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A/N: Okay sorry that this took so long to come out, but anyways guess what? I think you will all be very happy with this chapter so here it is!
Without a Home: Chapter 7
After digging into her breakfast Hermione laid back down on the bed feeling more satisfied than she had in a long time. She was clean and she had a full stomach. She hadn't eaten as much as she used to before "it" happened, but that probably should be expected. Since her stomach wasn't used to holding as much food as it should be. It hadn't been holding anything for awhile now.
She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. Just sitting there relaxing in her new home; well she would have to call it home for now. She was just letting time fly by. She had no worries as of right now and absolutely no stress. Nothing it seemed could go wrong in her life.
Knock, knock.
Well so much for nothing going wrong in her little life. She had thought too soon. Now Dinky was knocking on the door disturbing her time to just kick back and relax. Rolling her eyes in irritation she slowly made her way to the door.
"Yes?" She said with the slightest hint of irritation in her voice as she opened the door.
Yet it wasn't Dinky at all. It was a man and it wasn't just any man it was Draco Malfoy. He stood there in a tight shirt that had the name of some wizard band on it and a pair of black jeans. She couldn't help but notice his toned body. He had changed so much since Hogwarts. His hair lightly gelled so that some of it hung in his stormy gray eyes.
"Ummm… Hi Malfoy," Hermione gulped.
Malfoy smirked at her and she knew that he had noticed her checking him out. She mentally slapped herself for checking out the ferret in the first place.
"Hello you must be Mia Carson right?" He asked her even though they both knew that he was right.
"Yeah that's me. Um do you want to come in and sit or something?" Hermione asked mentally slapping herself again for asking such a dumb question. She was inviting him into a room in his own house. How stupid was she becoming? God she had totally lost her mind.
Draco nodded and followed her into the room. She sat down on the bed and he sat down beside her. She couldn't help but stare at him not only for his appearance, but the fact that he was a part of a life that she had once lived. She was staring at someone she had known in her other life. She was staring at the remains of Hermione Granger the brightest witch of her year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was staring at someone that had been part of a past life. She was staring at the remains of the life she had burned and sent to hell. She was staring at the ashes of a girl she used to be. She was staring at the key to bringing that girl back to life.
What was she even thinking? She couldn't go back to the wizarding world. Well maybe she could go, but not as Hermione Granger. Draco Malfoy would kill her if he knew who she was. If not kill her then leave out on the streets again and then she would die soon. She had lived out there knowing that death could be around the corner. Knowing that her life could end in a split second out there. She had known that she could die out there at any moment.
She just hoped that he wouldn't discover who she was. She prayed to any god out there that he would never find out. She wished upon every star that he wouldn't figure anything out at all.
"So you're a squib?" Draco asked trying to start a conversation.
"Yeah," Hermione said still lost in her own thoughts.
Hermione shook her head in attempt to get rid of all the thoughts in her head so that she could pay attention to what Draco said.
"Okay so I was thinking tomorrow maybe we could go shopping and buy you some new clothes. I don't know if you want me to go with you or do you want me to give you some money and you could go buy some stuff all by yourself," Draco said with a thoughtful look on his face.
Oh no now what was she going to do. She had hoped to be by herself so that she wouldn't have to worry about being polite to him. So it was either be rude to him and say she would go by herself or be nice and have to worry about saying something rude or snapping at him all day.
"Whatever Malfoy. I don't really care either way would work for me," Hermione said cringing at how rude her words sounded.
"Okay first of all, my name is Draco not Malfoy. Malfoy happens to be my surname. Second of all I guess I could go with you since you probably aren't too familiar with the area," He told her.
Hermione mentally sighed. At least she didn't have to make that decision. It was kind of odd that he was being civil to her. Was it perhaps because he thought she was a squib instead of a muggle. She wished that she had some sort of a sign to tell her whether he planned on being civil for her whole stay here or not.
"Is there anything else you might need or want Mia?" Mal- Draco said.
She might as well start calling him by his first name in her mind since she was going to have to start saying it. Might as well try and get used to it. Try and get accustomed to it since he wouldn't understand if she said that it was just a habit to call him Malfoy.
"Not at the moment, but thank you," Hermione replied.
Thank you? She had said "thank you" to ferret boy? No wait she had said "thank you" to Draco. This was going to be very difficult to do. Very, very difficult. If she let anything slip just one time she would be doomed for good.
"Well then I will just leave you to do whatever," Draco said exiting the room.
Hermione's head hit her pillow roughly. She sighed loudly this was going to be an interesting stay. Still she would much rather be here than on the streets again. She shuddered at the thought. The hunger. The fatigue. The weakness. The pain. Loneliness.
Tomorrow was going to be a long day. Then again everyday had seemed like a long day ever since "it" had happened. Her world changed that day. She had ended up on the streets after that day.
It had just been a normal day. Like any other day in the summer she woke up to an empty house. She had crawled out of bed and went downstairs. She remembered making herself a cup of coffee and walking out into the living room. She had sat on the couch and sat the coffee down on a coaster. She had turned on the T.V. and changed the channel so that she could watch the news. She was sitting there sipping coffee watching the news about some new discovery on Mars. She couldn't remember what the discovery was, but she remembered what had happened next.
They had interrupted the news about the discovery on Mars to some breaking news and what she saw turned her life upside down. The breaking news was what had caused her life to turn upside down and inside out. She saw the one thing that would kill her inside and cause her to decide to never go back to the wizarding world.
She had never thought that this breaking news would affect her. She didn't think that it would matter. It was rather selfish of her, but who would have expected. It was like a cruel joke, yet she had known it couldn't be. She knew with all of her heart what she was seeing on the news was real. She wasn't dreaming. She wasn't still safe and warm in her bed. She couldn't wake up from the nightmare before her. What she was seeing on the news was….