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Chapter 10
Draco was exceptionally happy that day even his secretary can't ruin his day, nothing can ruin his day.
Why wouldn't he be happy? He and Hermione are officially back together, so that's really really great for him, plus in just a few hours his daughter will finally know the truth about her father and that he is very much alive, he did hope that will go well, because he is definitely not going to let anything or anyone ruin his chances to make his daughter accept him. He thought he should pay for the birthdays he missed, she would like that. He wondered what Isabella likes; maybe she likes books like Hermione? Oh well, he'll just ask about that later.
"Mr. Draco? Are you alright?" His secretary asked as he walked passed her, he was on his way out.
"Yeah I'm perfectly fine, why'd you ask?"
"It's just that... You're smiling"
"I am? I didn't notice I was smiling," He said. "Oh you can go home now if you like."
"Am I fired? I'm really sorry sir; I didn't mean to offend you." His secretary said, her voice trembling.
"Oh no you're not fired it's already three o'clock in the afternoon and all work is done so you can go home early today, okay?" He smiled at his secretary again as he left. It really is creepy for her to see her boss smile like that; they're just not used to see him that happy.
He came by at the Manor to tell his mother about Hermione and Isabella. And he wanted to ask her to come to the burrow with him to meet them.
Since Lucius died, Narcissa decided that it was finally the time for change; she started on the Malfoy Manor. She burned all their portraits and paintings and all of Lucius' stuffs. She personally gave all his dark stuff to the Ministry; she didn't want any of his things left in the Manor. She changed the wall colours into a much lighter color and put all different kinds of paintings, the only portrait that can be found in there were her and Draco's.
"Master is back!" the little house elf squeaked. "Pinky will get food for Master, what does Master Draco want? Pinky will make it for Master"
"No thanks Pinky, I just need to see my mother" He said, giving his coat to Pinky, politely.
"Mistress is in the library Master; I go and tell her Master Draco is back!"
"No need, I'll just go there myself. Why don't you just… take a break and relax" He said leaving the little elf wide-eyed, not believing what he just heard from his master.
He made his way down the library, his thoughts all about Hermione. How she'll love this place, especially their library, their ginormous library! He laughed at the thought. He was about to knock when he heard his mother laughed, it seems like she's with someone.
Feeling a bit sneaky, he pressed his ears closer to the door.
"Oh Narcissa! You never fail to make me laugh!" the girl said.
"Since when did mother joke?" Draco snorted, his ears still pressed against the door.
"I can be funny when I want to be darling" Narcissa said, still laughing at whatever it is she said.
"By the way, I hope I made myself clear. I hope you will not let me down, Frankly speaking, I get really scary when I don't get the things I want."
"Darling, I'm telling you. You will not be disappointed, he will love you! And I'm sure the moment he sees you, he'll instantly like you" Narcissa said to the girl, well, more like to herself.
Draco was feeling a bit nervous, he have a feeling that he's the one they're talking about. He decided he should stop whatever it is her ridiculous mother is planning to do, before things get ugly. He fixed his tie and entered the library room.
"Mother..." He stopped on his tracks. 'I'll be damned' he thought as he looked at the girl his mother is talking to. He wouldn't lie, he would, if he could, but he just can't. That girl is jaw dropping gorgeous! He instantly composed himself, Hermione, slipping away from his thoughts. What the hell is wrong with him?
"Draco! What a surprise!" Narcissa said as she kissed him on both cheeks. "Ah yes, this is Felicity."
"A pleasure to meet such a beautiful lady" He said, kissing the top of her hand. She smirked at him, making Draco want to ravish her clothes and carry her all the way up to his bedroom.
"Trust me, the pleasure is all mine." Felicity said as she looked at him.
"Draco, you know that I've been wanting you to get married for the longest time and well, Felicity is the perfect candidate! She's lovely, smart, rich and she can cook! She's the perfect wife for you darling!"
Draco nodded his eyes still on Felicity. If his eyes would have had hands, Felicity would be effing naked right now.
"Seeing you both like each other, why don't we toast?" She said, giving them both of them a glass of wine. "To the future Mrs. Malfoy!"
"Cheers to that!" Draco said as he drank his wine. Feeling that he needed to tell something to his mother, but when Felicity's hand snaked around his shoulder, he totally disregarded that thought.
Hermione was pacing around the room, any moment now, she'll have a nervous breakdown from all the thinking she's been doing.
She's Hermione Granger for goodness sake! She's supposed to know what to do to any situation, but this was just one of those things she can't deal with.
She sat at the corner of the bed, thinking about what happened last night, it was all sudden and unexpected and great at the same time. She felt happy and complete again and she felt right when Draco hugged and kissed her last night, they really were made for each other. She wondered what he's doing right now.
She sighed, maybe she should just hope for the best.
But no, she can't do that. She needed to make a decision right now. Tell Isabella or not?
She felt really frustrated, since when did Yes or No, the hardest decision to make? Not really knowing what to do, she took her purse and took out the magic eight ball she bought from George and Fred's joke shop. Desperate times call for desperate measures, she bought it from a joke shop and not just any ordinary joke shop, but from the two most mischievous person she ever know in her whole life, so she didn't really know what kind of answer she'll get.
She felt extremely childish at that moment, getting answers from a magic eight ball. She never saw herself doing this, but then again, there's a first time for everything right?
She looked at the eight ball in her hand, "Should I tell my daughter that her father is not really dead and very much alive?"
'Ask your mom'
"I can't ask my mom! She doesn't even know about the Draco part yet." She's actually explaining all this to the eight ball because?
She tried asking again, "Should I tell Isabella that Malfoy is her father?"
'Oui, oui monsieur'
"Are you sure?" Seriously.
'That's just illegal, so do it!'
"You're not really helping me." She put the eight ball down and sighed. Maybe she can just stay up there all day, Ginny can take care of Isabella, and she can practice being a mother.
She took the eight ball again, "I've gone nuts, haven't I?"
'Everybody hates no, so yes'
She went downstairs to find all of the Weasley's there, why do they have to be so many? She knew that they already know about Malfoy, she could hear them from way up there. Good news travel fast, but then, is it really good news? To her and to her daughter?
She didn't see her daughter all day. Well, that part really is her fault; she's been hiding from Isabella all day. She's scared that the moment she sees her, she'll start asking her questions about last night.
Merlin's beard! She's Hermione freaking Granger! One of the brightest witch of her generation, she's a Gryffindor she's brave and smart and brave. She needs to stop hiding and stop making excuses and just deal with this and stop with all this eight ball nonsense.
"Hermione!" shouted Ron, "Where have you been all day?"
"Upstairs, just cleaning and doing stuff" she said, smiling at him. "Is Malfoy here already?"
"He's not here yet, but Pansy is here again. She's talking to Isabella about that Dora kid, I think she's an explorer of some kind" Ron said frowning, looking somewhat confused. "Someone should really talk to the mother of that kid, she shouldn't let her daughter roam around who knows where, people these days." He said, shaking his head.
Hermione just laughed at him.
"Hey kiddo, I missed you!" Hermione said as she hugged Isabella.
"No hug for me?" Pansy said, pouting at the two of them. "Just kidding, hug is not really what I need right now, I need a man!" she said as she winked at them.
"Uncle Ron is a man." Isabella said as she brushed the hair of her doll.
"That honey, is not the kind of man that I need."
"Mama, Miss Pansy and I were just-"
"Darling, call me Aunt Pansy, I feel like I'm your teacher when you call me Miss Pansy"
"Aunt Pansy and I were just talking about all my favourite TV shows! And she knows all of it! Even Spongebob, isn't that cool?"
"How come you know about all the Muggle TV shows?" Hermione asked.
"Well, when I got married, my husband and I travelled a lot in the Muggle World and the thing he liked the most was the television. He watched all kind of things in that telly thing, sports, movies, news, even cartoons, and did I mention sports?" Pansy said.
Hermione just laughed at that, Men and televisions. "Where is your husband anyway?"
"You mean my ex-husband. I don't know where the hell he is, who cares." Pansy shrugged.
Hermione feeling a bit awkward changed the subject immediately. "So where's Draco? He's late."
Pansy was about to answer her when suddenly a small brown owl flew their way (yes, inside the house) and dropped a scroll on Pansy's lap.
The two girls just looked at each other, Pansy raising her eyebrow. Who would write to her?
You are invited to the engagement party of Felicity Crow and Draco Malfoy, to be held at the Malfoy Manor on November 16 at 8 PM.
We hope you can come and celebrate with us.
Felicity and Draco
'What the hell is Malfoy thinking?' Pansy thought, fuming at him. 'And who the hell is Felicity freaking Crow?'
"Who's it from?"
"Um... From Malfoy, he said that... that he can't come today. He's uhm, busy, busy with business stuffs. He'll just send you an owl when he's free, and he said that he's really sorry he couldn't make it." She said to Hermione, as she stood up and took her purse. She needed to talk to Malfoy, now. "I have to be somewhere, Bye!"
Hermione was going to ask what was wrong, but Pansy didn't give her the chance to. She hoped everything was okay.
"Aunt Pansy is weird sometimes." said Isabella.
"Yeah, she is."
"Mama, about last night, you said you're going to tell me something?"
This was the moment she's not really waiting for. Malfoy should be here. They should do this together. "About that, let's just wait for Malfoy. He should be here when I tell you what you needed to know."