Muggle Life... Or Not?
By: hedwigmail
A/N: I am SOOOOOOOO SORRY! I had to go to Camp and now I'm in a new school with truck loads of Homework. I can't believe I've made you wait this long. It's been like TWO MONTHS. I know I'd probably kill an Author for doing that but this is a LONG CHAPTER and I really hope you like it. Plus I had to over-come Writer's block for this so suck it up.
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Chapter 3: What About Your Friends?
"Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"What about your friends?" Hermione whispered.
"What friends?"
"What do you mean 'what friends'? Vincent and Greg! Crabbe and Goyle! You're not telling me that you don't think they're going to be a bit shocked too?" she replied almost angrily.
"Honestly I think they'd either forget one minute later or they wouldn't notice." He smiled (A/N: See he's different, he's smiling not smirking!) then he realized she was frowning at him, "But, anyway my mom wants to talk to you. We have to go to my house." He said while walking out the door.
Hermione immediately glowed. Seeing Narcissa Malfoy was one of many reasons she came home over the summer as opposed to spending the summer at the Weasley's, 'which they constantly offered, and she constantly said no. Can't they take a hint?'. Hermione ran to catch up with him while thinking 'God, Draco's very fast'. By this time Draco was already halfway down the block and a quarter of the way to his house.
The Malfoy Manor was only two blocks away from her house, ever since he moved there in the summer before third year.
Hermione could clearly remember the day she realized it was Draco's house.
FLASHBACK
"Hermione take this cake over to the new neighbors, okay?" Hermione's mother's voice came floating into Hermione bedroom where she lay on her bed alternating between reading "The Fellowship of the Ring" for the fifth time and doing homework. It was two weeks into the summer before the third year and she was getting bored. When she was by herself at home she was definitely a procrastinator (if you can believe it).
"Not okay." she yelled back.
"Let me rephrase that. Take this cake over to the new neighbors, NOW!" her voice growing angry.
"Okay, okay I'm going" said Hermione as she got up and slowly put away her books before slowly trudging down the stairs and shuffling into the kitchen to pick up the many layered yellow cake with chocolate and vanilla icing spelling out the word "Welcome".
Hermione slowly walked the two long blocks up to the new family's house. When she got there she rang the doorbell and a loud gong-like sound shook her surroundings. The twenty-foot oak paneled door slowly creaked open and Hermione saw the face of a blonde, narrow faced woman as she peered around the door.
"Hello." the woman spoke in a stern voice that startled Hermione
"Uh... Hi." Hermione managed to reply. There was a moment of silence before Hermione decided to plow on, "I'm Hermione Granger from down the street and my mom make a cake for you... and your family."
The woman looked confused for a second but then her face brightened. "A cake! How lovely! Won't you come in?"
"Oh it's fine," Hermione said "I really don't need to..."
"Oh No, you must come in." she said her smile growing larger and voice becoming sterner.
"Oh I really don't need to..." Hermione said while pulled being through the oak doors.
Hermione gasped. The entranceway was about the size of her house. There were portraits lining the entranceway, which looked more like a ballroom. Each person had blonde hair and cold, gray eyes. They all reminded her of someone but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. (A/N: I don't blame her for this folks, It's the summer and her brain is turned off. Kinda like mine is turned off all the time! ;oD ) For a second Hermione thought she saw something in the portraits move, but before she got a chance to look more closely at them the blonde haired woman plunged her hand in her pocket and whispered something.
The woman put an arm behind Hermione and let her down the hallway, but it was so long that she couldn't see where they were going. Not that she cared. Ever since the blonde women had dragged her into the house Hermione had been too focused on everything around her to realize that she was walking into a complete strangers house, and she would never notice it.
As Hermione shifted her attention back to the portraits she noticed that they seemed to have been painted in odd positions. But again before she could get a closer look into it the blonde distracted her. This time, though it was by leading her through a door she hadn't seen hidden among the portraits. Hermione thought that this room couldn't be more than a fraction of the entrance hall's size. After all, the house didn't look that big from the outside.
She was wrong. For the first time in her life, she was wrong. It was an amazingly large living room full to the brim with recliners, sofas, bookcases and other homey things like that. The room was wonderful except for one thing. The color scheme was all wrong. The room was entirely decked out in green and silver, with some black trim.
The woman sat down on a soft green and silver sofa and motioned for Hermione to sit down on the identical one facing her. She did. The kind woman offered her some tea and she excepted. She then proceeded to ask her name and introduced herself. Her name was Narcissa.
The conversation went on and on like this until a voice rang from the hallway.
"Mom! Where is are my school books."
A pale figure stepped through the doorway and stared at Hermione. Hermione stared back. How could she have been so stupid, so ignorant and so oblivious? Why hadn't she recognized the pale portraits? Why hadn't she noticed the resemblance between Narcissa and him?
Standing in the doorway was none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Hermione this is my son, Draco. Draco this is Hermione. She is our new neighbor."
For a second Hermione thought he'd throw a fit, or at least break something. Instead, he blinked several times and slowed his breath.
"Why is the mudblood in this house? Father would throw a fit."
Hermione felt a slight pain as he said that but shook it off. After all she did have five more years of Hogwarts ahead of her.
Narcissa however, did no such thing.
In fact she blew up at him.
"Draco just because your father calls muggle-borns that it doesn't mean you have to. You have no right to call her that. She's not even a witch." Narcissa turned to Hermione and looked horrified at everything she had just said. Narcissa slipped her hand back into her pocket and was about to say something when Draco interrupted.
"There's no need. She goes two Hogwarts with me. She's a mudbl... muggle-born."
"Well, okay. It's a good thing Lucius is out. He'd probably-"
Just then there was the sound of the front door slamming and the angry bark of Lucius Malfoy floated through the hall.
END FLASHBACK
Draco had saved her life that day and many other times. That summer they slowly became friends, but agreed not to tell they're friends about it, especially since his father didn't know.
Then, in the summer after the third year they fell for each other. They started dating and still haven't stopped.
Yet they kept it a secret. Hermione's worries of Lucius had faded out of her mind. Now she kept it a secret for Harry and Ron's sake.
Everything since second year that Draco has done to them and about being better than everyone else was just an act. Hermione had changed him, for the better.
Hermione was awakened from her thoughts as she caught up with Draco. She didn't realize it but she had been sprinting.
"So what's this year been like for you?" Draco asked calmly, flashing her a pearly grin.
"The usual. You know I think Ron likes me."
"No, really?" Draco's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Well he better not touch you. You got that? Your mine!" Draco laughed. He reached over and pulled Hermione to him.
"I don't know," Hermione said glumly, (A/N: Funny word, huh?) "How am I supposed to tell him to back off without lying to him or talking about you?"
"I don't know. Tell him you have a boyfriend back home or something. Just don't let him try anything, okay?"
Hermione didn't answer because they had finally reached the Malfoy Manor. Draco opened the door.
Hermione and Draco gasped.
Standing in the doorway was Lucius Malfoy.
A/N: I know your all going to kill me for taking forever and leaving you with a cliffie, but I thought it would build up the suspense and this chapter was really long! Hopefully that makes up for some of the problems.
So this chapter explained a lot didn't it? Maybe even some foreshadowing...
Any ways I know you've been waiting forever so here are your Urfs:
nix2630: thanks so much for reviewing! I know this didn't come out as soon as you may have wanted but I hope the size helps.
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Before you go some quick words. If you like this story I've written two others: Shibby and the Shibby Shibbiers (sounds scary I know, two American twins come to Hogwarts and they only speak slang. How will anyone understand them?) and Summer Vacation (another story about Hermione's summer, but no Draco :.( look he's crying! oh and if you like making up characters this story's for you!)
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