If I owned it, it wouldn't have ended the way it did. And Sirius, Remus, Severus, and Fred would still be alive.
A/N: OMG y'all!!!! The response to this story is blowing my mind. I have to say thank you to every one of you. You make me smile, and if I'm pissed off or stressed out all I have to do is check my inbox and I find all your reviews, and e-mail alerts saying I'm on someone's alert list. I'm sorry it's taken me a while to update, but I have the next few chapters outlined, it's just when I try to type it up in the story I hate it, and I end up deleting everything.
Chapter 4
I caved in and allowed them to drive me home. When we reached my apartment, I was glad I did. Blaise and Draco both walked me up the stairs to my door, when I went to put the key in the lock the door swung open on its own. We all checked the door frame and the lock and it was evident that the lock had not been forced, but opened by magic. I live in a muggle neighborhood and no one really knew I was here. Until tonight I hadn't seen a need to ward my door from intruders.
The guys accompanied me into my home to make sure no one was lurking in one of the rooms. I'm pretty sure we all let out a collective sigh when we came up with nothing.
I started to tell them goodnight when Blaise looked at me with the most disbelieving look on his face.
"Do you honestly think we would let you stay by yourself after this?" he asked.
"Well what would you like me to do Blaise? This is my home; I don't have anywhere else I can go. I refuse to sleep in a hotel, and I don't know anyone around here that I can go to."
Draco spoke up then, "you can stay with one of us tonight. Or we can stay here, take your pick, but you will not be left alone. Neither one of us will forgive ourselves if something happens to you because we left you here alone after what happened tonight."
"Alright, but I want to stay here. I have trouble sleeping in a strange place, and right now all I want to do is take a shower and get into bed." I answered.
I disappeared down the hall to my bedroom to grab my pajamas, and then headed to the bathroom. When I got out of the shower and dressed, I went out to the living room to the funniest sight I think I have ever seen. Draco was curled up on the floor in the most God awful uncomfortable looking position known to man. Blaise wasn't fairing much better. My couch was not huge, it was comfortable to me, but I'm on the small side. Blaise has to be hitting somewhere around six feet four, and I stifled a laugh at the fact that his head was completely hanging from one arm of the couch, and his feet were dangling almost from the knee down on the other end.
I took pity on them and gently woke them up.
"Guys, there is no way you're comfortable in here, you can take my bed. I'm perfectly comfortable on the couch."
I led them to my bedroom and made sure they were comfortable before turning to head into the living room. I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist, and I fell backwards onto the bed nearly on top of a very smug Draco Malfoy.
"You're not sleeping on the couch. This is your bed, and you will lay in here with us. Nothing will happen, I promise you that." He said.
I didn't argue with him, I slipped under the covers between them and proceeded to get comfortable.
About twenty minutes later I was still lying awake, and I could tell they were too.
"Hey guys, let's play a game."
Blaise responded "what kind of game Hermione?"
"Well, I just realized I don't really know anything about either one of you, except that Draco was head boy, and that both of you were slytherins. So we can take turns asking and answering questions about ourselves."
"Draco seemed to perk up with interest at this idea, "I'll go first then."
First question. "Hermione, what made you decide to open a muggle dance club?"
"Well, I started working at a club because I had no money, and needed a place to stay. I got on as a bartender, and I absolutely loved it. I loved the people I worked with, and especially the atmosphere the place warranted. I saved up what money I could, and went to the bank, got a loan, found a building, and opened up my club. Disturbia has been open for two years now, and I wouldn't want to be doing anything else with my life." I answered. "What about the two of you? What do you guys do?"
Blaise answered first. "I used to report for the newspaper, I recently quit when they refused yet another one of my stories. So I guess you could say I'm unemployed, looking for a job."
Draco was another story. "I've been living off of the money I used to hoard away in Gringotts when my mother sent my weekly allowance. Now, I'm looking for a job as well."
"I have another question if you don't mind."
"We don't mind Hermione; we'll answer whatever you want to ask us."
"Alright then, why were you guys so horrible to me in school? I see the two of you now, and it's like you're completely different than you used to be?"
"If you don't mind, then I'll let Draco answer this one. He can explain it much better than I can."
"Hermione, it was never anything personal against you, really. By the time we got to Hogwarts we had been hearing how awful Harry Potter was for years. It doesn't help that my Godfather was Severus Snape. To us blood didn't really matter all that much. Everyone in the death eaters knew that Voldemort was half-blood. So blood status wasn't that big a deal. It was that you were always around Potter and Weasley. And since they hated us, we figured you would listen to anything they told you, and you hated us too. Or so we thought. We also thought that if we did manage to make friends with you that you would eventually turn on us, because they disliked us so strongly. That's why we were so unpleasant to you. We didn't want to risk getting close to you and then ending up hurt."
"Thank you for telling me. I can tell you're being honest. I know they would have tried everything they could to turn me against anyone they didn't like. They tried their best to turn me against Viktor when he and I were dating. I made the mistake of listening to them. And now I regret ever getting that close to them. The two of them are the most controlling people I have ever met. I did eventually date Ron Weasley, but I'm glad I had the nerve to end that. When I did, it's like Harry did a complete one eighty from the boy everyone knew. I knew it wasn't that much of a change, but no one else did."
Blaise glanced at the clock then. "I hate to say this, but it's like five in the morning, and we should all get at least a couple hours of sleep."
I yawned and snuggled back into the pillows and let sleep overcome me then. I faintly remember feeling two warm strong arms snaking their way around my waist. Even after everything that happened that night, I felt safe and protected.
I woke up a few hours later when I felt the bed dip. I opened my eyes to see Blaise getting out of bed.
"I didn't mean to wake you, but I really need to find the bathroom."
"Oh, um it's the first door on the right when you leave the bedroom."
"Do you mind if I take a shower?"
"No, not at all, take as long as you need."
Blaise left the room headed for the shower, and I turned over to look at Draco. He actually looked freakin innocent. Well as innocent as he could anyways.
I got out of bed, careful not to wake him and headed for the kitchen. I decided that since they were such a huge help for me last night, that the least I could do is cook them breakfast.
I was in the middle of beating the eggs for omelets when I felt like I was being watched. I turned around, expecting to see the violet or grey eyes of Blaise or Draco. What I came face to face with was the bright green and blue eyes of the gruesome twosome.
FUCK ME!!
"What the hell are you two doing here? In case it wasn't plain enough last night, I don't want to see either of you ever again!"
Harry decided to keep quiet, just observing what was going on. The malice in his eyes was enough to send a chill down my spine though.
Ron decided he would be the one to speak, and everything that came out of his mouth only made me wish I had the guts to kill someone.
"Well, Hermione, we decided that we want you back in our lives."
"Oh really, you just decided that now I'm good enough to be around you? So what Ronald, did you think that the two of you could make the decision to 'take me back' and I would just run and jump willingly back into your arms? I'm sorry to say Ronald, that ship has sailed, and I want nothing more to do with either of you. Now get out of my house!"
"Oh I don't think we want to leave quite yet."
"I believe that I would do what the lady asks if I was you weasel."
It was all I could do to hold back the relief that I felt when I heard that silky smooth voice behind me.
I felt myself being pulled back and into someone's arms, and looked up into a pair of gorgeous silver eyes.
Blaise grabbed Ron and shoved him out the door, Harry being his usual cocky self just walked out after him. The look he gave me as he left almost gave me chills, but the words he said scared the hell out of me, and he knew it.
"This isn't over yet Hermione, we will be back, and you won't always have this scum here to protect your ass, so watch out."
I started sobbing, and almost collapsed in Draco's arms. He was comforting me, trying to calm me down. It wasn't working all that well, but eventually I cried myself to sleep in his arms.
When I woke up, it was to two pairs of worried eyes. Draco asked the question I had been dreading trying to answer for them.
"Hermione, what happened between you and the two of them?"
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