She sent it and went to sleep casting the candles out. As Lucius read it he smiled it and put it in his pocket. When he got to his room he put the notes in his drawer by the bed, as did Hermione. They both slept surprisingly well that night. Until Hermione woke with a start early in the morning. She got up and brushed her hair, as well as she could anyway. Then Hermione brushed her teeth and put the slip, then the dress which were both laid out for her. The dress was a beautiful green, form fitting but also free flowing, it went down maybe a few inches above her knees; if she were to twirl it would flare out, but it wasn't poufy. The neckline was flattering but not too low cut; and the sleeves were black lace with vines and flowers which went all the way to her hands and draped over them hands elegantly. Hermione slipped on her black flats and walked out of her room and decided to see if Lucius was awake and downstairs. She didn't really feel like a stranger in the house so she walked around freely. When she made it to the dining room she heard someone behind her.

"Granger? What the bloody hell are you doing in my house?!" He yelled at her. Hermione flinched back and took her wand out just in case. "Why are you here, going to curse me in my own home?" Draco stalked towards her then tackled her to the floor holding his want to her throat.

"N-No Malfoy g-get off!" She yelled as loud as she could, hoping to get someone's attention. The next thing she knew there were another pair of footsteps in the room. She looked up, through teary eyes to see Lucius.

"Draco let her go this instant!" Lucius yelled in a commanding tone. Draco growled and looked down at her.

"But father, she's a filthy Mudblood!" Draco tried to protest then Lucius came up behind him grabbing him by the collar then pulled him off of her forcefully, throwing him onto the floor. Lucius offered Hermione his hand which she gladly took, getting to her feet then proceeding to hide behind him.

"Draco what is wrong with you?" Lucius asked, clearly his was livid with his son for using such language and towards a guest.

"That's what she is!" Draco jumped up and tried to yell back but his father's glare was starting to make him question his yelling.

"Hermione is a guest and you will treat her appropriately, do you understand?" Lucius asked, more like demanded of Draco. He had barely noticed Hermione behind him clutching on to his arm peeking out from behind him. Draco had definitely scared her. Hermione saw the glare from Draco and she hid her face in Lucius's back, trembling slightly; she was still a little shook up over what happened the day before and why she couldn't remember what happened, of course she wouldn't tell Lucius that. Lucius was worried if she was alright, Draco had definitely scared her. But he had to take care of him first, then once he was sure she was safe he would worry about it.

"Draco, just g-." He was cut off by Draco storming out of the room and Apparating somewhere, Lucius really didn't really stop to worry where. He quickly turned around to Hermione, as soon as he did she fell into his arms, burying her face in his chest. "Shh, it's alright." He tried to comfort the crying girl. Lucius sighed and just decided to wrap his arms around her and hold her close. Hermione was scared, but she didn't know what to do, so when Lucius turned around she couldn't help it as the tears fell, so she let them. Hermione collapsed against him crying, she sighed, calming down a little when he wrapped his arms around her. Lucius led them over to the couch then sat down, pulling her down into his lap. Hermione laid her head on his shoulder laying against him. Lucius held her close, running his fingers through her hair.

"Are you alright, my dear?" Lucius asked quietly as Hermione had worked herself into a fit of hiccups. Lucius tried not to laugh, but they were cute, so he chewed his lip to keep quiet. "I'm so sorry about Draco, Hermione. I didn't know he was coming over, or that he would act that way." Lucius told her trying not to get mad again.

"It's okay, and thank you, Lucius, I-I um, don't know what I would have done." Hermione explained her voice wavering slightly.

"It's okay." He reassured her gently as he traced figures into her back. He had to admit he did love the way the dress fit her, it was a beautiful color, of course because it was his house color but it was still elegant on her.

"I really love the dress, it's beautiful." Hermione admitted with a faint blush. Lucius was glad that she was feeling better, and to change the subject.

"Hm, it does look rather fetching on you." Lucius told her with a small smirk, Hermione blushed again but let out a small giggle. She gently moved down to sit next to him and leaned into his side. Lucius smiled and let her, he could deal with cuddling every now and then. Narcissa wasn't really one to cuddle so it was nice to have someone that close, it made him feel content, human even.

"Thank you." She smiled brightly at the compliment.

"Of course, my dear." Lucius grinned back at her, he found her rather dashing, even if she was his son's sworn enemy, or that she went to school with him. Age didn't matter as much as whether or not he was even worthy of happiness.

"Um, Lucius?" Hermione asked a little worriedly when he had stopped talking, taking to starring off in to space.

"Oh, I'm being a terrible host aren't I? Sorry, I must have been caught in my thoughts." He said looking back to her. She blushed slightly, she didn't mean to disturb him.

"Oh no, it's quiet alright." She insisted with a sweet smile.

"Would you care to join me for breakfast then perhaps, a walk around the grounds?" Lucius stood offering her his hand. Hermione beamed up at him and took his hand, letting him help haul her to her feet, then right her as she wobbled slightly. Lucius placed his hand at the small of her back as she started to stumble. "Come here…" Lucius told her as he opened his free arm to her. Hermione smiled weakly and ducked in against his side, leaning against him as he moved his arm around to her waist. "It's alright, let's get some food in you; maybe you will feel better." Lucius told her and held her close.

"Thank you, I know you don't have to do this…" Hermione said quietly as he led her to the dining room. Lucius put her in a chair on the right of the head of the table. Pulling her chair out, then pushing it in, Lucius sat her down, then sat next to her; trading it for his usual spot at the head of the table. Hermione smiled and relaxed next to him.

"What would you like for breakfast, my dear?" He asked gently, as he snapped his fingers for Tippy.