Don't Deal With Love
By: Malfoy-Amazing-Bouncing-Ferret
Chapter 2: A Place To Stay
She ran until she could not run any longer. By the time she stopped running, the sky was pitch black and she was already in the next town over, London.
'Okay, now I need to find the phone booth to enter the Ministry of Magic. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to catch Mr. Weasley before he leaves for the Burrow.'
Eventually, she found the entrance to the Ministry. When she got to the front office, she asked the only witch that would listen to her if Mr. Weasley were available.
"I'm sorry Miss, but he just clocked out and left for home. Is there anything else I might be able to help you with?"
"Perhaps you can." she said quickly, while looking around and ironically seeing Lucius Malfoy walking through the front lobby. She was guessing that he was leaving to go home.
Automatically, he stopped and looked at Hermione, smirking. 'Oh great, that's all I need, a Malfoy. Please just leave, Malfoy please.'
"My parents are…well, they've just been murdered a few hours ago. By Death Eaters. I have been running for a while now. I just need help. A place to stay, until I go back to Hogwarts." she explained.
"You're welcome to stay with my family. My son will be going back to Hogwarts as well." Hermione turned to see Lucius looking at her.
"Wh-what?" she asked, clearly startled.
"That's settled then. Thank you Mr. Malfoy." the witch said.
"Not a problem. Come along…Hermione, is it?"
"Yes."
"After you." he said, opening the door of the phone booth. "We will be traveling by vehicle, if you don't mind."
"No, sir." she retorted. "Not at all."
"Please, call me Lucius." he opened the car door for her.
Most of the way to the Malfoy home, they were both quiet. Then, Hermione decided to break the silence. "Mr. Malf-" he looked over at her. "Sorry. Lucius?"
"Yes?"
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why are you letting me stay in your home? I mean, I am a mudblood. I have no business being in your home." she asked quietly.
"My dear, do not call yourself such a foul name. I have my reasons, at which you shall find out over time. Besides, Draco is bored and has been complaining to me about not being able to do anything." he answered.
An hour and a half later, they pulled into the drive. Moreover, Narcissa was at the door waiting for her husband. When she saw Hermione, she just stared wide-eyed at the young woman in front of her.
"Lucius is that?" she asked.
"Yes, it is." he answered rather gruffly.
"Oh, dear! It's so good to see you!" Narcissa cried as she threw her arms around Hermione.
"Mrs. Malfoy?"
"Please, Narcissa. My name is Narcissa." she said wiping tears from her eyes. "Come in dear. Make yourself at home."
"O-okay."