Chapter 3
Kiss of death?
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"Well, one day we were at the grocery store and..." Malfoy trails off while Hermione's remembering all the details.
Flashback:
"Hey mister! Mister! Will you buy me some candy?" A little girl with curly brunette hair tugged at Draco's leg. He looked down.
"Where's your mommy?" he asked, as nice as he could.
"I don't know." the little girl smiled at him.
"Jenna! What did I tell you about running off and talking to strangers?" Draco remembered the woman as the shapely lady with the beautiful brown eyes. The lady picked up the girl. She was about four.
"It's okay. I'm a gentleman. I would've returned her with no harm." Draco smiled at the lady and she nervously smiled back.
"Well...I guess we'll continue our shopping. See you later." The woman and the girl walked away with the cart. Mean while, Draco was sort of in a daze. He pretended not to stalk the woman around the store, then 'accidentally' bumped his cart into hers in aisle 3.
"Oh, so sorry! Hi...again." They both laughed. He looked down and the little girl was starring up at him with those brown eyes just like the lady's.
"What's your name?" she asked him.
"Cute kid. She's yours? Looks just like you." He asked the lady.
"Oh, no no. She's my niece. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"It's Draco Malfoy. And you?" The lady gave him a funny look and quickly picked up the girl, then walked away, Draco followed.
"Is there a problem miss?" he asked. She stopped the cart.
"Yes there's a problem. I hate you." Draco looked astonished.
"WHY? I didn't even do anything. Is there food in my teeth? Does my breath stink? I know I'm not ugly. What's your name?"
"Hermione Granger. Now get lost." Hermione's niece pulled on Draco's coat again, he didn't know what to say.
"Will you be my uncle?" she asked.
"What are you talking about silly?" Hermione asked her.
"I mean you marry Aunt Hermione. Aunt Hermione's always talking about some guy named Malfoy, and your name is Malfoy." Draco smiled to himself. Hermione picked up the little girl and put her in the cart.
"That's enough Jenna." Hermione replied back.
"What does Aunt Hermione say about me?" Draco sneered. Hermione got embarrassed and walked over to a box of cereal and began reading the ingredients loudly.
"Well she's always saying your name, and even in her sleep sometimes." the little girl smiled. Hermione turned red.
"Is this true, miss Granger?" he asked.
"No."
"Aunt Hermione, you always tell me not to lie." Jenna commented.
"Fine, it's true. I have to go now ok? I probably made you happy today, now you have something new to tease me about to your stupid friends."
"Wait!" Draco ran over to Hermione.
"WHAT?" she replied, looking flustering mad. He stood close to her, face to face, inches apart. Just to see if she'd smack him, or let him into her life for once. Surprisingly she stood still, her stare was intimidating, his stare was intimate. Then, he put his arms around her hips and kissed her. She responded with a short kiss back on impulse of the moment.
"Ooh! Aunt Hermione's got a boyfriend!" Hermione smiled at Draco.
"Maybe I do Jenna."
End Flashback:
"And since then, things have been getting better and better between us. How old is Jenna now anyway baby?" Draco asked.
"She should be 8 by now. That was 4 years ago and you remembered. That's why I love you so much." she replied.
"I love you too. I just hope your dad loves me as much as you do."
"You'll be just fine." Hermione leaned over to kiss Draco's cheek, then lightning struck, right in front of them. Draco tried to avoid the bright flash by swerving to the right. He couldn't see through the heavy rain. All they felt was a large jolt, and a tickling in their stomachs like they were falling on a roller coaster ride. Hermione screamed.
She wiped off the window and saw that they were falling, over the edge of the highway ramp, down to the sharp rocks of the mountain tops below that they'd passed hours before. She saw memories of her and Draco, then it hit her. Where was Draco?
DRACO! DRACO! HELP! WHERE ARE YOU! She tried to scream out those words, but all she could do was rush them through her mind as she turned and saw that the driver's seat was empty and the door was missing. She was falling, alone.
Then, the falling stopped as she felt the truck hit something, but not something hard. She looked out the window and was surprised to see that she'd been caught by a tree that was growing on the side of the mountain. She climbed out quickly without thinking. All she knew was that the tree wouldn't hold up much longer and that somewhere, Draco was lying unconscience or dead.
She looked up to see how far she'd have to climb to get back up to the oddly empty highway. It took her hours to climb the slippery rocks, and it was still storming terribly. She finally got to the edge of where the truck fell and pulled herself up. Her hands, face, and knees were bloody, but she couldn't dare feel pain right now. Not while Draco was out there somewhere. She tried standing up, but was too tired. So she sat for a while, scoping the area, looking for her fiancé.
She glanced to the right of her, about 10 feet. She squinted her eyes, and saw what looked like an arm. She crawled over to it. Finding that it was still attached to Draco, she desperately pulled him out of the mud puddle that he seemed to drown in. She didn't know CPR. She cried and grasped his shirt tightly as she laid her bloody face on his muddy shirt. His chest didn't rise and fall like in the movies, when tears could bring almost anyone back to life. She began to talk to him, as if he was conscience.
"It was too early. I should've listened to you. I promised to be loyal, and now this. I could've waited till tomorrow. I'm so sorry...how'd you get over here anyway? Can you hear me? I love you."
She whispered, but he didn't respond back. She broke down at that point. She heard cracking and a loud thud. That was a sign that the truck was gone forever, and they were stranded.
Hermione felt something hard in Draco's pocket. She took it out.
"Cell phone!" she took it out and started dialing numbers. The phone was just a little muddy and the screen was cracked, but it still worked.
"Hello?...DAD! HELP!" Hermione was sniffling as she starred at Draco's face turning paler. She had his head in her lap. Raindrops ran down his face.
"What's wrong Mione? Is everything alright?"
"NO!" she told him about the situation and he hurried to get to them.
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"I think he'll be okay Hermione. Stop crowding him like that, you'll take up all his air." Her father joked. Hermione was all bandaged up, and so was Draco.
"I still don't like him."
"Daddy!"
"Alright, alright. I'll be back in later. I don't want to see you kissing and hugging him when he comes out of it."
"Ok dad." he walked out and Hermione caressed his hair. It fell back into his face loosely. He twitched a little, then opened his eyes. His forehead had a gaping cut in the middle. Hospitals were too far to help him, so Hermione's dad just did the best he could until help could arrive.
"DRACO!" she jumped into the bed with him and hugged him.
"AH! THAT HURTS!" she let go of him, forgetting about his injuries.
"Sorry."
"Where are we?"
"At my dad's house. We're safe now."
"How did we get here?"
"My dad."
"Oh. Are you okay Mione?"
"Yea. I guess I was right. You can't drive muggle cars." Hermione smiled slightly.
"Shit. MY TRUCK! Where's the truck Hermione?"
"It went over the cliff. It's gone."
"Well...at least we had some good memories in that truck, right?" they laughed, then kissed passionately.
"I hear kissing!" Hermione's dad walked in.
"Who's that black guy Mione?"
"That's my dad."
"What the hell?" there was an awkward silence, then Hermione began to cry and left the room. Her father looked angry and left also.
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