Harry Potter: I WISH I owned this. I ship Dramione (Draco + Hermione) SO HARD.
Vampire Academy: If I owned this, Rose and Christian would have so many kids, and Sydney and Adrian would be married already.
Previously;
"You know, your boyfriend might get the wrong idea if you keep this up any longer, hon." I said, as she let loose a shiver and I wrapped my arms around her. She blushed profusely before slowly sliding down the length of my body, seeing as we were pressed flush together. She bit her lip as her feet hit the floor, and she walked over to the one she called 'Comrade'.
Dammit, Draco! Hermione thought. I rolled my eyes and glared at her. We had this weird bond thing going, and I could read her thoughts. She ducked her head and I turned back to Rose when a fist hit me in my jaw. I gasped, holding my jaw. Rose jumped up and grabbed comrade's arm, growling at him. He shrugged her off and came at me again.
"Dimka!" She yelled, and he froze. She grabbed him by his hair and dragged him into a separate room. I smirked at Hermione, raising a brow.
"That went well, eh?" He said.
Three Years-Chapter Two
Rosemarie Hathaway's Point of View
"No, that did not go well!" I yelled at Dimitri. He had a huge grin on his face, and turned toward me, a growl coming up his throat.
"So it was okay for him to put his hands all over you, when your boyfriend's standing right there!?" He yelled. I groaned, throwing my hands up in the air.
"Boyfriend? Please. And you're saying you didn't do that when you were winning me back from Adrian? Huh!? You don't think he yelled at me enough to get the point across? Just shut the hell up, sometimes!" I screamed, my voice going hoarse during that last sentence. He stared at me wide-eyed, before pushing past me, out of the room. I stumbled, falling against the wall, and moaned in pain.
"Rose? Y'okay?" Draco had walked in, and I looked up. A wave of dizziness hit me, and I grabbed my head again. Damn concussions. I thought, shaking my head and standing, despite the frizzy haired girls attempts to sit me down. I furrowed my brow, pointing at her. She chuckled and held out a hand, which I shook.
"Hermione Weasley." She said with a smile. I nodded, a click sounding in my brain.
"Granger." I said. Draco shot me a look. "Was I not supposed to say that? Was that a secret nickname?" I asked.
"No, it's fine. I just haven't heard that name in a while." Hermione said. I nodded again and looked at Draco.
"Oh, what? Wanna know why I'm here?" He asked. I nodded. "Well, see. Let's go be introduced, and then I'll explain it in..private." He said, patting Hermione's hair. She scoffed and whispered something. His had shot off like it was on fire. What was going on here? I rolled my eyes, pulling off my clothes and changing into something more comfortable. I picked a pair of sweatpants and a random graphic shirt. I turned to see Drake watching avidly, and Hermione adverting her gaze. I chuckled and led them out.
"Now, we're in my old boarding school, St. Vladimir's. It's for Moroi and Dhampirs." I said.
"Oh, we know all about this place." Hermione said. I turned to her. "We may have talked to someone by the name of..Sage, was it?" She questioned. I grinned. Sydney. I wonder how she's doing. Wonder if she got to go to Rome yet..
"Well, anyways, I've already graduated from this place, but I've come back to help my friend's half-sister, Jill. She's the princess, and Lissa is the queen. Speaking of Liss.." I trailed, knocking on the huge oak doors. I heard rustling, and the door swung open, to Christian Ozera's face. Pyro.
"Rosie! So good to see you!" He said with fake enthusiasm, touching the tip of his finger to my nose.
"Firecrotch, I am not afraid to bite that pale finger right off of your hand." I threatened. He smile, withdrawing it, and flicked my forehead.
"What do you want? Liss and I were in the middle of-"
"Bloody hell! What is that...stench!?" Draco yelled, covering his mouth. I sniffed. What smell? I sniffed again, and Christian flushed as I laughed.
"Durian Fruits. Fucking nasty!" Lissa yelled, coming over to the door, a yellow fruit in her hand. She handed it to Chris and lunged at me, giving me a huge hug. "Save me. This is not what I meant by 'trying new things', Chrissy." She whined.
"Well, what did you mean?" Draco and I said at the same time. Lissa looked behind me and grinned.
"Nothing. Nothin'. Now, who's this, and does he know." She asked bluntly.
"Draco Malfoy, meet Queen Vasilisa Dragomir, and her royal, pain in the ass of a boyfriend, my brother, Prince Christian Ozera." I said. "And yes, he knows."
"And this, is Hermione." Draco said, pushing the girl up. At the moment, she was reading a book she'd had. She looked up suddenly and blushed heavily. She waved shyly, closing her book.
"Hullo. Wait, how is the Prince a...prince, and you're not?" She asked.
"Oh. We're half-brother and sister. We have the same mother, but his father is the late Lucas Ozera. My dad is a badass mobster!" I yelled, fistpumping. Christian rolled his eyes, pulling me to him and giving me a noogie. I pouted, fixing my hair.
"Ah, okay. Anyone else you want us to meet?" Draco asked, poking me in a side. I chuckled and left Liss and Chrissy.
"Well, there's the headmistress and that's it, I guess."
"Come in." Kirova said. I opened the huge wooden doors to find a calm Kirova and a fuming Dimitri, with Alberta and Stan sitting there in shock. Draco's head sat on my shoulder as I froze in place. Hermione just simply walked into my back, making us all stumble in.
"Miss Hathaway, who are these people, and why are they in our school?" Kirova said calmly.
"They know what we are, Headmistress. We don't have to hide it. This young man is Draco Malfoy, and-"
"Malfoy? Of the worldwide Malfoy Corporation?" Alberta said. Draco nodded slowly.
"And this is Hermione-where'd she go?" I had turned around, and saw that the bushy-haired girl had gone away. I leaned out of the door, and saw Hermione being interrogated by one of the older students. I walked over to him and grabbed the back of his neck, turning him to me.
"Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing?" I asked. I was top guardian when it came to violence, and this was basically it.
"This tasty little feeder escaped from-OH!" The boy's fangs were about to pierce the flesh of Hermione's neck when he finally looked up and saw who I was. "Guardian Hathaway! I'm so sorry-OW!"
I had slapped the boy upside the head. "Yeah. OW. Now apologise to this young woman, then go directly to Mr. Nagy's classroom for two hours of detention." I said. He mumbled an apology and then scurried off. We went back into the office, and I introduced Hermione.
"Now, why are they here, exactly?" Kirova asked. I rubbed the back of my neck, and turned to Draco. He sighed, and rubbed his face, walking up to Kirova's desk.
"Ma'am.." He started. "I am here this late at night.." He said, as sunlight streamed through the window. "To announce something that Rose's mother and father agreed to do when Janine was pregnant with Rose. They signed a contract with my mother and father." He said, pulling out what looked like parchment. "This contract states, that when Rose and I turn eighteen, we are to be married. We cannot divorce until we are twenty-one, and if we do, may split whatever there is left." He finished.
"WHAT!?" Almost everyone besides Kirova, Hermione and Draco yelled.
Draco Malfoy's Point of View
"Forgive me if I'm confused, but why would my parents keep a contract like this from me?" Rose said, her brow furrowed as she mumbled.
"Well, I only just found out about it last month. 'Mione and I have spent the rest of it hunting you down." I said, leaning back on the old bat's desk. She glared at me as I explained what I found out. "The way Lucius-my dad-explained it to me, is that my mum, Narcissa, and Rose's mother, Janine, used to be good friends. Something happened with my grandparents, calling Janine a 'filthy halfbreed who taints everyone she meets', concluded in them sending my mum to Hogwarts early, and forcing your mum-" I stopped, pointing at Rose. "-and mine to never see each other. Until five years after my mum graduated from Hogwarts. Your-"
Rose had interrupted me, her eyes alright with fire as she realised something. "I know this bit. My family was in horrible poverty, because the majority of people she knew were in league with wizards. Except she told me they were 'some very powerful people'. Then she said something happened, and she was fabulously replenished. What happened?" She asked, her voice shaking slightly.
"As I was saying, your mother was pregnant with you, when my mother was pregnant with me. She said they met each other when registering for schools, no less. When my mum saw how much pain yours was going through, she had to do something. So, she gave your parents half a million dollars, and made the contract." I finished, pointing to the parchment on the desk.
With a smile, Rose's posture went slack, as she leaned against the wall. "And then we hung out for ages. What was the name of the little girl we practically swore to protect? I know it started with a P?"
"Pansy." I said, wrinkling my face.
"You guys protected that wretch of a witch?" Hermione said, then covered her mouth quickly with a sly grin. Laughing, I nodded.
"She is pretty mean, though. A friend of mine, Harry, was tortured by her for his six years at Hogwarts. Hermione set her straight though, when he left, in their seventh year." I said, laughing. It faded when Rose spoke again though.
"And then our parents took us away from each other. I showed you Liss' fangs, and you showed me what magic was. I was taken here. I remember how sad I was." She mumbled, her eyes clouding. Looking over, I saw a small grin on the headmaster's face.
"You wouldn't eat for weeks, Rosemarie. You refused to eat until 'your ferret was with you', you used to say. Your mom bought so many pets for you.." The smallest of giggles came from the door, and everyone turned to see a little boy who looked like Rose's friend 'Dimka'. A wide smile spread on his face as he saw her.
"ROZA!" He squealed, running up to Rose and tackling her legs. She laughed, picking him up and cuddling him.
"Hey, babe. Where's Vika and Dimi?" Rose asked, just as a teenage girl walked in, also looking like the little boy and Dimka. She walked over and hugged Rose, with a small chuckle.
"I see Paul's already found you." She said with the slightest of Russian accents. She looked around and furrowed her brow. "Are we interrupting something? We can some back later.." She mumbled, but Dimka had stood up, taking Paul from Rose. He pouted, beating on the man's chest.
"NO! Uncle Dimka! I want to stay with Roza! MAMA! MAMA!" He yelled, his Russian accent thick in his voice. A woman hurried in, muttering something in Russian at Dimka before letting Paul run back to Rose. She shuffled everyone out of the room, the only two newcomers being Paul and the other girl. Rose smiled and turned to me.
"Draco. This is Paul, Dimitri's nephew. That," She said, pointing to the girl. "Is Viktoria, but we call her Vika. Paul's aunt. As you know, the big hulk is Dimitri, and the woman who shoved everyone out of the room is Karoline, or Karo. She's Paul's mom. They're visiting just because." Rose finished, giving Paul a peck on the cheek. He climbed down and waddled over to Vika, mumbling something as she took him out of the room.
He's adorable! Hermione thought, sending me a little grin. I rolled my eyes at her and she chuckled.
"So. This contract. What do we do about it?" Rose said.
SO...yeah. I guess? The reason Lissa and Christian are there is because Rose is Lissa's guardian. Wherever she goes, Liss goes. I know it's supposed to be the other way around, but Lissa would do anything for her best friend. I guess that's it for now...