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Chapter 13
I looked in the mirror and bit at my fingernails nervously. My hair was drawn back into a messy bun, and I was wearing a black skirt and a pink button up shirt, with black high heels.
"You look fine." Draco told me, getting out of the shower.
"I'm not nervous about how I look, fuck that. I don't care about that. I'm nervous about seeing my father again."
"Well, you're going to have to hold me back from beating the snot out of him." Draco replied, spraying his cologne on him and then sliding a shirt on. I smiled at him, and walked out of the room. I went down to the dining room even though I didn't have much of an appetite.
"Hey, Tori, remember, Draco and I will probably be back around… well, he says around four, but normally trials last longer than that, don't they? But, anyway, remember to make Kassy read her books for muggle school, okay?"
"Why do you insist on making her go to Muggle school, besides, what books? She's going to kindergarten, remember?" Draco asked, walking into the room and dropping down at one random chair.
"Well, she may be a witch, but its good to know things about Muggles. Besides by the time she gets to Hogwarts she'll be just like I was. Smar-"
"You mean an insufferable know-it-all?" Draco smirked at me as he nibbled at some toast. I stuck my tongue out at him.
"No, she'll be smart, and know about twice the stuff that everyone else knows."
"Not the kids who came from rich, Death Eater families."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, when I was growing up, my father told me I HAD to make the best grades. He threatened to beat me if I didn't. But so I could make the best grades, he made me study every kind of book there was, I could read up some Edgar Allen Poe when I was five."
"So could I, he was my favorite author. Still is." I replied. Draco shut up for the moment. We ate and when the clock struck twelve we left by floo powder to the ministry again. We went the same way up to the same floor up to the same office and met up with the same girl.
"Hello again." She smiled sweetly at us, "Your trial is ready, it's going to start at two, like I said it probably would, and it will last approximately two hours." Wow… Draco was right, only two hours… " Your father is being held for the moment in a room on the 82nd floor. It's… twelve ten now, so you can go down to the lobby or Diagon Alley while we wait for the trial to begin."
"Thank you." Draco said and stood up, "Do you want to go to Diagon Alley?" I nodded my head. I hated the ministry building. So we left and went to a restaurant in Diagon Alley. I ordered my food, since it had been a few hours since breakfast and I hadn't eaten then.
"Are you still nervous?" Draco asked me.
"Well… yea, but since they're using potions and spells on us, I guess I'm not as nervous." Draco put his hand on mine.
"We'll celebrate tonight, okay?" He whispered in my ear and I giggled a little bit.
"And what do you mean by celebrating?" I questioned and Draco just smirked.
"Oh nothing…" He kissed me softly, and the kiss deepened until we heard someone cough. The waiter stood smiling at us and placed our plates down in front of us. I dug into the small hamburger.
We sat at the small table for a long time, me thinking about everything and Draco trying to console me. We left as the clock reached ten to two.
"Welcome back! You can go ahead on into the court room." The woman said to us and Draco dragged me into the court room. A few people were sitting in the "audience" area, and I saw my father sitting in a chair. He glared back at me as I kissed Draco on the cheek and then moved to sit in the only other chair there was. I could see that my father had a pair of magical handcuffs on around his wrists. They would allow him do to certain things, but not much. Nothing that would allow him to get away or allow him to harm someone.
I breathed in deeply as the Counsel called 'Order!'
"Hermione Anne Granger, please stand for the Counsel." I obeyed the order given to me by Fudge, standing in front of the twelve people, the members of the Counsel, "Please step forward and take the three potions on the table." Yet again, I took the order and walked forward to the tale 10 feet in front of me. I drank the potions, ignoring the taste, "You may sit down now, miss Granger."
They put me though a series of tests, and I don't remember anything. Not a single thing they asked me or what I said, but I know by the end of my tests I was dazed and on of the women on the board was crying.
"You may go sit in the stands miss Granger." Fudge said, growling. I smirked slightly, but got up, groggy, and walked back to the stands, where Draco was waiting for me. He hugged me and I put my head on his shoulder, and before I knew it I was asleep.
A/N: I AM SO TERRIBLY SORRY! I got carried away with writing a new fanfic I was writing and I just.. I'm really really sorry! I'll try to post as much as I can from now on.
