Their Anthem and Our Anthem

Chapter Three

"Sir, the Master wishes to see you in his study," squeaked Sird, his small house elf.

Draco nodded and stood up from his green and silver cushion chair, eyeing Sird with most uncertainty.

He stalked out of his room, hearing the weak house elf disappear with a snap of its fingers.

After several minutes of walking, Draco reached his father's study. Knocking as polite as he could muster, he cleared his throat, as he heard his father's voice call out "Come in, dear boy!"

Draco's face was a mix of confusion and horror. Lucius seemed to be in a good mood, which was quite unusual in the Malfoy household.

Draco walked in, unsure of what to do next. Lucius, who was seated next to his mother on a small loveseat, gestured to the couch across from them.

His son sat down and watched him carefully. Lucius smiled joyfully as he pulled out his wand. Draco flinched. Lucius laughed.

"Dear boy, let me show you something I have wanted to show you for a long while," Lucius flicked his wand once, and some blue mist appeared in front of them. Draco cocked an eyebrow in anticipation and waited for something to happen.

Lucius smiled again at him. "Before I show you that, let me tell you what this is all about."

Narcissa cleared her throat, anxiously.

Lucius ignored her and began, "You are going to be eighteen in a month, are you not?"

Draco nodded, and wondered what the hell this was all about.

"As you know, the wizarding law requires purebloods to marry by the time they turn twenty, a pureblood, of course," Lucius said, his voice suddenly growing cold.

Draco nodded and hoped that he wasn't betrothed to that pug, Pansy Parkinson.

"You, of course, will have an arranged marriage," Lucius said, choosing his words carefully, "to someone who you will not like."

Draco pretended to be unfazed by this piece of information, but on the inside, he was blowing many fuses.

Out of nowhere, Lucius called "Bring her in!"

The study's double doors flew open and in came two hooded figures wrestling with a girl Draco didn't recognize.

"Show us your face, girl!" Lucius cried.

One of the figures brutally grabbed her hair and pulled it so she was staring all three Malfoys in the face.

"GRANGER!"

Hermione's face grew as red as a hot pepper. "Malfoy," Hermione spat at him.

Draco's face grew warm, looking oddly out of place, contrasting with his pale skin.

Lucius smirked, watching the two glare at each other.

"Well, I'm glad you two know each other," he said, sarcastically.

Draco rolled his eyes and looked away from both of them, his mind working furiously.

Hermione snorted and turned to look at Malfoy Senior.

Lucius continued, ignoring both of their gestures and turned to the figures holding Hermione.

"Crabbe, Goyle, thank you for your services. I promise to pass on your kindness to our Master," Lucius said, raising an eyebrow at Hermione, who at the time of hearing who was holding her, shuddered, and trying to break away.

The stout boys nodded and let go of Hermione, turned and left through the same set of black double doors.

Hermione rubbed her numb arms, trying to brush off the invisible dirt on them.

Lucius gestured to the seat next to Draco. "Have a seat."

Hermione glared at him. "I would rather stand, thanks."

Lucius's pretend polite face turned into an angry, impatient one. "It is not an option."

The staring contest continued as they both just waiting for the other to blink, but neither did.

Finally Narcissa interrupted. "Okay, girl, just sit down and shut up. Lucius and I have something to tell both of you."

Hermione frowned at the 'shut up' part, but did as she was told, scooting as far from Draco as she could, him doing the same to her.

Lucius still stared at her, but finally after being elbowed by Narcissa stopped and sat back in his seat, stretching out.

Hermione and Draco watched him with curiosity.

Annoyed, Hermione rolled her eyes and said quite loudly, "Why am I here?"

All Malfoys turned to look at her. Narcissa cleared her throat and Lucius said roughly, "You will speak only when spoken to."

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "Are you not speaking to me now?"

This time Lucius's rage turned into him getting out his wand. "Silencio!" he cried, smirking at the look on Hermione's face, "Now that's better isn't it?" he snarled, still smirking as he sat back down.

"Now, you two are probably wondering why you are here. Son, you will find this out later," Hermione's face darkened as Lucius turned to her, "and as for you," he raised a brow, snarling evilly, "you'll just have to guess," he finished, quite satisfied with the fury burrowing inside of her.

Suddenly the double doors flew open to reveal three tiny house elves. Two were carrying big platters bigger than themselves and the other bent on its knee until its nose hit the floor and announced "Tea time, just like you requested, master."

Lucius nodded, but didn't even bother to look as the other two creatures scurried forward and placed the platters on the table.

Hermione's stomach let out a little rumble, upon seeing the crackers and cheese on a platter and four little cups of tea on the other; she hadn't eaten since breakfast and even then she hadn't even started on her blueberry pancake or toast.

Lucius took the cup one of the elves handed him and helped himself to a cracker.

Hermione ignored him and pretended like she wanted nothing. But in the end, her stomach won out when one of the elves handed her a cup.

Gulping half of it down, she grabbed a few crackers, dipped them in the cheese dip and stuffed it in her mouth, ignoring the looks she received from Draco and Narcissa.

Lucius seemed unsurprised, and smirked, watching her reaction.

Hermione smiled, as her hunger and thirst was slowly satisfied, but not fully. She took another big swig of tea.

Slowly, her eyelids drooped more and more, until they were completely shut. Her head rolled onto her shoulder, her cup slid from her hand and broke into a million pieces as it hit the floor, and her mouth stayed slightly open.

Lucius smiled and turned to Draco, who was gaping at Hermione and staring at the cup in his hand, thankful he had not been stupid enough to drink some.

He slowly raised his eyes to his father, who was still smiling. Draco raised his eyebrows. "That was cool," was all he could say.

Lucius laughed and turned to Narcissa, who was looking at him, expectantly.

Lucius rolled his eyes and cleared his throat. "Now we can talk."

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