That day Draco and Hermione spent the afternoon in the kitchen. Draco had never really made his own food before so Hermione taught him the ropes. They made themselves lemon chicken for dinner and for dessert, a delicious caramel pecan pie. They had fun in each other's company for a whole six hours without even a kiss! But after dinner, around eight, they decided to go down to the den and watch a movie…so their hourly rate with no kiss didn't last too much longer.
Hermione took Draco's hand after dinner and she led him down stairs. Her parents went out for a movie so her dad was not occupying the den. He collapsed onto the couch, his arms resting behind his head, his eyes watching Hermione as she went to shelves filling a wall in search for a movie.
'What are you in the mood for?' She asked.
'Hmm…do you really have to ask?' He hinted with a mischievous grin.
She giggled and blindly grabbed a movie from the wall.
She put the video into her VCR player and then strut over to Draco who was spread on the couch. She sat on top of him and straddled his waist.
He smirked wickedly at her and slid his hands from her bare calves up to her thighs. Hermione leaned down and began to kiss him, he kissed back fervently. She slowly moved to his neck, biting gently, but hard enough to leave hickeys. He moaned throatily as his hands involuntarily slid further up her thighs until they were in her skirt and on her butt.
Hermione planted her lips back onto his and she felt his tongue slide over her lips and she gladly received him. He tasted her as she rummaged her fingers through his blonde locks.
Hermione's petite fingers then gracefully fumbled around with the buttons of Draco's shirt, and after his shirt was open, she was thankful because he was not wearing a beater or shirt underneath so her hands immediately went to his firm chest. She stroked him gently, moving to his abdominal muscles and rested there as they continued to snog passionately. She could hear feint noises coming from the nameless movie, but soon pushed all noises from her mind. She focused only on Draco.
Draco moved his hands from her ass to the bottom of her pink lacey tank top. But as soon as he took the opportunity to begin to pull the shirt up, heavy footsteps trudged down the stairs. Draco stopped kissing, Hermione was completely oblivious to the other noises. Draco let go of Hermione's top and shook her.
'Draco…' She moaned.
'Hermione!' Draco cried, 'You seemed to have fallen on me, but don't worry, I'll help you up!'
He then pushed her forward causing her to fall backwards onto the couch, landing on her butt.
She looked over to see Bradin standing at the bottom of the staircase with his arms crossed over his chest, eyeing them suspiciously.
'Bradin!
What are you doing home?' Hermione asked shakily.
'Not
watching a movie with Christine I see.' He said exasperatedly.
Hermione's eyes widened.
'Christine? Your girlfriend? She's here?' Hermione asked.
'Yes…but I see you two were busy, so—'
'We weren't doing anything!' Hermione said quickly, rising from the couch.
Draco scoffed and muttered under his breath.
'Well, seems Mr. Malfoy thought differently…and with the look of his unbuttoned shirt I would be leaning more toward what he thinks...unfortunately.' Bradin drawled.
'That's right,' Draco stated, 'now if it wouldn't be too much trouble, Bradin, it would be appreciated if you retreated back upstairs so my fiancée and I could continue.'
Hermione shot Draco a perturbed look.
'What?' Draco asked Hermione, with a shoulder shrug.
'Because of Malfoy's last statement I'll be glad to take time and introduce you to Christine, Hermione.'
'Whoa, ouch, what's up with the informalities, Mr. Granger?' Draco asked Bradin.
Bradin just rolled his eyes and went back upstairs, returning quickly with a raven haired girl, with piercing green eyes. She was stunning. She was medium height, and Hermione noticed she stood very proper, up-right.
'Chrissy, this is my sister Hermione.' Bradin said, his hand resting on Christine's lower back.
'Hello, nice to meet you.' Christine said, with a strange accent, Hermione thought.
'Pleasure.' Hermione said sweetly, 'this is my fiance, Draco Malfoy. Bradin didn't introduce him because he's rude.'
Bradin narrowed his eyes at his little sister, Christine just laughed.
Draco quickly stood from the couch, trying to button his shirt. He gave up buttoning after he made it halfway up his shirt. He extended his hand to Christine shook it.
'Hello, hopefully you'll be a bit more pleasant than Bradin.' Draco said with his prize-winning smile.
Bradin swears he saw a slight blush on Christine's cheek, but smartly ignored it.
'Oh, I find that I am usually enjoyable company.' She smiled back, in her accent.
'I have to ask,' Draco began, 'where are you from? Surely not England, are you from America? You have a strikingly smooth accent.'
Christine laughed softly.
'I am from America, Georgia actually. Heard of it?'
Hermione was about to say no, but Draco spoke first.
'Yes, I have. I've been to American before. I've never been to Georgia, but I have gone down South and I did pick up the Southern accent from you, but just not the exact state.'
'Oh, really? Where in the South? Did you like it?' Christine asked, taking a seat on the couch.
Draco sat down next to her, and finished buttoning his shirt.
'I went to Florida, a place called Miami, and yes I enjoyed it thoroughly.' He said with a smirk.
'Oh, really? Yes, many young people like Miami. I've never actually been there myself. I assume you were…single when you went?' She asked.
Draco looked up at Hermione, who was looking at him questionably.
'Yes I was single, I was sixteen.'
'Oh, young!'
'Well, I am only eighteen now.'
'Really! I thought you and Hermione were at least 20!' She said looking at Draco, then Hermione.
Hermione then sat down next to Christine.
'Do I really look 20?'
'Yes, at least.' Christine replied.
'Tell me more about Miami, how long were you there?' Christine asked Draco.
'Yes, Draco, tell more about your bachelor trip to Miami?' Hermione asked, eyebrow raised.
'Well, I'd love to chit-chat all night, but think Bradin wanted to watch a movie with you, so I think I'll just be taking off.' Draco said standing up.
'Not before informing me about Miami.' Hermione stated. She then took Draco's hand and proceeded to go upstairs but not before a few last words to Christine.
'It was nice meeting you, Christine. Good night.' Hermione said with a quick smile.
'Yes, what she said!' Draco cried before being pulled upstairs by Hermione.
'Nice meeting you both too!' Christine yelled up to them.
Hermione and Draco were at the top of the stairs, in the foyer.
'What happened in Miami, Draco?'
'I thought you wanted my past to stay in the past?' Draco asked.
'That was only the girls you had.'
'So, my Miami trip will stay in the past.' Draco repeated.
Hermione sighed and looked down.
'The Miami trip was full of you and women?' Hermione asked.
'And drinking…yes.' Draco said regretfully, 'I told you, Hermione…my past is not perfect at all. I regret pretty much everything I did before I met you…let's just not talk about Miami, okay?'
She nodded.
He kissed her softly. She smiled up at him.
'I should be going.' He said looking up at a wall clock. It was nearly midnight.
'I think I am going to go to Harry's tomorrow and stay a few days, if my parents say its fine. Okay?'
'Okay, can I still come see you at night?'
'I'm sure you can, I'll owl you tomorrow.'
'All right. What are you going to do now?'
'Probably go to bed.' She said.
'Want me to stay and tuck you in?' He asked sweetly.
She giggled.
'You've never tucked me in before.'
'Yes I have…but I just always stayed.'
'Yeah, come tuck me in.'
Draco then, in one swift movement, picked her up and carried her up the stairs. He kicked open her bedroom door and set her down in her bed. Then he sat down next to her as he folded blankets gently over her. After she was nicely settled in he kissed her softly on her forehead.
'Good night sweet baby, tomorrow is another day. Perhaps we'll be together, tonight this I'll pray. But no matter the weather, no matter the time, I'll find my way to you, cause you'll always be mine.'
Hermione smiled up at him.
'That was lovely.' She told him, 'Where did you learn that?'
'My mother said it to me before I went to bed when I was little.' He said sheepishly. 'I should go now. Good night, my love.'
'Good night.'
The next morning Hermione woke up early. She had breakfast with her parents, Bradin and Christine.
'Mum, Dad, can I spend a few days at Harry's? He just got this wicked new apartment and invited me over.'
'Harry Potter? Is this an excuse to actually go back over to Draco's?' Richard asked.
Hermione laughed.
'No, dad. I legitimately want to go to Harry's for a few days.' She told him. 'Is that okay?'
'I think that should be fine, Hermione.' Anne said, 'What do you think, Richard?'
'I'm okay with it I guess.' Richard drawled.
'Thanks.'
Hermione then ran back up to her room and called Harry at his new apartment.
'Hello?' Harry answered.
'Good evening, is the famous, boy-wonder, Harry Potter there?' Hermione asked in a false voice.
'Umm…Mr. Potter has stepped out for the day. Can I take a message?' Harry asked hesitantly.
'Yes, you can tell that good for nothing liar that his best friend Hermione wants to come over!' She said, knowing it was Harry.
'Hermione! Nice to hear from you! You are such dwit sometimes though.' He said in a laugh.
She laughed.
'I know, I couldn't resist, mate. What are you up to today?'
'Nothing much. Ginny was over last night, because she is with Parvati today. So, I'm all yours if you wanted to do something.' Harry said optimistically.
'I was wondering if I could take you up on your offer and come stay a few days at the fabulous apartment of Harold James Potter!'
'Sure! Malfoy okay with it? Are your parents?'
Hermione laughed.
'I like how you ask about Draco first, then my parents.'
'Well, that was in order of importance from your own perspective…and Malfoy's.' Harry laughed.
'Ha. Ha. Very funny, Harry. But yes, both parties say its fine.'
'Malfoy too?'
'Yes, Draco is fine with it. As long as Ron doesn't come over.' Hermione told him. 'Was he planning on it?'
'Ron and I usually meet up some where, never usually at my house.'
'Okay, good. When can I come over?'
'When would you like to come over 'Mione? I have some news I'd like to share with you anyway.'
'Oh really? Can I come over in like ten minutes?'
'Sure. See you soon.'
'Okay, thanks Harry! Bye!'
Hermione hung up the phone and packed a bunch of things into a few suitcases and shrunk them. Hermione said goodbye to her parents, Bradin and Christine, then apparated (A/N: yes she's never been there so she can't visualize it to apparate but…she did anyway lol) to Harry's.
'Hey, Hermione.' Harry greeted with a smile and a friendly kiss on the cheek.
'Hi Harry! What's your news?' She asked excitedly.
'Let's get you settled first!' Harry said with a smile.
'Okay…okay…' Hermione surrendered.
Harry led her to a guestroom. It was large and maroon.
'Maroon? Miss Hogwarts much?' Hermione asked.
'It was my home.' Harry shrugged.
Hermione rescaled her suitcases to their true size and then threw them on the bed. They walked out into his foyer again.
'I love it, Harry!' She smiled, 'Now what's your news?'
'I am going to try out for the Puddlemere United Quidditch team. They are searching for two players, a beater and a seeker. I am going to try out for beater.'
'Beater?'
'Oliver always did say I would make a fair beater, now I am going to try it out.'
'Brilliant Harry!' She cried hugging him.
'There's another thing.'
'I want your opinion on this: I want to ask Malfoy if he wants to try out for the seeker position.'
'What!' She exclaimed excitedly.
'Malfoy was a show-off, but he was a good player and has much potential especially now that you've humbled him down a bit. He and I are somewhat getting along and I think this would bring us a little closer, for your sake. He is your fiancé.'
'Harry! That's the best thing I've ever heard! Draco wants to be a professional Quidditch player!' Hermione smiled.
'You think he will want to try out even though "Pothead" is trying out?'
'I'm sure he will. As long as you didn't get any special asking you to try-out and to "bring a friend" or anything.'
'No, Dumbledore actually informed me, it is his favorite team. He told me to stop differences and tell Malfoy about the opened positions. He would have probably told Malfoy himself, but he was never too close to him.'
'Oh, Dumbledore thought of Draco? Oh good! I have to owl him today anyway, I'll tell him that too!'
'Good, go owl him and I'll get some lunch for us.'
'Sounds brilliant.' Hermione said running off to her guestroom.
She sat down at a cherrywood desk Harry decorated her room with. She opened a drawer and found some parchment. She took the quill on the desk and smiled as she wrote to Draco.
Draco-- I'm at Harry's now, and don't worry…Ron is NOT here and I told Harry that he can't be whilst I'm here. Harry complied. Harry just told me something that he is going to do that is very wicked…Harry also wanted me to ask if you would do the same. Yes. Harry Potter is inviting you to do something. Well, its not really an invitation because its open to everyone, but Harry thinks you should do this because you're good. Dumbledore also said you should! Dumbledore told Harry about it and suggested to Harry that you also try it. So, don't think this as "Harry was invited and he invited you, and you will only get a chance because you are with Harry Potter". It's not like that at all. Harry only found out from Dumbledore, and Dumbledore would have came to you but…well, you know he's not that close to you, but he is to Harry. The actual, summed up version of this story is: "Harry was told about it, and was also told to bring the very talented Draco Malfoy". Okay? So don't think it's an "favors" from the famous Harry Potter. Owl me back soon! I love you. –Hermione
Hermione then borrowed Hedwig and sent her owl off…not even realizing she never specified to Draco what she was actually talking about. Hermione was so afraid Draco would think this as "charity" from Harry to Hermione Granger's fiancé, she went off on a tangent about that and not the actual Quidditch try-outs.
Draco was at Blaise's house. After explaining the whole Hermione/Ron situation to him, they decided to go play Quidditch for awhile outside. (Lavender was just over so Draco was free to hang out with him).
Draco and Blaise were beating balls back and forth to each other, trying to either hit the other person off their broom, or get the quaffle in the other person's goal.
They were laughing and mocking each other when an owl flew down next to them. Both boys grabbed the balls they were about to throw so the bird would not get hit.
'Isn't that Potter's bird?' Blaise called.
'Hermione.' Draco said under his breath with a smile.
He flew over to Hedwig.
'You've got something for me, I assume?' Draco asked her.
The owl nipped at him before giving him the letter.
'Ooh, you remember me I see.' Draco said with a chuckle.
Draco slowly moved his hand to her head and pet her gently. Hedwig tried to protest but she then calmed because Draco's hand felt nice.
'I'm sorry I don't have any food for you.' He told her.
She hooted softly and flew off.
Blaise flew over to Draco.
'From Potter?' Blaise asked questionably.
'No, Hermione.'
'Ohh…is this some sort of soft porn letter that I should leave you to read and touch yourself?' Blaise asked with a smirk.
Draco raised an eyebrow.
'No, you freak. You can stay.'
Draco opened the letter, read it, then laughed.
'What?' Blaise asked.
'Read this.'
Blaise read it aloud.
'"Draco, I'm at Harry's now, and don't worry…Ron is NOT here and I told Harry that he can't be whilst I'm here. Harry complied. Harry just told me something that he is going to do that is very wicked…Harry also wanted me to ask if you would do the same. Yes. Harry Potter is inviting you to do something. Well, it's not really an invitation because its open to everyone, but Harry thinks you should do this because you're good. Dumbledore also said you should! Dumbledore told Harry about it and suggested to Harry that you also try it. So, don't think this as "Harry was invited and he invited you, and you will only get a chance because you are with Harry Potter". It's not like that at all. Harry only found out from Dumbledore, and Dumbledore would have came to you but…well, you know he's not that close to you, but he is to Harry. The actual, summed up version of this story is: "Harry was told about it, and was also told to bring the very talented Draco Malfoy". Okay? So don't think it's an "favors" from the famous Harry Potter. Owl me back soon! I love you-Hermione" Well, what does she and Potter want you to do?'
'I don't know!' Draco chuckled, 'that's what so funny about it. Hermione made sure to specify how it was not magnanimity from Potter and she forgot to actually tell me what it is.'
'I take it we are done playing, fucker?' Blaise asked.
'Yeah, for now. I am going to go pay Potter and Hermione a visit and ask her to interpret (A/N: I just saw the movie "The Interpreter" it was very good.) her letter. I'll probably be back later, can I use your fireplace?'
'Sure.'
Hermione and Harry were sitting down to lunch. It was Caesar Salad and turkey croissant sandwiches.
'If Draco tries out for that team…oh I'd be so happy. And if you both made it! I could cheer for both my guys easily because this time you would be on the same team!"
'Yes, do you think Malfoy's pride would get the best of him though? And not try-out?'
'Oh, no. I specified in my letter that it wasn't near the area of charity work.'
A voice then came from Harry's living room.
'Yes, you specified very much so that it wasn't charity work.'
Hermione and Harry rose from the table and walked a few feet, into the living room. Hermione skipped happily over to Draco and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
'You know, this could be breaking and entering.' Harry told Draco with a chuckle.
'I didn't break anything, Potter. Besides, my fiancée is here, I didn't think it so bad to floo myself over here.'
Draco then looked down at Hermione with a grin. She wiped off a smudge of soot on his robes, then smiled up at him.
'What do you think of my letter?'
'I think you need to make outlines before you owl someone.'
'What?' She asked.
Draco walked with Hermione over to Harry.
'Here, Potter, read what Hermione wrote me.'
Harry took the letter, and after a few minutes began to laugh.
'Hermione, how was Malfoy supposed to know what you were talking about?'
Hermione snatched the letter from Harry and read it to herself. She then blushed.
'Oh, well, I wanted to make sure you didn't think it was a "favor" Harry was doing.' Hermione told Draco.
'I don't. Now what is it you would like me to do, baby?'
'Well, Harry can tell you now. Since you are here.' Hermione told him.
Draco looked over to Harry.
'Well, Potter? Since Hermione is unable to write an intelligible letter to me, I am here for you to explain.'
'Dumbledore owled me a few days ago, asking me to visit. I went to him and he told me that the Puddlemere United Quidditch team was looking for two new players. The manager, Philbert Deveril is holding try-outs at Bodmin Moor, in Cornwall in one week. They are looking for a beater and a seeker. Dumbledore said the try-outs are for anyone, but it's not heavily advertised. Dumbledore said I should try-out and told me to inform you about it.'
'You want me to try-out for the United team against you for the seeker position?' Draco asked incredulously.
'No. I'm trying out for beater. You should try-out for the seeker position. As much as I hated you our second year, and even though daddy-dearest did buy your way onto the Slytherin team, you were a good Captain this year at Hogwarts and your team did well.'
'Thanks I guess.'
'Hermione also did tell me that you wanted to play professional Quidditch, which I didn't even know. I just thought I'd tell you about the try-outs.'
Hermione took Draco's hand.
'I know you have a good chance of getting the Seeker position, Draco.' She told him.
'Yeah, thanks for the tip, Potter. The Puddlemere United team is a good team, I think I will try-out actually. Can't believe you and I might be on the same team, after so many years of rivalry.'
'It will be easier for me to cheer.' Hermione commented.
'You'll try out then?' Harry asked.
'Yeah, of course.' Draco said extending his hand. 'Thanks for informing me.'
Harry shook it.
Hermione giggled and kissed Draco's cheek.
'We were sitting down to lunch, did you want to join?' Harry asked Draco hesitantly.
'No, I left Blaise Zabini's to come figure out Hermione's letter. I told him I'd come back. Ironically, we were actually playing Quidditch.'
'Tell Blaise I say "hi".' Hermione said.
'I will.' Draco told her. He then turned to Harry, 'Hermione told you my policy about Weasley?'
'Yes. Ron won't be here while your precious fiancée is here with me.'
'Brilliant.' Draco said.
He put an arm around Hermione, drew her in close, and kissed her.
'How long are you planning on staying here?' He asked her softly.
'A few days.' She softly said back.
'Owl me when you go back to your house and then I'll come see you.' He told her.
'Okay.' She said while nodding.
He kissed her again quickly.
'See you at try-outs, Potter. Thanks.'
Harry waved acknowledgingly as Draco apparated back to his house.
'Well, that wasn't so bad.' Harry said. 'I thought Malfoy would get upset.'
'He's matured.'
'Noticeably. He actually thanked Harry Potter.' Harry smirked.
Hermione just smiled.
A/N: Sorry these updates have been taking so long lately. I am in my last 30 days of school before I graduate so I have lots of stuff going on…planning senior trip, planning senior skip day, planning senior prank…(and homework)…you know, the normal senior stuff. REVIEW! Please and thanks!