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A/n- Welcome back to Enemies Clash, chapter 15! Christmas chapter, regular stuff at the bottom.
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"Draco, are you ready to go?" Hermione asked as she entered Draco's messy room. She glanced around and saw his trunk open and half full with possessions. Draco himself was sitting on his bed, a letter in one hand and his other hand sifting through his hair.
Draco looked up at Hermione in disbelief and finally put the letter down. "What's wrong?" she asked cautiously.
"See for yourself," he said and handed over the letter which was from his father. Draco looked over her shoulder and read the letter as Hermione did.
Draco-
Meet me at the Manor December 23rd for a meeting. I figure you have plans with the mudblood, but you can get away for a day or two. You better be there or there will be trouble.
L.M.
Draco tore his eyes away from the letter and met Hermione's. They were sad but forgiving, meaning she understood why he had to do this.
"I don't want to leave," he said. "But…"
"Save it Draco. How convenient, a letter arrives from your father the day we leave so you can go home instead," she said nastily and turned away. Ok, so Draco had read her face totally wrong. How could she think like that?
"Hermione, you know it's not like that! I'll be there for a few, and then apparate back to Ron's house, to be with you. I promise."
"Oh, yeah, and come back as a death eater? What the hell are you thinking!" she yelled at him.
"I'm sorry, but to protect you I have to do this. He already knows I'm going with you for Christmas, please Hermione, it's for the best. I'm not becoming a death eater," he said calmly and took her hands in his.
She sighed and said, "Alright. You can go, but you better be home for Christmas Eve!"
"I promise, and I also promise you I'll work harder on getting out of the Dark Lord's circle, ok?" he reasoned.
"I don't want to hear about it, just get it done, please. Let's bring our stuff downstairs now, the train will be leaving soon, and we have to get to our compartment," she replied and hovered her trunk in mid air down the stairs. Draco followed her.
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"Move along there, out of the way midgets, Prefects coming through!" Ron called through the crowd. Eventually, 5 students made their way onto the train and up to the front compartments.
"Go in, go in," Draco said, ushering Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny into the Heads' Compartment. He followed them in and shut the door and sat down next to Hermione. They all stared for at each other for awhile, and Draco knew Hermione wanted to tell them where he was going.
"I should go, so you can talk about me," he said and got up and left. He didn't even make it past the next compartment when Hermione's hand grabbed his arm and stopped him. He wheeled around and her lips met his in a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Hermione smiled and lead him back to the compartment.
"Welcome back," Ron said grumpily. Draco smirked at him and leaned against the compartment wall. Hermione lay between his legs, her head resting against his chest. Draco got bored with the conversation and almost drifted into sleep when he heard his name mentioned.
"He's not coming home with us anymore? My mother is going to be pissed; she got the extra room all ready!" Ron whispered urgently. Hermione giggled and shot Ginny a look. "What?" Ron asked again.
"Ginny is sleeping in the extra room. So me and Draco can share a room…" she said and turned around to look at Draco, and noticing how his eyes were open, she cursed. "Shit, he's awake," she said and Draco laughed and ran his hands through Hermione's hair.
"Go ahead; tell them why I can't come today. I am coming, hate to rain on your parade, Weasley."
"He is going home to see his father," she said and took a deep breath.
"Oh you little-! Get out of the way Hermione!" he yelled, showing Hermione off of Draco and raising his fist, which was instantly grabbed by Ginny. Harry grabbed his jacket and held him back, while he struggled to give Draco a black eye.
"Stop it Ronald!" Hermione yelled and stop he did when hearing his first name being used. "Stop fighting, stop trying to punch him, just stop it right now!"
"All he's done since he dated you is dumped you, made you cry and screwed up your life!"
"No he hasn't! That's all you see because you look right past what's right in front of you! Open your eyes Ron, I'm in love with him!" she yelled and stormed out of the compartment, Ginny in tow behind her.
Ron gaped after her for awhile, then turned to Draco, gave him a look and settled back. Harry sat back next to Ron and gave Draco a look as well. "I'm going to see my father because if I don't then he'll probably try to hurt Hermione," he said and handed Harry the letter from his father.
"A meeting? Does this mean what I think it does?" he asked suspiciously.
"Hopefully not. I'm hoping it's another talk about me continuing the pureblood line or something; I can't deal with death eaters right now."
"Still becoming a death eater? Going to shoot me down are you?" Harry said and they all laughed.
"Oh yeah, Potter, I'm really going to kill you. Like I could, the 'chosen one' they're calling you aren't they?" Draco retorted back and they all laughed again.
"Actually, it's really annoying. I have the Ministry trying to make me their show boy, and people thinking I'm the chosen one. Great for my reputation," he said sarcastically and rolled his eyes. "Besides, I have problems at school anyways. It's difficult trying to fight evil and keeping a girlfriend at the same time," he said and sighed. Ron rolled his eyes.
"No, mate, I know what you mean. I'm having the same problem," he said and closed his eyes, picturing a time where he and Hermione had walked by the lake, before they had started to date.
"You and Hermione have worse problems than me. At least her father isn't threatening to kill me," he said sympathetically. Draco glanced at Ron, who seemed on edge.
"Nope, just her brother," Draco said and he laughed nervously. Harry cracked a smile and glanced at Ron.
"Come on Weasley, you haven't said two words the whole time we've been talking. What's wrong?" Draco said, trying to sound helpful and friendly, even though he could have probably wrung Ron's neck right now.
"She loves you?" he said faintly. He connected looks with Draco and glared him down.
"You'll find someone Ron; maybe I'll even help you? I know many eligible ladies myself," Draco said casually.
"Oh my god, Draco, you're so sweet!" Hermione yelled as she ran into the room and hugged Draco tightly. "I told you that you could get along with Harry and Ron if you tried!" Draco smiled faintly through Hermione's arms around his neck.
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"I could have killed her, boy, and you know it," Lucius said swiftly as Draco entered the sitting room and sat down in the chair opposite his father.
"I'm grateful you didn't," Draco said, "but if I could ask, why didn't you?"
"Very simple, boy, very simple. What would you do if I killed her? I already know," he said as Draco already opened his mouth to speak, "and they may be satisfactory reasons for you. But all aside, it's time to chat about the Dark Lord."
"Very well, what about Him?" Draco said quickly and cruelly.
"I understand you have something with this girl, and I don't know why. End it you fool!" he yelled at Draco. Draco's wand whipped out of his pocket as fast as he could.
"No, I love her, you racist bastard! Really, what do you want from me?" he yelled at his stupid father.
"The Dark Lord needs you, boy. This is a crucial situation, don't throw it away. Join the death eaters and I'll leave you and the girl alone."
"I have your word that if I join the death eaters, you'll leave Hermione alone and me alone?" he said, with hesitation. He would never join the death eaters, but as long as Lucius thought so, they were fine.
"An unbreakable vow, shall we?" Lucius said nastily. Draco noticed the ice in his voice; no! This deal was ruined, he couldn't make that vow.
"No, we can't do that. You're endangering yourself with that vow. The Dark Lord can't get wind of this, you fool, and he will know if you do the vow. Then he will know about me dating a muggleborn and my chances to be a death eater are ruined. Be sensible," Draco said and sighed; he had just saved the situation, or so he thought.
"Draco, a serious question my boy. Do you want to be a death eater?"
"No."
"Get out of this house, the deal is off! You will be hearing from me, and not in a good way!" Lucius yelled before he apparated out of his house. Draco sighed and with a crack, he was gone as well.
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"Draco, you're back early!" Hermione said as she gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Draco looked around at the messy, a bit run-down house. He sneered at the size of the house, but after seeing Hermione's look, he nodded.
"Yeah, umm, the meeting didn't go so well. I'll tell you later?"
"Yeah, alright. Come on, meet the family." Draco cautiously allowed himself to be dragged into the kitchen, where dinner was being served. A few friendly faces greeted him, the rest were angry and not welcoming.
"Everybody, this is Draco Malfoy, my boyfriend," Hermione said loudly, in a steady manner. Draco nodded to people as they grunted hellos. "Draco, this is Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Percy, Bill, and Charlie," she said and pointed to each of the in turn. "And you obviously know Harry, Ron and Ginny."
"The hell you do, you made fun of them for 6 years," Fred grumbled between eating helpings of kidney pie. Draco eyed him wearily but sat down anyways. Chat broke out once again down the table and Draco and Harry began to argue about the quidditch cup at Hogwarts.
"We haven't played yet," Draco said. "We have a late season, but you guys won against Hufflepuff, right? Now much competition this year, it will all come down to Gryffindor and Slytherin I suppose."
"May the best man win," Harry said and they shook hands, laughing like old friends. That's when Draco realized that Draco had everything he needed and he owed it to Hermione. The only thing left to do was getting rid of his father and they were all set.
As Draco climbed the stairs to his and Hermione's room, he gave thought to his father. Draco realized that the only way to rid himself of all force in his life was to get rid of his father. Well, if that meant killing him, then so be it. Hermione was quickly becoming his life.
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"Draco! Wake up, it's Christmas!" Hermione yelled from downstairs somewhere. Draco groaned and rolled over in his bed. He glanced at his clock and groaned again.
"It's also the bloody crack of dawn!" he yelled back at her, but got up nonetheless. He chose some green and scarlet robes that he had got yesterday at Hogsmeade and put them on. Festive cheer, Hermione had called it. Draco called it a mix between Slytherin and Gryffindor colors. Of course, he was in a house where everyone had been in Gryffindor. He shuddered at the thought.
He trudged down the stairs grumpily. He really didn't like Christmas, and why would this year be any different. When he entered the living room, there was a giant Christmas tree, gleaming with lights and ornaments, and there was one in the middle that caught his eye. He walked closer and saw what it said, Hermione and Draco Forever.
Draco looked over at Mrs. Weasley who was smiling at him, arm in arm with her husband. Hermione walked over to him and said, "Happy Christmas."
"Happy Christmas. To everyone," he said louder. Hermione smiled at him and leaned in.
"Mistletoe," she whispered in his ear. Draco leaned forward and caught her lips in a passionate kiss, full of want and desire. She smiled at him when they broke their kiss and looked at the ornament. "Do you like it?"
"I love it, but not as much as I love you," he said and held her hand and led her to the floor, where there was a pile of presents waiting for her to unwrap.
"Here you go," she said, handing him some parcels.
"I have presents?" he said in disbelief. Hermione gave him an awkward smile.
"Of course. You mother sent you something, and Mrs. Weasley. There's something from Professor Snape there and something from me." Draco gave her an odd voice and looked back at Mrs. Weasley, who was still smiling at him with a sad look in her eye.
Draco unwrapped his gifts and thanked Hermione for her gift, a silver ring with the Slytherin crest, entwined with their names. Draco had given her a necklace, shaped like a lion that had their names as well. He got up and crossed the room.
"Thank you, for everything. You didn't have to have me here, or make anything for me. But I wanted to really thank you for that ornament. It means a lot to me and Hermione," he said to Mr. And Mrs. Weasley. They both nodded and hugged him like a son.
"Hermione really cares about you, if there's anything at all we could do for you, just ask," Mr. Weasley said.
"Actually, Mr. Weasley, there is," he said quickly, as a sudden thought struck his head.
"Call me Arthur, please. What can I do?" he asked Draco.
"Can we talk, privately?" he said, eyeing Mrs. Weasley standing next to him.
"Yes, of course we can. Let's talk in the kitchen, come on," he said and led Draco away from the happy people enjoying Christmas.
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A/n- Wow, I wrote this entire chapter in one morning. Probably because I got some good reviews for both my stories and my spirits are high! I hope you liked the chapter, please review! I really appreciate anything you guys have to say, so please do so. The next chapter for Stranded in Time should be up Tuesday, maybe even before that. Read and Review!
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BlackOwl892006- Thanks for your review! I appreciate you thinking I'm a good writer, which is what I want to do when I get older. I'm glad you like both fics and that you review for both, you totally do rock! Here's the next installment, and the other story should be updated within the next 4 days, hopefully less.
Soccerpixie3000- I hope it wasn't too much fluffiness, but it does seem to be. Sorry, if it is, but I am pretty happen with the outcome of this chapter. Thanks for the review.
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Gipsy- I pretty much understood your review, you did fine. Well, if your question wasn't fully answered in this chapter, I'll explain a bit. Lucius knows that the more he hurts Hermione, the more he puts pressure on Draco. And he thought his little deal would work out, because he's been planning this for awhile. By killing Hermione, he would be ruining his weapon. He knows for some reason that Draco likes Hermione, and if she died then Draco would most definitely never become a death eater. So he needs her there for a little while until he can get her out of the picture. Or will he?
Ok, so I know where I'm going with this, I just have to get there. So if the updates take a bit longer it's because I'm trying to map out the plot. Thanks in advance, peace outt.
Krista