Chapter 12

A/n: I love you all! Well, anyone who reviewed anyways. This story will definitely be finished, but it is probably going to be very, very long.

TWEE: (adj) A British slang word for something so incredibly sweet and cliché as to be cheesy

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Draco and Hermione approached the Teachers' Table the next morning.

"Ah, good morning Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy!" Professor Dumbledore greeted them, wiping biscuit crumbs from his silver beard. "How did everything go last night?"

"The potion stayed gray sir," Hermione said gravely.

Professor Snape's ears perked up at the mention of his subject. "What potion, pray tell, were you attempting to brew?"

Hermione looked to Dumbledore, who nodded, before saying, "We made an Arcane Potion sir."

An Arcane Potion? Snape racked his brain. Yes, he vaguely remembered the uses of it. Something or other to do with long-forgotten mysteries.

"And?" He asked.

"Il Simbolo del Diavolo, sir."

There is no way to explain the look of shock that crossed the Potion Master's face. He spluttered, "Are-are y-y-you sure? Because, I mean, that could, well..."

"Professor Dumbledore," Draco completely ignored his stuttering teacher. "Would it be alright for me and Hermione to see our parents this weekend? I mean, it has been almost a fortnight since it began developing. In fact," He rolled up his sleeve, "My triangle is completely filled in now."

"As is mine," put in Hermione.

"If you would like, I can excuse you from classes today and tomorrow."

"Yes sir, that would be nice. Thank you very much."

"Alright then, I will see you two back here on Thursday morning." Dumbledore smiled at them, and then turned to Professor McGonagall and asked her to pass the apricot preserves.

Turning and passing through the Great Hall together and receiving some awkward stares, they decided to take the Hogwarts Express back to London and go to Hermione's house, spend the night there, go to Malfoy Manor, spend another night there, and then return to the school.

"Wait, I need to go up to my dorm and get some money for a taxi. Come on." They went up to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and Draco waited outside while Hermione ran inside. The Fat Lady shot him death glares for the total fifty-eight seconds he was there.

As the two walked down the corridor, someone called Hermione's name. Turning she saw Ginny.

"What do you want Ginny? I'm kinda in a hurry."

"Where are you going? Why are you with Malfoy?"

"Look. I do not have time for twenty questions! What do you want?"

Ginny just looked at her reproachfully. Draco rolled his eyes, took Hermione by the arm, and together they left, striding down the corridor, leaving Ginny alone, her lower lip quivering and her eyes glistening.

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"Thank you Guillermo. Here you go." Hermione tipped the taxicab driver, and her and Draco (In muggle clothes of course) stood outside 1693 MC Perry Lane.

Draco observed the house. It was a good size, comfortable, and with a beautiful garden. It was a beautiful house all together.

"Come on!" Hermione squealed, dragging him up the stoop. Opening the door she called, "Mom? Dad!"

Mrs. Granger came around the corner of the hall, holding a bowl of cake batter, wearing a flowered dress and a gingham apron. She was a short, stout, blonde woman with kindly eyes.

"Hermione Jane!" She exclaimed. "Why on Earth are you here? Shouldn't you be at school?"

"Professor Dumbledore granted me and Draco permission to leave. We need to be back on Thursday."

For the first time Mrs. Granger's attention fixed on the blonde hottie standing in her doorway.

She held out her hand to him and said. "I'm Mrs. Granger, but you can call me Nell if you want. You must be-?"

Kissing her fingers, he replied, "I'm Draco Malfoy. I'm one of your daughter's friends from school."

"Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. Hmm... I know that name from somewhere."

Hermione shifted uncomfortably. "Mom, would it be possible for us to spend the night here tonight? Tomorrow we have to go out to see Missus Malfoy."

"Oh of course dear. But, uh, we're renovating the spare room right now."

"Well... Uh... Do we still have that old air mattress?" Mrs. Granger nodded. "Okay, cool. I'm going to show Drake around, alright?"

"Alright. I will be in the kitchen if you need me. Your father is having some guests over for dinner, so I have to cook tonight."

"Come on Draco."

"Wait a sec," He said as they walked up the stairs. "I thought my name was Drake."

He laughed.

"Sorry! Draco was just getting too long for me." She took his hand and led him to her room. "This is my room. Well, tonight it's our room, since yours is out of commission."

Draco looked around. The room was a leaf green color with sandalwood accents and cream fabric accents. It was very tidy. Like a designer room that you see in magazines.

"Ugh, I have to change clothes. I hate traveling." She went to her closet and took out a pair of green cheerleader shorts with white stripes on the side and a white lace cami.

Not even bothering to be modest, she stripped down to her red and blue striped thong and blue bra, and put on the clean clothes.

Draco tried not to look, respecting her privacy, but his eyes could not help but be drawn to her. After all, she did just get undressed right in front of him.

She saw Draco struggle in mental agony and said "Hey." She lightly hit him on the jaw. "If I didn't want you to see I would have gone into the bathroom. In fact, I really could care less if you looked." Then thinking, she pulled down the side of her shorts. "Oh, you said you wanted to see my Symbol. Here it is." And there it was, black against the tan skin of her hip, the only mar in sight.

Strutting up to him, Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his gray eyes. "Are you sure you still want to marry me?"

Rather than answer, he kissed her. It was a sweet kiss, yet it was full of the passion that he felt.

"I'm going to go ahead and take that as a yes." she grinned and sat on her bed. "Anything you want to do until din- Wait! I have to call Papa!" She reached for the phone on the nightstand, and dialed the number to the dentists' office where he worked.

"Hello, may I please speak to Doctor Granger? Let him know it's 'Mione. Thank you- Papa! Hey! Guess what! I am home for the night! - Yeah, I have a friend with me- No, just for the night. The Headmaster said so.- Yes mom told me about the guests.- But me and Draco have something really big we need to talk to you about, so yeah... none of those parties that last all night okay?- Okay, I love you too. Bye."

"So your parents don't remember why they know my name, huh?" Draco said, examining the computer sitting on the desk. "What's this?"

"No, I don't think so. And that is a computer. A Dell actually."

He poked the monitor and furrowed his brow. "What does it do? It's not computing anything."

"Haha. Hon, it doesn't work like that. You shake the mouse-" She stopped at his confused look.

And she spent the time until dinner explaining to him and demonstrating how a computer works.

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"Hermione! Get dressed! They're here! Does your friend need some clothes?" Mrs. Granger called from downstairs.

"No mom! He's fine!"

Hermione went to her closet again and pulled out a brown silk cocktail dress. It was trimmed with lace, strapless, and came down to her knees. She changed into it and put on a necklace that had yellow topaz on it, tied her hair in a brown poplin ribbon, and checked Draco's clothes. He was wearing slacks and a white dress shirt, so basically his Hogwarts uniform, without the robes and tie. They were a little rumpled from travel, so she cast a quick charm and they were smooth again.

"Come on!"

"Wait."

"What?"

"You forgot something."

"What?"

"A kiss!"

Hermione laughed and kissed him, pressing him against the wall in the hallway.

"Now, come on!"

"Fine." He smirked.

She held his hand and they went down the stairs into the foyer where they heard voices.

"Papa!" She ran to him and hugged him, knocking his glasses askew.

"'Mione! We missed you! And who is your friend here?" He asked, glancing at Draco.

Hermione took his hand again and dragged him forward. "This is Draco Malfoy everyone. I go to school with him. He's my-" She looked at him and he mouthed the word boyfriend. "He's my boyfriend." Draco held out his hand to Mr. Granger.

"It's nice to finally meet you Doctor Granger. I've heard a lot about you."

"Funny, I've heard nothing about you." Said the doctor pleasantly,

Hermione took this time to observe the guests. Mr. and Mrs. Carlin, Dr. Vincent, and his son, and Hermione's ex, Christian.

Mrs. Granger came out and announced dinner. Clutching Draco's arm, she whispered, "That one right there is my ex-boyfriend. He's got what one would call a temper, so... yeah." Nothing else needed to be said.

Draco nodded and sat down next to Hermione and Mr. Carlin, and prepared to eat his first home-cooked muggle meal.

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