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Chapter 4.
The next morning, Draco, a kiss.
As Hermione came too, the next morning, she moaned lightly in her sleep as she felt an arm around her waist. She didn't bother to remove the arm as she found that she rather liked the feeling, ( though as a Knightrix she'd rarely ever had a sleep-over, her sexual relations being just a quick fuck and then back to her own tent ) Hermione opened her eyes and looked around the room, taking mental stock of her new situation.
' One: I'm now the inheritor of the house of Malfoy. Two: I've been named a Lord by Voldemort. Three: I now have a wife.' of all these, Hermione found that last one to be the least surprising, having already had a few women as lovers before ( as common women often did ) and she had long ago accepted that, while she liked men just fine, she would probably marry a woman if she ever were to be married.
Hermione rolled over and looked at the sleeping face of her wife, a smile on the young knightrix's face, she just gazed at the woman. She could admit fully that Narcissa was beautiful and, as far as she was concerned, extremely attractive. But she couldn't say that she loved her, not yet, not considering the fact that she had really just met her.
But, as she thought back on the night they'd had before, the dinner they'd had and the long talks ( and the fact that they had managed to sleep in the same bed without sex, and yet slept comfortably) she thought that their might be a chance.
As she looked at Narcissa, the woman in question opened her eyes and looked at the young Knightrix. Blue eyes met brown and Narcissa smiled before saying " Good morning, my lord." as she said this, however, horns began blaring and Hermione ( acting on instinct) rolled out of bed, grabbed her sword, and dashed off out the door and down the hall before Narcissa could remind her that she was naked.
She dashed up on the walls and looked out to see a small group of armed men and women come riding up to Malfoy Keep, looking over the group she noticed that the flag bore, not the sign of the King ( as she was hoping ) or the sign of the Dark Lord ( as she had almost feared ) but the three peacock feathers of the house of Malfoy. " Draco" she whispered before shivering and remembering that she was standing on the wall naked as she day she was born. Hermione wasn't modest, not by any stretch of the imagination. But she felt that this meeting should be done clothed.
When she arrived in the main room, Hermione was dressed in much the same clothes that she was dressed in the day before. Simple Commoner style breeches and rough spun tunic shirt. She had her sword strapped to her side, and she wore a dagger on the other side.
Draco was standing in the main room, still in his armor, with his body guards around him and he turned to greet Hermione. Draco and Hermione had always gotten along fine when they were alone, although they didn't act that way when in public. Draco looked at her, his broad shoulders looking even wider in his plate armor, and said " Granger, what are you doing here?"
Hermione looked at him and said " We need to talk Draco." her eyes flicked to the other solders and added " Alone." Draco nodded, then motioned to his body guards into the next room. After they had moved out, Hermione motioned for Draco to sit down. After they sat down Hermione told Draco about what had happened, finishing with how Hermione and Narcissa had slept in the same bed
together and had both had the best sleep in years.
After she was done, Draco frowned and said " So, The Dark Lord has made you a Lord?" Hermione nodded " Yes, I'm now ' Lord Granger ', can you believe it?" Draco shook his head and said " I'll admit that it's...unusual, but..I'll admit also that of the few Knights and Knightrix's I know, your one of the few that I ever felt deserved to be a Lord."
He looked at her and added " Don't worry Hermione, you won't have any problems from me." he sighed and said " I'm glad, actually, that you killed him. Father was a horrible person, I won't lie.
He...was not a tolerant person, he hated almost everything. The followers of Gryffindor, The King, Commoners, and those who were...involved with members of the same sex." he shook as through shivering with some distant memory.
Hermione placed a hand on his shoulder and said " Draco, are you okay?" Draco shook his head and said " Yeah, but it's a good thing that you killed him Hermione, I'll forever be in your debt for that."
he smiled and said " Now then, if you don't mind, I would like to see ' Lady Granger.'" Hermione lightly smacked his armored shoulder and said " Off with you, Draco, I'll talk to you later." standing she motioned to one of the nearby servants and asked " Can I ask you to do something?" the servant looked at her in confusion " Certainly, my Lord, you have but to command me."
Hermione sighed and said " True, but I feel that it'll take me a while to get used to that." she looked at the servant and said " I want you to go into the nearest town and get these supplies." as she said this she wrote down what she wanted " I assume that you can read?" the servant nodded and said " Yes Lord, Lord Malfoy insisted that all of us could at the very least read." Hermione nodded " Get two guards and tell them that I said that they are to insure that you get there and back alive."
As the days went by Draco and Narcissa helped Hermione familierize herself with her new holdings, and to visit each of them. Hermione found herself the new ' Lord ' of nearly five villages, two towns, two full castles, and several forts. She had nearly a thousand men-at-arms at her command, eight Knights and two Knightrix's that were to command them. Including Draco as he had been the commander of his fathers forces.
It took them almost a week for her to see it all, but in the end Hermione had seen it all. At the end of the week Draco sighed and said " I have to go back to my unit, my soldiers are either being lazy or getting ready to pillige one of the near by villages." Hermione smiled and drew Draco into a hug before saying " Don't worry Draco, I doubt that it will come to that." she smiled and said " Before you go I have something for you."
So saying she led the young man into a small room and showed him what she had sent the servant to get. Inside was a small shrine to Gryffindor " I know that this is were your faith truly lies, Draco. I won't punish you for beleaving what you choose too. Don't forget, I'm friends with Harry and the Weasly families. Both of them Gryffindor's true." before she even finished Draco turned and pulled her into a tight hug. It wasn't until she felt him shaking that she knew something was wrong, and she
simply held him tightly as the last of the Malfoy's quietly sobbed on her shoulder, understand, at last, that he was free.
That night, as Draco left, Hermione and Narcissa climbed into bed and talked about the surprise that Hermione had built for her new step-son. Narcissa thought that it was a grand idea, indeed she was more then happy about it. Hermione asked her " If I could find a High-Priest or Priestess of Gryffindor, would you want to finish your training? Become a Priestess of Gryffindor?" Narcissa's eyes went wide and she said " Y-you would allow that? You would allow your wife to be of a different faith then you?"
Hermione was stunned " What do you mean?" Narcissa sighed and said " It's tradition among the Nobles that a wife follows the same faith as her husband. if the husband is, for example, a follower of Gryffindor, the wife more then likely will be too, reguardless of what her faith was before marriage. You won't often find mixed faith houses. I, personally, only know of two." Hermione frowned at this, her brown eyes darkening slightly with her anger " I think that if my wife wants to follow Gryffindor then that is her choice, I won't force her to follow Rowena. In fact, My Lady frowns on those who force others to follow their paths."
As if speaking this inspired her, Narcissa sat upright in bed, her hair coming slightly unbound in her excitement. Her mix of Raven black and Pale Blonde hair looking like a mix of night and day as she turned and looked at Hermione with wide blue eyes " Hermione! That's it! I know what your symbol is!" with these words the Lady of Clan Granger dashed off down the hall's of what was now known as Granger Keep. Her ' Husband ' running hard to keep up, both of them laughing as they ran.
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