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A/N Okay, I hope this goes as planned. I got several migraines writing this. I hope you all are happy ;( Just kidding. Happy reading and don't forget to reveiw!

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Hermione's house

Soon enough Hermione got her wish. It was time to leave Hogwarts for the holiday season. Ron had left her alone for the past week terrified that she would go to McGonagall and reveal that he had been in her bathroom with the invisibility cloak on. The week had gone so smoothly it was almost as if Ron didn't exist at all.

An hour before they were set to leave Draco carried both of their suitcases down the stairs and placed them outside of the portrait hole. He dressed in his muggle best so when he met her parents he would look like a respectable young man, not a 17 year old wizard who was just after one thing from their daughter. Hermione came down from her room wearing a winter white wool skirt and matching sweater. Her hair was pinned up into a curly bun.

"Ready to go?" she asked. He nodded and they walked out together, Draco grabbing the bag as they left. The carriages took them to the train and they rode home snuggled in a private Head's compartment watching the snow fall. When the arrived in London her parents were waiting for her, but to her dismay Ron was standing next to them talking in a quiet voice. Her hair stood on end as she marched up to where the three of them were standing.

"Ronald Weasley! I thought we had an arrangement!" she near shouted.

"Oh, hello Hermione. I was just chatting with your parents." he said smugly.

"Yes Hermione, why didn't you tell us that you and Ron broke up?" Hermione's mum asked.

"Because it wasn't important. Did Ronald tell you why we broke up?" she asked glaring at Ron whose face went completely red.

"No, he just…why?" her father asked.

"Because I wouldn't have sex with him! And then I caught him in bed with someone else!" she said in a firm voice. Draco tightened his grip on Hermione's hand.

"Is this true Ron?" her mum asked.

"I…uh…no, well if you ask her she…damn it Hermione." he said exasperated.

"Just go Ronald." she said, "I told you to stay away from me."

Just then Molly came up to Hermione and hugged her.

"Hermione, how nice to see you dear!" she said warmly, that is until she noticed Hermione holding Draco's hand.

"And who do we have here?" she said eyes narrowing.

"Molly, Mum and Dad this is my boyfriend Draco. Draco this is Molly Weasley, Ron and Ginny's mum. And this is my mum Katherine and my dad Richard." Draco stuck out his hand for Hermione's dad who shook it as he eyed his daughter's new suitor up and down.

"Hermione?" Molly asked. "Does this mean you and Ron have…you didn't break up did you?" she asked broken heartedly. Hermione felt sorry for her. She had always liked Molly and she didn't really want to tell her why they really broke up. But if Ron pushed it she would.

"Hermione was just telling us why they broke up." Richard piped in. Ron's face turned even redder.

"Daddy! It's alright. It's over with."

"No, I want to know why." Molly said. "What did you do to my boy to make him break up with you?" she asked. Hermione gasped.

"What makes you think he broke up with me?" she huffed.

"Well I just assumed since you were with someone else that he found you cheating or something." she said in nasty way.

"Seems your son tried to pressure our daughter into having sex, when she refused HE went elsewhere." Richard interrupted.

"WHAT?" Molly shrieked. Ron tried to back off but she grabbed him by the ear and pulled him forward. Draco couldn't help but chiming in the conversation.

"He has detention every Saturday from now till the end of the year. Lines. 'I will treat every lady with the respect befitting of a Gryffindor.'" he said laughing. Ron looked ready to punch him.

"Detention?" Molly yelled. "For the whole year? There must be something more to it."

"There is, but Ron can tell you himself. We need to get going." Hermione said matter-of-factly.

Just then Ginny and Harry came walking up.

"What's going on here?" Harry asked.

"Nothing Harry. Happy Christmas. You too Ginny." she smiled grabbing Draco's hand and walking behind her parents to their car.

They had a little under an hour ride to Hermione's house. Most of the ride was spent in silence. Her parents had been stunned by the news. About three quarters of the way home her mum finally spoke.

"We assumed you would be bringing Ron when you owled us Hermione."

It was very unlike her to scold her daughter. As an only child Hermione was spoiled.

"Sorry mum, it just slipped my mind." she said sheepishly.

Finally they arrived at the Granger house. It was much larger than Draco thought it would be. Apparently, her family had lots of muggle money. The house was two story brick with a large front yard and a white picket fence. Snow covered the house and icicles hung from the eaves. Draco could see a large Christmas tree in the front window with lights blinking on and off. He got out of the car and grabbed the bag they had brought. He followed the three of them into the house. Just inside the door there was a large parlor. Hermione took off her shoes and motioned for him to do the same. He kicked his shoes onto a special mat and Hermione took his coat and hung it on a large hook near a closet.

"Just set the bag by the stairs. We can take it up later." she said grabbing his hand and pulling him into the kitchen.

"This is the kitchen…you probably guessed that." she said blushing. "And through here is the formal dining room. Through there is the TV room and this leads to the basement." Draco looked around. The house was clean, large and very nicely decorated. He couldn't help but rethink his former position about muggle homes.

"And up here is my room and the guest room where you can sleep. My parents room is downstairs." she said with a shy smile. He smiled back as they were walking up the stairs. Hermione's room was nothing that he thought it would be. He imagined on the car ride there that her room would be wall to wall books, a potions lab and maybe a herbology greenhouse. He imagined that she slept on a pile of books instead of a bed. But he could not have been farther from the truth. The room was a pale shade of pink with white lace and tiny pink and green flowers everywhere. Her furniture was white with gold trim and there was a life size carousel horse in the corner of the room.

"Wow." was all he could say.

"I don't sleep here much. I am always as school or the burrow."
"Wow." Draco repeated. "I never took you as this big of a girly girl." he smirked.

"Well, my parents wanted me to be. I never really was but hey, as long as they are happy and I don't have to sleep in this pink palace too often I am okay with it. Let me show you the room you can have."

Right next door was a large bedroom with a double bed, a dresser and some weird thing on a desk that Draco didn't recognize.

"It's a computer." Hermione told him sensing he was confused. "You type on it and it tells you things. And you can talk to people all over the world." Draco hit the thing on the top a few times before shrugging and sitting on the bed. Hermione walked closer and he pulled her onto his lap.

"So do you like the room?" she asked nervously.

"It's perfect, other than you will not be sleeping in here with me." he grinned wickedly.

"Hem hem…" a voice said from the hallway. Hermione jumped off of Draco's lap and turned around to find her father standing in the doorway.

"Daddy. Sorry, I…didn't hear you come up." she said her face red.

"It's okay sweetie. Mind if I have a talk with Mr. Malfoy here?"

"Uh…why?" she asked nervously. Draco looked slightly unnerved.

"Just guy stuff okay honey. Go to your room and he will be finished in a minute." he smiled warmly.

"Oh, alright." she said defeated. Hermione leaned over and kissed Draco on the cheek before walking out the door. Richard closed the door behind her. And sat down in the computer chair across from Draco.

"So, how long have you and my daughter been dating?" he asked.

"About two months." he said quietly.

"I see. You know Hermione is our only child. And we love her dearly."

Draco nodded in agreement.

"Now you wouldn't do anything in our house to make yourself no longer welcome would you?"

Draco shook his head no.

"That's good. I knew from the moment I saw you that you were a gentlemen. Now I want you to make yourself at home here. Anything you need just ask Hermione." Richard stuck out his hand for Draco and he shook it.

"Nice talking to you. Now go find my daughter and head downstairs." he told Draco as he left the room.

Draco swallowed hard. He had never been confronted by a girl's father before and frankly he hoped never to have to do it again. Pansy's dad had practically thrown his daughter at him. He stood up and smoothed his clothes before going back to Hermione's room. She had a white thing held up to her ear and was talking as though someone else was in the room.

"You father wants…" and he was stopped by Hermione's finger going up to her lips to shush him.

"I know, maybe we will see you in town. We are going to go shopping later. Yeah, you should see…" she looked over at Draco who had his eyebrows raised.

"Never mind Kaylee, you will see." she grinned wickedly. "Talk to you later."

"What was that?" Draco asked.

"It's a telephone. You call people on it and talk to them. That was my friend Kaylee. We might see her in town when we go shopping."

"Oh, great." he said sarcastically.

"So what did my father want?"

"Basically to tell me you are off limits in this house."

"Really?" she asked smirking.

"Yeah, and to tell me to make myself at home."

"That's good." she said.

"He also wants us to go downstairs."

"Oh, okay." she said before they left the room and went back down the steps. Hermione's mum had prepared lunch for them.

"Everything looks good mum." Hermione said.

"Yes, thank you Mrs. Granger." Draco said as he pulled out a chair for her and then Hermione. Her father looked slightly impressed.

They ate a nice lunch before Hermione started pestering the other three to head to town for some shopping.

"Please daddy, Kaylee might be there and I haven't seen her in forever."

"Oh all right." he said giving in. Draco had the feeling she was never denied anything, and that she was very loved. Something he wished he had.

Half an hour later they were bundling up and heading back to the car. They drove for what seemed like an eternity until they reached a sleepy town decorated with twinkling lights for Christmas. Shops lined both sides of Main Street and shoppers were carrying bundles and bags along the sidewalks. Hermione pushed him out of the car hastily and ran towards a girl with long blonde hair.

"Kaylee!" Hermione shouted running towards her.

"Hermione!" the girl shouted back grabbing Hermione and hugging her tightly. Hermione stepped back and grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him towards Kaylee.

"Kaylee, this is my boyfriend Draco." Draco stuck his hand out and shook Kaylee's. Kaylee looked him up and down and smiled at Hermione in approval.

"Nice to meet you." Kaylee said grinning.

"You too." Draco replied.

"How have you been?" Hermione asked her friend.

"Great, school is good. How is that private school of yours?" she asked. Draco got the impression that she didn't know about Hermione's special talents so he kept silent.

"Our school is well, wonderful." she beamed. "We are so busy with our lessons and we have our big exams at the end of the year."

"Do you have a ball at the end of the year like we do?" Kaylee asked.

"Something like that. Let's go in and have some coffee to warm up." Hermione said shivering. Kaylee nodded and Hermione drug Draco into a crowded coffee shop. He felt very uncomfortable around so many muggles so he sat there stiff and sipped his coffee which was very good. The two girls talked and talked and then talked some more about old times in primary school and this boy Kaylee was seeing and that boy that someone else was seeing. He could not get a word in edgewise. Finally Kaylee began probing him about his past and him and Hermione.

"So how long have you two been dating?" she asked.

"About two months." he replied before sipping his coffee and trying to avoid the questions.

"I thought you were dating some red head." she said to Hermione.

"I was but he turned out to be a jerk." she replied.

"How did you two meet?"

"We have known each other since we were 11." Hermione replied before Draco could even answer.

"Oh." Kaylee said eyeing Draco who was clearly annoyed.

"So where are you from?" Kaylee asked Draco.

"Wiltshire."

"What do your parents do for a living?" Kaylee asked. Draco felt Hermione kick her friend under the table.

"What?" Kaylee asked rubbing her shin.

"My parents died." he responded flatly.

"Oh my god. I am so sorry. Hermione didn't tell me…me and my big mouth." she said apologizing over and over.

"It's fine. Hermione are you ready to go shopping?" he asked.

"Yeah, catch up with you later Kaylee?" The blonde nodded and waved the pair out the door.

"Why did you want to leave?" Hermione asked practically running to catch up with him.

"You do know that I can answer questions for myself right?" Hermione heard the slight amount of bitterness in his voice.

"What? I didn't mean to. I didn't know it bothered you." she said catching his hand in her own.

"It does. Your friend must have thought I was too stupid to talk for myself." he spat.

"No, it's not like that. We just get caught up in talking. I am sorry."

"It's fine. Gods there are so many muggles here." he said in an annoyed fashion. Hermione didn't reply but tried to lead them out of the crowd through teary eyes.