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Chapter 2 Meeting The Parents
The next morning Hermione woke up in Draco's arms and she smiled. 'God, I love waking up like this.' She thought as she snuggled closer to him. Draco, being a light sleeper, woke up at her movement. He buried his face in her neck and mumbled a sleepy "Good morning." against her neck. Hermione giggled as she felt his hot breath tickle her neck.
"We have to get up, Draco. It's almost noon." Hermione stated, pushing him away slightly. Ignoring what Hermione had said, Draco started kissing her neck. As much as Hermione liked this, she struggled out of his arms and got up from the bed. "We really have to get ready, we're meeting the teachers at twelve thirty for the meeting about our duties as Head Boy and Girl" Hermione explained as she saw Draco's confused expression as she got out of bed.
"But I don't feel like getting up. Why don't you come back to bed?" Draco asked her, only half joking. Hermione gave him a sweet smile but shook her head. She stood in the middle of the room with her eyes closed and wand in her hand. He was watching her curiously. Hermione muttered a few words and a big trunk appeared in front of her.
"I can't believe I didn't think of this before." She muttered getting on her knees to open the trunk before her.
"How'd you do that?" Draco, who had now gotten up, asked from behind her. He was clearly impressed.
"Magic." Hermione answered mischievously, pulling out some clothes and heading for the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed.
She soon emerged from the bathroom wearing denim cut-offs and a navy blue t- shirt with the words 'The Strokes' printed across the front and towel drying her hair.
"The Strokes?" Draco asked her.
Hermione looked down onto her shirt. "They're a band." She explained. And when he still looked clueless she added "They're a muggle band, so you won't know them. Now go and hurry up!" she shooed him into the bathroom. With a frustrated sigh she threw the towel onto the bed and performed a charm to dry her hair.
Hermione walked over to her trunk to put in her clothes from the day before and she realised that that there were only clothes inside her trunk. All her other things like her schoolbooks were still at home in her room. She groaned. 'Great! Now I have to go home and get all this stuff. I could do another spell but half the things would probably stay home again.' She thought getting back up. She looked at her watch, they had five minutes.
"Draco!" she called "You done yet?"
"Just a minute!" he yelled back. And to her surprise he really did come out a minute later.
"Wow. I thought you'd take forever in the bathroom, judging by the amount of products you have in your little bag there." Hermione said, "But I see you didn't put anything in your hair this morning." Draco's hair was now falling down over his eyes, making him look very sexy and also nice, not at all like the slimy little git he has been for the past six years. "It looks much better this way." Hermione added, smiling up at him.
"Come on, we have a meeting to attend." Draco said, putting an arm around her and escorting her out. They were just about to enter the restaurant in the 'Leaky Cauldron', when they heard a familiar voice.
"I still don't think it's a very good idea for Hogwarts to have the son of an active death eater as Head Boy. Not to mention that our Head Girl is muggle born. They could kill each other, living in the same quarters!"
Draco and Hermione stopped walking. She looked up at him as he stiffened when they heard this, but he didn't take his arm off her.
"I have to say, Minerva, that perhaps his father is a death eater, but as far as I know Draco hasn't taken on the Dark Mark yet, Severus would have told us if he did as you very well know." By now Hermione and Draco had guessed that the two people speaking were professor McGonagall and professor Dumbledore.
Professor McGonagall spoke again. "But what if he does? It's not safe to have our Head Boy be a death eater!" she exclaimed.
"I'm not going to." Draco said grimly, rounding the corner, pushing Hermione along and coming to a stop in front of the professors' table, causing them to stop talking and they looked up at him. Dumbledore looked from Draco to Hermione and back to Draco again –who still had his arm around Hermione, but he took it away suddenly feeling stupid to show affection for her in front of the two teachers.
"Well, sit down, you two." Professor McGonagall said to them. They didn't need to be told twice and sat down across from professor McGonagall and professor Dumbledore.
They had ordered coffee and now sat there listening to what the professors them about their duties for the year. After a while, Draco dropped his hand under the table and placed it on top of Hermione's knee causing her to give a slight smile and she put her own hand on top of his.
When they were told everything they needed to know Dumbledore cleared his throat. "If I heard correctly, Mr. Malfoy, you don't want to join the death eaters?" he asked Draco.
"No, sir, I don't." he answered. "But my father wants me to take the Dark Mark as soon as I turn eighteen." Draco added, a look of pure hate crossed his face as he said this. Dumbledore smiled.
"I can't say how glad I am that you don't want to be a death eater, Draco. I'll do everything I can to help you stand up against your father." Dumbledore promised, looking Draco directly in the eyes, something he has never done before. Needless to say, professor Dumbledore isn't very fond of the Malfoy family. Draco nodded and Hermione squeezed his hand. She beamed as she felt a rush of gratitude towards the old man.
"Remember to be at platform nine and three quarters an hour early to see that all the first years get on safely." Professor McGonagall said. Hermione and Draco nodded and said goodbye. They got up holding hands, fingers entwined, and walked out of the 'Leaky Cauldron' and into muggle London.
"So much for killing each other." Professor Dumbledore commented, chuckling slightly as they saw Draco kissing Hermione out on the street.
"Yes, it's nice that they are getting along." Professor McGonagall said.
Once outside, Hermione turned to Draco. "Listen, I have to go home and get the rest of my things, do you mind coming with me?" she questioned.
"Not at all." Draco answered, giving her a gentle kiss.
Hermione smiled. "Okay, let's go. I'll show you where I live." Together, they strolled towards the next subway station, sure they could apparate, but Hermione wanted to show Draco how to travel the muggle way. He watched in awe as she pulled out muggle money and pay for two tickets for the subway at a ticket machine. She gave him a ticket and explained what to do with it.
The subway was full, so they had to stand, but that didn't matter to them. They talked about everything and nothing. "What do you like the best about being Head Girl, Hermione?" Draco asked Hermione.
"I think being able to give detentions and not having to share my bedroom with anybody." She answered, shrugging.
"Not even with me?" Draco kidded. Hermione laughed and swatted his arm playfully.
"Moron." Hermione said, but she couldn't help but smile. "What about you? What do you like best?" she questioned.
"Well, there's two things. One, getting out of those cold dungeons and two, sharing a dormitory with you." Draco answered, smiling at Hermione, who blushed slightly at his compliment. She didn't quite know what to say, so she kissed him sweetly.
The subway stopped. "This is our stop, Draco." Hermione told him and led him out and onto the street. "Now we only have to walk two blocks and we're at my house."
Draco looked around at all the small but friendly houses on either side of the street. It didn't take long for them to reach Hermione's house. They walked up to the porch and Hermione got out her key and unlocked the door for them. They stepped into a well lit hallway and Hermione ushered Draco up the stairs to her room so she could get what she needed.
While Hermione bustled around the room to collect her stuff, Draco looked around and liked what he saw. It fit Hermione well, he thought. "I like your room." He commented. Hermione turned her head towards him. "Thanks." And went back to packing. When she was done, she shrunk her stuff and put it in her back pocket and they went back downstairs, where they got themselves something to eat and they went into the living room and sat down on the couch to eat.
When they finished eating they turned on the TV and Hermione lay down and put her head on Draco's lap to be more comfortable, and he stroked her cheek. They smiled at each other. Draco leaned down to place a soft kiss on Hermione's lips, the movie was soon forgotten as they were kissing on the couch when someone disturbed them.
"Hermione!" someone yelled. Startled, Hermione and Draco broke apart to see her father standing behind the couch, and her mother, with a small bundle in her arms in the doorway.