Don't Deal With Love
By: Malfoy-Amazing-Bouncing-Ferret
Chapter 3: Questions The First Night
When Hermione walked into the Entrance Hall, she gasped. It was the most beautiful room she had ever seen. The ceiling was so high and had a dragon twisting around the dome-shaped ceiling. It looked like it was flying around in the dome. The walls were tall and white. There were two doorways. One, she guessed, that went to the kitchen and the other, probably to the family room. As her eyes wondered around the huge room, she saw a staircase that twisted around the huge room. In addition, at the top of the stairs, she saw none other that the 'Slytherin Sex God' himself, Draco L. Malfoy.
"Father, you're home!" he shouted excitedly. Then he saw Hermione and stopped. "What's that doing here?"
"Draco, leave her alone. I will explain later. After dinner. That, my dear Hermione, is when you will have your answers." Lucius said, putting an arm around Hermione and the other around his wife.
After a large and exquisite dinner with the Malfoys, Lucius ushered his wife, son and Hermione into the family room.
"Draco, Hermione, you both have asked me questions that I should answer. Draco, Hermione is here because two Death Eaters murdered her parents. To be honest with you, I have no idea who did it."
"Pettigrew and MacNare." Hermione whispered. Her eyes welled up with tears as Narcissa rubbed her back in a motherly fashion.
"Hermione needed a place to stay. She could not possibly stay in that house any longer. Surely they would go back to get her. She showed up at the Ministry and was asking around for a place to stay during summer holiday. Now you will not be as lonely as you were before, Draco."
"Now can I have somebody answer my question?" Hermione asked angrily.
"Hermione you, my dear, are not a Granger." Lucius said.