Once Jenna was put to bed and sound asleep, Hermione and Draco sat in the common room.
Draco broke the silence "So… what does the future Hermione mean by this 'feeling?'"
Hermione stared at the fire, pretending not to hear the question, but she could see Draco staring at her from the corner of her eye.
"I don't know entirely" she said truthfully.
His eyebrows came together in a confused motion. "What do you mean?"
Hermione looked up at him. "It's a feeling I get when something bad is about to happen. I had it many times during my forth year. After the Quidditch game. About five times during the Triwizard Tournament. The Yule Ball – "
"Which, I might add, you looked lovely at" he said, smiling.
Hermione returned the smile. "Thanks. So… this feeling comes every so often. Like when Jenna first arrived, I had the same feeling, knowing that something must have been wrong. Which is why I didn't exactly talk." Draco nodded "I'm still not entirely sure how to control it, but my future self obviously does, so I will soon – I hope."
"Are you kidding me?" he said, shocked. "You, a Nylon, not figure it out. Hermione, you are one of the most powerful witches, and you don't even realize it. Don't put yourself down. You will learn! You always have learned, and I don't think you will stop. You are what is going to make this war end. Yes, Potter might kill the Dark Lord or the other way around, but you will be there to redeem all of it. You know what… I am going to make sure a Nylon gets treated properly" With that, he ran out of the room, a shocked Hermione sitting on the couch.
He wouldn't, she thought. She shook her head. Nah, he wouldn't do that
She got up and walked over to Jenna's room. She opened the door silently and crept to her bed. She looked down at the sleeping girl and smiled.
She's so cute when she's sleeping, she thought, but not that she's bad when she's awake.
Jenna shifted slightly, the blanket falling off of her bed. Hermione quickly picked it up and put it on Jenna, making sure it wouldn't fall off this time. She brushed the white blonde hair out of Jenna's face and looked at it clearly.
She looks so much like Draco. Why couldn't she look like me? Hermione smiled, she acts more like me than Draco. She lightly laughed as she gave Jenna a quick kiss on her forehead and exits the room.
Hermione walked up the stairs to her Head Girl room and changed into he skimpy pajamas: a light blue spaghetti strap night gown that reached half way down her thy, with white lace on the edge.
She jumped into bed and passed out the minute her head hit her pillow, not even noticing Draco peek through the door, smiling.
.: Dinner the next Day :.
Hermione was smiling to everyone around her. Draco had Jenna today and she was free from babysitting and from Ron and Harry gaping at her. She silently giggled at the look on their face the day they saw Jenna.
As she took a bite of her mashed potatoes, Dumbledore stood up from his chair.
"I have two quick announcements. The first is a missing latter. If anyone finds it, please return it to Mr. Filch as soon as possible…"
Dean and Lee started sniggering at this and gave each other a high five. Hermione knew for a fact that they took it and stuck it some where in the boys' bathroom on the third floor. She rolled her eyes at the thought.
They will never learn"The second announcement," Dumbledore's voice began "Is that we have the Lost Heir in our hands here at Hogwarts"
Hermione started chocking on her biscuit. Her eyes were wide
He did do it!She looked over at the Slytherin Table only to find Draco and Jenna smirking at him.
Oh Merlin!"It has been said for more than a decade that the Lost Heir of the Nylon's would never return. That he or she was just a myth and only the Nylon's new the truth" Dumbledore continued, everyone now completely paying attention to him – except Hermione who was staring at her plate. "The Lost Heir soon became the Last Heir since Lord Voldemort had gotten to the Nylon family. As some of you may know, the Nylon's have been the longest pureblood line and the most powerful. Their witches and wizards have been successful in everything they try, but one thing: flying." Hermione blushed at this, she hated flying "The Last Heir who was never found has actually been here at Hogwarts for the past seven years and not even I knew this. Only she."
Hermione looked around at the people surrounding her. The person next to her was trying to see around her as she continued to move.
"That person," Dumbledore's voice began, again, "Has succeeded in everything she tried but flying. She is the top student and the most powerful one this school has ever seen. She is Hermione Granger, now Hermione Genevieve Nylon"
The person that was trying to look around Hermione was now staring at her, mouth agape and eyes wide.
Some people gasped and some just stared. Ginny and Ron were shocked and Harry was… surprised?
She smiled a sheepish smile and waved. "Hi everyone" she said quietly.
"So Grangers pureblood?" Hermione heard Parkinson ask.
"Yes" Dumbledore nodded. "I realized this when Jenna had first come to this time. She is pureblood as are her parents."
Pansy gaped. "You've got to be shitting me!"
"Miss Parkinson! Watch your language!" McGonagall yelled.
Hermione sniggered. "Sorry to interrupt the moment everyone but… I've got to go" with that she got up and ran out of the Great Hall, hearing gossip start as she left.
"She's probably known this whole time and didn't say anything""That's awesome! I'm going to school with a Nylon!"
"Do you think she'll give me her autograph? It's not every day that you meet a Nylon"
"Do you think she can tell me who I will marry when I get older?"
"We all know that answer, Kelly. You're obviously marrying Dylan"
"I know but I want it to be confirmed… gosh!"
Hermione rolled her eyes as she exit the Hall.
Now all of a sudden she became a fortuneteller to Kelly.
She may have dropped out of divination but that didn't mean that she wasn't good at it. She hated the fact that Professor Trelawney thought she could tell the future. Hermione could tell she didn't exactly have the Seeing Eye. Yes, she can tell some fortunes, but when she needs to, she'll fake it! Which is very often.
Disgrace to all teachers… Snape seems more sane than herAnd that's saying something.
Hermione rounded the corner and heard three pairs of footsteps running behind her.
She turned around only to come face to face with Ginny, Harry, and Ron.
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"How long have known?"
"So this explains why you hate flying?"
She gaped at them but then shut her mouth.
She began to talk "I didn't tell anybody 'cause I didn't think anyone would believe me. I've known since second year, and yes Ron, being a Nylon explains why I hate flying. Any other questions?"
"Ummm… yea," Ginny started "Can you help with homework this evening? McGonagall gave me this 'Fill-in-the-Blank' sheet and I cant seem to understand some of the clues"
Hermione smiled. "Yea sure, Draco can watch Jenna tonight"
With that being said, a little girl ran into her legs hugging her tight.
"Ya know Mummy… that Parkinson girl is scary here and in my time" Jenna said looking up at her.
Hermione laughed and picked her up. Draco came up from behind the crowd to Hermione's side.
"Your a sneaky little ferret, you know that, right?" Hermione said to Draco.
"I've been told," he said with a smirk "But you have to admit, now you have respect. Kind of like we Malfoys' do"
"Parkinson wouldn't stop talking about how you're pureblood, Mummy. She kept saying 'No wonder Drakie's future self fell for her. Only for her blood. But we can change that.' She really makes me want to tape her mouth shut with extra sticky duct tape" Jenna said, eyebrows close together in a mean look.
Hermione's realization just dawned on her.
BloodShe put Jenna down. "Uh – Malfoy, your watching Jenna tonight, because I have to help Ginny with homework. Umm – See you guys later." Hermione said awkwardly. She ran up the stairs, leaving everyone confused beyond belief.
"That's strange… she never calls me Malfoy anymore" Draco said, confused.
"Umm… Malfoy?" Ginny said, realizing what's wrong with Hermione. She pulled him away from the crowd to a corner where they couldn't be heard. Jenna followed, unnoticed. "Do you love Hermione?"
Draco's eyes were wide.
Should I answer that"Weasley, none of this leaves this corner."
Ginny nodded.
"Yes… I love Hermione" Draco said, looking everywhere else but her eyes.
"For her or her blood?" she threw another question at him.
"For her of course. I know I seem really into blood but I'm not that shallow. I loved Hermione before I even knew she was a Nylon. I'm not going to change that feeling"
Ginny smiled; on the verge of tears. "She needs you right now, Draco. I'll watch Jenna, you go and talk to Hermione"
Ginny finally noticed Jenna and picked her up. She grabbed Harry and Ron and pulled them towards the Great Hall.
"So Jenna, it's still dinner. Are you in the mood for something not as filling as what you had before" Ginny questioned.
Jenna shook her head. "I'm not too hungry anymore Aunt Ginny. But if there was ice cream, I'm sure I will be hungry"
Ginny laughed lightly. "If there was ice cream, I'm sure you wouldn't be the only one eating it" she smiled.
Draco shook his head at the two "She's going to be the worst influence for my child. Although, Parkinson was way worst."
Draco turned to the stairs Hermione had just gone up and dashed up them, trying his best to catch up with her.
Once he got to the top of the stairs, he saw Hermione at the end of the corridor, walking, looking as if she was in space.
"Hermione!" he called.
She stopped and turned around to meet the gray silver pools that were Draco's eyes. She quickly turned around and ran, trying her best to get away from him.
Draco ran after her.
She's fastHermione turned the corner and soon Draco did too.
But not fast enoughHe was getting close to her. Then she muttered something and stopped. Draco skidded and watched as Hermione ran through a portrait of the night sky. He ran to the portrait and caught it right before it closed. He quickly opened it up and ran up the spiral stairs, footsteps matching Hermione's echo.
He got to the top only to find Hermione pressed against the wall of the Astronomy Tower, like there was no place to escape.
"Hermione…" he said softly.
"No!" she yelled at him "Go away, Malfoy, I don't want to talk to you!" she turned to the window nearby.
"Hermione… listen to me" he said, still soft. He quietly started to walk towards her, his hand screwing around with a box in his pocket.
"No!" she said stubbornly.
"Hermione… this is destiny at our fingers. I know what you're thinking." He said calmly. "You're thinking of what Parkinson said. But you have to understand… I'm not like that."
Draco saw Hermione's face as he got closer. Tears were falling from her eyes in a rhythm-like motion.
"I have been brought up to hate muggleborns and muggles and only think about the one pureblood girl that I would want to marry. I was going to be forced into a relationship I didn't want unless I chose a girl. I want to marry this girl out of pure love, not whether or not if she was pureblood." He stood next to her, seeing the tears still falling.
He gently placed a hand under Hermione's chin so that she was looking at him instead of the night sky outside.
"Hermione… I love you for you. Not because of your blood. My future self married you out of pure love, like what I wanted. I've known you since you were eleven. I have watched you grow from a little girl, trying to learn to fly, to a woman, acting like the mother of my future child. I have seen you go through good and bad times. Since fifth year, I have never thought of you as anything else but the perfect one. This was before I even knew you were a Nylon. I loved you as the muggleborn you were said to be. And I love you now as the most powerful pureblood witch Hogwarts has ever seen. You are the perfect one that I want to marry. So, promise me you will marry me one day, as who you are" he pulled the box out of his pocket and opened it up to her. "Hermione Nylon, will you marry me out of love and not blood?"
Draco was on one knee now, holding Hermione's left hand.
She was shocked.
This is destiny… and destiny is never wrong. Destiny is at our fingersShe nodded her head. "Yes" she said "Yes I will marry you Draco Malfoy"
Draco smiled. He pulled the ring out of the box and placed it on Hermione's ring finger. The silver band consisted of emeralds and diamond placed in a specific order: emerald, diamond, and emerald. The silver band was two snakes, heads meeting the emerald; being held by its teeth.
Draco stood up and kissed Hermione fully on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist, as she put hers around Draco's neck. He picked her up and began spinning her around, her laughing into the kiss.
But then Hermione pulled away from the kiss, a scared look on her face.
"Something's wrong" she said.
Draco put her down. "Where?"
Hermione looked at his eyes "The Great Hall"
Draco grabbed her hand and they both ran out of the astronomy tower towards the Great Hall.
