I have been thinking about what to do for the next chapter, so in this one we move on to New York. There's going to be a lot of action in this one and the chapter will be pretty long.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Lady gaga, America or anything else mentioned in this story.

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Death Eaters in Manhattan - The Warning

Hermione pulled Draco into his room. By now he was half asleep, mumbling random words and giggling to himself. On the ride back he kept singing "Love game by Lady Gaga" and Hermione had to put her hand over his mouth due to the taxi driver giving him strange looks. She led him over to his bed and gently put him down. He cuddled his pillow and mumbled "Mmm, You're so soft Hermione" whilst trying to kiss it. Grinning to herself, Hermione slowly shuffled out of the room and closed the door. She couldn't believe she was falling for Draco, he seemed so different now that he was away from his parents and the other Death Eaters. He seemed more relaxed, more alive.

Hermione opened her bag and started searching for her key. It wasn't a large bag, but she had put the undetectable extension charm on it, so inside was like a warehouse. She located her wand, pulled it out and pointed it at the bag whilst whispering "Accio Keys" . Nothing happened. She looked manually for a while before realising they weren't there. What was she going to do?

She turned round and gazed at Draco's room. It was unlocked. Would he mind if she slept in there? Cautiously, she opened the door again. Draco was lying on his bed, snoring his head off. She made her way over to the window, pointed her wand at the floor and made some blankets and a pillow appear. Taking one last look at Draco, she dropped onto her bed, falling asleep almost instantly.

The next morning...

"Couldn't keep away eh?" Someone above her smirked. Hermione jolted awake, looking up to see Draco stood over her.

"I lost my keys" She glared.

"Of course you did" He said, smirking more.

She flushed, "Sobered up then?" she snarled, embarrassed at how red she was going. She turned away, pretending to look in her bag for something.

She could smell his sent getting closer, the same musky Vanilla. Which had to mean one thing, he was right next to her. Looking round she found herself nose to nose with Draco. The second time in like 2 days. He was crouched down next to her, his grey eyes were twinkling, and he was saying something, but she ignored it. She couldn't turn away, and she didn't want too.

"Hermione, are you even listening to me?"

She jumped. "Sorry" she muttered hastily.

"I was just saying, we should get packed. Our next flight is at 4pm and it's - " he glanced down at his watch "11am, right now"

"Oh yes, of course." She got up, pulled out her wand so that the blanket and pillow disappeared and made her way to her room. It wasn't until she was outside the door that she remembered it was locked, and she had no key.

She glanced up and the down the corridor and saw that it was deserted.

Carefully, she pulled out her wand and whispered "Alohamora". The door clicked open and she made her way inside. She grabbed her suitcase from the top of the wardrobe and was about to start packing when she saw Hedwig sat on the balcony outside, with a letter tied to her leg.

Hermione hurried across the room, and unlocked the balcony door. Hedwig flew in and landed on her bed. She made her way over and untied the letter, causing Hedwig to ruffle her feathers and fly back out the door into the cloudless blue sky.

Sitting down, Hermione unfurled the letter. It was from Harry and Ron.

Dear Hermione,

We hope you're having a good holiday, and that you haven't killed Malfoy yet (Although Ron said he wouldn't mind if you did)

We are just writing to warn you, or more precisely to warn Malfoy. We have word from the Order that a few Death Eaters are after him, they have already seen his parents who have told them he and you are in America. They haven't told them where you two are though, which is good. But still, be alert.

See you when you come back,

Harry and Ron

P.S Ron says; Have you come to your senses yet?

Hermione felt her blood run cold. Death Eaters were coming to America? To get Draco? She had to warn him.

"Do you think we should go back?" Hermione murmured, watching Draco read the letter for like the tenth time. He ran his hand through his hair, and turned to face her, his face paler than usual.

"No" He replied. "If we go back they'll know where we are. They want me dead, and if we go back, everyone else will be in danger too

"Besides, America is huge and judging by this" He motioned to the letter "they don't know where I am"

Hermione knew he was trying to be brave, but his voice quivered and gave him away. She moved closer to him and put an arm round his shoulders, he sighed softly and leant his head against her chest. They stayed like this until Hermione realised she hadn't packed her suitcase so she made her way out of the room only pausing to look back at Draco. He was sat in the same position, but he had his head in his hands and was shaking softly. She hurried back to her room, chucked her stuff in the suitcase and dragged it out into the hallway. Leaving it to one side, she made her way back into Draco's room.

"Ready?" she asked.

He smiled faintly at her and chucked the remaining things into his suitcase.

New York

They arrived in New York a few hours later, and were now standing outside the Four Seasons Hotel in Manhattan. Hermione glanced at Draco, who was still looking pale, then made her way into the foyer.

She walked up to the receptionist, a youngish lady, who was currently on the phone and speaking very quickly. She saw Hermione approach, and motioned that she would only be a minute longer.

Eventually she put the phone down and smiled up at Hermione, "May I help you?" she asked,

"Yes, I need two rooms please" Hermione replied, pulling out some Muggle money.

"One Moment" she said, checking on the computer, "I'm afraid we only have one room available"

"Oh, Um." She looked over at Draco who just nodded, and said "That will do"

She took the keys and pulled Draco over to the lifts. "You sure you're ok with this?" she asked, pressing the button for floor 3.

"Yeah, as long as you can keep your hands of me at night" He smirked.

Reaching their room, she unlocked the door and made her way inside. The room was light and airy, the walls covered in a pale yellow. In the middle of the room stood a large king sized bed. Over by the window she saw that another owl was perched outside, tapping on the glass. She nudged Draco and he gasped.

"What's Hershel doing here" Draco muttered looking confused.

"Who?" Hermione replied staring at the owl then at Draco.

"He's my Father's owl" Draco said quietly, he wandered over to the window and pulled it open. The Eagle owl flew in and dropped the letter onto the bed, before flying out again.

Draco hurried over the bed and quickly opened the letter, "It's from my Father. He wants to meet me tonight." He looked up at Hermione, fear etched on his face.

This is part one - Part two will come soon :)

Part 2 - Enjoy

Hermione ran over to Draco, looking over his shoulder at the letter in his hands. It read:

Draco,

We need to talk, it's urgent. Meet me in Times Square tonight at Midnight.

Lucius M.

Hermione looked at Draco, "Are you going to go?" she whispered.

He didn't answer immediately, just kept gazing at the letter. Hermione noticed his eyes were watering, she knew how hard it must be for him to be dis owned by his family, and be with someone he's hated for the past 7 years. Slowly he crumpled up the letter and chucked it back onto his bed.

"I'll hear him out. But that's all. " He looked back at Hermione "Will you come with me? I don't want to go alone"

"Of course I will," she smiled.

He smiled back and went to unpack his suitcase, Leaving Hermione to think. Why does Draco's Father suddenly want to know? Maybe he's going to warn him about the Death Eaters, she thought.

At half 11 that night, Hermione and Draco caught a cab up to Times Square. They both had their wands with them, as they didn't fully trust Draco's Father.

"Times Square" the driver said.

"Thank you" Hermione replied, handing him a few notes, "Keep the change"

They got out and started looking around for Lucius. They spotted him standing in the corner underneath a huge billboard advertising the latest perfume. Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and together they made their way over to where Lucius was standing.

"Father" Draco said, looking at the ground.

"Draco " he said, then turned to look at Hermione, "And you must be the Mudblood"

"Don't call her that!" Draco snarled angrily.

Lucius simply ignored him. "Come with me Draco, we need to talk" he turned round, and started walking off down a side street. Draco glanced at Hermione, who gave a half shrug, then followed his Father. Hermione followed Draco, sticking close behind him.

At the end of the street, Lucius turned again now entering a narrow alleyway. He got halfway then spun round and shouted "Stupefy!" causing Draco to fall to the floor.

Hermione screamed, whipped out her wand and yelled "Impedimenta!" but Lucius blocked it with a flick of his wand. He then flicked his wand again and Hermione fell to the floor with an Oof.

Looking down at his Son he said "I'm sorry Draco, I have to do this. You are a disgrace to my family, If I don't kill you, they will"

He pointed his wand at Draco, unstunned him and screamed "Crucio!"

Draco writhed round on the floor, his limbs were on fire. He felt as though his flesh was burning away and his head felt as though it was about to explode. He panted, looking up at his Father who looked down at him with a cruel, angry expression on his face. There was no love in his eyes, only embarressment.

"Expelliarmus!" A voice from behind screamed, Lucius's wand flew out his hand and landed on the floor some 20 feet away. Draco stopped writhing, but was still twitching and panting heavily.

Lucius turned round and saw Hermione glaring at him, her wand held at his chest. "Well Well, the Mudblood knows some spells" He sneered.

Hermione didn't flush, instead she glared at him more. Anger was flaring up inside of her, she flicked her wand and a large slash appeared on Lucius's chest. He let out a howl of pain and lunged for her, knocking them both to the ground. Her wand fell from her hand, and rolled away under a nearby trashcan.

Lucius put his hands round her neck, "People like you, shouldn't be alive." he panted, "you give us a bad name" and with that he slapped her.

He was about to slap her again but Draco had got up, grabbed his Father by the back of his cloak and pulled him off her. "It's me you want" Draco snarled, "Not her" He then pushed his Father into the wall.

Lucius saw his wand lying on the floor 10 feet away and grabbed it. Turning back towards Draco, he saw his Sons wand held at his neck.

"Going to kill me, Draco?" he sneered. "You can't kill anyone, you coward. It's your fault the dark lord failed"

"Good" Draco snarled, and swished his wand, causing Lucius to fall to the floor howling in pain again. Draco waved his wand again and Lucius fell with a small thump.

Lucius was knocked unconcious so Draco went over to Hermione, she was weak and shaking. "Are you ok?" he whispered, pulling her into his lap.

She nodded faintly. Draco pulled off his jacket, and placed it under Hermione's head. "I'm going to get help" he said quietly.

He was halfway down the alleyway when he heard "I'll kill you, you filthy little Mudblood" and felt as though his heart had stopped. He spun round and ran back towards where Hermione was. He thought he knocked his Father out, if Hermione died, it would be his fault. Fear shot through him and made his adrenaline rise.

He stopped short at the scene before him, Hermione was lying on the floor still, but Lucius had his wand pointed at her chest. Draco ran forward, just as Lucius waved his wand, and smashed into him, knocking his wand away from Hermione. Anger was running through his body and making him shake. Lucius stared at him, astonished. "You're willing to die for a Mudblood?" He snarled. He then pointed his wand at him, flicked it and Draco fell to the ground.

Lucius took one more look at his Son, "You're a failure" he whispered staring down at his Sons crumpled body and then Disapparated.

And this is where I leave it for now :) Thank you to MandyHowlOwl150 for your reviews, hope you like this chapter :) I've left it at a cliffhanger cause I'm evil. Is Draco dead or alive?