A/N: I do not own anything involving with Harry Potter.

To my question of the day in the last chapter..I think that Bellatrix did love Voldemort. Which is why Draco says "She'll do anything to get revenge" on the train.

But, I don't know if I would believe that Voldemort showed it in return since he was so incredibly evil. He just used her loyalty to get what he wanted. But what I'm going to use for this story is that since she escaped (instead of dying as she really did in Deathly Hallows) I'm going to pretend that Voldemort asked her to escape. That he was protecting her because he realized he may did love her in return.

But with the real Harry Potter story, I think he may have realized he did in some way care for her. In a sick twisted way as if you do remember he screams when Mrs. Weasley kills her.


Chapter Twenty-Two: Malfoy Manor.

Draco and Hermione arrived moments later in front of the Malfoy Manor. It was different from what she had remembered it but that could also have been the reasons why she was here last was because she had been captured. Instead of the grey walls she was remembered, they were white. The yard around the house were filled with different colors from the flowers. The house was perfect in her opinion. She noticed the large pond near the edge of the woods and ducks and other birds chirping.

"My mum always enjoyed having gardens." said Draco as they began to walk through the gates to his Manor.

"I can see that." said Hermione glancing around trying to catch everything at once. "Your home is beautiful."

"Thank you.. Ready to meet my mother?" he asked as they arrived at the door. She gulped. She hadn't joked when she told Draco once that his mother was intimidating. "It's okay, she'll be nice." he said, to reassure her. "I promise."

"Does she know it's me though?"

"I would hope so." he opened the door, reveling something Hermione didn't imagine to see at once. In front of her were grand stairs that split into two, It was white and well polished. A golden chandelier hung from the ceiling giving the room all the light it held. Portraits of people from different centuries up till their current one hung around the walls. The room they both were standing in currently split from one side to another. As Hermione glanced, one looked like a large dinning room and the other looked like part of a library.

"Mum?" said Draco as he shut the front door. His voice echoed around the walls and Hermione could hear a faint clicking noise.

"Draco!" said the lady who ran into the room. Her sleek blonde hair fell down her back and she looked tired. "My dear boy, how are you?" she asked, still holding onto him.

"I'm fine, mum. How are you?"

"I'm doing the best that I can." she said quietly, as she let go of him. She looked at Hermione. "I know exactly who you are now." Hermione wanted to run away afraid of what the woman would say next, until Narcissa finally spoke. "It's such a pleasure to finally meet you, dear. I've heard plenty about you. Thank you for keeping my son in line." she said with a slight hesitation she kissed Hermione lightly on the cheek.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Malfoy." said Hermione kindly.

"Please call me, Narcissa." Hermione nodded. "You two must be starving. Dinner should be ready soon. Why don't you two go ahead up to your rooms?" she kissed Draco on the cheek once more before exiting the room.

"See, what did I tell you! Nothing at to worry about. Follow me." they picked up their belongings and walked up the grand stairs. Hermione knew if she was to walk the halls by herself she would be lost. They took countless turns before they came to the end of a hallway to two large brown doors across from one another. The door to the left, had a large D imprinted on it.

"This is my bedroom," he said as he pointed to the door on the left. "That is where you will stay." he pointed to the door on the right. He opened the door for her. "You can go ahead and unpack. Come to my room when you're done." he walked into his room and left the door half cracked as she entered her room for the week.

It was beautiful. Her bed was the one thing her eyes fell on immediately. It had to of been a king size bed. There were over four pillows that were on it. The bed covers were white and an outline went around that was a jade green. Instead of the golden chandelier that was hanging in the main room, there was one that hung in the bedroom that was silver. She cracked a smile, Malfoy's had such an obsession with green and black. Another thing that caught her eye was the overly large window. The only window that was in the room, it opened to where you could walk out onto a balcony and she was where the pond was. In front she could see the large pond, and behind that the small Quidditch pitch that she assumed Draco practiced at over his breaks when not at Hogwarts.

Hermione unpacked her belongings and put them in the dresser that was in front of the room. When she finished she sat on the large, comfortable bed. Not knowing if it were too soon to walk over to Draco's bedroom yet, she decided it would be a perfect time to write to Ginny to tell her how things were.

Ginny,

Well I'm here at the Malfoy Manor. If I had of known I would have been here this time last year,

I would have probably slapped myself in the face. Ha ha. Well, I'll begin with the manor is beautiful.

I met Draco's mum as soon as I got here too. I almost started hyperventilating but so far she

has been very approving toward me. She's so polite and nice, I like her! I was so afraid to meeting

her since of the past encounters. I can tell she still is upset about Draco's father too. I guess

in time she'll get over the pain. You should see my room I have here too. It's incredible! I feel

like I'm in a castle! Tell Harry and Ron I said hello. If I don't hear from you, I'll see you in a week.

Lots of Love,

Hermione

Hermione then changed into the blue sun dress that Draco had bought her. Walking over to his room, his door was still cracked open, waiting for her to come in. She peeked through and saw that he was pacing up and down his room reading a book and muttering to himself. She opened the door more and it made a loud creak.

"Oh, about time! I didn't want to come over and intrude." he smiled at her when she walked completely in. "I knew you would look lovely in that dress."

She blushed. "Why thank you!"

"Are you hungry? I reckon dinner is ready now." she nodded, following him out of his room. They walked hall from hall till the reached the grand stairs. The walked into the large dinner room, seeing Narcissa already sitting at the table. With food already placed around her waiting to be ate.

"I was just about to get the house elf to fetch the pair of you." she said, beaming at them both. Draco sat at his mothers right as Hermione took the left. "Hermione dear, I love the dress you are wearing. Where did you get it?"

"Actually Draco bought it for me."

He shrugged, pretending it wasn't a big deal. "I got it from a shop in Hogsmeade."

"Very thoughtful of you."

The remainder of their dinner they ate in silence. Every once in awhile Draco and Hermione catching each others gaze. They would quickly look away, their attention back onto the food they still had left on their plate. Hermione frequently kept her attention on Narcissa; who sat there, picking at her food a lot. Hermione could see straight through the act she was attempting to play and see the sadness filled in her eyes. She had hoped for Draco's sake, that his mother would had improved since the Kiss had been performed on her husband.

"Have you shown Hermione the library yet, Draco?" asked Narcissa when she noticed Hermione and Draco were just about finished with their plate.

"No, not yet." he answered, taking a sip out of his goblet.

"He tells me you enjoy reading-"

"Almost too much." he muttered.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and Narcissa glanced at her son before continuing. "I assure that you will enjoy our library. It's as big as Hogwarts library, if not bigger." Hermione's eyes widen with surprised, excitement built into them.

"Relax. I'll show you the library now." Hermione jumped up.

"Thanks for the wonderful meal, Narcissa." said Hermione as Draco stood up as well.

"Not a problem." she said quietly. "Hermione?" she said when the two teenagers had began to walk out of the room. Hermione walked back closer to her, before she began to speak again. "I truly am glad that you are here. You are the only person who has made my son as happy as he is now. I only want to thank you." Hermione didn't know what to say and she smiled at Narcissa.

"I'll always be here, I promised him. Narcissa, If there is anything I can ever do for you.. Please let me know."

"You are a remarkable witch for your age, thank you." she said, and Hermione took that as her cue to be dismissed. Draco didn't say anything as he waited for her at the door. She followed him to the room across from the dinning room into the large library.

Narcissa had said an understatement when she had reported that their library may had been larger then Hogwarts library. She could have taken two of her school's library and it still wouldn't have equaled to how large the room she was standing in now. She almost did a spinning dance around the room. Glancing at the books she could tell some of them were probably in delicate condition and as soon of them were brand new.

"These books have come a far way." said Draco as he watched the dazed Hermione. "Some of them belonged to Salazar Slytherin himself. I spend a lot of my free time in here, trying to read as much as I can. I knew you would enjoy this too."

"This is incredible."

"I know!" he chuckled. "Go ahead and read if you want. It's too late to go out and do anything." she began to look around, looking for something that may have put off a high interest to her.

"Oh, Hermione?"

"mhm?"

"Tomorrow you're going to learn how to fly."

She stopped walking and looked at him. She was afraid of flying and he stood there grinning at her.


Paha!