A/N: Thanks to my reviewers... TheDevilsSeductress (love your pen name!), Snow Mouse, Steelo (thanks for the tons of reviews!), and Alenor! Sorry this took forever...
Happy Family
After Hermione got Draco to change, he still wanted to play Quidditch so she resolved to another most hated phrase of children, "Maybe later."
"They always say that!" he said, throwing a tantrum. Hermione simply watched, unmoving, as he started banging on the floor and howling about Quidditch. He stopped to see her indifferent face before starting up again. After he had worn himself out she scooped him up and carried him up the stairs and was about to walk into the now half asleep boy's room before realizing who was in there. She changed direction and laid him in her bed before falling asleep herself on a chair.
Hermione awoke only a few hours later to banging and screaming which was causing sobbing from Draco. She quickly gathered the scared boy in her arms before taking him to find out what was causing the noise. There was pounding and hollering at the front door and when she peeked out the front door she saw to her shock and horror, a group of about ten Death Eaters. It seemed there was a barrier around the house not letting them within a few meters of the house. She watched their spells bounce of and listened to them scream to give them Draco and Blaise. She hurried up stairs and listened behind the door of Draco's room. "Zabini!" she hissed. "Zabini answer me!"
"Make them shut up! I'm getting a headache." he moaned. She rolled her eyes.
"You still under that spell?" she asked.
"No, thanks by the way. How'd you undo it?" he asked. She checked her pocket to make sure his wand was there. She put an invisible shield around herself and Draco before unlocking the door and entering the room.
"Rhyme." she stated.
"Nice barrier. The one outside and the personal one. Two person is hard." Blaise stated. She raised an eyebrow.
"I guess you heard the spell." she said, setting Draco down, who started poking at it.
"Amazingly, I mean over this mess." he said, gesturing to the window. "I don't care though, I'm free. I mean after all that time, even if it's only for a few hours, it's great!"
"How long were you under the spell?" Hermione asked, picking Draco back up so he couldn't try what looked like slamming into the barrier.
"Hey!" he hollered. "It's mean to pick me up all the time!"
"Sorry dear, just trying to keep what's left of your memory." she said, sitting him on her lap once she'd sat on the bed.
"I know," Blaise said sarcastically, "it's horrible having a hot girl holding you." He smirked.
"Eww!" Draco said, scrunching up his face. Blaise laughed and Hermione, still shocked, looked at Blaise.
"Sorry, but I'm just so happy to not have to do anything with Pansy. Do you know how ugly she is?" Blaise asked.
"I don't stare at girls." Hermione stated, looking at Draco, who was trying to get off her lap.
"I know what you're going to say but I have to ask, can I have my wand back?" Blaise asked.
"We'll see." she said, watching Draco smirked at Blaise.
"She treats you like a baby too!" he said.
"We'll at least I'm not a pouty, spoiled, little five year old." Blaise said, smirking back.
"Maybe not, but you act like one." Hermione said. Blaise's jaw dropped.
"At least I'm not an innocent self right virgin." Blaise said, in an obvious jest.
"Well that can't be me." Hermione said, a sharp gleam in her eye, "I'm not innocent."
"Little virgin ears." he said.
"You're right, Draco shouldn't be hearing this." Hermione said. Draco glared at Blaise.
"What? No way, who?" Blaise said, now excited.
"Don't know him. He's my ex now though." she said. "I dated him for almost two years too."
"Dang! You must look way better then I thought under those tents you wear." Blaise said, smirking. "You get a guy to be with you for two years and he waits all that time, you have to be."
"Thanks." Hermione said sarcastically. "Anyway, it's almost ten and those blasted Death Eaters are still banging away. How long have they been there anyway?"
"Almost two hours. The first hour they tried to sneak in and then they asked for my help. Then they tried to break the barrier. Now, they're just pissed." Blaise said.
"How do we make them go away?" Hermione asked. "Do you think Dumbledore would come and scare them off?"
"For you? Yes." Blaise stated, "but it isn't necessary. I could get rid of them if I had my wand."
"I think we can wait." Hermione said.
"Or we can send them away before anyone goes insane." Blaise added.
"Stop making me the bad person!" Hermione snapped. "I'm... going." she said, scooping Draco off her lap and walking out of the room. She locked the door, much to Blaise's dismay and checked that she had Blaise's wand before undoing the two person barrier and locking herself in her room. She knew Draco wouldn't hurt himself too much, he was a brilliant five year old.
"Mia!" she heard Draco say, outside the door. She groaned. It had been half an hour and even though she had cried for fifteen minutes she felt bad. Crying usually exhausted her and then she'd fall asleep and wake up in a good mood. This time, it didn't help much at all. She sighed and walked over to the door while rubbing her eyes. She put a simple glamor charm on to hide her red eyes, her blotchy skin and her probably pink nose.
"Yes dear?" she asked, opening the door. She saw Draco standing there with, surprise surprise, Blaise. "Why'd you let him out of your room?" she asked, leaning against the doorway.
"He seemed lonely." Draco said. "Anyway, he said that the Death Eaters will leave soon. Can he take me flying then? He said he would if you said yes."
"Let me talk to him first." Hermione said, "Then we should eat lunch. If the Death Eaters are gone then probably."
Draco walked away happily. Hermione however looked very tired and exhausted. "You okay?" Blaise asked. Hermione's head snapped up, a frown was etched on her face. She glared at him.
"Of course." she snapped, "because I'm overflowing with joy!" she hissed sarcastically. "I have to watch a five year old version of my worst enemy, trap his best friend in his room and I have no help. Did I mention the Death Eaters? So of course, I'm peachy!"
"Whoa," Blaise said, grabbing her shoulders and steering her towards the bed, closing the door. He forced her to sit down before sitting on the floor by her legs. "relax. I can help. What, you think I was evil these past five years by choice?" Hermione gave him a look. "So I'm a Slytherin, that's because of my name. I hate my name, so what? I'm supposed to praise a fucking hypocrite?"
"Language." Hermione said. Blaise rolled his eyes. "I saw that." he laughed at her.
"You're as bad as McGonagol. Eyes in the back of your head." he said.
"Whatever. You play Quidditch?" she asked.
"Yeah, not for the Hogwarts team though. Draco plays seeker and while I could beat him, I don't want to play for the team. That and while beating Potter is fun and I'd become popular as hell, I like staying in the shadows." he said with a shrug. "He won't fall by the way." Blaise said, looking at Hermione. "I remember Draco when he was five. He can fly miles without even noticing if it's raining."
"Fine, after lunch, if the Death Eaters are gone. You can use my broom. Draco has his own." Hermione said, standing up.
"Haha, no." Blaise said, turning serious. "You look like hell, I know without even removing the glamor spell. Take a nap, you can eat after that. I'll keep him busy." Blaise watched as she sat back down before leaving. Hermione made sure she had his wand and her own and that he didn't lock the door before letting out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.
Hermione slipped off her shoes and looked down at her school uniform she hadn't remembered putting on. Dumbledore probably spelled it on her while she was asleep. She slipped it off to reveal her pajamas before slipping under the covers. She almost instantly fell asleep.
"Mia!" she heard what had to be Draco say from outside the door. She heard the door open and sat up just as Draco pounced on her legs. "The Death Eaters have been gone for two hours and I've had lunch and a snack and Blaise's story is done. Can we go flying now?" he said impatiently.
"I don't know." Hermione said. "What time is it?"
"Around one-ish." Blaise said.
"Hmm... give me a few minutes to change and then let me check to make sure they're really gone. If they are, we'll go." Hermione said. She got out of bed and while Draco jumped up and down with joy, Blaise froze and watched Hermione stretch. Blaise watched her shirt rise the tinest bit to reveal her perfectly tan and flat stomach, her top revealed her tan arms and it dipped pretty low. Considering it was a thin silk top, it left little to imagine, only her legs which were covered by her pants. Blaise was brought back to reality by Hermione pushing the two out the door.
Hermione slipped on some jeans and a shirt. She grabbed a thin jacket after lacing her shoes on and put that on as she went down stairs. She saw the two boys there, Blaise looking at Draco talk happily about his broom. Hermione smiled before opening the front door, catching Blaise's attention. She walked around the house, checking everywhere. The barrier was gone. She guessed it went up when there was threat. She sighed. At least she wouldn't be the one flying.
She entered to see the two boys ready to fly, standing, Draco with his broom in hand. Hermione accioed her broom quickly as they headed out the door. She handed it to Blaise as they made their way to a clearing about the size of the pitch at Hogwarts. Draco got on his broom and was in the air instantly. He started doing laps. Blaise too, lifted off but hovered so his feet weren't even two inches off the ground.
"Aren't you coming?" he asked.
"There's two brooms." she stated.
"So?" he asked, scooping her up and fling fifty feet off the ground in a flash. "Would you like to fly or would you rather go to the ground?"
"The ground sounded nice." she mumbled as she climbed on in front of him.
"Comfy?" he asked.
"Shut up." she hissed. "Evil bastard." He smirked before shooting off after Draco. He could feel Hermione tremble. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing her against his front. (Minds out of the gutters, they're flying with a five year old!) Hermione leaned against him. For some reason she felt safe.
"Who has the ball?" Draco said.
"The golden snitch? Hermione." Blaise said.
"What? I do?" she asked dumbly. Blaise stuck his hand in her pocket and fished out his wand. He created a snitch out of thin air before putting his wand back in Hermione's pocket. Draco and she assumed Blaise closed their eyes and counted to twenty in sync.
"Go!" they yelled at the same time. Blaise didn't move but Draco shot off. He searched the clearing quickly. Before moving quickly to the middle of the clearing.
"It's right there." Hermione stated. Blaise looked at her.
"Where?" he asked.
"Are you blind?" she asked. She sighed before taking control of the broom and zipping over to it and grabbing it effortlessly.
"You're pretty good." Blaise said.
"No, I'm just use to snatching Harry's." she said. "Any way, where's Draco?"
"Over there." he said. Draco was sitting there, looking at something. Hermione flew them over at a much slower speed then Blaise would have.
"What are you looking at?" Hermione asked as they got close to him.
"Look." Draco said simply, pointing through a few branches. The Death Eaters were there, about half a mile from where the house was, a quarter from the ground far bellow them. They were arguing loudly over what to do.
'We can't go back without them. We'll be punished.'
'We'll look like we hardly tried if we go back now.'
'But the barrier is too strong!'
"Let's go back to the cabin." Hermione said. Blaise nodded and Draco followed silently. They flew back to the house quickly, much to Hermione's dismay. It seemed to cheer Draco up. The three sat in the living room listening to the seconds tick by.
"What do muggles do for fun?" Blaise asked Hermione.
"Lots of stuff." she said.
"What do they do when they have to stay inside?" he said.
"Watch movies, bored games, make food, whatever they can find." Hermione said with a shrug.
"You bake food... for fun?" Draco asked.
"Sometimes." Hermione said.
"How is flicking a wand fun?" Blaise asked. Hermione laughed.
"Think much Blaise?" Hermione asked. "Oh, phone Blaise, it's your brain. It's calling you stupid." she said. The two looked at her.
"Phone?" Blaise asked. "What's that?" Hermione sighed.
"Never mind, let's go bake cookies or something." she said. Draco jumped up.
"COOKIES!" he yelled. Hermione watched him run around in circles before pulling on her hand. "Hurry! We have to make the cookies!"
"Oh no!" Hermione said dramatically, "too weak... to... go on." She fell back onto Blaise's lap. "Go on without me!"
"Get up!" Draco demanded, exasperated.
"I'll get her up." Blaise smirked. He started to tickle her. Hermione started to laugh really hard. She rolled onto the floor laughing. It took her a good minute or so to calm down.
"Fine fine, let's go." she said, letting Blaise help her up. Draco shot into the kitchen while Hermione and Blaise followed.
"Let's see..." Hermione said, looking around. "If I was Dumbledore, where would I put the food?"
"In a cupboard that made what you wanted to magically appear." Blaise said, opening a small pantry like door.
"Yes, that's Dumbledore." Hermione said, pulling out all the dry ingredients.
"Isn't that amazing?" someone asked far away, watching them in a mirror.
"Yes Minerva, it is. They look so happy." an elderly man said.
"Yes Albus." Minerva said, "Just like a happy family."
"That's great." Snape said in a very bored voice, "but how long until I get my two students back?"
"When I get Miss Granger back." Minerva said.
"Patience. This will take a while, but I guarantee that you'll get them back, after Christmas actually."
"That's a whole semester!" Flitwick said.
"Yes, but that's how long it'll take for Draco to grow up properly and for Blaise and Hermione to create a inter house friendship." Dumbledore said.
"That's much too long! What are we to tell Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley?" McGonagol asked, thinking everything through.
"The truth, she's helping me with something. If they want to know more, send them to me." Dumbledore said, eyes gleaming. Everyone except Snape smiled. Snape sighed. How'd he get pulled into working at this mad house again?
A/N: I know it's short and late and the grammer probably stinks but it's up!