"Weird being home in November, can't remember the last time I was. Oh yeah I can, before I went off to Hogwarts. It's changed somehow, since the beginning of term. Or maybe it's just me, I went back there with all these misconceptions. I was reading previous writing before I started writing, those things I said were a tad over dramatic. But still were true. The school and the people have changed so much, we're all hardly recognizable." Hermione looked up from her writing, she was staring out her window, the sky looked so different, it looked so calming to her. She sat back and just watched the stars. Before she knew it she was asleep, dreaming of a better reality than the one that she was in. She woke up and half past nine, her book laid open on the floor, her pen was loosely gripped in her fingers. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, before she got up she took off her shoes, she set them down on the floor and got up. She walked to her bed where she'd left her bag, she opened the flap and let everything fall onto the bed. After fishing out her toothbrush and toothpaste she walked into the bathroom, where she took a piss and brushed her teeth. Hermione decided after she spit out her toothpaste that she wanted to take a bath, which she did. She walked to the cupboard and grabbed her favorite bubble bath, she turned around and walked to the tub, she turned on the faucet and plugged up the bottom of the tub. The water rose up quickly, Hermione poured in the bubbles. She drunk in the scent, vanilla, one of her all time favorite scents. She quickly took off her clothes, she quickly got in the tub. It was cold in her bathroom and she didn't want to stand around naked for to long. The hot water felt great, it soothed her frazzled mind. Hermione laid back in the water, she held her breath and went under the water. She stayed under the water, the entire year flashed before her eyes, Draco, Pansy, Blaise, Ron and Harry's faces flashed as well. Death flashed through her mind as well, she didn't know where that thought had come from but it forced her up to take a breath, she splashed water all over the floor. She was freaked out, she got out of the tub straight away she grabbed a towel from the cupboard and wrapped it around herself. Hermione sat down on the toilet her head in her hands, she began to cry. After a while of sitting there Hermione got up from the toilet, she got back in the cold water of the tub. She turned on the shower and began to wash herself. She cried while she did, she was washing her hair when the death thought crept into the back of her mind. She wasn't as freaked out as she was the first time. She was rinsing the conditioner out of her hair when her mother knocked on the door.
"Hermione are you almost done?" She heard her say as she was turning off the faucet.
"Yes, Mum. Be right out." She said putting one leg over the side of the tub. She put the other out and grabbed her towel she went for the door, she knew her mother would still be standing there. "Hello." She said in a sad but happy tone.
"Hello dear." She said hugging her.
"Did you need something?" Hermione asked when she'd finally let her go.
"Oh not really I just wanted to give you these." She said getting the bag from Hermione's bed. She handed it to her.
"What is it?" Hermione asked taking the bag from her.
"Clothes." She said taking a sip of her Vodka.
"Thanks Mum." Hermione said hugging her.
"You're welcome dear." She said. She was about to leave the room when she turned around to speak again. "I bought you a dress for Daddy's funeral. It's hanging there." She pointed to the open wardrobe door.
"Thank you." She said. When Hermione's door closed she went and sat on her bed she looked through the bag. Not at all what she was expecting, no jumpers or plaid skirts, in fact there was hardly any color in the bag. Hermione was looking at the shirts, and pants, and belt. Hermione laughed and couldn't believe that her mother had bought her stuff like that. Hermione put the clothes back in the bag and got up from her bed, she went through her drawers. She got out underwear, a bra, pants and a jumper. She quickly got dressed and did her hair when she was done she raced down to the kitchen. She was hungry.
"Hermione dear, why aren't you wearing the clothes I bought you?" Her mother asked.
"I dunno. Didn't feel like it I guess." Hermione said going through the cupboards. "Hey Mum, will you make me some eggs?" Hermione asked walking over to her.
Hermione's Mum looked up at her, she smiled and said yes. Hermione sat down at the table, she began to clear it off. She came across a paper clipping, it was about her father, he hadn't just up and died, he was murdered. Hermione quickly shuffled that into another pile, she didn't want to know about it. By the time her eggs were done she was done cleaning up the table. Her mother set a plate and a glass of orange juice in front of her. "Thanks Mum." She said.
"You're welcome dear." She said watching her as she started to eat. "So how's school?" Her Mum asked.
"Okay." She said after she swallowed her eggs.
"No more suicides?" She asked.
"No, but I did make friends with one of the factors in her suicide." Hermione said before she took another fork full.
"Oh that's nice." She said. Hermione knew she wasn't paying attention, to what she or Hermione was saying.
"Oh Mum, I never got a chance to tell you and da- I'm getting married." Hermione said flashing her ring to her mother. That caught her attention. Her mother grabbed her hand and was looking at the ring.
"Hermione, why the hell didn't you tell us before?" She asked letting her death grip of Hermione's hand go.
"Because, I didn't want to." She said. "I didn't know how you would take it." She said.
"Okay so who are you marring?" She asked.
"Draco Malfoy." Hermione said quietly.
"Who?" Her Mum asked.
"Draco Malfoy." Hermione spoke up.
"That fucking git!" Hermione's Mum said. Hermione stared at her wide-eyed and bushy haired. Hermione had never heard her mother swear, she was in shock. "Yes, that fucking git." She said getting up from the table. She walked up to her bedroom, where she slammed the door closed. Her mother sat at the table, she didn't know what to do. Hermione threw the stuff off of her bed, she pulled back the covers and got in. She pulled the covers over her head, she was crying. Hermione had been under there a while, when she was interrupted by a constant pecking at her window. Hermione threw the covers back and saw that it was an owl. She hurriedly got out of bed, she tripped while doing so. She opened the window and the bird flew in. It dropped a letter on her bed and went and sat on top of her wardrobe.
"Dear Hermione:
I hope you're doing okay. Can't wait until you come back to school.
Yours forever, Draco Malfoy.
PS I'm sorry, but I don't know what to say, I just had to check on you. xoxo Draco." Hermione smiled and sat down at her desk and she began to write.
"Dear Draco:
That's quite alright, I don't know what to say myself. Well besides that I miss you and I wish you were here. I can't stand being away from you. Everything feels so weird. I just want you, is all that I'm trying to say.
I told my Mum about me and you, and well...I don't think she understands, she called you a git, my bad a fucking git and I stormed off and haven't been anyway near her since. She's also drinking, which she never used to do. I'm scared, what's going to happen after I leave?
Well, I think I should go now. I love you.
Yours forever, Hermione xoxo."
When Draco was done reading that he folded it up and stuck it in his pocket. He sighed and closed his book, he was alone in the library and wasn't getting any work done. He couldn't help but think of Hermione and how upset she sounded. He wished he was there as well. Draco knew that he had to get to her, he couldn't let her be alone. Draco quickly picked up all his things and rushed off to Dumbledore's office. While talking to Dumbledore Draco was very persistent, and firm. Dumbledore finally caved in, he told Draco that he would take him to see Hermione, and that if it was okay with Mrs. Granger that he could stay until after Hermione's fathers funeral. Draco was happy with the results that he got. Draco returned to the Slytherin common room with a smile on his face, he ran up the stairs to his dorm, he was greeted with a great and unexpected guest...his father. Lucius sat on the edge of Draco's bed looking so superior. Draco's breath caught in his throat.
"Close the door, and come here." He said sternly, which Draco obeyed immediately. "Come here." He said. Draco swallowed hard and walked over to him. "So Draco, is it true? Are you really engaged to that filthy mudblood?" He asked, he held his walking stick tightly in his hand. Draco swallowed hard again and spoke.
"Yes, I am." He said bringing his head up so he could look at his father. Lucius scowled at Draco.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because we're in love." He said. Lucius had a disgusted look on his face, he hit Draco with his walking stick. The force knocked Draco onto the floor.
"How dare you disgrace the Malfoy name." He said hitting him again. "After all that I have done for you." He said hitting him again. "You would marry that TRASH!" He said hitting him again.
"She's not trash." Draco said. That enraged Mr. Malfoy who began to hit Draco, he hit one after another after another. When his stick broke in two Mr. Malfoy took to kicking him. Mr. Malfoy was interrupted by Blaise. Blaise looked on in fear, he was about to leave when Mr. Malfoy called out to him. Blaise was reluctant to walk over to him but he did.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." His voice shook.
"I wanted to thank you, for informing me on my son." Blaise's face turned to horror. Draco had leaned up a much as possible. Mr. Malfoy shook Blaise's hand and spit on Draco and then walked out of the room. When the door closed Blaise bent down and began to speak to Draco.
"Draco I'm sorry, I never told him. I swear. I only told my mother, I swear I never thought she'd tell. I'm so sorry." Tears welled up in Blaise's eyes. Draco could tell he was being sincere since he never ever cried.
"I believe you." Draco said. Blaise looked up and smiled at him. "Could you help me to the hospital wing." Draco asked.
"Yes, of course." Blaise said. They had a hell of a time getting there. Draco was informed that he had four broken ribs, not to mention a torso full of bruises. Madam Pomfry gave him something to ease the pain. Dumbledore had come down later. Him and Draco had a quick talk. Dumbledore told him that he needed his rest and that tomorrow he would be taking him to see Hermione. Draco wasn't happy about that, but he knew it was for the best.
It was dinner time and Hermione and her mother ate in silence Hermione refused to look at her mother. She was still mad that she'd called Draco a git, she didn't know why it had bothered her so much but it did. Hermione's mother wasn't even attempting to make conversation. When Hermione was done eating she put her dirty dishes in the dish washer and went to watch TV in the living room. There was nothing good on so she read a book. Hermione had fallen asleep on the couch with her book. Before her mother went to bed she covered her up with a blanket and kissed her goodnight. Draco was trying to sleep but that proved to be a difficult task, every time he moved he laid wrong and his body was filled with pain. "God, damn-it." He yelled. But finally after an hour of trying, he was asleep, not a deep or a comfortable one, but he was asleep nonetheless.
Hermione was woken up by her mother shortly before nine o'clock she told her that she had to get up and get ready. Which Hermione did instantly, she went up and took another shower, she brushed her teeth and actually did her hair. It looked nice, it came out really curly that day. But she didn't care her dad loved her hair. When she walked out of her bathroom a black skirt, shirt, shoes, and tights were laying out on her bed, her mother had come in while she was in the shower. Everything was black, except her tights. She quickly got dressed. Her outfit was as plain as you could find, her shoes were too. While she was getting dressed her mother had come in and told her that she might want a sweater. Hermione looked at herself in the mirror, she definitely looked like she was in mourning. Hermione looked through her wardrobe, she didn't have any regular black sweaters in there, nor did she have any in her drawer so she wore a black hoodie. "Stylin'." She said as she checked the mirror before she left her room. She was thinking on her way down what a lovely day it was, it was going to be fun as hell having to spend an entire day at a funeral home. Tomorrow was her dad's funeral, today was the viewing. Hermione walked into the kitchen, her mum was on the phone so Hermione made herself a bowl of cereal. She stood at the counter and ate it.
"Are you all ready?" Her mother asked. Hermione shook her head yes, and dumped her bowl into the sink. "Look sweetie I'm sorry about yesterday." She said. "I'm sure he is perfectly divine." Hermione's Mother said. "I shouldn't have said that." She said walking over to Hermione she put her arms around her and held her tightly.
"I forgive you." She said just so she would let her go. Hermione's Mum smiled at her and then turned and walked out of the room. She grabbed her purse and car keys.
"Coming dear?" She yelled from the front door.
"Yes," She said walking out of the room. They arrived at the funeral home, Hermione was scared she didn't want to see her father. But she got out of the car and followed her mother in, her mum was busy talking to one of the guys that worked there, Hermione wandered around, she found her father in a room, it was cold as hell in there. He was all alone and the head of the room, she stood in the back by the door. She wanted to cry but didn't. Her mother walked in a few minutes later.
"Oh there you are dear." She said putting her arm around her. She tugged at her to walk forward, but she wouldn't move. "Come on sweet heart." She said.
"No, I'm fine right here." Hermione said.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Yes, mother I quite sure." She snapped.
"Okay." She said walking on. She was bent over the casket talking to him. Hermione looked at her, she was disgusted for some reason. Hermione was startled by her Aunt Jane coming in, she hugged Hermione and told her how sorry she was for her loss. Hermione was just not in the mood, so after she waddled to the casket she went and hid in the corner. She was just not in the mood to have all these people around her. Draco had just woken up when Blaise walked into the room he sat in the chair to his right.
"How's it going?" He asked.
"Just fine." He said.
"That's good." He said. "Brought you some clothes, so you can at least look somewhat decent when you go see Hermione." Blaise said setting a black bag on his bed.
"'Thank you." He said.
"No problem." He said. "Well I think I better go now, tell Hermione I said hello." He said.
"I will." He said sitting up he went through his bag, it looked as though Blaise packed every black thing he owned. A little while later when Draco was told he could leave he got up and went straight to the bathroom, where he showered and changed. Not too long after he was standing in Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore explained to Draco that since they weren't at home that they would have to go to Diagon alley and then to the Leaky Cauldron and then they would actually have to travel through the muggle world. Draco didn't mind, he had always wanted to do that. So they set off on their adventure, which was most likely going to be a painful one.
Many people had come and visited Hermione in her corner. She had tried hiding in the bathroom but her mother came in and got her. She was flaming mad, she didn't want to be there. She didn't know why she wanted to keep the distance, but she did. She didn't want to be around anyone. She knew that it was mean and it was her father but she didn't care. So at about three o'clock she got up from her chair and walked out the door, and walked her happy ass home. It wasn't a long walk, but Hermione had stopped at a park and begun to play on the swings. She also stopped and bought an ice cream from the corner store. She sat outside the store and ate it. She was finally on her block walking down the street when she saw someone sitting on the porch, she could tell who it was even from the distance, when the shock wore off she began to run. Draco didn't see her at first, but when he did he brightened up instantly, she ran across the grass and to the porch. She threw her arms around him, Draco squealed, but still let her hug him. Hermione eyes filled with tears.
"What are you doing here? How did you get here? Oh I don't care. I never want to leave you again." She said kissing him. "I love you so much." She said when they parted from their kiss.
"I love you too." Draco said. They sat together on the porch for a while. Hermione's Mum came home and she wasn't in too good of a mood. She didn't say anything to Hermione for the rest of the night, she only talked to her to tell her that dinner was ready. Hermione and Draco didn't talk throughout dinner they kept as silent as Mrs. Granger. After dinner Hermione and Draco cleaned up while Mrs. Granger went to bed, she was accompanied by a bottle of Vodka.
"Draco, I'm scared what if she continues to drink after I go back to school? What the hell am I going to do?" She asked.
"I don't know. I really don't know." He said. "I guess try not to worry about it." He said.
"How can I not worry about it? She's all I have left. What if God forbid she had to get behind the wheel of a car? What if she gets in a wreck?" Hermione yelled she begun to cry. Draco looked at her a bit hurt, Hermione noticed this instantly. "She isn't all I have left." She finished.
"I know, but she's your mother and I know how you feel." He said. "I sometimes worry too." He said. Hermione went in for a hug, which made Draco shriek.
"I'm sorry." She said letting go.
"It's okay." He said.
"Wanna watch some TV?" She asked.
"Really?" He said excitedly.
"Yeah." She said confused.
"Well, you talked about it a lot, it got me all curious." He said doing this freaky hand thing down by his crotch, with both hands.
"Alright then, lets go." She said. So Hermione and Draco sat and watched TV until they fell asleep Draco laid across Hermione's lap. Mrs. Granger came down at about 8:30 she saw the two of them, anger didn't arise in her, she actually looked pleased. She walked into the kitchen and began to make breakfast. The smell woke Draco up, he was confused when he first woke up. He didn't know where the hell he was at first, but when he saw Hermione he remembered. Draco sat up very carefully and carefully nudged Hermione. Hermione woke up very slowly. "Hello." She said before she fell asleep again. Draco laughed at her. But a few minutes later she was completely awake and sitting at the table enjoying the coffee her mother had made. Hermione, Draco and Mrs. Granger sat around the table eating breakfast, Mrs. Granger took the liberty to ask Draco about his parents.
"So Draco, what are you parents names again?" She asked.
"Narcissa and Lucius." He said.
"And what is it your father does?" Mrs. Granger asked. Draco was about to answer when the phone rang. "Oh excuse me." She said. Hermione and Draco watched as she got up and went to the phone. "Hello?" She asked. "Yes, he is. Who may I ask is calling?" She asked. "Draco, it's your father." All three of their faces went to confusion. Draco got up very carefully.
"Hello?" He asked when he got to the phone.
"Draco Malfoy, what the hell do you think you're doing?" He yelled which Hermione and Mrs. Granger heard.
"What ever do you mean father?" He asked.
"What are you doing with that FILTHY MUDBLOOD?" He yelled. Hermione and Her mother heard that as well.
"Nothing, I'm simply here with my fiance and her mother, for her fathers funeral." Draco said. He knew that pissed his father off even more.
"Draco when you get back here me and you are going to have another talk!" He said sternly.
"What? You mean you're going to beat me again?" He asked. Lucius was stunned. "That's what I thought. Good-by father. Look forward to seeing you." He said hanging up the phone. Mr. Malfoy slammed his side down as well. Dumbledore was standing to Mr. Malfoy's left.
"How dare you let my son got off into the MUGGLE WORLD without my permission." He said to Dumbledore. You see they had apparated to muggle London, so that Mr. Malfoy could speak with his son, and not beat him.
"He asked me Lucius, so I let him." Dumbledore said before disapparating. Mr. Malfoy was left alone on the street.
"Ridiculous." He said before he apparated home.
"Wow, he was mad." Hermione said as Draco came and sat back down.
"I know." He said digging back into his breakfast. After Hermione and Draco cleaned up yet again they went to get ready, Hermione let Draco shower first. Hermione set out her clothes on her bed, the black dress her mother got especially for her fathers funeral. It was plain and black, just like the outfit she was wearing was. She took off her tights which she successfully didn't run she would just wear them again. She grabbed a black slip from her drawer and laid it out as well. She took her sweater off as well and laid it on the bed, her shoes were downstairs, so she was all set all she had to do was do her hair, while Draco was in the shower she decided that she didn't need to take one, that she was fine with just redoing her hair. It still looked somewhat decent from yesterday but she still put it up, not in a pony tail. She but her hair in a loose bun held up with clips. Some curls freed themselves from the bun, it looked nice. So she felt like a retard having to put back on the tights that she had just taken off, but she did. by the time Draco was done in the bathroom Hermione was done and sitting on the window seat, she stared straight at the door. God, she loved the way he looked in black.
"Wow." Draco said swallowing hard. "You look so beautiful." He said walking over to her. He kissed her on the cheek.
"You look hot as usual." She said walking into the bathroom. Hermione was glad that Draco didn't notice the cigarette smell. She had sprayed herself with perfume, she hoped it would cover it up. Hermione flossed, brushed and used mouth wash and threw in a mint or two, just to make sure her breath didn't smell. When she opened the door Draco was sitting there waiting, for her. He had a box of matches in one hand and an ashtray in the other. He smirked at her.
"Hermione you got some explaining to do." He said. Hermione laughed.
"But Drakie..." She wined, she realized she sounded like Pansy, and stopped. "I'm sorry darling, the urge came over me and I couldn't resist." She said smiling sweetly at him.
"It's okay, just please don't make a habit out of it. It's disgusting." He said putting the ash tray and matches back on the window sill.
"Okay I promise." She said. After a chuckle they went downstairs and sat on the couch they watched more TV. They waited for Mrs. Granger to come down. It was well after ten before she came down, she looked amazing in Draco's opinion. She was dressed far from funerally. She had on a gorgeous red dress on matched with shoes, lipstick and purse her hair was done in an elegant up do. "Holy shit mother." Hermione said. "You look...wow." Hermione said sitting forward on the couch.
"Yes, Mrs. Granger...wow." He said trying to control himself, he didn't want to drool or jizz on himself. "You look great." He finished.
"Really you think so?" She asked.
"Oh yeah." He said. Hermione nodded her head yes. She walked into the kitchen and drank the last bit of her coffee. "Is it wrong that I would so like to bang your mother?" Draco asked.
"Dude if she wasn't my mother what do you think I would be doing?" She asked him. They laughed together. Hermione got up from the couch and turned off the TV and slipped her shoes on. "Are you ready Mum?" She asked.
"Yes, I am." She said putting back on her earring.
"Groovy." She said walking into the living room. "Are you ready whore?" She asked.
"You bet I am Psycho." He said getting up rather slowly.
"Need any help?" She asked.
"No." He said.
"Good because I wasn't going to help anyway." She said walking to the front door. "Haha." She laughed walking out.
"Evil." He yelled.
"Need any help Draco?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"No." He said in a high pitched voice.
"Alright." She said walking out the door.
"Oh Thank you God, for letting me marry into this family." He said getting up, he walked out the door, he forgot to close it and lock it. Which he was made to do after he'd already sat down in the back-seat. So after he did that they drove to the funeral home. Hermione's mother was the first to get out of the car. Hermione and Draco were left alone.
"I'm scared." She said softly.
"I know you are. But I'm here." He said.
"I know." She said opening her door and getting out. She waited for Draco to get out of the car, they walked arm and arm. People had already arrived, they gasped as Hermione's mum walked in. They whispered about her. She didn't care she took a seat in the front row facing her husband. She sat confidently, Hermione was forced to introduce Draco to her family, and everyone else that was in the room. She introduced him as her fiance everyone was excited that she was getting married after the long introduction they finally took their seats next to Hermione's mother. They was a short service at noon, Mr. Granger was loaded into the back of the hearse so he could be taken to the cemetery. Hermione's mother resisted tears during that short service. Hermione couldn't help but cry as people got up and talked about how wonderful a man he was and how much he would be missed. Draco just held her tightly, he was a life size tissue. After the hearse was ready Hermione, Draco, and Mrs. Granger got back in the car and drove off to the cemetery. Finally the whole thing had come to an end, he was gone and partially buried, it had begun to rain as he was lowered down. Hermione's mum who had been drinking before they got out of the car danced in the rain. "Draco help me." She said trying to get her mother underneath the tent. All three of them were soaked. Hermione being the sober one drove home, Draco was yet again being used as the human snot rag. When they got home Draco helped as best he could to put her to bed. It was a first for the both of them, they had never had to put an adult to bed.
"Thank you." Hermione said after she'd changed her clothes.
"No problem." Draco said.
"What am I going to do?" She asked.
"About your mother? I presume?" He asked.
"Yes." She said in a sad voice.
"Can't she go stay with someone? Or someone come here?" He asked.
"I don't know, all my grandparents are dead." She said. "Maybe my Aunt Paula could come and stay, she doesn't have any kids, or a life for that matter." She said.
"Well, maybe you should call her." He said.
"Maybe I should." She said getting up and walking into the kitchen. She called her Aunt Paula. They talked for about and hour. Draco was left to entertain himself which meant watching TV. Hermione came back into the room all smiles. "That was easy. I suppose." She said sitting down next to Draco.
"She'll come?" He asked.
"Yep. She'll be here tomorrow." She said changing the channel.
"Hey I was watching that." He said.
"Duh." She said. "I'm a remote hog." She said.
"Would have never guessed." He said.
"This is why they have two or three TV's." She said.
"Well, I'm going to have one of these in every room." He said.
"Wouldn't have it any other way." She said. Hermione and Draco stayed on the couch until dinner time, when Hermione got up to order a pizza and Draco went to take a piss. Hermione and Draco ate on the floor in the living room, they were watching a movie, Nightmare on Elm Street, one of Hermione's favorites, she was glad Draco had never seen it before because she had a great time scaring him. "God, this is so much fun." She said picking back up her pizza.
"Not for me, could you please stop that?" He asked.
"If you want me too." Hermione said.
"Thank you." He said.
"Want another soda?" She asked.
"Sure." He said, Hermione dropped her pizza and got up and walked to the kitchen she opened the fridge and grabbed two cokes and walked and sat back down. "You know this movie, and pizza isn't half bad." He said.
"I know muggle life isn't so horrible as it's made out to be." She said.
"Could we do this everyday after we're married?" Draco asked.
"Don't see why not." She said. Draco smiled. "-but don't you think you'll get tired of it?" She asked.
"Well, it doesn't always have to be pizza, and Freddy. It could be anything, pasta and the breakfast club." He said.
"Oh now you know the way to my heart, but make it mashed potatoes and then we've got a deal." She said.
"Deal." He said.
"Sweet." She said. Hermione and Draco fell asleep on the floor in front of the TV they were watching the fourth Nightmare on Elm Street when they fell asleep. The Pizza box lay open on the floor between them, empty soda cans lay on the lid. Hermione and Draco held hands while they slept, they had pepperonis sticking to their hands when they woke up which was at 8:25 in the morning Aunt Paula was ringing the doorbell. Hermione shook them off her hand and got up and answered the door.
"Hello Sweetie." She said walking into the house.
"Hello." She said hugging her.
"Hello Draco." She said as Draco sat up on the floor.
"Hello." He waved.
"Is your mother up?" She asked setting her suitcase down by the door.
"No, she hasn't been up since we got home yesterday." Hermione said.
"Oh well, I'm going to go up and say hello to her." She said taking off her coat and hanging it in the closet.
"Alright." She said. While she was up talking to Hermione's mother, Hermione and Draco began to clean up the living room.
"That lady scares me." Draco whispered. Hermione laughed.
"She scares a lot of people." Hermione said, they laughed. When Hermione and Draco got done taking the trash out the doorbell went off again. Hermione left Draco in the kitchen, Aunt Paula was coming down the stairs as Hermione walked through the room. Hermione walked to the door and opened it and to her surprise there was Dumbledore. Hermione's mouth hung open. Dumbledore wasn't dressed normally. He had on shorts, and very loud button up shirt, and fishing hat and sunglasses. "Hello Sir come on in." Hermione laughed. Draco was just coming out of the kitchen when he saw him, he laughed and walked back into the kitchen where they could still hear him. "Aunt Paula umm...this is my Headmaster." Hermione said fighting back the laughs.
"Oh how nice to meet you." She said walking over and shaking his hand.
"Very nice to meet you as well." He said shaking her hand. "Now Hermione, are you and Draco ready to return to school?" He asked, Hermione was still fighting the laughter, so she shook her head no. "Well, then perhaps you should go and get ready."
"Yes, of course Sir." Hermione said walking away she went into the kitchen and got Draco they laughed and walked up stairs where they quickly packed everything they had brought from school. "What the fuck is he wearing?" She asked.
"I dunno. But he shouldn't be." Draco said making the two of them laugh. When they were done Hermione walked into her mothers room and kissed her good-bye, she was asleep so Hermione got out of there easily. Hermione said good-bye to her Aunt and walked outside to join Draco and Dumbledore. "Sir why are yo-"
"Don't ask." He said to Hermione.
"Alright I won't." They apparated back to the school. Hermione and Draco went back to their dorms. Draco walked through the door Blaise was sitting on the couch reading a book.
"Welcome back mate." He said looking over the corner of the book.
"Thanks." He said sitting on the couch.
"Did you have fun?" He asked.
"Loads, I got to watch TV and eat Pizza." He said Blaise gasped and sat up.
"I'm bummed I missed it." He said. Hermione walked through the portrait hole, Harry and Ron were sitting on the couch talking about something when they noticed her come in.
"Hermione!" They said together.
"Harry, Ron." She said dropping her bag and running over to them.
"Nice Dress." Harry said after they hugged.
"Fuck off I haven't changed yet." She said.
"So how are you?" Harry asked letting her sit next to him on the couch.
"I'm okay." She said.
"Really?" Ron asked.
"Really, I'm okay." She said.
"Good." They said together.
So in was now the beginning of December, November went by quiet and fast. Draco never got that talk with his father, and Hermione and him were glad. Hermione, Draco, Ron, Harry and Blaise sat at one of the tables in the great hall, they were playing Monopoly. Hermione asked her mother to send it to her, Hermione's mum was doing better, Aunt Paula had left, and her mother was happy. That women was getting on her last nerve. Everyone noticed the change in Hermione. She was more quiet and less bitchy to people. None of her close friends liked the change but they just went with it.
"Is this game ever going end?" Blaise asked.
"Nope." Said Harry and Hermione, since they were the only ones to ever play the game.
"Well, I give up, and I'm going to bed." Blaise said. Blaise stretched out and the checked his watch. "Fuck it's past midnight." He said.
"Are you for real?" Asked Ron.
"Yes." He said.
"Fuck well I'm off to bed." Said Ron.
"Me too." Said Ron and Harry.
"Goodnight." Hermione said.
"Night guys." Said Draco. They all said good-bye and goodnight to each other. Hermione and Draco were sitting there putting everything away. "How are you doing?" Draco asked.
"Fine why?" She asked putting the lid on the box.
"No reason." He said.
"Wanna sneak out?" He said. "Go for a walk?" He asked.
"Sure." She smiled. They snuck out the front door and went and sat by the lakes edge.
"Hermione. Are you sure everything's okay?" He asked.
"Not really." She said. "-why do you keep asking me?" She asked.
"Because you're so quiet, you're not you." He said.
"Sorry." She said. "Sometimes it's just hard to be happy." She said.
"Yeah I can imagine." He said. Out of nowhere Draco was wrenched off the ground. His father Lucius had him around the neck.
"Hello Draco, long time no see." He said, jerking him. "Stay back you bitch." He said to Hermione who just stared up at him. "What a disappointment you are." He said holding his wand to Draco's head. Mr. Malfoy threw Draco on the ground and began to kick him. Hermione sat frozen by fear. She watched as Mr. Malfoy kicked the shit out of him. "Disgrace my family." He said pulling him up by the collar of his shirt and punching him in the face. Mr. Malfoy rammed his face in the mud, no snow had fallen. Hermione was watching on, she didn't know why she wasn't helping him. But she knew that she had to, she got up from the ground, she picked up Mr. Malfoy's walking stick. She walked up behind him and brought it down on his head, Mr. Malfoy was taken aback by this and before he had time to do anything she hit him again, and again. Draco was watching her, and he was in shock. He had never seen her act in any real violent way. After about seven strikes and two kicks Hermione let the stick fall to the ground, she walked over to Draco.
"Are you alright faggot?" She asked.
"I'll be okay." He said as she helped him off the ground.
"Come on lets go." Hermione said. As they were walking away Draco was pulled back by his father, Lucius had his wand drawn and was ready to strike. Draco fell and hit his head on one of the rocks, he wasn't moving. Mr. Malfoy and Hermione stopped to look at him. Hermione had carefully pulled her wand out of her pocket. "Look what you did you fucking monster." She said. Mr. Malfoy turned to her with a sneer on his face. He raised his wand and was about to say a spell, when Draco leaned up and bit his leg. Mr. Malfoy screamed and turned to look down at Draco. He punched Draco again. "Avada Kedvra." Hermione yelled as Mr. Malfoy turned back to her. Mr. Malfoy's eyes bulged and his body went limp and he slowly fell to the ground. Hermione took a very deep breath and sunk to the ground. Draco looked around petrified.
"Hermione, are you alright?" Draco asked. Hermione was taking very deep breaths and she was crying.
"Yes, Kujo, I'm just fine." She smiled and crawled over to Draco. Minutes later they were joined by members of the faculty.
"Hermione, Draco are you alright?" Dumbledore asked leaning down to them.
"Yes,." They answered. After Dumbledore walked away Hermione leaned into Draco and whispered in his ear. "Happy Christmas." She said, they laughed.
A/N: Yes this is finally then end. Sorry it was such a long chapter but so many ideas, and I wanted to do a Christmas Chapter so I had to roll everything in one. See this is what you get when Jessica writes a really long chapter. -Gigglesnort- Sorry if it's not a perfect chapter, but oh well get over it. Surprisingly this only took like 5 hours to write...hehe I got distracted by Music, and shit.
Well, Happy Christmas. There should be an update before Christmas, but if there isn't, hope you get everything you wanted. So yet again Happy Christmas.
Total word count including authors note 7189. Happy Christmas.