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Chapter 5: Let the Taunt begin
Draco fled for an out of town trip to the Pacific the moment Ginny accepted his favor. Ginny, on the other hand, apparated to the Malfoy Manor to take care of Jayze who was still sleeping beside his mother.
"I swear, if Malfoy doesn't put up to his word I'm going to kill him." Ginny talked to herself as she delicately carried Jayze and transferred him in his crib.
"Hermione, you know what? I really think Malfoy already changed so why don't you stop hurting him and wake up right now. Even our beautiful son is hurting, do you know that?" Ginny sighed as she picked up a toy.
"Of course you don't," Ginny continued. She made a feeding bottle ready for Jayze the moment he wakes up. Good thing the Manor is full of house elves, it means less work for Ginny.
"Sod off, Malfoy." Hermione said as she recovered from the humiliation of thinking something awfully beautiful and good about Draco.
"Well, well, well, who knows the Mudblood has good tastes?" Draco smirked even wider.
"For your information, Malfoy, I did not think of you as a perfectly handsome being. I thought of you as a very egotistical prick, you bastard." She huffed.
"Whatever you say, Granger, but I know better."
"Get over yourself, Malfoy. Your overly sized head might just blow up for all the compliments you are fishing," Hermione said.
"See, you did compliment about me." Draco laughed a hearty laugh at that. All Hermione could do was glare at his jolly face.
"Why are you even walking with me?" Draco stopped laughing and looked at her.
'Yes! I struck a nerve!' Hermione rejoiced inwardly. This time she was the one to smirk. But to her dismay, Malfoy only started laughing hard again. She waited for at least five minutes for him to stop, people even started staring. She scowled at him when he finally regained his composure.
"Okay, okay, hehe. I'm back. Who could ever imagine that you can make a Malfoy laugh like that?" Draco rhetorically asked.
"Whatever do you want, Malfoy? You just laughed at my outfit, that's over now, you can go back to the two big lump of meat and an Italian pureblood you call friends." Hermione spat.
"Granger, don't get your knickers in a twist. And I am not laughing about your outfit. It's kind of cute on you like that, you know," Draco said.
"Ron is right. The world has gone mad!" Hermione retorted, her eyes bulging.
"Granger, speak a word of what I said to anyone and I will kill you." Draco threatened. Hermione only smiled at him.
"I wouldn't want the whole school to laugh at my face because their favorite Slytherin complimented me." Hermione crossed her arms as she said this.
"Now may I ask why you made me wear this stupid clothing?" Hermione asked in a frown.
"It's for a laugh really, but, well…" He started to scratch the back of his head. Hermione started to tap her foot.
"You actually carried yourself pretty good and looked sophisticated." He stopped walking and started to sprint back to Hogsmeade.
"See you later, Granger!" He waved at Hermione as he jog, leaving her stunned at what he said.
'I looked pretty good and sophisticated? Is that really Malfoy whom I was talking to? I must be coming in for a cold. All this dress up thing is giving me a headache!' Hermione walked faster to get into the safety of the Heads Commons.
"Oh no! Jayze, are you alright?" Ginny walk up to who fell on his knees while playing with a ball. (he's already 11 months old).
"Funny, you don't even cry a single tear. Are Malfoys this tough? Even in childhood?" Ginny asked herself as she carried Jayze to heal a scratch on his knee.
"Of course we are, Weasley." Said a portrait of Lucius Malfoy.
"How can I forget?" Ginny said not looking at the portrait.
"You better not leave a scratch on his knee. It would be a disgrace," He said again. Ginny started walking out of the Hall of Malfoys with Jayze.
"Honestly, Jayze, how thick can your grandfather get?" Ginny asked Jayze who just smiled at her. She caught a glimpse of the fire and saw a head poking out of it.
"Malfoy!" Ginny exclaimed at the sight of him.
"Oh, thank goodness you're here!" Draco said.
"When will you get home?" Ginny asked, kneeling down in front of the fire, Jayze beside her.
"In a month, I think. Jayze isn't getting you into trouble is he?" Draco asked.
"No, he's an angel as usual." Ginny informed him.
"Can I see him?" Draco asked, longingly. Ginny settled Jayze on her lap for Draco to see him.
"Jayze! Do you miss Daddy?" Jayze cooed and although Draco was wishing for it to happen he was still surprised.
"Daddy!" Jayze shouted through the fire and then coughed.
"Ginny, did I hear him right!" Draco got excited when he heard it.
"Yes! Oh Merln! He spoke!" Ginny was ecstatic.
"I wish I was there with you, son. But you must go. The ash is not good for you. Bye, son. Thanks a lot Ginny. I promise to make it up to you. Oh, one last thing. Please tell Hermione I love her. Thanks again. I'll try and floo again tomorrow." Draco said, but before he disappeared he saw a glimpse of Pansy behind Ginny preparing for an assault.
Pansy swung her bag and aimed at Ginny. Ginny was hit in the head and collapsed beside the fireplace. Jayze crawled to Ginny and shook her head.
"Pathetic brat," Pansy said and walk straight to the Master's bedroom where Hermione was sleeping.
"Mr. Malfoy, I would like to speak to the Heads tonight. Is it possible for you and Ms. Granger to meet me at my office in fifteen minutes?" Dumbledore asked Draco when he spotted him entering the castle.
"Sure, Professor. I will just look for Granger." Draco semi-politely said.
"That's splendid, Mr. Malfoy. I will be waiting." Dumbledore smiled at him with his eyes in their usual twinkle.
"Right," Draco nodded and started to walk to the West Tower where their common room is.
"Oh, and Mr. Malfoy, The clothes looked great on Ms. Granger." Dumbledore winked at him and whistled as he entered the Great Hall. Draco looked astounded.
'How did he know that?' He asked himself but shrugged and walked again. When he reached the portrait to their common room he spoke the password.
"Russet Curls,"
"Yes, dear, and she's inside." The girl in the portrait said but was looking around.
'Guess her boyfriend strayed around the castle.'
"Excuse me. Russet Curls," He repeated.
"I told you, she's inside." She said again but continued to look around.
"Yes, you told me that, but it would be a great help if you open up and let me enter," He snapped at the girl. The portrait only looked sad at his comment and swung open.
When he finally entered he walked straight to Hermione's door to knock. He didn't notice her laying in the couch in deep slumber.
"Where could Granger be?" He asked himself and was about to sit on the couch but finally noticed Hermione.
"Great Scott, Granger. I almost sat on you!" Draco exclaimed but Hermione just stirred in her sleep.
"Granger?" Draco asked and was suppressing a laugh when he noticed that she was still wearing the jumper he gave her. He looked at her and, well, studied her in a way.
'Who could imagine bookworm Granger has legs like that? If she flashes that to the whole school population, who knows, she might end up with a mob of admirers,' He told himself but shook it off. He pushed Hermione lightly to wake her up.
"Granger," He said as he continues to shake her.
"Granger!" He shouted.
"Granger, wake up!" He was becoming irritated so he stood up and carried Hermione in his arms.
"If you don't want to wake up, I will just have to go to Dumbledore with you, sleeping. At least we are not going to be late. Stupid Mudblood," He told a still deep in slumber Hermione.
Hermione, on the other hand, wrapped her arms around his neck (for support I guess)
"If I didn't know better, this is sexual harassment," He said as he adjusted Hermione in his arms. He made their way to the Gargoyle. Thanks to Quidditch, he managed to carry Hermione to Dumbledore's office in a breeze.
'Good thing students are still outside. No one will see me carrying this goody- good Gryffindor," He said.
"Pink Pasties!" He chanted and the Gargoyle leapt aside revealing a spiral staircase. He started up and met by oak doors. He knocked lightly.
"Come in," Said Dumbledore from behind the door. He pushed the door using his shoulder.
"Mr. Malfoy, glad you could make it. And, Ms. Granger?" His eyes twinkled at the sight of Draco but was puzzled when he saw Hermione in Draco's arms.
"She was sleeping, I can't get to wake her up so I decided to carry her here." Draco informed the Headmaster and adjusted Hermione again.
"Oh, well, I think it best not to wake her up." Dumbledore conjured a comfy bed and motioned Draco to rest her there. Once Hermione was settled Dumbledore motioned for Draco to sit down.
"What are your plans for the Christmas break, Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, I think we could drop the formalities, professor. Granger won't wake up for a while, I think." Draco glanced at Hermione as he said this.
"Okay then. What do you plan then?" Dumbledore asked through his half-moon spectacles.
"Father wants me to join the Dark Side by then. And get my Dark Mark." Draco informed him. Dumbledore nodded.
"And Ms. Granger?" Dumbledore asked again.
"They want her to spit any information about Potter," Draco said.
"I see," Dumbledore settled his back on his chair.
They noticed that Hermione was having a convulsion in her sleep (more on Draco actually).
"Professor, I think something is wrong with Granger." Draco told Dumbledore who, at that time was massaging his temples. Dumbledore looked up and saw that what Draco said was true.
"I think she's sick professor. She is abnormally warm earlier." Draco informed. He stood up to tend to Hermione but before he could reach her, she was gone.
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