M&M's: Malfoy's and Mudbloods
Chapter Sixteen: Mr. and Mrs. Felton
Thoughts
Before Andrew could ask why Hermione was in his arms yet thinking about Draco, the phone rang, "Hello?" he answered curtly.
"Andrew? Is Hermione awake?" the soft voice of Pansy spoke.
"Yea, Pansy, hold on."
"How is she?"
"I think she just had a bad dream, she's shaking right now." He handed the phone to a trembling Hermione.
"H-hello?"
"Hermione, you need to come down to London Memorial Hospital now."
"Pans, I'm fine, I just needed to rest."
"No Hermione!" Pansy's voice began to shake, "It's Draco, there's been an accident."
"I'll be right there." Hermione hung up and jumped out of bed. She frantically got dressed as Andrew swept her into his arms, trying to calm her down.
"Hermione, what happened?"
"It's Draco, he's been in an accident, he's at London Memorial, I need to go to him." She whimpered as she clung to his shirt.
Andrew nodded slowly, "I'll take you there, come on." He pulled on a pair of jeans and grabbed his coat, "Let's go."
Hermione rushed to the waiting room, Andrew not far behind. She managed to hold it together on the ride over; emotions were swirling within her at the thought of loosing Draco. Her strong resolve broke when she saw the redden eyes of her fellow family members, the floodgates opened and she collapsed to the floor crying heavily. Andrew stepped forward to comfort her, but Neville held him back as the women went to hold her all of them crying together.
"Let them work their way through this, they need each other right now." Neville explained as Andrew nodded, noticing that all of the husbands were standing off to the side.
"Hermione?" Daphne appeared, her white lab coat and blue scrubs stained in blood, Draco's blood. Hermione looked into the teary eyes of thesandy haired genius. "Draco's asking for you." Hermione nodded and stood up, "I don't know what to tell you, the hospital won't let us transfer him till his stable, which means we can't move him to Mungo's until they say ok. Dr. Athena Kyle is his attending, and she's a muggle but her sisters a witch, so she knows of our world and will help us transfer Draco to Mungo's when he's ready." Daphne tried to soften the news as the two walked towards Draco's room, "Hermione," she paused at the door, "It doesn't look good. We've done all we can, it's up to him now whether or not he wants to live. Medically speaking he's lucky to even be here. Draco's body is strong, it's his soul that needs a reason to live."
Hermione nodded as she wiped away her tears before stepping into the cold room. She took in a shaky breath as she noticed Draco's still form, bandaged and bruised lying there, tubes running in and out of his body. She approached slowly, sitting at his side, she tenderly took his hand in hers, smiling through her tears as he opened his eyes. He smiled back at her, and she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, as they rolled in crystal gems down her cheeks.
"Shh…" he wiped her tears away, "Bookworm, don't cry." His own voice wavered as he pulled her closer, forcing her to climb into bed with him. He held her close as she cried,
"You can't leave me Draco. I'd be lost without you. You can't leave, I won't let you." She sobbed into his hospital gown. "I need you." She whimpered softly.
Draco brought her face up to look into her eyes, "I promise you Hermione, I'm not going anywhere. Daphne and Dr. Kyle told me my condition and I know what lies in the road ahead. It won't be easy, but I'm going to fight to live." The determination within his eyes, sparked hope within her.
She smiled, "Good," sensing the need for a mood change, "Cause otherwise, I'd bring you back and kill you myself."
Draco chuckled as she brushed a strand of hair from his face, where he noticed her engagement ring. "Does he make you happy?" he asked softly.
Hermione looked away, "Yea, he does." She replied, "He absolutely adores me."
"I'm sorry I couldn't give you what you needed back then."
She moved even further away, "The only thing I needed was you."
He patted her hand gently, not wanting to alienate her even more, "Well I'm happy that you're happy. Andrew's a great guy, and damn good looking if I say so myself." He teased playfully causing Hermione to giggle.
Just then a rather attractive young woman came in, wearing a pair of black designer pants, and green turtle neck under her white lab coat. Her espresso colored hair had been left down in soft waves, she had sparkling silver eyes that lit up at the prospect of dealing with magical folk."Hi, I'm Dr. Athena Kyle," she held out her hand to shake with Hermione, "You must be his wife."she flashed a charming smile, as Hermione crawled out of the bed and shook her hand.
"Um, not his wife, his best friend," she corrected while blushing.
Draco simply smiled, "Alright doc, lay it on me."
"Well Draco, the good news is that you're healing at an accelerated rate, which I'm sure has something to do with the magic flowing through your veins. The chances of you surviving are growing." she smiled as both Draco and Hermione breathed sighs of relief. "However, there was some injury to your spine. We won't know for another couple of days if you'll be able to walk." Dr. Kyle watched as Draco nodded and Hermione's face fell as she clutched his hand to her heart.
"I will walk out of here on my own two feet."
Hermione smiled at his determination, "And I'll be there every step of the day."
Dr. Kyle checked her watch, "Well he needs his rest, and I'm sure the rest of the group wants to see him."
Hermione nodded, "I'll see you tomorrow." She kissed Draco's forehead.
Dr. Kyle and Hermione walked back to the waiting room. "I don't know what you did Hermione, but his vital signs jumped when you went into his room. I think that having you by his side will help him get through this."
"Well then by his side I will be." Hermione smiled softly.
The entered the waiting room where eight people were waiting anxiously. Dr. Kyle smiled, alleviating the worry, "Draco's taken a turn for the better, looks like he just might make it." She paused as the group cheered. "Visiting hours will end in ten minutes, but you guys can go see him now." She side stepped as the group rushed past her. She shook her head and followed them down the hall.
Hermione turned to Andrew, "Come on love, let's go home." She kissed him as she took his hand, entwining her fingers with his.
"So, he's going to be alright?"
Hermione nodded, "Yea, he's got one hell of an immune system and will to live."
The next day Hermione returned as promised, with flowers, food and Andrew in tow.
The two men smiled cordially at one another, both still a little unnerved at having a doppelganger.
"Look!" Hermione squealed, handing Draco a folded paper, "It's my restaurant." She smiled happily as Draco opened the sheet.
"Wow, it looks great Hermione."
"Yea, she did an amazing design job." Andrew smiled fondly at her.
"You designed this?" Draco looked at her in awe.
"Part of it, Andrew did most of it, he is after all the architect."
Draco nodded, "When will it open?"
"Should be in three months." Hermione smiled happily.
"Well a restaurant opening sounds like the perfect motivation to get you walking again." Dr. Kyle entered and did a double take between the two men. "Twins?"
Both men shook their heads, "Just a random coincidence."
Dr. Kyle glanced between the two men once more before moving on the check Draco's vital sign's.
"What's it called?" Draco spoke up as Dr. Kyle took his pulse, "The restaurant, what'd you name it?"
"BW" she smiled, "It's short for Book Worm."
Draco smiled that she was using his nickname for her,"It suits you well." Hermione blushed as Draco turned his gaze to Andrew, "So, when's the big day?"
Andrew put his arm around Hermione, "A week after the opening." Hermione leaned against him, "And then a three week honeymoon to the Caribbean."
Two months later the couple was in the kitchen, Hermione was preparing a new dish for the restaurants opening when the doorbell rang, Hermione looked at Andrew questioningly, "Were you expecting anyone?" she asked as she got up to get it, he shook his head, no. She opened the door only to see a well-dressed man and woman standing in front of her. "Hi." She smiled warmly.
The elderly couple simply stared at her, "Is this Andrew Felton's residence?" the man looked down on her, as if she had the plague.
"Yes, hold on," she moved aside to let them in, "I'll go get him for you." She walked back to the kitchen where Andrew was stirring the dinner.
"Who was it love?" he asked, as she returned.
"Um, there's an old couple in the hallway asking for you." She turned off the burner as Andrew headed to the hallway, Hermione by his side.
As soon as he entered the hallway he froze, the man and woman turned to face him, "Mom, Dad." The words just fell from his mouth.
Hermione gasped, "Oh my God! You're his parents! I should have recognized you!" she exclaimed happily as she moved to hug them. "It's so nice to meet you."
The woman smiled at her, "I'm Mrs. Felton and this is Mr. Felton," she introduced her and her husband, Andrew was still to stunned to say anything, "And who are you dear?"
"I'm Hermione." She replied, a little stunned that Andrew's mom didn't know who she was.
"Hermione, it's very nice to meet you, are you Andrew's new maid?"
Hermione simply stared at her, "You don't know who I am?" her voice started to waiver, as she turned to look back at Andrew who was staring at his father, who was rather rigid.
Andrew's mother shook her head, "I'm sorry dear, should I?"
Hermione struggled to hold back her tears, "No," she shook her head, "It was silly of me to think that you would know me, his maid." She glared at Andrew as she rushed to their bedroom.
"Hermione wait!" he ran after her, but his father caught his arm.
"What are you doing? Felton's don't chase after the help, after her performance here you can't possibly keep her."
Andrew tried to wretch his arm away from his father, "Dad, back off!" He ran after Hermione.
He found her in their bedroom throwing things into a suitcase. "Hermione what are you doing?" he approached her cautiously.
"What!" she turned around and glared at him, "You're not seriously asking me that!" she shoved the last of her stuff in her suitcase, glad that even though she had been living here for the past two months, she had lived out of her suitcase, so busy she had barely had time to unpack.
He wrapped his arms around her, "Hermione, why is this bothering you so much?"
She shoved him off of her and closed her suitcase, "Do you not realize that your parents have no idea who I am!" she yelled, "We've been dating for two years, you asked me to marry you! You claim to love me, but you couldn't even tell your parents about me. Were you ever planning on telling them? Or were you just planning on never marrying me?" she angrily wiped away her tears, "I don't have parents, the only thing I long for, you have, I looked forward to meeting them after all the things you said they said about me. But you lied, they don't even know about me! What else have you lied to me about? Do you even love me?"
Andrew stared at her in shock, her question breaking his heart, "Don't be stupid, you know I love you."
"So now, I'm stupid?" she picked up her bags and started to walk out the door,
"No Hermione, I didn't mean it like that and you know it." He started after her again.
She turned around suddenly, "You know what, I am stupid, stupid for letting love screw me over again." Her voice wavered as she headed towards the front door.
Andrew's father glared at his son as he returned, chasing Hermione who was holding a suitcase, "You will not speak to me in that manner, I am still your father, and you will treat me with respect." He raised his voice, "You should fire her," he glared at Hermione, "Help shouldn't be so insolent."
Hermione shifted the suitcase in her hands, before glaring at Andrew "Don't bother, I quit." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I quit being your maid," she spat out the word, "I quit the restaurant, and I quit us." She pulled the engagement ring off, and threw it at him, before leaving the apartment and running to the elevator, stepping in before Andrew had a chance to fully understand what just happened.
Andrew stared at the ring that had bounced off of his chest, leaving a small mark on his heart where the ring hit. It looked so sad, and lonely lying there discarded on the floor. He slowly bent down to pick it up, ignoring the ranting of his father.
"What the hell did she mean she quits us! You were engaged to that woman?" his fathers voice boomed loudly throughout the hall.
Andrew glared up at his father, "I love her dad, I'm in love with her, and nothing you can say is going to change that. I don't care if you like her or not, she will become my wife!"
"Don't you take that tone with me young man, I brought you into this world, I take you out of it!" his father threatened, yet somewhat proud that his son had finally had the courage to stand up to him. Maybe it's the real thing with this maid-woman, he's never defended a girl with such conviction before.
"Oh, Louis shut up!" his mother snapped at her husband before bending down to Andrew's level. "Go after her Andrew, I'll deal with your father."
"Thanks mum." He grabbed a jacket and headed out to search for his amber eyed goddess.
Hermione sat in the cab, as he drove aimlessly around the city, "Hey, where to?" the cabbie asked, looking at her sympathetically through the rear view mirror.
"Starlight Towers please." She sniffled as the man nodded.
Fifteen minutes later, Hermione was knocking on Draco's door. Grand Dame Malfoy answered the door, "Hermione! What a wonderful surprise!" the elderly woman hugged her, "It you're looking for Draco, he's not here. Blaise took him to his physical therapy appointment." She enveloped Hermione in a grandmotherly hug.
Hermione looked at her strangely, "He didn't tell me he had an appointment today."
Azdaja covered her mouth, realizing she had let something slip, "Oh honey, I might as well tell you. He's been doubling his physical therapy so he can walk in time for your opening next month."
Tears gathered in her eyes, "He is?"
Azdaja nodded, "I've never seen a more determined man in my life." She smiled warmly at Hermione, "Why don't you come in and have a seat, I'll make us some tea." She led Hermione to the living room, "Draco should be home soon anyway."
Hermione sat on the couch as she watched Azdaja disappeared to the kitchen. Hermione looked around Draco's apartment; it had been while since she had been here. Sure she had been by his side for all his appointments, but she never came into the house, as if it held too many memories of what could have been. She looked at his mantle which was filled with photos, she stood up to take a closer look and gasped, every single photo was either of her, or them as a couple.
"He's never gotten over loosing you." Azdaja's soft voice caused Hermione to turn around, "He hasn't seen anyone in two years." She handed Hermione a cup of tea. Hermione sat there silently, feeling guilty for pushing Draco out of her life. "I'm glad you're back," Azdaja patted her knee, "I don't think Draco would have made it if you weren't here by his side."
Hermione smiled sadly, "Even though we're not together, I couldn't live in a world without him in it." She looked away, "I wouldn't have survived if he hadn't made it." She added softly.
Azdaja's eyes grew wide at Hermione's admission before smiling knowingly, She still loves him, I knew a love as strong as theirs couldn't be denied.
Just then the front door opened and closed, "Grandmum?" Draco's tired voice rang out.
Azdaja gathered her belongings, "Do you want to take over tonight?" she asked Hermione in an effort to rekindle the couples love. Hermione nodded, "Great, thank you child," she kissed Hermione's forehead, "I'll see you later." She left Hermione on the couch.
"Welcome back Draco." She smiled as she pulled on her coat, "I have to run, my replacement is in the living room,"
Draco wheeled himself into the room only to see the woman who was burned into every fiber of his being. "Hermione?"
She smiled at him, but Draco immediately noticed that it didn't reach her eyes, "Hey Draco."
He wheeled himself to where she was on the couch, "Hermione what's wrong?" he took her hand in his.
She produced another fake smile, "Nothings wrong, I was just thinking about what to make for dinner."
Draco stared deep into her eyes, "Food never makes you this upset, what's really wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong." She tried to insist.
"Hermione, I know you better than anyone, how can you think I wouldn't notice that your smile didn't reach your eyes. The sparkle is missing."
A few tears escaped her eyes, as Draco pulled himself to the couch beside her, she fell into his embrace, "Everything's wrong Draco, everything."
He ran his hands soothingly through her hair, "There, there" he cooed softly, "Tell me everything, what happened?"
"I met Andrew's parents today, and they had no idea who I was. His dad thought I was his new maid, and when I flipped out at Andrew, his dad told him to fire me. I told him not to bother because I quit, I quit the restaurant, and that I quit us. Then I threw the engagement ring at him and stormed out." She replied rather calmly, but looking into her eyes, he could see the storm raging within. "Two years. We've been together for two years, we're engaged for Merlin's sake! How could he have not told his parents about me?" The anger and pain of betrayal growing within her. "Every time I mentioned his parents, he would have a reason on why I hadn't met them yet, but that they were dying to meet me. He lied to me about them, what else has he lied about!" she took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself, before looking down in shame, "We can't even be honest with one another, how are we going to make a marriage work?" she looked back at Draco, "I can't even bring myself to tell him what I really am, that I'm a witch, and I'm flipping out cause he didn't tell his parents about me?"
"Hermione," he took her face between his hands, "It's understandable why you're having such a hard time telling him of your past, because it affects not only you, but me and the rest of us and the wizarding world as well." he kissed her forehead, "Go to him Hermione, I've only known one love stronger than Andrew's love for you. Give him a chance to explain."
"You really think I should?"
It broke his heart to say yes, but he nodded, "Yea, I do."
Hermione gave him a small smile, but a real one this time, "Thanks Draco," she stood up to leave before remembering Azdaja had left and she needed to help Draco.
"Go Hermione, I'll be fine." He gestured for her to go as if reading her mind.
She began to leave again before stopping and turning around, "Who's love was stronger?" she asked, a part of her hoping he was going to say theirs.
Our love, Darien and Harmonia, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, "Romeo and Juliet." He smiled through his lie as she nodded before kissing his cheek.
"Bye Draco, and thanks."
Draco watched her leave, before falling back onto the couch, tears creeping down his face. If you love her, you have to let her go. If it's meant to be she'll come back to you. He sat up, slowly and painfully pulling himself to his feet, Come on Draco, you can do this, don't give up without a fight
Hermione returned to her old apartment only to find Andrew sitting outside her door, he looked up at the sound of the elevator doors opening. His eyes were puffy and red, obviously from crying, Hermione had never seen a more heartbreaking sight in her life. He got up to his knees as he approached, "Hermione I am so sorry."
She simply nodded, "Get up Andrew, and come inside." She pushed past him to open the door. Although he looked sad and was on his knees begging for forgiveness, she wasn't about to give into him. He got up and followed her inside, head bowed, avoiding her eyes. She sat down on the couch, where he sat next to her. "So speak."
Andrew stood up and paced, "I know I screwed up big time by not telling my parents about you. I wanted to, believe me I did, but my dad isn't the easiest man to please. He's been trying to set me up with one of his business partners daughters, to merge the companies, since I was 10. He's the entire reason I left Europe for The States. He thinks that old money should marry old money. He's never approved of any of the girls I dated."
"So you're ashamed of me because I'm not rich?"
He turned to stare at her, "Not at all. I just didn't want to subject you to him, he's driven away many of my girlfriends."
"Andrew I love you, do you think I'd let anyone get in the way of that love?"
He shook his head as he sat next to her, "I just didn't want to loose you because of him, cause then I'd have to disown him."
Hermione looked up at him, "You'd pick me over your father?"
He nodded slowly, "Don't get me wrong, I'd always love him because he's my father, but you're the one I'm in love with." He took her hands in his, "Please Hermione, could you ever find it in your heart to forgive me? I know I don't deserve another chance, but let me spend the rest of my life making it up to you." He begged his eyes tearing again.
Hermione smiled softly, "Of course love," she pulled him in for a hug, "In fact you can start making it up to me right now." She grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Ok, some drama going on, but things are better now. Sorry it took so long to get out... Oh yea, I haven't mentioned this in a while, but I don't own any of the characters...
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One Love,
NelStar7
August 16, 2006
