Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I wish that I owned Draco.

A/N: I am SOOOOOOO SORRY! Anyways I don't know when I will get to post again, but I love writing this story and I just wish that I could well write more often. Anyways I will try my best and here is the next chapter.

Without a Home: Chapter 16

"Well," Draco began as he looked at the prostitute in front of him.

There were times where he might have put money into her open hand. Yet this was not one of those times all he wanted to do was find Mia. He couldn't help to notice how she slowly and 'accidentally' rubbed her hand across her breast and what big breasts she had.

He didn't need a prostitute and he didn't pay anyone for those kinds of services. Most witches would get down on their knees and beg for him. Well this prostitute wasn't a witch otherwise she wouldn't have asked for money.

"C'mon sexy you know it will be fun," She whispered seductively in his ear.

He cringed as he felt her pink tongue lick up and down his ear.

"I am sorry, but you weren't the Mia I was looking for and…" He told her before she cut him off.

"Oh you don't have to make up excuses I know that you men just need my services," She whispered before backing away from his ear.

He rolled his eyes and wondered why the slut couldn't just go find someone else that needed her 'services'. There had to be some desperate man who needed to get laid by the whore.

"C'mon boy I know you want it," She raised her eyebrows seductively.

"Look I don't need your services now step away from me," Draco gave her a dirty look before walking off to continue his search for Mia.

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Hermione after searching for Draco outside the store decided to go back in the store. Perhaps he was looking for her in there. She stood in the store entrance and looked both left and right. Finally deciding he would probably be in the women's section looking for her.

"Or trying on skirts," she giggled to herself.

She looked through the clothing before spotting him over by the dressing rooms. There was another person on the other side of him, but Hermione couldn't see who it was. She slowly crept closer to see whom he was talking to.

As she got closer she saw that it was a woman in a sleazy outfit. She saw the woman's hand playing with the hem of her tight leather dress. Raising it higher and revealing more of the fish. The dress was already went down only 6 inches past the waist and she was raising it higher. Half of her double D breasts were hanging out of the top. She had trashy blonde hair and was saying something to Draco that Hermione was straining to hear.

"…. I think I will… I could sneak you in…. For a little fun…. My services do come with…," was all Hermione could hear.

Slut! Hermione watched as she held her hand the other hand brushing against her breasts. Draco was higher the prostitute to… to do it! Hermione felt a surge of jealousy as she saw the prostitute lick Draco's ear.

Hermione stormed out of the store tears of anger were hot on her face. He was supposed to be shopping with her not paying whores! Well technically they had been done shopping, but still. She had no transportation to get out of this mall and what was she supposed to do while he was screwing her? Walk back to the Malfoy Manor? She didn't even know where it was and she couldn't apparate since she was supposed to be a squib. Stupid lies! Keeping her from doing what she wanted.

Hermione couldn't help, but think of the quote "Oh what a tangled web we weave" at a time like this. She had to pretend to be someone else and she hated it.

"I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!" She muttered as she stomped through the mall like a pouting child.

She leaned up against a wall and started banging her head against it, as the swift tears slid down. She wanted to be like tears they rolled down your cheek so easily. Why couldn't she roll through everyday like they rolled down her face? Why couldn't her life be easy like it was easy for tears to fall?

She slid slowly down the wall and saw the few strange looks from people as they passed the spot where she was sitting up against a wall in the middle of the mall.

"Why did he have to screw some girl today? Why couldn't have screwed her another day when I would have never noticed?" she sobbed.

She hear footsteps come up behind her and she started to try and dry her eyes but she was losing the battle, as she couldn't stop the tears that were storming down her cheeks.

"Mia is that you?" she heard Draco's voice whisper as he kneeled down.

"Well that was quick," she sniffled.

"What was quick and why are you crying?" He asked confusion in his voice.

"I am not crying and you fucking that girl… yeah it was quick," she wiped at her eyes.

"Mia I didn't fuck her… I was looking for you and I sent someone in to see if you were in the dressing rooms and I told them your name was Mia. This prostitute named Mia came out…" he explained truthfully.

"Yeah right," Hermione snorted in disbelief.

He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back gently into his chest and whispered softly into her ear. Making the hair on her neck raise and her eyes close in some sort of serenity.

"Please believe me Mia that I won't hire a prostitute"

Her eyes fluttered open slightly in the back of her mind wondering how his simple touch could be so gentle and how it could have such an effect on her. She felt like she was floating up to heaven when his fingers softly rubbed back and forth on her shoulders. It wasn't like a massage, as he was not putting any pressure on her shoulders. He was just so soft and gentle.

Her mind was telling her not to believe him, but oh his hands on her shoulders felt so nice and she just couldn't help believing him. When he asked her if she believed him she just nodded.

"Now why don't we go get you cleaned up and then how about we go down to the beach?"

"O… okay"

He took her hand and dragged her over to an area where they could apparate and they apparated away to the Malfoy Manor. To get ready for some time on the beach.