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Chapter Two

"Hi Mrs. Weasley." Hermione said as she walked into the Burrow.

"Hermione! I wasn't expecting you to be here today." Mrs. Weasley said. "Would you like something to eat or drink?"

"No thank you. I'm just wondering if Ginny is around; I need to talk to her about something."

"She should be in her room dear. Just head on up." Molly said smiling. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just have a lot going on right now." Hermione said. Molly nodded her head in understanding and watched as Hermione went up the stairs.

When Hermione arrived at Ginny's door she knocked twice before she opened the door a crack. "Gin? Can I talk to you?" Hermione called into the room.

"Of course, come on in!" she heard Ginny respond. Hermione and Ginny had been close ever since Ginny started at Hogwarts. They told each other everything and Hermione knew that Ginny would be able to tell her what to do. And, let's be honest, Harry and Ron, as fantastic as they are, just aren't good at girl talk.

"What's going on?" Ginny asked her as she sat on the bed.

"I got married." Hermione blurted out.

"You and Ron did what?" Ginny asked in disbelief. "Hermione please tell me you're kidding."

Instead of responding Hermione held up her left hand. "I come completely off my finger. And there's a tattoo." Hermione said softly. "Ginny, I don't know what to do."

"Why?" Ginny asked concerned.

"You're going to hate me." Hermione said panicked.

"Hermione, you're my best friend; there's no way I could ever hate you. Just tell me why you don't know what to do. I think that you and Ron being married is a good thing, even if I wasn't invited to the wedding." Ginny said with a smile.

"I didn't marry Ron." Hermione said nervously.

"Then who did you marry?" Ginny asked harshly.

"Draco Malfoy." Hermione whispered.

"I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that." Ginny said harshly. "Did you just say that you married Draco Malfoy?"

"Yeah" Hermione said with tears in her eyes. "I don't know what to do. I don't want to be married to Malfoy. I hate him!"

"There may be a way out of this." Ginny said quickly. Hermione stared at her blankly. "Hermione did you and Draco have sex?"

"I think so" Hermione said uncertainly. "I don't really know though. I was really drunk."

"Are you sore down there?"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean we had sex!"

"Hermione, it does mean you had sex. That's what happens when you lose your virginity."

"Ginny, I don't feel that sore. Is it possible that it's just a side effect of drinking too much?" Hermione said already knowing the answer.

"No, Hermione, it's not just a side effect from drinking too much. Why were you getting drunk anyway?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Hermione, you know that you can tell me anything."

"You won't want to hear this."

"You just told me that you married Malfoy and cheated on my brother. I think that I can deal with whatever else you have to say."

"Ron and I got into an argument and he really upset me."

"So you went and got drunk because Ron said something mean to you?"

"He told me that he was breaking up with me because he and Lavender have been seeing each other behind my back. He wants to marry her." Hermione said letting tears fall from her eyes. "He said that he was going to propose to her today. He's probably already asked her."

"Hermione, I'm so sorry. Ron doesn't know what he's talking about." Ginny said rubbing her friends back. "He's always been a bit thick. We can fix this."

"No, we can't. Malfoy and I already looked into it. We can't get out of this marriage."

"Then why are you here? If we can't do anything why did you tell me?"

"Because you're my best friend." Hermione said softly. "He told me that he would be at his Manor until we all have to be on the train. He said that I could go and join him and we could at least try to be friendly or we could hate our lives."

"Why would you hate your lives?"

"Because it's an unbreakable vow apparently we have to be faithful to each other until the end of our lives."

"Then go." Ginny said simply. "How bad could it really be? Sure he can be a little mean sometimes but at least he's sexy." She said with a wink clearly trying to lighten the mood.

"He told me that he was going to try his hardest to make 'this work'" Hermione said putting air quotes in the proper place. "I don't even know what this is! It's not like we're in a relationship or anything. We hate each other. There is no way this could ever turn out well."

"If he's going to try maybe you should too. When you're drunk your true emotions and desires come out. You'll do stuff that you would never do when your sober. So, I guess that you wanted him and he wanted you." Ginny said shrugging.

"Or I was just mad at Ron and wanted to get back at him." Hermione suggested. "Maybe all I wanted to do was piss Ron off and this was how I chose to do it."

"Just go to Malfoy Manor. What's the worst that could happen? Maybe this will turn out for the best."

"Thanks Ginny. But I doubt that this will work. Can I use your fireplace and floo?"

"Sure, go right ahead. Do you have any of your stuff though?"

"No," Hermione said groaning "I should probably go pack and such." She said getting up and hugging her best friend.

"It will be fine." Ginny reassuring her friend and giving her a tight squeeze, "Now go get your man!" she exclaimed as they let go of one another. "If you need me you know where to find me."

Hermione let herself out of the house and walked to the apparition point so she could get home. She apparated straight into her room and started to pack up all of her things. Once she was finished she took one last look around, shrunk her trunk and put it in her pocket. She then made her way downstairs to the kitchen to say goodbye to her parents.

"Where are you going sweetheart?" her dad asked her.

"I'm just going to stay at the Burrow for the last few days of break. It's easier to get to Diagon Alley that way. I love you both and I'll be back for Christmas." She said giving them hugs and kisses on their cheeks and with that she apparated to the Burrow.

When she arrived she quickly hurried in and flooed to Malfoy Manor. When she arrived she brushed the soot off of her clothes and took a look around. She was in a massive room with couches and beautiful painting. It was nothing she expected. She quickly noticed how warm the room seemed to be.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a house elf saying, "Miss Hermione?" when she nodded her head the elf continued, "We've been waiting for you. I'll take your trunk and show you to where Master is."

"Thank you." She said taking her trunk out of her pocket and handing it to the elf. "What's your name?" she asked kindly.

"My name is Greta Miss."

"It's nice to meet you Greta." She said smiling down at the little elf.

The elf smiled up at her and they started walking to where Draco was. When Greta knocked on the door they heard his voice softly call, "Come in!"

When they entered he was looking at the door expectantly. "Hermione." He said with a look of shock on his face "I wasn't expecting you to come." He said getting up. "Please, come in and have a seat with me." He said extending his arm to a small seating area on the other side of the room.

"Your house is beautiful." She said as she walked into the room and took a seat on one of the armchairs.

"Oh, thank you. After Father died Mother redecorated, she did a spectacular job. Would you like something to drink?" Draco asked as he sat opposite her.

"Tea would be lovely." She said smiling at him.

He snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared, "Two teas please." When he was done speaking to the house elf, which Hermione noticed was not Greta, he focused his attention onto her. "So?" he asked.

"So, what?" Hermione responded.

"I'm assuming you're here for a reason."

"Are you always this business-y?"

Draco let out a chuckle, "No, it's just kind of how I deal with awkward situations."

"Oh, well yes I am here for a reason." She said softly. "I didn't know what to do so I went and talked to Ginny…" she said trailing off.

"And?" Draco asked.

As she was about to respond a house elf popped in with a tray of tea, sugar, cream, and scones. Draco grabbed a cup and put in three sugars and a splash of cream. "How do you take your tea?"

"Two sugars please."

When he handed her the cup he said, "Sorry about the interruption."

"It's fine." Hermione said nodding her head. "I talked to Ginny and she said that if you're willing to try then there isn't any reason that I shouldn't try as well." Hermione said softly. "If you still want to try that is."

"Hermione, I told you that I was willing to try. I am a man of my word and I fully intend of keeping my promise to try and make this work."

"Where do we go from here?" Hermione asked.

"I'm not entirely sure." He responded. They fell into an awkward silence for a few minutes. "Maybe we should try to get to know one another?" he suggested.

"What do you want to know?"

"What do your parents do?"

"They're dentists." At Draco's quizzical look she said, "They fix peoples teeth."

"Oh, do they like it?"

"I suppose." She said. They fell into an uncomfortable silence again.

After a few minutes Draco, again, broke the silence. "Would you like to see your room?"

"That would be nice." She said putting down her teacup and giving him a small smile.

"Okay, I'll take you there now." He said taking a deep breath. "If it's not to your liking just let me know and I can have another room made up for you."

"I'm sure that it'll be fine, Malfoy."

They continued to walk to Hermione's room in silence. I am going to get so lost in this house. Hermione thought to herself as she tried to remember the turns they were taking.

"This is it." Draco said as he opened the door. "The house elves have put all of your things away for you. And before you ask, we do pay them and give them vacation and treat them well."

"I wasn't even going to ask." Hermione lied as she walked into her new room. It was much bigger than her room at home. The walls were a light grey and the four poster bed, the desk, the door and door frame, and the dresser were all done in a dark cherry wood. The room was simple and elegant.

"Do you like it? Mother took a long time trying to figure out what type of wood to use."

"I love it."

"I'm glad that you love it. Dinner will be served at 7:00 p.m., which , in case you were wondering is in an hour and a half, and I would love for you to be there. You can meet Mother if you want. If you don't want to come down just call for Greta and she'll get you something." Draco explained. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have to finish up my work."

Hermione stood in the middle of her new room and sighed. She called for Greta and asked to be escorted to the library so she could pass the time before dinner started.

A/N: I hope that you guys like this chapter. Please review because I love to hear what y'all think about this story!