Hate That I Love You
*Chapter Four*
Getting Ready For My Funeral
Hermione shot out of bed at 5 o'clock; it was something that she had automatically done as a child and now as lived through her life. She always woke when the sun rise, that was the morning of her day. She slipped on her tacky slippers, made her way downstairs for some 'quiet reading' time, the Weasleys had so many interesting books that went to waste but when she's there every book was dusted off and read. She pulled one of the books from the shelf and started to read.
After half an hour she had finished it, it was an interesting book about Ministry of Magic being accused of working under cover with Voldemort as they didn't investigate in a death that was caused by the dark side. It was obviously written by Rita Skeeter, a reporter witch who had nothing better to do then write stupid articles about people and publish them in the 'Daily Prophet'.
Hermione sighed. She looked around the room, the small, crap room where all the Weasleys were so grateful about. A family of nine who had to share rooms and had to take turns to get something new, well new means second-hand shops where they sell furniture, toys that were two or even three years old. But to the Weasleys that was something new as the Firebolt VI which was the newest broom that every Quidditch player desires. Hermione made a vow, the day she as a lot of money she would happily give 50% of her wealth to them and she wouldn't take no as an answer. She loved them and what they had done for her and Harry, socializing with muggle-borns was highly shunned as wizard and witches didn't think they deserved the title 'wizard' or 'witch'. But that didn't matter to the Weasleys, they didn't even mind being called 'blood traitors' and they kept their heads up high and proud and didn't let an insult bring them down.
It was now 5:47 and Hermione was bored. She had read the other books they had but none of the titles grabbed her attention so she instead put on her boots, jacket and gloves and scarf and went out the door. It was insane for a person to walk out of their homes and just wander through streets. But Hermione didn't mind, she pulled out her hat from her pocket and pulled it over her untamed hair. She looked around her, the streets were empty, no cars could be heard, she could see puffs of smoke coming out of her mouth and no voices but just the sound of her heels echoing down the deserted streets. She didn't know how long she had walked for nor how far. She turned her head back down the road which she had just finished; it was still quite dark only some light was seen. She had the intention to walk back to the Burrow before they awoken and get frightened but she also just wanted to walk freely around just having no responsibility and no worries; she just wanted to be a whisper in the winds. But she knew that was never going to happen.
After finishing Hogwarts and defeating the Dark Lord, Hermione had resided at her parent's home. She hadn't been in touch with the Wizardry world for at least half a year, she really hadn't decided if she wanted to go back there. She just wanted a fresh start and live her life as a muggle doing things like finishing school, later going on to university, get a job and just make a path and walk down it.
She was going to work in a big office, being in charge of animal care for the muggle world and Wizardry world that was before she was engaged to Draco. Hermione didn't know what to do, she had so many ideas and thoughts that she wanted to share but who could she pour herself out to? She had Ginny but she wasn't really the one to think before act. There was Ron but he was mostly caught up in Qudditch, there was Harry but he was always busy with his fame and fortune. Sometimes Hermione just felt isolated; maybe she had made herself that way without realising and was now coming out before her eyes.
Or maybe she just didn't have anyone to be with her but it was too late for that now. To look for someone, she is already with someone and soon to be married to them. Maybe just maybe she wanted another chance at life and live it the way she wanted to. She wanted life to be a dream, which you could change with the flick of your eyes and see what you want and feel what you want but she could still dream but having a good dream then waking up in reality hits you like a ton of bricks. But overall Hermione was a happy women just some points in her life she thinks she needs to start again but for now she would be who she has always been know for; a know-it-all mudblood.
After walking through another few streets Hermione decided to make her way back. She checked her watch 6:21 was the time; the others should be waking in another 30 minutes. She didn't hurry herself but walked like she had before. Before she knew it she was outside the front door, she took hold of the handle and with the flick of her wrist the door opened. The house was how she had left it, books laying on the couch, her slippers next to the door. She took of her coat, gloves, scarf and hat and made her way to the couch and flopped on it. She looked at the time again 6:45.
In a weeks' time Hermione would become Hermione Malfoy. Wow what a ring that has? Apparently they shouldn't put off the wedding any longer, that makes sense the engagement was announced 2 or 3 days ago. She buried her head in her hands, her hair falling like a curtain, letting no light in.
*A Week Later*
"Aww! My baby looks so cute." Julia embraced her daughter tightly. Today was the day she would be married to Draco.
"Okay Mum I love you and all but you're crushing me!" She immediately let go of her daughter and dried her eyes with a tissue. The wedding was taking place at Malfoy Manor, Hermione looked out of the window, and she could see the aisle she would be walking in a few more hours.
"Hey, you alright?" Whispered Ginny while rubbing her hand up and down her arms soothingly.
"Yeah just can't believe it is finally time." Hermione looked around, all the ladies were present, all the ladies. She could see; Narcissa comforting Julia, Molly sorting out Fleur's dress, Lavender putting more making on herself and Parvati stuffing her bra with tissues.
"Ladies if I can have all your attention!" Narcissa announced all eyes on her. "Well today is a joyous day for me. As a beautiful daughter-in-law is welcomed into the family. I know the wedding hasn't taken place but welcome to the family Hermione!" Magically, all the women had glasses in their hand raised into the air, chanting 'cheers'.
Hermione had tears in her eyes; she hopped of her chair and embrace Narcissa.
Julia cleared her throat, "I know we have the wedding to give our speeches but I would like to give mine now." She received nods from around the room. She continued, "Hermione Jean Granger, my daughter, my beautiful daughter. I cannot be any prouder of you darling, you have made me a happy mother to have you. I know it is quite young for you to be married but Hermione I hope you find happiness and you are all ways welcomed back home. I love you my angel and you always give me reason to have a smile on my face. Cheers to Hermione!" Everyone took another sip out of their drinks.
"Well I guess that everyone is doing their speeches, I might as well do mine. I have known Hermione from the age of 11 and she is like a daughter I wished I had-" Molly got cut off by Ginny.
"Love you too Mom!" She said bitterly. Everyone in the room laughed.
"Sorry darling. Anyway Hermione is like another daughter to me, even though I always wished to have you as daughter-in-law I can say that you will have your family behind. Your real one, your partner's one and your friend's one. I wish you nothing but the best in life. To Hermione!" Everyone took another sip out of their drinks.
Ginny stood up for all the ladies to see her. "Okay I will be the last one to give my speech to Hermione. Hermione like Mom said I wished to have you has my sister and sister-in-law but even though you are going to be married to an ignorant bastard-"
"That is my son!" Narcissa said sharply.
"Yeah that's why you're grumpy all the time." Ginny whispered only for Hermione to hear. "Anyways before I was interrupted rudely but hand on my heart I think you are better suited with Malfoy. So if you need anyone to baby sit your children, you know my number. Or you need a friend to talk to, I am always here! I wish you happiness and joy in your marriage to that ferret!" Everyone took another sip out of their drinks.
"Well thank you everyone for the cheerful wishes. Now I guess we should sober up as my wedding is less than an hour!" She hugged everyone that was there. They sat around in the room, chatting and snacking on small sandwiches.
*Draco's Room*
Draco was just fixing his bow; he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Looking good." He said while running his hands over his trousers to take out the wrinkles formed due to him standing and sitting.
"There's a sight to see! Draco Malfoy getting hard over his reflection." A cheerful Blaise entered the room unnoticed. "Thinking about you and Granger's wedding night!"
"Shut up Blaise." He snapped. He looked at the time; half past two, the wedding started at 3.
Only half an hour left before I express my undying love for Granger.
Next the big wedding...
Except a lot of Drama, tears, humour and more...x
Sorry for the late update had a lot of exams.
I should post the next chapter next Sunday if I get more then 5 reviews.
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