back." br /
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I touched the crisp packet he was holding and without fail, I felt the familiar tugging from behind my navel. I didn't even know where I was going. I was banging into Malfoy and vice-versa. When we landed hard on the inflexible ground. I looked around. I knew automatically where I was. The Malfoy Manor of course. I was in the front room sitting on the floor rubbing my head. I was sure Malfoy had kicked me there during the excruciating journey of the Portkey. I had no idea how he managed it. I squinted my eyes to where Narcissa and Lucius were sitting. Lucius looked inexpressive whilst Narcissa looked grim. Narcissa beckoned me to go over. I stood up shakily and walked over to her leaving Malfoy on the floor clutching his stomach. I guess I must have banged into him. br /
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"Are you ok dear?" Narcissa asked. br /
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"Yes, my finger is a bit swollen but other than that I'm perfectly fine!" I smiled weakly. br /
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"Well I think you should rest for the remainder of the weekend." she said. It was still Saturday so it was only that day and the next before I would get to return to my friends at Hogwarts. Without a word I silently walked from the room with my head down. What a great way to start a marriage. With the wife in hospital! And now I had to rest! It was beyond the joke. I mean it was only a swollen finger. I entered my room and noticed it had been changed. The bed was now a four poster one with 'Just Married' embroided into the duvet cover. I flopped down onto it. I didn't even bother to change. I pulled the covers up to my neck and drifted off into an uneasy sleep. I was abruptly awoken by Malfoy entering the room. He sat on the edge of the bed. br /
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"You ok?" he asked when he realized I was awake. br /
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"What do you care?" I asked rudely. br /
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"Wow I was just asking. Don't know why I bother. They didn't say the finger would affect your hormones." he said agitated. I suddenly felt a surge of guilt. br /
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"I'm sorry." I said meekly. "I'm just not very well. It's all Parkinson's fault. When I find her at Hogwarts I'll hex her into the middle of next year." br /
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Malfoy smiled again. I couldn't get over how cute he looked like that. He had cute little dimples on each cheek. He looked like a little angel which I knew he of course he wasn't. br /
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"Why don't you smile more often? You look better like that." I exclaimed. He flushed. br /
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"I'm not really used to it. I've not usually got anyone to smile at!" he said honestly. I smiled back. br /
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"Well, now you do so you can practice." br /
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"You know Hermione, I'm beginning to really like you." br /
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"Me too." br /
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"You're beginning to like yourself?" he asked puzzled. I laughed. br /
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"No, I meant I'm beginning to like you." br /
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I smiled again. God it was so cute. I couldn't get enough of it. He moved closer to me. I felt butterflies form in my stomach. I sat up. He leaned in and kissed me. It was so much better than the wedding kiss. It was so passionate. He deepened it and lay me back onto the bed. I'd never felt anything like this before. I was just beginning to get used to this peculiar feeling when I felt a shooting pain throughout my finger. I whimpered and broke the kiss. I was going to kill Pansy. First she ruined my wedding night and now she'd ruined that special moment. br /
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