Chapter 8

"Hermione… will you be my girlfriend?" he asked pulling out a shrunk bouquet of roses from his pocket.

"Wow. Um… of course!" she smiled.

Blaise smiled and got up. He hugged her tightly and she felt something. She couldn't explain it. It was like, a magical force pulling her to him.

He leaned down and captured her lips with his own. It was their first kiss.

Draco POV

"Marco!" he shouted searching for Marco.

He finally found him with an Egyptian healer near to entering a tomb.

"Marco!" he said relieved and pulled Marco to a tight hug. They had already explored half the world yet there was no cure. Draco began to get worried but he couldn't give up.

"MMMMmmmmm!" Marco smiled.

Draco held his hand they walked into the dark tomb. Inside, there was an old healer. A man. Draco asked him in Egyptian if he knew a cure for Marco but he sadly shook his head.

Draco could feel his tears begin to fall. No one knew how to help. In the chorus of a month he had been to at least fifteen countries and every single one had given him the same answer as the ones from England. He could not stand it.

"You will talk Marco. You will." He said determinedly more to himself than the child.

"Mmmm." Marco gestured to a fireplace.

"Do you want to see Pansy?" Draco asked.

Marco nodded as tears began to form in his eyes.

"This trip might get cut short." He thought.

Hermione POV

She had just spent an amazing night with Blaise. He had taken her to the Eiffel tower and they had the most romantic night of their lives. Hermione was happy. She and Blaise had been a couple for a little over a month now.

"Hermione?" a voice asked from behind her.

She turned around and Draco was right there.

"Draco!" she smiled and hugged him.

"Hey Hermione."

"I thought you would be gone longer than a month!" she cried.

"Yeah well, Marco misses you." He told her.

"Really? Where is he? Wait! I have to tell you!" she smiled.

"What?" he asked.

"Blaise and I are going out! We are now officially a couple!" she smiled.

After a short pause,

"Wow." He said but it sounded rather forced, Hermione did not notice.

Suddenly, with a small pop, Blaise Zabini appeared in front of them.

Draco couldn't help but think, 'Speak of the devil.'

"Hey Hermione. Draco! I thought you would be gone longer man! Welcome back!" he greeted.

Draco plastered a smile on his face.

"Hey Blaise. Long time no see."

But inside Draco was close to screaming out, 'Get away from her and get away from me!' Good thing he had very, very strong will power.

"So Draco, how'd it go?" Blaise asked with a smile as his hand had snaked its way to Hermione's waist.

Draco was fighting hard not to cut it off.

"Not so good. I dropped Marco off at the manor. I guess traveling doesn't suit him much."

"Really? What could I do to help?" Hermione suddenly asked as she came closer to Draco and Blaise's hand fell to its owner's side.

"Well, Marco said he missed you. Would you like to come to the manor? He keeps asking for you." Draco smiled.

"Sure! I know! I could stay for the night right? I really want to spend time with Marco. We haven't been spending enough time together." Hermione smiled.

"Sure." Draco beamed and inside he was laughing at the shade of purple Blaise's face had turned into.

"Great! I'll just pack a little!" Hermione smiled and dashed up to her room.

Draco and Blaise were left together at the living room.

"So man, what is up? I mean, you haven't been keeping in touch." Blaise asked.

"Well, you know the usual stuff. Me and pansy are actually going through trouble right now coz of our situation. I told you about it before right?"

"Yeah. I remember. Good luck and remember to invite me on the big day." Blaise smiled.

Draco smiled back but Blaise couldn't help but notice that the smile did not quite reach his best friends eyes.

"Draco! I'm ready!" Hermione declared suddenly running down the stairs.

"Great. Bye Love, I have got to get to work." Blaise told Hermione and gave her a peck on the cheek that almost drove Draco insane.

Blaise disappeared in a pop.

"So Hermione, lets get going." He smiled.

"Let's go!"

They both apparated away to Malfoy manor.

"Marco!" Draco called.

Marco appeared behind a painting of one of the Malfoy ancestors.

The moment he saw Hermione, he jumped and ran towards her. He hugged her knees again and didn't seem to want to let go.

"Hey Marco." She smiled.

The rest of the day had been so wonderful to her. She had played with Draco and Marco and she was having a blast! She was given a room right between Marco and Draco's rooms. She had read a muggle story to Marco and he seemed to enjoy all the childrens books she had bought for him while he and Draco were away.

She was currently reading in front of the fire in her room.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." she said absent-mindedly still reading her book.

"Hermione?"

She looked up and gasped. It was pansy.

"Pansy?" she asked.

She just nodded.

"What brings you in this part of the manor?" Hermione asked.

"I… I need your help. Its… it is about Draco." She said, her voice trembling.

"Sure. Take a seat." Hermione comforted.

Pansy looked up and Hermione saw her former enemy with her eyes full of tears.

She ran to Hermione and sat next to her finally letting the tears fall.

"It's just… we need to plan something as soon as possible for Marco and Monty's sake and he wouldn't comply! I feel he does not care. I do my best to become the lady of this house and caregiver to boys and Draco but he doesn't seem to notice or he doesn't care! I feel so abused." Pansy cried.

"Don't worry. I will talk to him." Hermione assured comforting the pain stricken girl.

The next day, Hermione found Draco on his way out.

"Draco!" she called.

He turned around and when he saw her, he smiled.

"Hey Hermione. What's up?"

"I just wanted to speak with you concerning Pansy." She said seriously.

His reaction to this was that his eyes became stone cold once more.

She explained to him everything pansy told her. He just stood there and listened.

"I shall handle this after I handle my affairs for the day." He told her and disappeared with a pop.

He reappeared in the ministry of magic and went through the usual censors. He got through and went his way.

He arrived at the elevators and rode until his floor.

He pushed open a white door and smiled. He was finally there. 'The department of Mysteries', where all prophecies are placed.

Authors Note:

Well, what do you think? Any comments or suggestions?

Please help me with the plot! I need so much help!