Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! How many times must I say this? It gets so annoying to say time after time after time. You would think that by now you would understand that I don't own the wonderful world of Harry Potter that I play in.

A/N: Ok, so I just realized today how rapidly the release of HBP is. I really really have to post quicker so that I can get the entire story in before it comes out. But in the event of the not happening, like due to the writer's block that I am suffering at the moment, will you please continue reading it as though HBP never happened? Please tell me, because I need to know whether to make a hasty ending or if I get enough people that will still read it then I will work on a really good ending.

Enjoy!

Chapter 33

The Future (Part 2) and Wizard's Oaths

Harry was down right livid, he was so mad that Blaise would cheat on him and not even apologize for it. He was so angry he could just…

He realized very suddenly that this was exactly the same that Ron had felt when Hermione had done what she had done.

He needed to think, he needed to either get over this very quickly and say that it wasn't that bad, that he should just let it go and suffer the consequences, or he should feel really pissed towards Hermione. Hermione had done the same thing to Ron and now he knew how Ron had felt.

But he wasn't mad enough to rape someone. That was not what he would've done in a situation like this.

No, it was payback in another form, if Blaise could find someone else, then Harry could find someone else.

So Harry was looking, searching the castle trying to find someone that would suit his needs. He needed someone to talk to. Now that his boyfriend was no longer there to talk to, and his best friends were gone, he was alone; he had no one to talk to.

He decided to go talk to the one other person that would talk to him in this situation, Raymond.

Harry walked into the common room, he saw no one there, they must have all been outside, playing in the snow. Then Harry thought, and the thought saddened him, that it would be a very lonely Christmas.

"Hey Harry, what's up," Harry heard from up the stairs.

"Hey Raymond, I was actually looking for you."

"Really?" Raymond asked.

"Yeah, can I talk to you?"

"Sure," Raymond said as he sat down on the couch. "Have a seat."

Harry sat down on the chair across from the couch that Raymond was sitting on and proceeded to tell him everything.

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"Eros, can you go tell your father that he needs to come in here?"

"Yes Mum," Eros said as she made her way out of the kitchen.

Minutes later a tall blonde was standing in the kitchen, smelling the food that his wonderful wife was cooking.

"You know dear, we do have house elves for cooking, we even pay them to do it, thanks to you."

"I know, but it's the first day of school, and I want the kids to go off with a good breakfast," Hermione smiled to her husband.

"Ok, well, I guess I'll just have mine scrambled then," he said as he gave his wife a kiss. "You need to get ready soon," he told her and sat down at the table.

"I know. I will as soon as I'm done here."

"Dad, can we fly to school?" Eros asked her father enthusiastically.

"No, you aren't allowed to have your own broom. Your new headmistress won't allow it. You will have flying lessons though at school."

"But I want to fly now," Ares said childishly.

"You know, you are exactly the way I was when I was a kid. All this stuff about first years not being able to have their own brooms. Then because I make the stupid mistake of grabbing Longbottom's remembrall, Potter…"

"We know dad, we've heard the story a million times," Hephaestus said flatly.

"But we still want to hear it," said Eros, meaning her and Ares, trying to get her father to explain the rest of the story.

"Well, I threw the thing towards the forest, but then Potter caught the remembrall and McGonagall made him seeker."

"Weren't you seeker though dad?" Ares asked.

"Yeah, but I didn't get onto the team until second year," he said sadly, remembering how Harry Potter had beaten him at almost everything in his life.

"Its ok, honey, I still love you, and don't talk about Harry like that, he's coming over later today, I don't want the kids having a poor impression of him," Hermione said as she gave her husband a kiss and handed him his food.

"Mum, we don't think poorly of Uncle Harry, we know that he didn't mean it," Eros said happily.

"Well, I just don't want you talking bad about Harry, that's all."

"Well, can we talk bad about Weasley then?"

"Say whatever you want about that prat," Hermione said and the rest of the family smiled, except Hephaestus.

Hermione went upstairs to get ready, leaving the rest of her family yelling profanities about the man that she still hated more than anything in the world.

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A half hour later they were all standing on the platform. Eros had already found a compartment on the train for her and Ares to sit. They were the best of friends, besides being twins. They always got along, with rarely any fighting. Eros always thought that her parents named her and her brother very well, the god of war and the god of love, opposites, yet so much alike.

"Goodbye mum and dad, I'll write to you every day," Eros was yelling out the window of the train.

"Goodbye dad, bye mum," Ares was also yelling. He couldn't wait; this was going to be a fun year. Him and his sister were going to get into so much trouble.

"Behave, you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," their father smiled at them, knowing that those two would spend quite a bit of time in detention.

"Right back at you, dad," Ares cried out.

The train started to leave the station, and soon it was gone.

Hermione looked at her husband and smiled. "I'm going to miss them, Draco."

"I know, Hermione, me too."

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"Wake up sleepy head," Draco said in a singsong voice.

"Oh, leave me alone, I was having a good dream," Hermione said, pulling the covers around her body more.

"No, get up. I want to show you something," he said softly, kissing her cheek.

"What?" she asked softly, giving up on retrieving the lost fragments of the wonderful dream she had been having.

"You'll see, if you get up."

"I don't want to," she complained.

"Fine, I'll just have all the fun myself," he said as he flung the covers from their bodies, Hermione flinched at the sudden cold and tried to snuggle closer to Draco. "Oh, no you don't," Draco said as he got up off the bed, leaving Hermione with no covers and without the warmth of his body.

"Fine, I'm getting up. Meany pants," she said childishly, rubbing her eyes and getting up off the bed.

Draco was smiling at her, she had to be the most adorable thing in the morning, with her hair disheveled, her clothes all messed up. He watched her as she got up and stretched. He looked at the arch of her back and her body language.

"Stop looking at me like that," she said as she stretched.

"Looking at you like what?" he asked, laughing.

"Never mind, so what is this thing that you want to show me?"

"Follow me," he said as he pulled her out the door of his bedroom and down the hall. He walked into one of the rooms on the left and Hermione followed. When she looked up she saw that she was in a library. This library was incredible, colossal; it was bigger than the one at Hogwarts. How could one family have so many books?

She started looking down the aisles, touching the books lightly with her fingertips as she scanned the titles, looking for an interesting book. She was amazed that they had so many books, this was great.

She saw a book about dragons that she thought looked interesting and pulled it off the shelf. She was flipping through the pages when Draco came back around the shelf to find her.

"That's my favorite book," he said when he saw the book that Hermione had in her hands.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I have read it about a thousand times, you should definitely look at it."

"Maybe I will then. I love this place, I didn't know that any library could be bigger than Hogwarts."

"Well, I love reading, my father has been collecting books for me since I was very young, and this is how far its gotten, all that I have accumulated over my 18 years."

"Its incredible, this is just your library?"

"Yeah, my father's is downstairs, but you probably wouldn't like that one, its mostly full of books on dark magic."

"Yeah, I think you're right."

"So, anyway," Draco started, looking at Hermione. "What do you want to do today?"

"Well, seeing as I have only seen your bedroom and the library, what else do you have around this place?"

"Well, lets give you a more thorough tour then," he said as they walked out of the library with the book that Hermione had to look at.

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When Hermione and Draco came upon the kitchens, she was exhausted, they had been everywhere in his house, there were upstairs and downstairs and then the third level. There was a basement and there were the dungeons below that. The house was huge, there were so many things in the house that she thought could never be in a house. There were so many things that she had never seen before.

The house was bigger than any that she had ever seen, Blaise had been right about it, it was huge. And with a yard like that, if Draco wanted to have his own zoo, he could.

They arrived in the kitchens after a long morning of looking around the house, Hermione was starving and exhausted, she needed something to eat.

"What do you want to eat?" Draco asked.

"I don't care," she answered, she just wanted something, anything.

"Ok, well, seeing as its breakfast, we should have some breakfast, no?"

"Sure, like toast and jam?" Hermione asked.

"I think we can manage toast and jam," Draco smiled and grabbed a loaf of bread from the bread box.

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After breakfast, they looked at more of the house, and Hermione was amazed at the back yard, which had its own quidditch pitch. It was enormous, and she wanted to go outside and roll around in the snow.

But when she had been walking out the door, she ran into an invisible barrier, she couldn't walk out of the door.

She was so confused.

Why wasn't she able to leave the house?

"Draco?" Hermione said as Draco was already a ways away from the door, leaving Hermione behind trying to figure out what was happening.

Draco turned around and motioned for her to follow him, he wanted to show her the horse stables.

"DRACO!" Hermione screamed this time, and Draco, with a huff, walked back towards the door.

"What?" he asked.

"The door wont let me go outside," Hermione tried to explain.

Draco looked confused and looked back towards the door. He put his arm through it and then walked through the doorway. He then grabbed Hermione's arm and tried to push it through the door, but it was met with an invisible force. He walked back outside.

He was very confused. He could see why his father would have a charm that would stop muggle-borns from coming into the house, but not letting them leave. Maybe it was just a charm on her that wouldn't let her in particular, leave.

Then he remembered when he freed her from the chain.

"Hermione, you cant leave," he said finally.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because, you promised Mimsy that you would stay in the house, you said that you would stay in the house and took a wizard's oath."

"I never said it was a wizard's oath," Hermione said.

"I know, but house elves take a wizard's word as oath, therefore you are not allowed to leave the house."

"Well that sucks monkey balls."

"What?"

"Never mind."

There was a long silence, where Draco stood outside the door and Hermione stood inside the door, and they just looked at each other, trying to figure out what this was going to do to their plan of possible escape.

When she said she wouldn't leave, did Mimsy take that as forever, did she take it as only a day, till someone said otherwise, till she was back in her dungeon? How long until she was allowed to leave the house? Hermione was thoroughly worried, she didn't know that the elf would take what she said so seriously.

"Well…do you want to do something else?" Draco asked.

"Sure," she said sadly, only wanting to go sit down next to a warm fire and relax, and think about this situation. She had to leave at some point. She had to be able to leave the house. There was no way that she could escape at the moment, but when the time did arise that she needed to leave, needed to escape and get back to where she needed to be, was she going to be able to leave, or was she stuck here forever?

"What do you want to do?" Draco asked, looking at the concern wash over her face.

"I think I just want to lie down," she answered softly.

"Alright, let's go back upstairs then."

Draco grabbed her hand and together they walked back to his room.

A/N: I know, just say it… "LET THEM HAVE SEX ALREADY!"

You know what? Along with this chapter I am posting my one-shot called Pureblood. I will NOT, I repeat NOT! be posting the next chapter of this story until I get at least 10-15 reviews on both of my new one-shots. I really liked writing Pureblood and I want an honest reaction from everybody on it.

Oh, I forgot to mention that there is a possibility (wink wink) that they will have sex in the next chapter. So be nice and review on this chapter and my one-shots and you will finally get the sex!

This was not meant as a mean author's note, I just wanted to say that because I am feeling very unloved because at the moment I have only one review on Meaning of Life. I know that there are 67 of you at the moment that get a little e-mail saying that I have updated something, so why not take a minute out of your life and review.

I love you all

Brittany