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Chapter Six

Pictures and Letters

"Drakey-poo, you look downsome." Pansy said, poking the blond one. Draco growled, but Pansy did not back down. "Come on, whats the matter?" She was answered with silence.

"Blaise, he's having a tantrum." Pansy whined. Blaise chuckled lightly, and patted Draco on the back. Pansy pouted.

Draco looked up at his friends from between his crossed arms. "I don't want to talk about it."

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"But, Draco!"

Draco groaned and turned to face his annoying "best friend". He lifted his index finger to her lips, grey eyes flaring. "Shh." Pansy's eyes got all wide and innocent. Draco cocked a brow at her.

Then she bit his finger. "Nom nom nom." Draco paled and snatched his hand away. "What the fuck, Pansy?"

Blaise was currently rolling on the Slytherin common room floor, laughing his arse off. Pansy smiled as she watched the blood drip down Draco's pale finger.

"I don't like it when people shush me." She stated simply. Blaise was now choking on his own spit. Draco gave the pair a weird look. "Why am I associated with you people?" He sighed.

"Because you love us." Pansy said smugly, scooching closer to Draco on the small green couch. The common room was unusually empty that day. The trio hadn't thought much of it.

Snap, snap, snap.

Blink. "Astoria." Blaise growled from the floor. Pansy frowned as the young brunette stepped into sight.

"Hey!" Astoria grinned, waving as she stepped out from behind a dungeon wall. "Just looking for my sis. Have you guys seen her?"

Draco shook his head, narrowing his eyes. "No. Her and pretty much everyone else is no where to be found." Astoria nodded. "Well, I'm off then!"

"H-hey!" Draco called. He still had some questions for her. "Leave it." Pansy said, fanning herself with Blaise's homework. "None of her pictures could be a threat to your precious reputation."

"Tch."

Hermione sighed contentedly. There was nothing like a hot shower after a long, tiresome day. It had been very strenuous. Well, not really. It was more busier a day then she'd had in awhile.

First, there had been Quidditch tryouts. Goddess forbid she had missed Ron's big moment. Harry was captain this year, and no doubt Ron had been overly confident because of that fact. But McLaggen had been truly good. Hermione knew Harry would be fair about this.

So, being the kind witch she was, she helped Ron out a little. She cheated. Confunded the poor McLaggen for Ron's sake. She felt bad at first, but then she felt angry. She was suppose to be ruining Ron's life not helping it. She cursed under her breath, reaching for her Cherry Blossom body wash.

After Quidditch, the trio had visited dear old Hagrid. Hermione deeply respected the man and his love for magical creatures, which was one of her secret passions. She absolutely adored all mother nature's creatures, though she preferred to keep it to herself.

Thats why, when learning Aragog was close to his death, it broke her heart. Even though Aragog wasn't the nicest, cutest thing out there, loss of life was still something to mourn.

Soon after visiting Hagrid, Hermione and Harry had attended the first Slug Club Dinner. It was rather boring and tense. Well, atleast for Hermione. Blaise Zabini often grinned at her or winked. This was terribly awkward, so Hermione would just smile back. Harry did not miss these exchanges. He watched her carefully for the rest of dinner.

What Hermione observed was the sparks between Ginny and Harry. She'd have to store that little thought in her head for later pondering, and get back to the two about it later.

Though, it was obvious the two liked each other. It was driving her crazy that her best friend wouldn't make the first move, after all Ginny's signals.

Hermione sighed. Voldemort was back. Harry Potter and friends had no time for such trivial things as romance. Turning the shower off, Hermione stepped into the colder air of the Gryffindor Girls bathroom. Hermione was the only one in the large bathroom, as usual. Typically, she would study late into the night and then shower to relax herself.

The witch shimmied into her soft yellow pajamas and wrapped her wet hair in a scarlet towel. There were alot of drying spells Hermione could have use to dry herself, but she proffered the muggle way. It felt much more natural.

Stepping out of the bathroom and into the common room, Hermione was greeted with the soft buzz of her fellow Gryffindors chattering.

Ron was arguing with Ginny about some silly Quidditch predicament. She rolled her eyes. Hermione didn't even bother looking for Harry. He was having detention with Snape at this time.

So, she made her way to the girls dormitories for some much needed sleep.

"I always thought they'd be a cute couple. Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. It's straight out of a fairy tale!" A second year gushed to her friends. Hermione stopped mid-step, and twisted her head to hear better.

"Astoria even got the club some pictures. They are so cute. I want a relationship like theirs." The girl sighed dreamily. Hermione scowled and marched over to the girl.

"Pictures?" She hissed. The small blond cowered under Hermione's gaze. Hesitantly, she reached into her robe pocket and handed over a picture. Honey eyes scanned it.

There Pansy was, biting Draco's pale finger. They sat noticeably close on the couch, angled towards each other, as if extremely focussed. Something inside of Hermione fell.

Why was she getting so worked up anyway? Draco and her were barely even friends. Let alone acquaintances. She'd had more pleasant conversations with his friends more then him.

Pansy seems like a nice enough girl. Hermione thought, staring down at the picture. I guess I should be happy for them. They seem to have more progress then Ron and I.

Hermione handed the girl the photo back, and silently retreated the dormitory.

Draco could do whatever he wanted. But it still ticked Hermione off, for whatever reason. It's like she had Obsessive Draco Disorder.

Hermione giggled quietly to herself. It's nice that they were friends before they started their relationship. Hermione thought, running her brush through her hair as she sat on her bed. Maybe it's time I took that step with Ron...?

Hermione's thoughts then drifted to the letter in her pocket. She'd been avoiding reading it since she got it at breakfast. With shaking hands, she unfolded the note.

Dearest Mione,

We assume you've had enough time to cool down, then? That was very immature to run away from the situation like that. I thought I raised you better! I guess I will let it slide since it's the first offense, and it was shocking news.

Hermione scoffed. Her mother was acting as if all was fine and dandy. How dare she call her immature, when she'd been lied to for her entire life!

Anyways, we're sorry we dropped the bomb like that. Your father said it would be best to tell you before you started school, but I guess I wasn't ready for that. We told you when we did because we knew it could not be pushed back any further. There are hard times coming for you, my darling girl. Us lying wouldn't have made the path easier. Atleast now you know all your options.

Hermione snorted. Options, indeed!

Theres a decision you will have to make and it won't be easy. Now, you must know I've always been the one for extreme independence. I always encouraged it in you, waiting for this moment. Its yours. Don't let anyone make it for you. Oh my. I'm getting ahead of myself. It hasn't even begun yet! Above all, darling, I just want you to know that your father and I are always here for you, no matter who you are or what you choose. Even if you don't forgive us we will always love you more then anything.

"If you loved me you wouldn't be crazy death eaters." Hermione muttered darkly.

Write back please, sweet. The "family" sends their love. Oh, say hi to little Draco for me!

Hugs and Kisses,

Mum.

Hermione shivered. The reality of it all sunk in again. Of who she was. The difference in her blood. She looked down at her pulsing veins and frowned. Whos this family her mother spoke of? And why would she tell Draco her mom said hi?

Hermione sighed. The thought of it alone embarrassed her.

Should I forgive them? She wondered. Hermione bit her lip, still glaring at her green veins. She didn't want to answer that right now. She'd deal with it later.

"WHAT in the name of Hera is this?" Pansy spat. Astoria cowered. Draco sipped his juice, staring blankly at the two warring Slytherin princesses.

Pansy was flailing her arms madly, holding a picture of her "intimately biting" his finger. Blaise was too busy obsessing over the unattractive photo of him, rolling around on the floor. Doesn't sound too bad? You would understand if you saw the face Blaise was making. Not Slytherin-like at all.

"It's a picture...?" Astoria said uncertainly.

Pansy's eyes flared as she took a step forward. "This picture here gives the idea that Draco and I are together!" The witch hissed.

Astoria blinked. She could feel Pansy's angry breath on her face. "But, aren't you?"

"No, we aren't." Pansy ground out, reaching for her wand. Astoria made a surprised sound.

"Avis Oppungo!" The older witch said, smirking. Birds flew from her wand and began to chase the wailing Astoria around the Slytherin common room.

"AHHH! Pansy!"

Draco took another sip of pumpkin juice, watching the two with an amused look on his face. Blaise was sitting dejectedly in a chair in the far corner, muttering dark things.

"Why are you so calm, Drakey-poo?" Pansy asked, admiring her work along with Draco and a few other students. Draco shrugged. "Not like anyone important would believe that."

Pansy blinked. "Well, there is that one Gryffindor." Draco choked on his pumpkin juice.

"You don't think she'd believe that?"

Pansy frowned as Daphne assisted her sister with the ridding of the birds chasing her. "She doesn't really know us that well. Probably thinks we are."

Draco paled. "That's not good at all." He stood up from the green sofa and left the common room without a word. Bloody little wench... Draco thought bitterly of Astoria. He couldn't believe she'd be so dumb as to assume he was with Pansy.

She was a fine witch, beauty and brains, and they were around each other alot. She was kind and cruel. Brave, yet sneaky. Loud and sly. She contradicted herself and was an amazing friend. But thats all she was. Draco had been often wondering if it was the bond with Hermione that had kept him from Pansy.

Maybe, if everything was normal, he would be with Pansy and she would be with Weasley? But, alas, things were screwed up in loonieville.

As always.

Entering the library, Draco could instantly sense the blob of emotions that was called Hermione. He felt her confusion and despair. Draco gritted his teeth and tried to focus his mind on a brick wall.

First, Draco randomly selected a book from the shelf behind her. Hermione was too absorbed in her reading. This irked Draco.

Notice me, dammit! This time, Draco loudly placed his book on the table and sat straight across from her. Hermione's head snapped up.

"M-malfoy?" Hermione began. "U-um-?"

"Hello to you too, Granger." Draco smirked. He glanced down at the book she was reading. "Fantastic Beasts and where to find them?" He read.

Hermione nodded, watching him warily. "So what?"

"But you aren't taking Care of Magical Creatures this year."

"How'd you know that?" Hermione asked, narrowing her eyes.

Draco froze. "Blaise told me."

"And how does Blaise know?"

"I don't know. It's really weird. Blaise just knows things sometimes." And with that, Draco began reading the random book he'd picked.

"Enchantments In Baking?" Hermione giggled. Draco frowned. "I think it's very important to be able to cook. Girls can't do all the work."

Hermione raised a brow, pleasantly surprised. "You really think that, Malfoy?"

"...Totally."

Hermione nodded approvingly. "Well then, I supposed it isn't to silly...if it were any other man. But because it's you makes it hilarious."

Draco glared at the witch, who was currently laughing quietly at her own joke. "Whats so wrong with being a Malfoy? Your mother seems to enjoy us."

Hermione stopped laughing. "What did you say?" Draco leaned back in his chair, grinning triumphantly. "Your mum came over a few days before I left for Hogwarts. Spending time with the family."

Hermione's eyes flared. Draco had know idea why, but it drew him in. He leaned in closer.

"So, thats why mum told me to tell you hi." Hermione said, more to herself then Draco. She looked down at the book she'd been reading absentmindedly. It was flat on the surface, its cover facing up. Hermione was lost in her own thoughts and had completely forgotten about the Slytherin prince sitting in front of her.

Big mistake.

The Snake Prince himself leaned over the table and place a sweet kiss on the Gryffindor's precious princess. Honey eyes widened in surprise as stormy gray closed.

"Belly, Cissy?" Catrina asked, as the attractive male servant rubbed at her small feet. Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix LeStrange glanced over at their friend.

Today, they had summoned attractive man-servants to pamper them and feed them grapes. They had been plotting and doing evil death eater stuff since the kids had left.

"Do you think they're getting along?"

Narcissa snorted. "Draco's lucky he has any friends with the way he acts. If he gets a smart girl like Hermione I'd be surprised."

Catrina sighed. "That's not very reassuring."

Bellatrix chuckled. "Oh, Cissy's just being pessimistic. I'm sure Draco can charm his way into her heart."

Narcissa yawned loudly. "For Lucius' sake, I hope."

"I don't know. Hermione is anything but naive. Brains come before charms." Cat smiled proudly. "I taught her that."

"And you married Bryson." Narcissa pointed out. Bellatrix howled with laughter.

"Oh, hush. Like Lucius is that much better."

"Touché."

END

Its kinda short~ Wahh. But it did come out so yaaay! :3

Guess what? I got sony vegas! woot! Youtube videos for me! Anyway, in this chapter I mentioned the big shower ordeal. Rowling didn't mention where the showers and such were, besides random bathrooms and the prefect's bath. So, I added my own bathrooms. Each house has two. One for boys, one for girls. They both connect to the common rooms.

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