Disclaimer: I just own my dear Beverly. The rest sadly belongs to J.K.Rowling.

A/N: I'm sorry for not updating quicker but I started to correct the first chapter and I am on exams this last few weeks…. Don't worry, I have the next steps of this story planned.

Now, enjoy!

LAST CHAPTER:

"I can't believe it, Hermione!" Ron yelled furiously raising from his seat, "you and Malfoy? You could have chosen anyone and you choose our arch nemesis? What's gotten into you? Has he spilled a potion in you drink? Cast a spell while you were sleeping?" he looked deeply into my eyes.

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"Go… go away…" she managed. But I wouldn't leave her like that, I hate seeing her cry and more if I am the cause of it! I lied down on her bed, near her and encircled her back with one arm. I started to stroke her hair gently and after some time she looked up at me. Her face was tear-stroked, but she smiled slowly at me. I hugged her tightly and murmured sorry into her ear and then kissed her. It was a sweet kiss, not passionate, but full of love. I closed my eyes and smiled, savouring the moment.

Just then I heard bangs on the window. I looked up and when I saw the black owl, I closed my eyes again. No, not now. I didn't want a letter from my father now. I untied the letter from the owl's claws and it flew away. My eyes widened as I saw who had send it. I was expecting some kind of answer from my family, but not this one.

My parents' story

By: A.Lupin

Chapter 19: the love of a mother and of a best friend

I got it and without moving Hermione who had just fallen asleep, read it. A slight smiled appeared on my face. Once I finished it, I left it on the floor and went to sleep, Hermione still between my arms.

As I said before, I am not a morning person so when I saw the light that came through the window I covered myself with the sheets of the bed (although they didn't stop the sunlight from coming to me).

"Wake up, sleeping beauty," someone said sweetly by my side.

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"Where's sleeping beauty? I want to see her!" Beverly said enthusiastically looking around.

"I was talking about your dad."

"But…" she looked confused.

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"Hmmm?" I mumbled and turned around to face her. She was sat on the edge of the bed and already dressed in her school robes. "Why are you up so early?" I asked her trying to pull her down.

"Get up, sleeping beauty," she repeated, "its quarter past eight". She grinned.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" I said trying to sound furious, but she still grinned and kept looking (or staring) at me. "I know I am a sleeping beauty and I don't mind you repeating it because I know you love my looks soooooo much."

"What makes you think that?" she said mockingly indignant.

"Constant stare?" I asked stupidly.

"Then I'm queen beauty." And with that, she turned away and walked passed the door to the common room. She had won this argument, but not the next! I do not stare at her just because of her looks!

"Draco, I've found a letter on the floor of your room with the Malfoy's crest, you don't mind if I read it, do you?" she pleaded. She had the right to know, didn't she? I just couldn't deny her anything she said with that tone of voice…

"Thanks!" She hadn't even waited for an answer!

19. Hermione

Dear son,

How are you doing? Severus has told me that you are doing greatly and that your grades are maintaining. I am proud of you, Draco.

As you must imagine, this letter I have sent is not only to greet you and ask you how you are doing. Two days ago your father Lucius was furious. Nearly mad. I have never seen him like this since the fall of Voldemort, so you are clever enough to imagine the magnitude of his temper.

At first, I did not know what had caused it, but each minute a different owl came through the window and left a letter addressed to your father. Except one of them, which was addressed to me.

As you suppose, Blaise sent that one. He has always shown more respect for me than for your father and I am glad I asked him to tell me if anything important happened to you during this last year.

I was not surprised with what it said. The day you asked me for the Malfoy's ring I knew this would happen.

And to tell you the truth I am glad. I am proud of you. I thought you would continue your father's steps, but it seems that you won't. It might surprise you and you may not understand it, but it is true. I did not marry your father for love. We were engaged since the day we were born, just like Pansy and you. I do not think he fell in love with anyone else, but he had his one-night-stands and his particular whores while we were at Hogwarts. Of course I also had, but just a few, I was not changing constantly of as your father. I am happy that you are more intelligent than him and realized you cannot marry someone you do not love and I am also gland for Pansy, who I'm sure also is.

You asked me for the ring, but you did not tell me or your father you were going to propose to her, which made me a bit suspicious. This late behaviour has assured me what is going wrong. You have fallen in love with who you shouldn't have. Blaise told me who she is, she is Hermione Granger. You have always been very demanding with girls and I am sure that if you are sure she is the one for you, she will reach my standards. Your dad thinks furiously that all you feel for Hermione Graner is a temporal carnal desire but I don't agree. I am sure that you need more than 'temporal carnal desire' to defy a whole group of wizards highly skilled in dark arts. Apart from that, since the first day you wrote your first letter from Hogwarts you mentioned her and since that day she has been the girl you've talked about more when you were back home, even if your dad doesn't want to admit it.

I do not know who she is, therefore I cannot judge her. For what I have been told, she is a muggle-born, she is the best friend of Harry Potter, she is Gryffindor's golden girl, she is Head Girl, she is the most intelligent girl of your age, she is brave and loyal and you love her, I do not doubt that.

What should you do? I am not the appropriate one to give you advice but I will tell you one thing: do what you think. Do not get influenced by other people or by happenings. Do what your heart dictates.

Love,

Narcissa Black Malfoy

Wow. I did not know he had such a deep relationship with his mother, but I am happy he has someone that has loved him and that he can trust. And she is an impressive mother and woman for what I have seen. I smiled broadly as I thought that she had not directly judged me. Draco was fortunate to have a mother like Narcissa. And another thing that intrigued me was how she had signed.

Narcissa Black Malfoy

That just shows she doesn't like loosing her surname only because she married Lucius Malfoy and that she is self conscious and has thoughts of her own. I admired her, even if I had only read one letter from her.

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"You were really proud of Mother, weren't you?"

"Of course I was, who wouldn't?" she said surprised at his reaction.

"I want to meet her, I want to meet her!" Beverly shouted eagerly.

"You will, you will. Just let us finish the story and we'll go and visit her," Draco said calmly.

"Okay!" she jumped happily as her parents smiled lightly.

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"Hey 'Mione" Harry said as I tapped his shoulder. Ron mumbled something and Ginny also said hello.

"Hi, to all" I said and sat down between Ron and Harry. Ron continued to eat without raising his head from his plate and Harry nodded and smiled slightly at me. All breakfast was going to continue like this, so I decided to stop it.

"Honestly, Ronald!" I hissed and sighed, waiting for him to hear. He just ignored me and continued to eat. "Roooonald Arthur Weasley!" I yelled. Then, he did

look up from his plate and sighed.

"Can you please leave me eat alone?"

"NO! I want you to listen to me!" I nearly shouted in his face. Now, nearly all the Great Hall was looking at us.

"But I don't want to listen to you," he got up ready to leave the Great Hall.

"You're not going anywhere until you listen what she has to say, do you understand, Weasel?" I turned around to see Draco towering Ron a few inches away and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt. I smiled. After all Draco was softie, he wanted me to resolve my problems with Ron.

"No, I just was looking for a bit of entertainment, Hermione" He said trying to sound cool.

"Daddy, don't pretend, we all know you did it for her," Beverly grinned. Hermione ruffled her hair and kissed his husband's cheek which was a bit rosy from his daughter's comment.

"Let's continue;" she announced.

Ron struggled to get out of Draco's grip but he wouldn't let him.

"OK, ok, I'll listen to her!" he managed. He turned to me and then said harshly, "what?"

I sighed and told him we could go outside the Great Hall, as I that most students were looking in our direction. He nodded and leaded us outside, to a deserted classroom. He stormed in so quick I didn't even have time to close the door.

"Ron…I…,"I didn't know where to start and he was looking at me impatiently and tapping his foot, "stop it, ok? If we need to resolve it, we both have to be willing to do it, not only me." He relaxed a bit and the frown from his face was a bit less harsh. "hmmm…where shall I start?"

"When did all start?" When he said that, I decided I had to tell him all. Everything, even the things I had not told anyone. He deserved it after all the things he's had to go through because of me.

"Since first year, I've found Draco Malfoy…interesting. Yes, that's the closest word. I wanted to know what it was like to be him, what thoughts ran through his mind, how was it to be from the dark side…," he was looking at me trying to hide disgust. "Oh, no. I didn't like him them. I've hated him until this year, I just found him curious. I loved our arguments. They were a routine for me I couldn't live without." I hadn't told anyone this, but with time I had realised it was true.

"I kept hating him until this year, when we were both made Heads. I don't know if it was the teenage hormones or what but we started to flirt and well…we ended up together without wanting it. I tell you, it was not what I had planned. It just happened. We were spending more time together being Heads and we also lived in the same common room…," an uncomfortable silence filled the room.

"Ron, I would understand if you didn't want to…," but I stopped when he came to me, smiling sweetly and his eyes watery.

"I'm glad you've found your one," he came and hugged me tightly.

"Does that mean you approve our relationship?" I asked, taking advantage of this affectionate moment.

"No way! I will not accept it! I still don't understand what you see in…"

"Ronald Weasley!" I said jokingly and punched his arm.

"I don't approve it, but who am I to forbid you from going with him? You wouldn't listen to my advice anyway. But please don't make out with him in the corridors or flirt with him like all the other girls! It would make me sick! And if he does something to you…I…I'll kill him, I promise Hermione." His voice went serious at the end. I was sure he was going to do it. I smiled softly and hugged him lovingly.

"Hey, Weasle get away from my girl," a cool cold voice said from behind me.

"She's also my friend, remember? I'll do what I like with her," Ron fumed.

"What am I, your toy?" I asked starting to get annoyed from their comments. I heard footsteps and some arms circle around my neck protectively.

"Of course you are a toy, everyone is. I am your toy, you are my toy. The toy I love. My favourite toy." Draco said huskily into my ear. His words made a shiver run through my body. I smiled to myself, that was the Draco that I fell in love with. I turned to kiss him.

"What did I tell you, 'Mione? No snogging in the corridors!" Ron yelled and everyone in the corridor turned around.

"Why not, Weasley?" Draco said provocatively as he towered over the red-headed.

"Ronald, Draco!" I nearly shouted but they didn't take notice. I sighed, "Honestly!" and walked away, a smile forming on my face as I left them sending killing looks to the other. I grinned to myself. That was life.

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