Life with Zabini and Malfoy
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling's creations!
A/N: A big thanks to my beta, Ms. Anna! She left a note on the bottom.
I'll have to admit, I seem to be having a little problems. Don't worry! Its nothing too big and I've got tons of ideas for what is to come, just having a little trouble with writing it out! Don't fidget though! The next chap, will most definitely be out by next week, Sunday at the latest!
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"Idiot," Blaise muttered.
"What did you say?" Malfoy asked, with a threatening voice and narrowed eyes.
Blaise could only sigh in frustration.
"What the hell are we going to do?" the blond looked at Blaise, as if expecting an answer.
"You are asking me!" Blaise look at Draco incredulously, "You are the cause of this problem in the first place! If only you kept your big mouth—OWW! WHAT THE HELL-"
Draco's perfectly manicured fingers dug into Blaise's arm as he dragged him through the crowd, spotting something familiar.
"Doesn't that woman look like—"
Draco didn't need to finish his sentence; they both knew what he meant. Blaise couldn't help as his eyes widened a little. Not far in front of them was a woman that looked almost exactly like, Hermione Granger. Except she was much older, with light wrinkles around her eyes, her hair was a shade darker and also much more tidy than Hermione's as they cascade down her shoulder in gentle waves instead of Hermione's unruly mass of curls. The woman had a frustrated look on her face as she stood almost on tiptoes and looked across the crowd, as if searching for someone.
"You think--?" Draco began to ask.
"Only one way to find out."
"Don't interrupt me!" Draco snapped, as they both walked towards the women.
"Mrs. Granger?" The women tensed for a minute then looked at the two young men in front of her, both taller than her.
"Yes," the women said, almost reluctantly, "that's me."
"Oh good!" Blaise almost rolled his eyes at Draco's dramatic tone. "We've been looking everywhere for you-" and Draco kept on ranting, explaining about their situation and how Hermione had so cruelly abandoned them, keeping out how he had commanded her.
"Really?" Ms. Granger said, a frown marring her beautiful features; she was quiet pretty. Not strikingly, on-the-cover-of-Witch-Weekly beautiful, but more of a warm and welcoming beauty that made her glow and a beauty that radiated from the inside. Like Hermione, Blaise noted, unconsciously. "That is so unlike Hermione, she would never have abandoned someone like that!"
"Oh believe me!" Draco said in, a half hurt and half resigned voice; Blaise thought he was a wondrous actor. "Abandon us she did! Didn't she Blaise?" At this he nudged Blaise in the ribs, who grunted in reply. "I think it's those friends of hers, they're probably rubbing off on her!"
Oh boy! Someone is not going to be happy! Blaise thought, thinking of what Hermione would do upon hearing what Malfoy said about she and her friends.
Mrs. Granger continued to frown as they were showed to a huge square object that they were told was called a car, where they found an impatient Hermione. At the sight of Malfoy and Zabini, she let out a surprised squeal and then looked angry, which Malfoy in smirked at.
"Found your way did ya?" Hermione sniffed.
"Hermione Jane Granger!" Hermione looked startled as her mother came to a stop in front of her. "I thought I taught you better than that! Really, abandoning your helpless classmates at the station! Where are you manners young lady? You really ought to be grounded! I can't believe such a behavior from you, Hermione! Honestly, if those friends of yours -Potty and Weasel was it?-" At this she looked at Malfoy for confirmation, who nodded in reply, "are such bad influences as this nice young man told me they are, you really should find new friends!"
Hermione looked both terrified and horrified. Malfoy looked at her in triumph and Blaise silently stood at the side, watching the scene unfold with amused eyes and suppressed chuckles.
"Get in the car," Mrs. Granger commanded the speechless Hermione and then with a warm smile opened the door for Draco and Blaise. Then with extreme patience, she taught them how to use the seatbelt.
What is it like to have a mother like her? Draco and Blaise wondered silently Someone who actually care about her children?
Malfoy and Zabini were both spoiled rich as children. They were bratty and given anything they wanted, seeing as they were the heirs to two of the most influential and wealthy families in the wizarding world. But their sole purpose of being made was as heir to the family line. There was no such thing as love in either family.
By the time Mrs. Granger was seated in the front and ready to drive, Hermione was able to talk again.
"Mother!" She said angrily, "Do you know who the two jerks are in the back seat? They are bloody Slytherins! You remember? The house that produced the evilest wizard in the world? Voldmort! And that blonde bloke who happens to be so nice and charming happens to be Draco Malfoy! You know? The stupid prat who made my life and Harry and Ron's horrible? He is by no means nice or charming!"
Silence fell through the car as Hermione finished her speech. Blaise once again looked at her in amusement, though he couldn't help letting out a chortle this time. She was funny!
Draco turned to look at him and winked before putting on a hurt look and broke the silence,
"Hermione!" Malfoy almost wailed, "I am terribly hurt! To think you have such a bad opinion of Blaise and myself! And all this time, Professor was telling us about house prejudice and all. But I can't blame you, with friends like that-" at this he shook his head.
However before he could continue, Hermione screamed out, "Shut up! Shut up, you little ferret!"
"Hermione!" Mrs. Granger was absolutely shocked. However before she could dish out another lecture, they had arrived at a nice two-story high house with a small but picturesque garden in the front.
As dentists, the Granger family was not rich but they made enough to live a comfortable life. Draco and Blaise looked at the small house with admiration and something akin to jealousy. They envied Hermione for actually having a home. Sure, to the outside world, the Malfoy and Zabini Manors were king accommodations. But instead of a home, Draco and Blaise both felt like they lived in a museum.
As soon as Mrs. Granger stopped the car in front of the house to open the garage door, Hermione took her bags, marched out of the car and slammed the door, running towards the house.
Mrs. Granger shook her head sadly, "I seriously don't know what is wrong with her. She isn't normally like this!" Then she mumbled, as an afterthought that both Draco and Blaise heard clearly, "maybe it really is those friends of hers."
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B/N: Hello, fellow Fanfictioneers! This is Ms. Anna, the beta. Just wanted to say that you should review, because of all my and Serenity's hard work. M'kay?
A/N: I HAVE TO SAY IM A LITTLE DISAPPOINTED, I THOUGHT THE REVIEWS WOULD AT LEAST HAVE REACHED 30, I GUESS I SHOULD STOP BEING SO VAIN!
ALSO…EVERYBODY SEEM TO IGNORED MY REQUEST:
----I need some names, girl and boys names are all welcome, I am looking for unique names for some characters who will come in later on in the story. Please make them special, even better if it is something you can't find in one of those baby name dictionaries!
I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE SOMETHING UP BY MYSELF!
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