Chapter 10 enjoy

Draco was sitting in the living room drinking coffee. Perhaps his favorite muggle thing was coffee.

It had been close to a week since Hermione had found out she was adopted. He hadn't talked to her since. The thing that bugged him most was what the Grangers had said after she ran off.

Since he hadn't talked to her, she didn't know the truth about them. He didn't know where she lived and she hadn't attempted to contact him. He had yet to hear back from a contact he had in the ministry. With a sign he took another drink.

The painting wasn't much help. 'Where is Hermione?' He asked every time he stepped foot in the library. He had moved the portrait to a better place on the wall. It was closer to the ground so he could easily talk to whoever was there. Although he still had yet to learn the man's name.

Suddenly a small house elf appeared in front of him. ''What is it?'' He asked.

''Master Sir has a phone call. Should Addie bring you the phone?'' He nodded. With that the house elf disappeared. It hadn't been his idea to get this muggle phone. It was Blaise's. It was maybe 7 o'clock. When Addie came back with the phone he nodded thanks then took it.

''Hello?''

''~DRRAACOO~!'' He pulled the phone way from his ear. Who was ever on the other side of the line was being quiet loud.

''Who is this?'' He asked annoyed.

''It be me Hermione!'' He noted that her words were slurred. He didn't say anything.

''The lonely little bookworm form the library!'' She said as if thinking he didn't know who she was.

''Hermione are you ok?'' He asked.

''OOOH yeah! I'm Peachey! Hey did you know I'm adopted?'' He signed. This couldn't be good. He had a suspicion.

''Hermione are you drunk?'' He asked her. It took a moment before she responded.

''Maybe a bit.'' He heard a crash in the back ground. ''Oops! Sorry!'' She yelled out. Her voice was sing song the whole conversation so far.

''Where are you at Hermione?'' He asked her. He figured that as long as he kept her talking then he would get an answer.

''I…I don't know.'' She didn't should scared, her voice was more confused and sounded like she was trying to think of something. Suddenly there was a personality swap. ''Can you come get me?'' She asked. He signed. Why didn't she call one of her friends?

''What about Potter or Weasley?'' He asked her. Again the line was quiet for a moment.

''They be mean, Weasel person rude.'' He could have laughed at what she said but now was not a good time.

''Ok but I need to know where you are.'' He said back.

''WHERE AM I?'' He heard her yell, most likely to the other people. He heard someone take the phone. ''Hey I was talking!'' He heard her say.

Next thing he knew a male voice came on the phone. ''She's at the bar named, Einstein's Greatest Minds.''

''Thanks, I'll be there in 5 minutes. Make sure she doesn't go anywhere.'' He said then hung up the phone.

With a sign he grabbed his cloak.

He wasn't sure what to expect when he entered Einstein's Greatest Minds. However when he entered it was packed. Most of the people looked to be college students. Some would be having terrible hangovers in the morning. He walked towered the bar. Behind it was a man. He was on the round side. His head was receding and grey. He was cleaning the bar off. He looked up when he noticed Draco was there. ''What can I get for you?'' He asked kindly. Draco shook his head.

''Nothing, I'm looking for a girl. She called me, didn't know where she was.'' He said. The man nodded.

''She's over there, poor girl. Came in last night. She looked so broken.'' Draco looked over to see her resting her head agents the wall. ''After about 2 drinks she began to lighten up.'' He said as he began to clean a glass. ''Next thing you know she's all bubbly and giggly. Saying things like, 'Hey! You in the corner! Did you know I was adopted?' No one really responded to her.'' Draco looked around. Some were laughing. ''I don't think they intended to but someone asked her about her parents and her attitude change.'' He gave Draco a look. ''If I were you I would keep an eye on her.'' Draco now sent him a confused look. The old man must have known what he was thinking because he explained further. ''She might be a dangers drunk.'' And then it clicked. Draco knew for a fact that Hermione doesn't drink much let a long get drunk so he wasn't sure what all she did under the influence.

He signed. He should have made sure she was ok as soon as she ran off. ''I think I should get her home.''

''Are you her husband, or perhaps her boyfriend?'' The bartender asked. Draco blushed lightly. He was thankful that the bar was dark. No one could have seen his face.

''No, I'm just her good friend, that's trying to help her.'' He said heading over to her.

He stood over her for a moment. ''Hermione?'' He shook her shoulder. ''C'mon, you're going to leave now.'' He said as she slowly opened her eyes.

She gave him a smile. ''Hi Draco.'' She said her words still slurred. He put her arm over his shoulders. He then picked her up bridle style. She placed her head on his shoulder. Soon she was lightly snoring. He looked over at the bar tender. Nodded a thanks and left.

Once outside he looked at her face. She looked peaceful. Perhaps it was just the alcohol but she seemed relaxed about this whole situation.

Soon all was left of them was a cloud of smoke.

They appeared in his living room. He carried her to the room she had been in the last time she had been here.

After making sure she was still asleep he headed to his own room.

''Addie.'' The house elf appeared in front of him.

''What does Master Sir need from Addie?'' She asked.

''I need some potions for in the morning for hang overs.'' She nodded and disappeared again.

Once he was comfortable in his own bed he slipped into peaceful sleep. Hoping that Hermione was in the same state.

The next morning.

Hermione woke with a ponding in her head. She felt terrible and very sick to her stomach. For a moment she didn't know what had happen last night. But the memories came flooding back.

She remembered going to Einstein's Greatest Minds. She remembered drinking but after that nothing.

Hermione sat up taking a looked around the room. Though it caused great uncomforted since it made her dizzy. She was in the same room she had been in almost a week ago. She knew where she was this time. Malfoy manor. Suddenly the door opened.

Draco stood there. ''Oh, your awake, how are you feel?'' He asked her. She signed.

''Like I have been hit by a mountain troll.'' She said placing a hand on her head. He held out a potion to her. She looked at it then to him.

''It will help with the head ach.'' She nodded and took it from him. After downing it she felt its effects almost eminently.

''Thanks.'' It was awkward now.

''Uh, If you like you can leave.'' He said as he headed for the door.

''W-wait!'' He stopped and looked at her. ''What all happened last night?''

He looked at her. ''Well you called me and were drunk. I must say I never thought I would hear the day you would call Weasley, 'Weasel' and annoying. '' Her face fell. This could not be happening.

''You called me to come and get you. Bartender took care of you. Didn't allow anything to happen to you until I got there.'' She relaxed. That awkwardness came back once he told her that.

''Well thank you for getting me, I should get out of your hair now.'' She said getting out of bed.

He led her thought the halls in silence. After all she didn't know where she was going.

Soon he was left alone in the manor.

Once Hermione got back to her home she showered and changed. She felt bad that she was causing such a problem for Draco. Yet he was willing to help, no matter when she called. Perhaps he has changed after all.