Chapter Four: Memories from Long Ago
"Draco, I can't really remember how I felt back then, I see the images many of times at night, but I just don't remember how I felt." That was her confession. Draco's face fell, sure she remembered him, but she didn't feel anything, and if she did she doesn't remember it! "I remember always telling, Lleh, about his annoying little friend Drake, and telling him to leave me alone. He always did bug me when I was reading." She smiled "I wonder what happened to him, sure he was annoying but was always sweet and protected me!
"Nevaeh, I wasn't really that annoying was I? I only allowed you and your brother to call me Drake! After he died, and you disappeared, I was never whole again! I felt like part of me died that day, then my father trained me to be mean, hoping that I'd forget about Lleh, and you."
"Drake… I'm so sorry! Maybe we should go asleep, and finish this in the morning." She told him, as she rolled over, for she didn't want to show him her tears yet again. "It's just that you've been through so much, and to think it was all because of me. Drake I'm sorry, or do you not want me to call you Drake? I'd completely understand."
"Nevaeh, I'd never allow that to happen. I put myself through the pain, I knew you were near me all these years at Hogwarts, because back before we go split apart I kind of placed a binding spell upon us. I hope you're not mad." Draco told her. "So for the longest of time I used it to try and find you, but not once did I figure that your parents had pretended for you or them to be muggles. If I would have known I never would have been mean all those years. Nevaeh, please forgive me."
"Drakie, I guess that explains all those years that I felt something for you. I never understood it, but now I do. Wait you were doing magic back then? Was I?" Hermione asked. "Please promise me you'll stay here with me. Don't let me go again, I use to search for you too." She smiled and kissed him as she pulled him back to bed with her. "Come now Drakie, it's time to sleep."
"I promise no matter what happens I will and shall be there to protect you, my love. Yes lets do get some sleep." Draco told her as he allowed himself to be pulled under the covers. On instinct he put his arms around her and pulled her close to him, letting the heat from his body free.
The next morning when Draco woke up, there was a plate on a tray lying next to the bed. As he set up he noticed that Hermione was not there, than he noticed the letter.
Dear Drakie,
Sorry that I'm not here when you wake up, but my mother and me had plans to go out shopping. Don't worry my dad's at work and you're at the house alone. Please don't get mad at me but I have chosen to tell my mother about last night. I understand if you're not there when I come home, but my mother needs to know that I'm in touch with you and that I know what's going on, or well at least everything that you've told me. Don't worry if your mom and mine were good friends and were forced to stop talking than I'm sure my mother will be happy to know what's going on. Maybe it will help patch things up. If you want there's a spare bedroom down the hall, which you can go to or you can stay in my room. Also, my bathroom is right down the hall, feel free to use it if you need to. The library is right across the hall, and there you will find my computer, use it if you need to. We should be home, in a couple of hours, then I'll make us some lunch and you, me, and mom can talk.
Love you,
Nevaeh Ann Mackintosh
Or
Hermione Lynn Granger
P.S. I'm going to tell my mom about what we did also, that way if I do turn up pregnant she'll know why. Lots of love!
Oh great, now I've blown it, Draco thought. Meanwhile, Hermione and her mother were out shopping when all of a sudden, Hermione asked her mom if she was a pureblood. "Hermione, what on earth are you talking about?" Lillian asked her.
"Well, mother last night when I told you that I spilled some ink I lied. Draco Malfoy appeared in my room, and told me some interesting things." She told her mother. Oh no, this isn't good. Lillian thought to herself. "He told me to go down to supper and pretend like nothing happened, and after you and dad got in the argument, I went upstairs. He was there waiting for me. Then I heard you scream and dad slap you, I wanted to go downstairs but he wouldn't let me. I told him I knew he knew what was going on and pleaded with him to tell me, so I could understand."