Magical Music (Chapter 3)

Hermione eyes closed as she heard the door to her shop open again. Merlin was not with her today, her eyes were red, and her nose was probably the same shade. She turned opening her eyes to see her biological brother, with an expression of worry etched onto his face. "MiMi... Why have you been crying?" He hurriedly locked the door to her shop. Flipping the magical sign to closed.

She sat at the bar stool behind her counter and placed her chin in the crook of her hand her elbow perched up on the table. "Theo I'm fine." He crossed the room and roughly put his hands onto the counter. "Don't fucking lie to me MiMi, we've had this conversation before. If you go home a bloody mess father will kill someone" Hermione snorted looking lazily at her brother. "As if daddy would get it out of me either." She smiled softly at her brother. He was always there. Even when all she wanted was to left alone.

Therodore, and Hermione Nott, were twins. Of course no one knew until after the war was over and Hermione become of age. When the dark Lord was defeated, and the Death Eaters could be human again. Craligo, and Femmia Nott were her biological parent. She was Searching for her parents when they confronted her, she was shocked, and flooed Kingsley as soon as she heard what they had to say. She was terrified once Kingsley confirmed what the Nott couple had claimed, she was a Death eater baby! She ran, of course. She told Viktor Krum, the only person she really talked to that wouldn't blab to someone else. He was livid. With her. After she sent the letter she received a howler from the furious Bulgarian. Of course, she didn't understand half of it, his native language slipping in at places. The over all gist was very clear though.

He explained that this is what she had wanted. She knew she was adopted. She wanted to meet her biological parents without hurting her adopted. And he explained, very angrily she might add, that this was her opportunity to finally be accepted. Later on they discussed the matter that she was really a pure blood. But he demanded that she aperated to the Nott Cottage and appoligise for her childish behavior. She felt like scorned child, but did as her felt like big brother told her.

Craligo and Femmia didn't mind her reaction though. It was understandable that she was shocked, confused and maybe a little scared. After a long conversation of all that had happened (lol another cliffy guys:)-) they convinced her to move into the mannor, So she could leave the Burrow and be with her family. Her and Theo clicked and got off just right. As most twins do. She slowly gave into Femmias motherly love, and Craligo's fatherly protection, then Theo's monster likeness to herself.

Hermione was roused from her thoughts when Theo gently touched her arms. "MiMi... please tell me whats wrong.." She realized then that tears began to roll down her rosey cheeks again. She wiped them away and stood, gather all her things to head back to her wing of the Cottage. "He came by today." That was all she needed to say, even if she was going to say more she had no chance. He was gone, and Hermione knew he either went do go find Draco, or to tell Blazie to gather the hunting party. She was wrong.

Hermione apperated home and sat her stuff on her desk when a loud pop resounded in her room. Lippy slowly tugged on her masters dress. "Missues, the master wishes for you in his office!" Hermione nodded thanking the little creature. She didn't notice when Lippy left, or when she automatically began to walk to her father office. She did however take notice when she saw his door already open, and began to worry. Father never left his door open... Never.

She trudged into his office and saw Theo leaning against a far wall with Blazie Zambini. "Yes daddy?, her

father looked her in the eye. "Sit." She gulped silently and knew she was in deep trouble. She seated herself in her chair. A plush vibrant red chair that sat delicately in front of her father. Before she could speak he did. "I do not want you seeing Malfoy Mione." tears welled up in her eyes and she gaped at her father, then turned and glared violently at her brother. She felt betrayed. Horribly betrayed. She stood angrily fat tears rolling down her face. "I don't care if you want me to see him or not! His son strayed into my shop and he came to get him! And if I do decide to Chase my ex-lover I WILL!" She smacked over his lamp in anger and turned on her brother. "Your a bloody traitor." With that she strode out of the room with a gaping silence behind her.

She retrieved her wand from her desk glaring angrily at her reflection. "Like he'd want me back anyways." She then apperated back to her shop. It was only four, she supposed she could keep her shop open for a few more hours then Owl Viktor, she needed a place to stay. She opened her shop and walked back to the counter, or tried to. Before she reached the counter her door was hurriedly opened and a child's voice rang out "Miss Hermi!" She gave a strange look at the nick name, not recognizing the voice and turn to a Blonde boy she saw earlier. He was carrying a puppy. Scorpius ran to her and Held the puppy up. "I Named her after you! Hermonini!".

Hermione smiled widely at the little boy and crouched in front of him. "Oh ya? And what does your daddy think Of Hermonini?" She jumped when she heard Draco reply. "I think shes still beautiful.." She stood quickly backing away from the boy. Looking up from the boy to the door to her shop and staring at him. "Draco," He smiled at her saying his name and walked to his son. "Forgive me Mione, he just had to show you Missius Hermionini." She smiled soft;y. His gentle voice was like music to her ears. "Well I'm glad he came to show me. Ill be here for a while, should he want to come back." She turned and sat at the bar stool at the counter, the two adults then looked at the three year old who was being chased by his puppy. "Could we stay for a while? Hes having a ton of fun." Draco looked hopeful and looked into her eyes. She suddenly felt naked, and she wanted him to look at her. "I... I Suppose. yes" He looked at her strangely and then leaned on the counter by her.

"If you don't mind me asking. Why will you be open late?" Draco turned to face her and she sighed and looked up at him. "I got into a row with my father. I don't wish to return home. I'm going to owl a friend in Bulgaria to see if his BaBa will let me stay with him for tonight." Draco's face darkened and he looked back at his son who was petting his white fluffy puppy. "This might be crossing a line... But our old room is still furnished..." Hermione gasped softly looking down at the counter. Her chest constricting. "You could stay at the mannor, mother is long go in sanity. She's off in France with some friends partying." He looked at her and saw tears fall onto the counter. "I didn't say it to upset you love." She looked up at him confused and angry. Why now. Why did he pick now to return into her life. They stared into each others eyes. And Hermione felt the connection she did three years ago. That spark that makes her whole body shiver. He leaned forward then. As she leaned towards him. She shut her eyes. Her heart thudding in her chest unable to contain what ever this feeling was. This was all going to fast. She had to stop him! His hand touched her face gently, and the battle was over.

And his lips met hers. Once again.