Chapter 3

Draco

Draco ached in too many places to count. With every movement, he wanted to whimper. When his father had suggested that he should 'play wounded' he had assumed he meant pretending to limp, but no, it meant letting him and a few other followers have a go at him while in dog form. Though his father had repeatedly told him it was simply to make sure the mudbloods bleeding heart picked him out of all the others, it seemed him and his 'friends' were having a bit too much fun.

When Granger had told him that his 'new' name was Crook he almost gagged. Probably after the pig with fur, Draco grimaced.

With his heightened sense of smell and hearing, he could hear the whoosh of the car speeding down the road to the store and the faint smell of vanilla coming from Granger.

He sighed and tried to get comfortable on the stiff feeling leather seat. After a few more minutes of drifting in and out of sleep, the car suddenly jerked to a halt. It sent Draco flying forward, his nose smashing into the dashboard. If he had been in human form he would have a bloody nose. He yelped and scrambled back onto the seat. Granger looked over to his concern in her eyes.

"I'm sorry!"

Draco simply let his head fall across his crossed paws. Ganger shook her shook her head, curls flying. "It seems you're as stubborn as me…" she chuckled then fell quite.

He looked over cautiously, to see why she had fallen silent. Then a hand was behind his ear and scratching lightly. Draco tried to ignore how good it felt, but he couldn't. So, he let himself melt into her hand, leg thumping slightly.

Finally, she pulled away, taking her hand back and with it his relaxed mood.

"I'll be back soon" she promised before she slipped out of the Jeep. He watched her go, noticing that she had a confident sway in her hips and a small bounce in her step. Of course, she acts different in the muggle world, she thinks she safe. Draco snorted, If only. He sighed as she disappeared into the store. Curling up once more, Draco drifted into sleep.

Thump, thump, thump. His eyes snapped open, immediately on guard. Thump. Draco looked out his window and almost fainted. There standing just out his window was his father. Well...his father in disguise. He had his long silver-blonde hair tucked away into a wide-brimmed hat. He wore a casual suit which was a surprise to Draco, who had never seen him in any form of muggle clothes. While he looked very muggle and didn't seem to draw attention, but his icy eyes commanded Draco's attention and respect, as they always had.

He smirked down at his son, "Well done, Draco, I see the filthy thing is just as naive as we suspected." he sneered, looking upon Draco with disdain, "Tell me, son, what has the wretch 'named' you?"

Draco couldn't stop his eyes from narrowing to glare.

"Oh, what is that look for? Cat got your tongue?" He chuckled mockingly. Then, his eyes flicked to a spot above Draco's head. Curling his lip, he jerked his chin in the same direction.

Draco's neck snapped to the side and caught sight of the cause of his father's displeasure. Hermione had just stepped out of the store, bags in hand, and was looking back and forth across the street. Presumably looking for any oncoming things muggles called 'cars'. Once she decided it was clear, she stepped into the street heading in her Jeep's direction.

Slowly Draco turned back to his father who was eyeing him threateningly, "Find the needed information, kill her and return to the Dark Lord. Until then, you are not my son nor a worthy and respected follower, you are just a mangy mutt. Complete the mission and come home, with her head on a spike." He growled lowly.

Then, a sharp gasp pulled them from their staring(or really glaring) contest. Hermione stood, hand on the handle, on the opposite side as his father.

"You?" She snarled.

You? Had they met?

"What a pleasure to see you again, I must say your dog is quite nice what is his name?"

Internally Groaning, Draco waited for her to state the humiliating name.

"My pet and I are none of your concern. Now, I suggest you leave, I wouldn't want you to get hit." Her words dripped warning. He even saw his father's eyes flicker with surprise.

"Very true, seems I best be going. Have a nice day." He tipped his head and shot Draco a meaningful look before stalking off.

Turning back to a seething Hermione, he watched her white knuckles loosen as she threw her purchases into the back. But that didn't stop her from slamming her door shut as she slid into the driver's seat.

"What'a creep!"

Confused, Draco cocked his head. She glanced over at him with angry eyes.

"He stole my grocery list, and then-then he wouldn't give it!"

Draco snorted internally, yes, Granger, that is the meaning of stole.

"And his eyes...I-I swear I know them from somewhere but, I would think you wouldn't just forget someone like that."

With that, she huffed and settled into her seat then leaned forward and pressed her forehead to the rim of the steering wheel. She took three deep breaths and the bright red color in her face started to fade.

While she was claiming herself, Draco noticed that her hair was no longer a bush, instead, thick wavy curls. Huh, going to have to find something new to mock. He let his fall closed as he tried to mentally figure out what feature would make her cry the most. Her teeth? No, they were fine now. Her, chest? He glanced over at her chest which rose and fell as she regained her composure. No, there wasn't much wrong with it. The thought made him stop short. He would NOT have such thoughts about dirty little mudblood! Hmmm, the wheels in his head began to turn, 'little' that's it! She's practically the size of doll. This mission is as good as done.

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Hey guys, sorry this chapter took longer than I thought. But on that note, I'm going to try to get about two chapters a week, or sometimes only one:(, from now on. Ok, ok this was another boring chapter but, I couldn't fit all that I wanted to in just this chapter so I'm just going to do it in a few...sorry. Well at least you found out the basics of Draco's mission and who the mystery asshole who stole her list was. Next chapter there are going to be some awkward moments and I'm going to enjoy every bit of it! If any of you have ideas of where you'd like the story to go I'm all ears. Of course I have a very vague skeleton plot but, I want to hear what you guys think.

Anyway that's it for now.

TATA,

THA