A/N: A lovely reviewer pointed out a HUGE mistake that I made in the last chapter. Lucius Malfoy IS STILL ALIVE! He isn't at Malfoy Manor currently because he's off doing Voldy's bidding. I am SO sorry if that caused confusion. A gigantic thank you to PrivateNites for catching my mistake.

Hermione was barely halfway through the first bookcase when she was tapped on the shoulder by Greta. "Miss, dinner is going to be served soon. Would you like me to take you there?"

Hermione debated for a little bit before saying, "Yes please." Hermione told Draco that she was going to try to make this work and, more importantly, she was very hungry. "Is what I'm wearing okay?"

"You look very good Miss. We should be going now." Greta said nodding her head twice. "We're having bangers and mash tonight. Greta is very excited because Master loves bangers and mash."

"He does? What else does he like?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Master likes lots of things. He likes reading and eating, Master very much likes eating, and drawing." Greta said excitedly.

"He draws?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Miss, Master draws very well. Master drew a picture of Greta once. Greta has it hanging in her room now! Greta is so happy that she lives here."

"Are you really that happy?" Hermione asked looking down at her.

"Yes, Greta is very happy. Master treats Greta very well. Now that old Master isn't here anymore new Master is very nice."

"Where is old Master?"

"Oh, he's serving his Master. Just like me!" Greta said smiling from ear to ear.

Hermione gave the elf a fake smile as they entered the dining room.

"Hermione, this is my mother. Mother this is Hermione Granger." Draco said standing as Hermione and Greta entered the room.

"Hello Hermione, how are you dear?" Narcissa asked her kindly.

"I'm quite well. You have such a beautiful home." She said as she sat down in the chair that Draco had pulled out for her.

"Have you found the library yet?" Narcissa asked her with a knowing smile.

"Yes" Hermione said hesitantly. "How did you know that?"

"Draco said that it would be the first place you would go. He's been very excited for you to come."

"Mother!" Draco exclaimed with a blush rising to his cheeks.

"I'm sorry sweetie. Did I embarrass you?" Narcissa said sarcastically.

Hermione giggled as she started to eat her bangers and mash. They ate in silence for a little while until Narcissa broke the silence. "Hermione, Draco told me about you receiving the position of Head Girl. Congratulations."

"Thank you Mrs. Malfoy. It's quite an honor."

"You don't have to call me Mrs. Malfoy, Hermione. You are family after all."

"Oh, you know about that?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Of course I know. Draco and I talk about everything. How are you dealing with all of this?"

"Um…" Hermione paused for a few moments "I don't know yet. I'll get back to you on that."

"If you need anything don't hesitate to ask. I know that my family hasn't always been the best to you but now you are one of us." Narcissa said kindly.

They ate the rest of the meal in silence and when it was over Hermione looked at Narcissa and asked, "Can I talk to you in private?"

"Of course dear, follow me."

Narcissa lead her through the house and out a set of French doors. When Hermione stepped outside she let out a stunned "Wow." They were in a beautiful garden with every type of flower you could imagine and the greenest grass she had ever seen. There were gorgeous old trees lining the property.

"Stunning isn't it? When I'm stressed this is where I go to relax. Now, you said that you wanted to talk about something?"

"Right, I don't mean to offend you but I was wondering about Mr. Malfoy."

"What about him?"

"Well, Draco said that he would ask his father about a way out of this but then when I got here he said that his father is dead?"

"He's dead to us. When he decided to go and run after the Dark Lord like a lost puppy I decided that I was done with him. I still love him with all of my heart but I have never agreed with his thoughts on blood. The only time I talk to him is when I need something. Draco talks to him more often."

"Oh." Hermione said sadly. She felt horrible for Narcissa. To be in love with someone and have them be so distant must be hard on her. "So," Hermione said pausing for a moment, "there really isn't any way out of this?"

"No there isn't. I'm sorry that's probably very disappointing for you to hear."

"A little bit. Draco's been really sweet though. It's kind of odd." Hermione said with her brow furrowed.

"He's not a bad person, Hermione, he's just been brainwashed by my husband and his ideals. He never got the opportunity to form his own ideas about anything. Now that his father isn't around as much anymore he's starting to realize that being Pureblood is not different than being a half-blood or a muggle-born. His blood is no different than yours."

"Really? Because it doesn't seem like those ideas have left his head yet." Hermione said remembering how all Draco was concerned about was the fact that their children would be half-bloods.

"Hermione, I don't know what to tell you. He has been sweet to you right?" when Hermione nodded her head Narcissa continued. "Isn't that enough for you?"

"No, it's not."

"So you would rather him be mean?"

"Mrs. Malfoy, Draco has been nothing but horrible to me over the past six years. He's called me names, made fun of me, and he's hurt me. On top of all of that he's been trying to make my life, and my friends lives, hell. It just seems so uncharacteristic for him to be nice to someone like me."

"He's always fancied you. When he came back home for breaks he would tell me all about you. At first it was about how you were an insufferable know-it-all but then it slowly progressed to him thinking of you in a romantic way. If anyone found out he would never hear the end of it so he never discussed it with anyone but me. It was hard for him to know that you and your friends hated him and that no matter what he did nothing would change between the two of you. I thought that he was going to lose his mind when he found out that you and Weasley boy were dating." She said laughing softly. "He finds your intelligence, bravery, courage, and loyalty admirable." When she saw Hermione roll her eyes she asked "If you hate him so much why are you here?"

"I don't hate him and I'm here because Ginny thought that it was a good idea for me to come."

"So, you're here because of Ginny and not because you want to be?"

"It's not that I don't want to be here…it's just a little bit weird for me."

"Well, I hope that it gets better for you. Now if you'll excuse me I have to help Draco get prepared for the school year." And with that she turned and walked away.

When she was out of eyesight Hermione decided to take a walk around the property. She didn't know what to do. She had always pictured marrying the man of her dreams and until recently she thought that that man was Ron. And now not only is she not with Ron she's also married to Draco Malfoy. Hermione took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Draco is being very nice…maybe this could work out for the best. And Mrs. Malfoy did just say that he's always liked me and just couldn't say. He is really attractive and he's being sweet. Maybe I'll fall in love with him and live happily ever after. Hermione thought to herself. And with that thought she turned and started to walk back to the house.

When Hermione and Mrs. Malfoy left to go outside Draco went to his study. He sat down at the desk that used to be his fathers and sighed. It had been a long couple of days for him. He can't help but smile though. I'm married to Hermione Granger. Now she's Hermione Malfoy. She's my wife. I'm her husband. My plan is working. Draco smiled cruelly as he pulled out a piece of parchment, a quill and some ink and began to write a letter.

Father,

I married the mudblood and I think she's falling for me. Let the Dark Lord know that the plan is coming to completion quickly. Let me know what he wants me to do next. I'm prepared to do whatever it is he wants.

Sincerely,

DM

When he was finished with his letter he walked over to his owl tied the letter to his leg and said, "Deliver this to my father and don't come back until you get his response." Then he sat back and watched his owl fly away as he plotted Hermione's demise.

A/N: I'm SO sorry it took me so long to update and that this chapter is a bit shorter than usual! I hope you like it! PLEASE REVIEW!