M&M's: Malfoys and Mudbloods
Chapter Thirteen: Hermione's Rose Earrings
Thoughts/Flashbacks
Meanwhile, Hermione wasn't the only one having memories of the past resurface as dreams…
"Darien!" Harmonia giggled as she squirmed in the princes' strong arms. He stopped tickling her, but held her tightly in his embrace. It had been two months since the two had met, and since then they had become inseparable. Harmonia was a frequent visitor to the wizarding world, enjoying all the things that the irresistible place had to offer.
The two were currently in Darien's chambers, lounging on his bed. "Oh my god, Darien, I've never had more fun before in my life." she sighed dreamily, remembering the days events. Darien had taken her by broom rideto a secluded waterfall, where they had spent the day swimming, in peace, away from the watchful eyes of their parents and the public.
"I love you Harmonia." he whispered softly in her ear.
Harmonia stopped laughing as she stared up at her blue-eyed boyfriend. "What?"
"I'm in love with you." he whispered again.
"Really?" he nodded, as her face broke out into a huge smile, "I love you too!" she threw her arms around him, and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. The two pulled apart and simply stared at one another, taking in every detail of their soul mate.
"Are you going to the ball that the Order is throwing tomorrow?" he asked, softly caressing her face.
She nodded, "Are you?"
"Yes, my family's presence has been requested by the head of the Order himself." He smiled, "I can't wait to see you all dressed up in your ball gown," he looked down at her wearing one of his large white shirts, "not that you don't look amazing right now." His smile grew wider as she blushed furiously.
"Darien? Are you there?" The voice of his mother broke the two out of their little moment. Harmonia suppressed a giggle as they began to frantically clean up.
"Um yes mother, just a moment, I'm getting dressed." He called back as Harmonia helped him fix his bed. He produced a pink rose and tucked it behind her ear before kissing her tenderly.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She whispered kissing him softly before touching a portkey and disappearing in a flurry of lights.
"Ok, you can come in now," Darien sat back down on his bed as his mother entered.
"She was just here wasn't she?" she asked as she sat beside her son, who stared at her in shock,
"Mothers intuition," she smiled, "You love her don't you."
Darien nodded, "And tomorrow at the ball, I will make it known to the universe."
Draco woke up with a start, What the hell was that? He sat up running a hand through his hair, unlike most dreams that he would forget as soon as his eyes opened, this one remained. Was it a memory? Was I with Hermione in the past? He racked his brain trying to remember more, I was in love with her, and she loved me. I was going to ask her to marry me... right?… Though try as he might, the Slytherin Prince would receive no answer.
Four months later, Hermione was still cooking meals for Andrew and his business clients, although the meetings were now far and in-between, Hermione found herself at Andrew's home at least once a week, enjoying his company.
The two had grown incredibly close, closer than Hermione had wanted. Don't get her wrong, she like Andrew, a lot; she just wasn't sure what to do. The truth was that the more time she spent with him, the more she wanted to be more than a friend to him. But ever since the night he had kissed her, and she told him no, he had respected her wishes and remained an ever loyal friend. She had even dropped hints, but either he was dense and didn't pick up on them or he was no longer interested in her.
It was now February and Los Angeles was in full swing, celebrating the month of love. The city was in a blanket of pinks and reds, hearts and cupids were everywhere. Hermione was sitting on her couch, lost in the thought that she must have pissed Aphrodite off in the past since she was having such bad luck in love now.
Her phone rang a few times before Hermione picked it up, "Hello?"
"Hey Hermione,"
She smiled, "Andrew, to what do I owe this honor?"
"I was wondering if you could come over and cook a special meal tonight… are you free?" Hermione checked her calendar and realized that it was Valentines day, "I'm having dinner tonight with a friend, just the two of us. I have all the ingredients for what I want to serve, if you don't mind could you make your famous cherry pie too?"
Hermione's heart skipped a beat, could it be that he was finally coming around? That he wanted to have a private dinner with her tonight. She knew he wasn't dating anyone, and couldn't think of any other reason why he would request his favorite dish at such last moment on such an important date. "Sure Andrew, I'll be right over to start cooking."
Andrew opened the door, and the sight of Hermione took his breath away, she stood before him in a red dress that clung to her body in all the right places. Damn his mind whistled, She's sure not making it easy for me to only be her friend. "Got a hot date later on tonight?" he teased as he moved aside to let her in.
"Maybe." She coyly smiled as she headed to the kitchen, he followed after her, watching the way her hips moved back and forth, teasing him relentlessly.
Hermione had taken her time preparing the meal, wanting everything to be absolutely perfect. She had really out done herself, she looked at the plates, happy with the way they looked she went and placed them out on the table. Andrew grabbed two wine glasses, while she went to his wine cellar to pick out the perfect bottle.
She walked back out to the dining room only to see Andrew in the arms of a completely gorgeous blonde. "I've missed you so much Andrew!" The brown eyed bimbo giggled, he smiled back at her and Hermione's heart broke.
She felt like such an idiot, she placed the bottle on the table and hurried towards the door, "Hermione wait!" Andrew's voice pulled her back, "Hermione this is Celia, Celia this is Hermione, she's-"
"His chef," Hermione filled in, completely ignoring the look of confusion on Andrew's face,
"It's nice to meet you Celia," she shook hands with the blonde who was still holding on to Andrew, "Dinner is on the table along with a complimenting bottle of wine." She couldn't bare to look at Andrew, "Good night Mr. Felton." And with that she rushed out.
Celia looked at Andrew who stared dumbfounded at where Hermione had just been standing.
"Well Drew," she gestured to the door, "Go after her, I'll make myself at home."
The golden haired man smiled at his childhood friend before going after Hermione, "Hermione wait!" he caught up with her in front of the elevator.
"Andrew, please, just let me go." She turned away from him, and wiped away a tear.
He turned her to face him, "Hermione why are you crying?" he put his finger under her chin, raising her face to look into his eyes. Her brown eyes were filled with tears, ripping at his heart, he hated to see her cry.
"It's nothing Andrew," she tried to pull away but he pulled her back, holding her close.
"Nothing, wouldn't make you cry like this."
"Andrew, I'm an idiot alright! Lets just leave it at that." She walked into the elevator, and pushed the button to take her down to the lobby.
Andrew followed her in, "You're not an idiot."
"Yes I am, you've been nothing but amazing and supportive, and I jumped to conclusions and made a fool out of myself in front of your super model girlfriend, and to top it all off seeing you with her in your arms made me see green which is stupid since I'm the one that pushed you away to begin with and have no right to be mad that you've found someone else!" she blurted out all in one breath.
Andrew hit the emergency stop button, "Wait, you're jealous of Celia?"
"I know it's stupid, but the past few months that I've spent cooking for you, talking in the kitchen, cleaning up with you afterwards, I found that I'm really comfortable around you, and it's the first time in a long time I've felt this way. I like you Andrew, but it looks like I figured it out too late."
He collected her into his arms, this time she gave in and leaned against his muscular chest.
"Hermione," he lifter her chin so she would look at him, "I'm not with Celia, she's a childhood friend of mine, there's no one I'd rather be with than you."
She sniffled, "Even if I'm all over the place and don't know what I want?"
"Hermione," he smiled, "I don't know what it is about you that draws me in, but I would wait forever for a chance to be with you."
A few more tears fell from her eyes as she too smiled, "Why did you have to be so perfect?"
Andrew chuckled lightly as he tenderly caressed her cheek, this time her eyes sparkled tenderly, warming his heart. He couldn't resist her anymore as he leaned in kissing her passionately. He smiled to himself as he felt her give in, melting completely to him and kissing him back.
The kiss turned less tender and more heated as his arm snaked around her waist, while the other cupped the back of her neck allowing him to deepen the kiss.
A moan passed from her to him as she felt her knees give, Damn, the man can kiss, she backed into a wall for support. The cold wood of the elevator came in contact with her back, while the warm body of Andrew came in contact with her front, it was a sensation that sent shivers down her spine.
Andrew pressed his body against Hermione, trying to get as closer to her as possible, she moaned as one of her arms wrapped around him while the other played with the hair at the nape of his neck. He was rather surprised when he felt one of her legs snaked around his waist, making her skirt rise up, exposing more of her creamy flesh.
The movement of the elevator brought the two out of their embrace, Hermione lowered her leg and blushed furiously, while Andrew sheepishly raked a hand through his hair. "I guess we got a little carried away there." He smiled playfully.
"Yea," she giggled, then looked deep into his eyes, "Andrew we need to take it slow ok?" he nodded as the elevator doors opened at the lobby.
"You want to come back up and join us for dinner?" he offered before she stepped out.
"No thanks, you catch up with Celia and apologize to her for me, I think I'll just go home tonight."
Andrew pulled her in for another earth shattering kiss, "Sweet dreams Hermione, I'll call you in the morning."
She kissed him again, "You had better."
Later that night as Hermione slept, another vision of her past came to her as a dream…
Harmonia was ecstatic as she got ready for the ball, she made sure that everything was perfect, her dress, her hair, and her make-up. She wanted to look perfect for Darien, she gazed at her reflection in the mirror and smiled, He'll love this dress she thought to herself as she sprayed on some perfume.
Her dress was the palest of greens with off the shoulder straps, the dress hugged her upper body revealing a well endowed chest and toned stomach. At her hips, the dress loosened and flared gently to the ground, pooling behind her was a small train.
Satisfied with her look she transported herself via portkey to the ballroom where the party was being held. Arriving in the main ballroom to find it already teaming with people, she began her search for her boyfriend. She smiled as she watched her best friend Pandora Paulson steal a kiss from her boyfriend Harold Peters, a noble man from a distant province. She jumped as a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist and soft lips pressed against the bare skin of her neck.
"Darien you scared me!" she exclaimed as he nipped playfully at her exposed flesh.
He chuckled as she turned around, "You my darling look absolutely beautiful." He kissed her softly, "Might I have the honor of this dance?"
She smiled as she took his offered hand, "Yes you may." She curtsied as he bowed, and let him lead her to the dance floor.
In the middle of their dance, Darien's father, Lucian cut in, asking if he could steal his son away for a moment. Harmonia of course agreed, it's not like you say no to a Lord after all. Darien was gone for all of three minutes, and when he returned he didn't look too happy.
"Darien, what's wrong?" she asked as she handed him a glass of wine.
"Nothing." He answered rather shortly, he looked down at her and softened at her confused expression, he had never been rude to her before, "I'm sorry Harmonia, I didn't mean to snap at you."
She looked deep into his eyes, "Darien something's bothering you, please tell me."
Darien looked up to the dais where the Paulson's stood, along side his parents about to announce a decision that would change his life forever. "What ever happens, remember that I'll always love you."
"Darien what's going on?" Harmonia's voice quivered, Darien's behavior was beginning to scare her.
He kissed her quickly, "I love you Harmonia." He whispered as he slipped away to join his parents at the head of the ballroom.
Harmonia watched him walk away from her, afraid of what was about to happen, she locked eyes with his mother, who simply looked at her sadly, and shook her head. Harmonia could barely pay attention to what Mr. Paulson was saying, and then the words sunk in. Harmonia blinked, praying she hadn't heard right... Darien, Her Darien was engaged to Pandora... Her boyfriend and her best friend? She looked up at Pandora who looked sadly at her, before turning her gaze to Harold who turned away and quickly left. Harmonia then looked at Darien who turned away from her gaze, confirming her worst nightmare. Her Darien had just been promised to another woman. She watched asPandora and Darien joined hands, slowly turning away she began to walk back towards her chambers, running by the time the tears began to fall.
After the ball Darien climbed up to Harmonia's room, he crept onto the balcony, it had been five hours since his arranged marriage had been announced, and his Harmonia was still crying. The sound of her sobs tore at his already broken heart. He pushed past the gossamer curtains to see her lying on her bed, her body shaking with sobs. He slowly approached her bed, and right before her got there she stopped crying, "Don't come any closer." she whimpered, "It's not right, what would people think if they found the engaged son of Lucian Malloy in the chambers of a woman not his betrothed."
"I don't care what they think, Harmonia, it's you I want to be with, I never wanted this, and you know that it's not what Pandora wants either, but we can't go against our parents. Apparently our union will join together our two worlds in peace" he sat down on her bed, and soothingly rubbed her back.
"Please, just go." she sobbed, "Don't make this harder on me." she inched away from his touch.
It was all too much for Darien to take, he pulled her to him, kissing her passionately, "Harmonia listen to me, you're the only one I'll ever love, no woman will ever be in my heart. Pandora is to be my wife, but you Harmonia, are my life, there is no me without you."
"But we can't, and I won't," she sniffled as tears streamed down her cheeks, "Darien, please, just go."
"Our love will be frozen in time, one day you will be mine again." he whispered as he kissed her goodbye. He disappeared into the night, leaving a small box in her lap.
Harmonia wiped her tears away as she carefully opened the lid, she cried as she noticed the small beautiful rose earrings, made of pink jade. They reminded her so much of her Darien.
Hermione woke up with a start and fingered her earrings, how ironic that they would find their way back to her after all this time. Walking to her fireplace she threw some floo powder in, "Syb," she whispered softly, not knowing if her former divination professor was awake.
While attending Hogwarts Hermione had thought that divination was a bunch of rubbish and that Trelawny was off her rocker. However as several of Trelawny's predictions came true, Hermione began to regard the woman with more respect. It was a hard job being a seer, with people always being skeptical of the art. Sybil Trelawny reminded Hermione somewhat of Cassandra of ancient Greece... the prophet who's visions would come true yet no one would believe her.
After a vision from Trelawny had led to Hermione's life being saved, Hermione treated both Trelawny and the art of divination with more respect. She knew that if anyone could help her explain this visions of a past life it was Sybil.
"Yes Hermione?"
"Was there something going on between Draco and I in our past that we don't know about?"
Sybil sighed, "I knew you'd figure it out someday," she paused as she contemplated what to say next, "Yes, you and Draco were together in a past life, and from what I understand, and remember, very much in love. In fact he was going to ask for your hand in marriage the night that it was announced he was to marry Pandora."
"If we were together then how come we don't remember any of it? Why were we led to believe that he and Pansy were meant to be?"
"Because of you my young lioness."
"What?"
"You asked me or rather who you were asked who I was in that previous life to erase the memories of you two together. You said that you didn't want to be reminded of what you couldn't have. You and Draco were in love, yet you hid it from your parents, someone of your station couldn't be seen with someone like him because of his pure blooded status. His family was a powerful pure blooded family that couldn't throw away generations of purity for something like love."
"Then why was Pansy allowed to marry him?"
"Her father was the best friends with Lord Lucian, long before you and Draco even met, he was betrothed to her, it was an arranged marriage that would bring about a powerful ally for the Order. It was an arrangement that neither of them knew of."
"Syblil!" a voice yelled as someone pounded on Trelawny's door.
"I think Draco had the same dream." she winced, "He wants me to let him in. I think you two should talk about it."
"No, I don't want to remember."
"You know that's not true, you know you want to know what happened just as much as he does, he may remember things that you don't."
"Syb, I'm not ready to see him, I've finally got things sorted out with Andrew, I'm happy, dragging up things that happened a lifetime is pointless."
Sybil nodded and bowed, "As you wish." She smiled sadly as she disappeared, back into the green flames.
Hermione rolled over and grabbed her WizMobile, "Draco Malfoy," she whispered softly as the little gadget began to beep and glow a soft green. It had barely rung twice when Draco appeared on screen. "Draco, don't say anything, just listen I know you've been having dreams of us in a past life, but that's all it is, a life in the past. You and I are over, please just let me get on with my life."
"But can't you see I'm a part of that life?" he pleaded.
"You used to be, but not anymore Draco, not anymore." And with that she ended the transmission, and shut her phone off. Draco was finally out of her life, and now she could look forward to starting anew with Andrew.
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July 18, 2006
