Chapter 13
A/N( thanks for the reviews! Keep em coming! I'm surprised at the positive reaction to Avery/Ron. Oh and thanks for not killing me for making Ginny evil, it will make sense swear!
Mistress Desdemona—first off thanks or reading! To assume I'm catering to the reviewers is a bold assumption. There have been numerous reviews saying "no Dria/Draco" but they are still together are they not?
Noxia—If you don't like my story please keep it to yourself if you're going to mean about it!
8(20 a.m.
Hermione was walking briskly down a London street toward work. She looked quite posh in a trendy two-piece charcoal suit, and her 'smarty pants' glasses.
She passed the news stand were only a few weeks ago she had gone mad over her picture in the paper. On the covers of the newspapers were indeed assortments of photos taken of Harry and Hermione, mostly together. He night before had been magical like a fairy tail.
He had been the belle of the ball (although it wasn't her ball In the first place). But through it all Harry was the root of her happiness. He was so funny, sweet and endearing.
After getting in to her office she was first to try Dria's mobile phone again. When she and Avery had returned home, Dria ws nowhere to be found, most of her wardrobe gone along with numerous suitcases. Dria's voice mail was now almost full with messages from Hermione ranging from mad to worried.
"Miss, your new clients are here."
"Send them in."
When her clients walked in the first words out of their mouths shocked Hermione slightly "You're really Hermione Granger, you are! Can I have your autograph?"
Over the next hour and a half Hermione listen to them babble on and on about her love life with Harry. She couldn't get a word in edgewise and was thankful when they had to go since her other clients had arrived. Trying to conceal her happiness the two were leaving she couldn't help but smile broadly when they left.
"Sicilly?"
"Yes miss?" She answered looking up from her computer.
"I never, ever want to see those two in my office again." She said quite plainly, looking at Sicilly.
"Of course Miss." She said returning to her computer.
"Thank you." She turned and walked in to her office were her client was waiting.
The night before
Dria sat in the limo her arms crossed over her chest, a disgruntled look on her pretty face. Draco was sitting across from her as she had placed her purse in the seat next to her. He seemed to be contemplating weather or not to talk.
But he soon didn't have to worry about that as Dria spoke more like had a tantrum. "I HATE HER, I HATE HER, I HATE HER, I HATE HER!" she shrieked making Draco cringe.
"I know darling, it's nothing to get worked up over." he said trying to comfort the fuming Dria.
"God damn it I'm gonna get her if it's the last thing I do!" she growled.
"And her little dog too?" said Draco smiling. At first Dria didn't smile back, causing Draco to believe he's made the wrong choice of words.
But slowly her lovely smile was spread across her face, "you're truly evil Mr. Malfoy!"
"Want to see how evil I can be?" he said suggestively his sexy smirk on his face. In response she threw her purse at him, it him in the upper arm.
"Must you turn everything in to sexual innuendo?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?" he said coyly. She moved over next to him.
"I don't see why." Her face was in close proximity to his now. He could feel her breath on his cheek. Taking charge of the situation he put his hand behind her head bring her lips to his. He sweet sort kiss quickly dissolved in to a passionate kiss, Draco's tongue exploring her mouth.
They had both been lost in the kiss totally oblivious to the outside world, until someone tapped Draco on the shoulder. He turned annoyed to see the driver standing outside the open door.
"Sorry sir but here's Miss Halliwells building." He said looked embarrassed. Dria stepped out the driver returning to the drivers seat.
"I'll be back in 45 minutes." He said the door still open.
"45 got it."
They kissed goodbye then when she had disappeared through the glass doors Draco told the driver to go straight to Malfoy manor.
Today was a day Harry always had and always will dread but today was different. He couldn't be happier! He was in love there is no happiness like when you're in love. He sat humming to himself in the back of a BMW the glass tinted. The car passed through the gates of his aunt and Uncles mansion. He had lived there until he was 11 and for summer holidays. It was a very nice house yet his aunt an uncle found ways to make him miserable during his time there.
Today he was going there to discuss the 'future'. His advisors would be there, his aunt, uncle, and cousin would be also. He walked inside the front doors, his coat taken by their butler Winston. He found his way to the study were the discussion would be taking place. He walked in casually the room turning to look at him. His aunt scoffed.
"He finally decides o grace us with his presence!" she spat sitting on the couch with Dudley Harry's fat, ugly, mean and obnoxious cousin. His uncle Vernon was standing by the desk with two people Harry was very happy to see, Remus Lupin and Albus Dumbledore, his advisors.
"Remus! Professor!" he hugged Lupin and shook hands with Dumbledore. "It's wonderful to see you." Harry said smiling. His uncle cleared his throat loudly to get their attention.
"Can we please get this over with?" he snapped
Harry took a seat in font of the desk, Lupin, Dumbledore, and Uncle Vernon behind it a quite big stack of files on the desk.
"Alright we all know that Harry will be 21 soon. It says in his parents will that he will ascend the throne the day of his 22 birthday, although the choice must be made by his 21ist." Said Lupin looking through a file.
"Sounds complicated." Said Harry.
"That was the easy version try reading the actual document." Said Lupin smiling at Harry.
"Now, if Harry should decide to abdicate his role as king it would pass to Dudley." Harry cringed inwardly at the thought of Dudley being king.
"Your mother and Father loved you very much Harry, don't feel guilty if you decide to step down." Said Lupin trying to make the situation less stressful for Harry.
Harry wanted to leave so badly. It wasn't Lupin's, or Dumbledores fault but the Dursely's were driving him nuts. He was so thankful when his mobile finally went off. He excused himself doubting his aunt heard him through her ranting and left the room. When he heard who it was on the other end it was like a ray of sunlight through the clouds.
"Harry?" said Hermione's sweet voice; it was music to his ears.
"Hello Hermione."
"I didn't catch you at a bad time did I?" she asked sounding a bit nervous.
"No, no I'm glad you called, how are you?" he asked leaning against the wall.
"I'm fine yourself?"
"Could be better, listen I've got to go, dinner later?"
"All right, 6(30?" she said sounding a bit happier.
"Perfect, I'll see you then." And they hung up. Harry walked back in, his aunt jumping on him.
"Who was that your little girlfriend?" she asked her voice dripping with disgust. "You better not be planning on marrying that commoner!" she spat her nose crinkled in revulsion.
"What if I am!" he yelled angered by his aunt's comments making his blood boil. "She is no commoner, and even if she were I would still love her!"
Harry started storming towards the door he was walking through the door when he yelled, "This meeting is OVER!" He didn't feel like arguing with his aunt and something about people talking down about Hermione just made him so mad.
He stormed out of the mansion and into his black BMW. During the drive while Harry silently looked out the window he calmed down a bit. He looked at his wrist seeing it was only 3(30. He had 3 hours till he saw Hermione, sighing he decided to call Ron and practice some polo to pass the time.
night before
Draco was walking out the large doors his suitcases being up in to the trunk of his black Roles Royce. He thought he was in the clear that his ever-watchful father hadn't noticed. Unfortunately he was wrong
"Boy, where are you going?" asked Lucius Malfoy.
"On holiday father." Answered Draco without emotion. Lucius was standing next to him now looking at the car.
"With whom?"
"No one." He replied.
"Is it that blond girl you've been seeing?" asked his father. Draco looked at him a bit shocked. 'How did he know she's blond? I never told her about him! He doesn't read those tabloid!'
As if he could read his son's mind he said "the picture in your room." He glanced at Draco then continued "she's pretty, not as curvy as your mother but taller, better complexion too."
"Oh shut up!" spat Draco.
"Hold your tongue!"
"You can't tell me what to do I'm not part of you little gang!" Draco walked away towards the car his father very angry behind him.
"JUST KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT DRACO!" he yelled as the black Roles Royce sped off in to the distance.
Dria was standing outside her building in a mauve pleated mini skirt and matching pea coat, and driving cap with sunglasses even though it was in the middle of the night. She had numerous Louis Vuitton suit cases including one rolling suitcase and a small backpack that was slung over her shoulder, with many other Luis Vuitton suitcases ranging is style and size.
Draco pulled up, his driver quickly getting out after Draco barked at him to get a move on. Dria just stared at him surprised at this, but quickly forgot when she slid in to the back of the car with Draco who kissed her hello.
After the driver got back in to the front seat, and started driving as if he didn't need to be told where to go. When they arrived Dria was amazed. She stepped out of the car and in front of her floating in the water was a very large extremely expensive black yacht. On the side in fancy sliver letters was written 'The Dark Mark'. this worried her but she brushed it off as just a coincidence, it was a gorgeous boat although Draco didn't seem very proud of it.
"Come on." He walked up on to the boat his hands in his pants pockets. Something was up and god damn it she'd get to the bottom of it. She followed him on to the ship in to unchartered waters.
present
Hermione walked absently in to her office looking through her post, she'd just come from a boring lunch. When she looked up she dropped the post her hands flying to her mouth as she gasped. Placed all around and on her desk were many bouquets of crimson roses. There had to be at least 100. After the initial shock of it all wore off she found a small note on her desk.
'Until Tonight.'
A/N( thanks for the reviews! Keep em coming! I'm surprised at the positive reaction to Avery/Ron. Oh and thanks for not killing me for making Ginny evil, it will make sense swear!
Mistress Desdemona—first off thanks or reading! To assume I'm catering to the reviewers is a bold assumption. There have been numerous reviews saying "no Dria/Draco" but they are still together are they not?
Noxia—If you don't like my story please keep it to yourself if you're going to mean about it!
8(20 a.m.
Hermione was walking briskly down a London street toward work. She looked quite posh in a trendy two-piece charcoal suit, and her 'smarty pants' glasses.
She passed the news stand were only a few weeks ago she had gone mad over her picture in the paper. On the covers of the newspapers were indeed assortments of photos taken of Harry and Hermione, mostly together. He night before had been magical like a fairy tail.
He had been the belle of the ball (although it wasn't her ball In the first place). But through it all Harry was the root of her happiness. He was so funny, sweet and endearing.
After getting in to her office she was first to try Dria's mobile phone again. When she and Avery had returned home, Dria ws nowhere to be found, most of her wardrobe gone along with numerous suitcases. Dria's voice mail was now almost full with messages from Hermione ranging from mad to worried.
"Miss, your new clients are here."
"Send them in."
When her clients walked in the first words out of their mouths shocked Hermione slightly "You're really Hermione Granger, you are! Can I have your autograph?"
Over the next hour and a half Hermione listen to them babble on and on about her love life with Harry. She couldn't get a word in edgewise and was thankful when they had to go since her other clients had arrived. Trying to conceal her happiness the two were leaving she couldn't help but smile broadly when they left.
"Sicilly?"
"Yes miss?" She answered looking up from her computer.
"I never, ever want to see those two in my office again." She said quite plainly, looking at Sicilly.
"Of course Miss." She said returning to her computer.
"Thank you." She turned and walked in to her office were her client was waiting.
The night before
Dria sat in the limo her arms crossed over her chest, a disgruntled look on her pretty face. Draco was sitting across from her as she had placed her purse in the seat next to her. He seemed to be contemplating weather or not to talk.
But he soon didn't have to worry about that as Dria spoke more like had a tantrum. "I HATE HER, I HATE HER, I HATE HER, I HATE HER!" she shrieked making Draco cringe.
"I know darling, it's nothing to get worked up over." he said trying to comfort the fuming Dria.
"God damn it I'm gonna get her if it's the last thing I do!" she growled.
"And her little dog too?" said Draco smiling. At first Dria didn't smile back, causing Draco to believe he's made the wrong choice of words.
But slowly her lovely smile was spread across her face, "you're truly evil Mr. Malfoy!"
"Want to see how evil I can be?" he said suggestively his sexy smirk on his face. In response she threw her purse at him, it him in the upper arm.
"Must you turn everything in to sexual innuendo?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?" he said coyly. She moved over next to him.
"I don't see why." Her face was in close proximity to his now. He could feel her breath on his cheek. Taking charge of the situation he put his hand behind her head bring her lips to his. He sweet sort kiss quickly dissolved in to a passionate kiss, Draco's tongue exploring her mouth.
They had both been lost in the kiss totally oblivious to the outside world, until someone tapped Draco on the shoulder. He turned annoyed to see the driver standing outside the open door.
"Sorry sir but here's Miss Halliwells building." He said looked embarrassed. Dria stepped out the driver returning to the drivers seat.
"I'll be back in 45 minutes." He said the door still open.
"45 got it."
They kissed goodbye then when she had disappeared through the glass doors Draco told the driver to go straight to Malfoy manor.
Today was a day Harry always had and always will dread but today was different. He couldn't be happier! He was in love there is no happiness like when you're in love. He sat humming to himself in the back of a BMW the glass tinted. The car passed through the gates of his aunt and Uncles mansion. He had lived there until he was 11 and for summer holidays. It was a very nice house yet his aunt an uncle found ways to make him miserable during his time there.
Today he was going there to discuss the 'future'. His advisors would be there, his aunt, uncle, and cousin would be also. He walked inside the front doors, his coat taken by their butler Winston. He found his way to the study were the discussion would be taking place. He walked in casually the room turning to look at him. His aunt scoffed.
"He finally decides o grace us with his presence!" she spat sitting on the couch with Dudley Harry's fat, ugly, mean and obnoxious cousin. His uncle Vernon was standing by the desk with two people Harry was very happy to see, Remus Lupin and Albus Dumbledore, his advisors.
"Remus! Professor!" he hugged Lupin and shook hands with Dumbledore. "It's wonderful to see you." Harry said smiling. His uncle cleared his throat loudly to get their attention.
"Can we please get this over with?" he snapped
Harry took a seat in font of the desk, Lupin, Dumbledore, and Uncle Vernon behind it a quite big stack of files on the desk.
"Alright we all know that Harry will be 21 soon. It says in his parents will that he will ascend the throne the day of his 22 birthday, although the choice must be made by his 21ist." Said Lupin looking through a file.
"Sounds complicated." Said Harry.
"That was the easy version try reading the actual document." Said Lupin smiling at Harry.
"Now, if Harry should decide to abdicate his role as king it would pass to Dudley." Harry cringed inwardly at the thought of Dudley being king.
"Your mother and Father loved you very much Harry, don't feel guilty if you decide to step down." Said Lupin trying to make the situation less stressful for Harry.
Harry wanted to leave so badly. It wasn't Lupin's, or Dumbledores fault but the Dursely's were driving him nuts. He was so thankful when his mobile finally went off. He excused himself doubting his aunt heard him through her ranting and left the room. When he heard who it was on the other end it was like a ray of sunlight through the clouds.
"Harry?" said Hermione's sweet voice; it was music to his ears.
"Hello Hermione."
"I didn't catch you at a bad time did I?" she asked sounding a bit nervous.
"No, no I'm glad you called, how are you?" he asked leaning against the wall.
"I'm fine yourself?"
"Could be better, listen I've got to go, dinner later?"
"All right, 6(30?" she said sounding a bit happier.
"Perfect, I'll see you then." And they hung up. Harry walked back in, his aunt jumping on him.
"Who was that your little girlfriend?" she asked her voice dripping with disgust. "You better not be planning on marrying that commoner!" she spat her nose crinkled in revulsion.
"What if I am!" he yelled angered by his aunt's comments making his blood boil. "She is no commoner, and even if she were I would still love her!"
Harry started storming towards the door he was walking through the door when he yelled, "This meeting is OVER!" He didn't feel like arguing with his aunt and something about people talking down about Hermione just made him so mad.
He stormed out of the mansion and into his black BMW. During the drive while Harry silently looked out the window he calmed down a bit. He looked at his wrist seeing it was only 3(30. He had 3 hours till he saw Hermione, sighing he decided to call Ron and practice some polo to pass the time.
night before
Draco was walking out the large doors his suitcases being up in to the trunk of his black Roles Royce. He thought he was in the clear that his ever-watchful father hadn't noticed. Unfortunately he was wrong
"Boy, where are you going?" asked Lucius Malfoy.
"On holiday father." Answered Draco without emotion. Lucius was standing next to him now looking at the car.
"With whom?"
"No one." He replied.
"Is it that blond girl you've been seeing?" asked his father. Draco looked at him a bit shocked. 'How did he know she's blond? I never told her about him! He doesn't read those tabloid!'
As if he could read his son's mind he said "the picture in your room." He glanced at Draco then continued "she's pretty, not as curvy as your mother but taller, better complexion too."
"Oh shut up!" spat Draco.
"Hold your tongue!"
"You can't tell me what to do I'm not part of you little gang!" Draco walked away towards the car his father very angry behind him.
"JUST KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT DRACO!" he yelled as the black Roles Royce sped off in to the distance.
Dria was standing outside her building in a mauve pleated mini skirt and matching pea coat, and driving cap with sunglasses even though it was in the middle of the night. She had numerous Louis Vuitton suit cases including one rolling suitcase and a small backpack that was slung over her shoulder, with many other Luis Vuitton suitcases ranging is style and size.
Draco pulled up, his driver quickly getting out after Draco barked at him to get a move on. Dria just stared at him surprised at this, but quickly forgot when she slid in to the back of the car with Draco who kissed her hello.
After the driver got back in to the front seat, and started driving as if he didn't need to be told where to go. When they arrived Dria was amazed. She stepped out of the car and in front of her floating in the water was a very large extremely expensive black yacht. On the side in fancy sliver letters was written 'The Dark Mark'. this worried her but she brushed it off as just a coincidence, it was a gorgeous boat although Draco didn't seem very proud of it.
"Come on." He walked up on to the boat his hands in his pants pockets. Something was up and god damn it she'd get to the bottom of it. She followed him on to the ship in to unchartered waters.
present
Hermione walked absently in to her office looking through her post, she'd just come from a boring lunch. When she looked up she dropped the post her hands flying to her mouth as she gasped. Placed all around and on her desk were many bouquets of crimson roses. There had to be at least 100. After the initial shock of it all wore off she found a small note on her desk.
'Until Tonight.'