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Chapter 2
"Alright everyone, follow me." said Molly Weasley, taking charge as soon as they arrived.
All though Hermione obeyed as the others did, her mind was twisting and turning through the memories of her past. For every word her adoptive parents had pronounced, every sigh of love that they had shown towards her, every motion they had done for her sake was nothing but a… lie. Though the word was hard enough to think of as a possibility, she forced herself to believe it, because if she didn't, she would be the one lying. The one lying to herself. Suddenly, she felt an undeniable surge of anger towards those frauds who had taken themselves for her parents all those years. If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have been humiliated by the Slytherins and their prince. She had had enough of being called a blasted 'mud-blood' every stinking day since she first came to Hogwarts. Well, she would show that Slytherin, Draco Malfoy, that she WAS at his level. Merlin, she was superior to him. Just because she had missed a few years of the wizard life (that had so NICELY been replaced with muggle life), it didn't mean that she should bow down to all of his glory.
Of course, Malfoy could not have chosen a better time to bump right into her.
"Watch where you're going!" huffed Hermione.
"Excuse me mud-blood, didn't see you there." answered Draco venomously.
"What are you doing here anyway? Preparing your alibi for Azkaban already? I always knew you'd want to join your father." replied the witch.
"No! I happen to be here for deeds with the ministry." defended the boy.
The fact that his father was in Azkaban was a very touchy subject for the Malfoy family.
Lucius Malfoy had repeatedly tried to lure Draco into joining 'you know who' as he had several years back. But, though most people would deny it, Draco believed that joining the Dark Lord would undeniably be the end of his happiness. The end of his free will. But most of all, the end of his soul. His mind would quickly become a blood thirsty war weapon being completely controlled by the incarnation of death himself. His heart would be utterly demolished and replaced with thorns. So that every time he tried to remember the feeling of love, he would feel nothing but pain.
While these thoughts were swarming his head, a very confused Hermione was wondering why on earth the young Slytherin prince in front of her suddenly had a very frightened expression on his face, and he was getting paler and paler, if that was even possible with his already intensely fair complexion to start with. The frustrated witch finally just snapped her fingers in front of him and he instantly came out of his reverie.
"What are you still doing here? Can't a bloke think in peace once in a while?" demanded Draco.
"You didn't look too peaceful if you asked me," mumbled Hermione while turning around to rejoin Harry and the others.
Thankfully, she could hear them speaking to Kingsley right around the corner. Normally, she would never eves-drop but after six years with Ron and Harry, her ways had changed quite a bit. Plus, try hearing your name being spoken in hushed tones and not go and listen.
"Are you sure that's truly necessary Kingsley?" came the worried voice of Molly Weasley.
"It's for the best, I assure you, that she spends time with him to adjust to the pure-blood lifestyle and culture with someone her age." answered Kingsley reassuringly.
That was followed with the groans of the twins.
"But what about me then?" came the unmistakable complaining voice of Ron.
"The counsel has come to the conclusion that it would be more suitable for her to learn with someone that she is less accustomed to. That way, she will discover her new life while discovering the boy since their backgrounds are more similar than yours are, Ronald Weasley." responded Kingsley sternly.
It was at that precise moment that the twins noticed Hermione's shoe poking around the corner.
"Oy Hermione, where've you been?" asked George.
"I got held up by Malfoy," answered the witch.
"Oh really? Did ya get any good punches in?" wondered Fred.
"Cuz it might'a been your last chance" added George.
"Shut it, the both of you!" barked Molly.
"Oh and Miss Malfoy, I'm delighted that you and your son could make it!" said the minister.
And sure enough, standing right behind them were Narcissa and Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, well thank you Kingsley. I'm sure that our services will be of most help to you." said Narcissa in her whispering voice.
"Ok, well, now that we're all here, let's go in and discuss the matters at hand." said Kingsley, motioning to the door.
"But mother, the girl you were speaking of hasn't arrived yet!" exclaimed Draco.
"Yes, and the boy you were talking about isn't here yet ether!" added a confused Hermione.
"How did ya know 'bout that Mione?" wondered Ron.
"Eves-dropper.'' came the easy reply from the twins.
''I was not!'' defended Hermione.
"It still counts if you used a bewitched ear.'' countered Fred.
''Well that's fine because I didn't use a bewitched ear since I was not eves-dropping." answered the witch.
"It counts if you listened through a fire with ]the floo network." George guessed.
"Does it look like there's a fire around anywhere?" responded the Gryffindor princess.
"Invisibility cloak?''
"Nope, Harry's got it."
"Polyjuice potion?"
"It would take longer than that to wear out."
"Are you an animagus?"
"I think you would know by now if I were one."
And this series of questions and answers continued, only getting odder and odder every time, courtesy of the twins' past pranks.
"I've got it! A few hours ago, when you gave us those bogey flavored Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, you weren't actually giving us candy. You were giving us bewitched unicorns. So when we ate them, the mini unicorns put those muggle walkie-talkie things, but smaller, in our minds. So you could hear all our thoughts, including our conversation. Admit it!" said George with all the confidence in the world.
"Uh...'' Hermione was dumbstruck. Literally struck by how dumb that was.
"Where the hell did that come from Weaselby?" Draco practically yelled.
"Draco, manners!" ordered his mother.
''Yes, but that was utterly idiotic!" defended Draco.
'' Perhaps, but what did I tell you earlier?" asked Narcissa.
"Say it behind their backs and not to their faces'' recited Draco tiredly.
"Precisely!" answered the proud Malfoy mother.
"Excuse me, but can we get down to the point! And shut your trap about my son Narcissa! He just has a lot of imagination, not a bloody mental disorder!" bellowed the enraged Molly Weasley.
Everyone quietly made their way through the huge marble doors and took a seat, not wanting to aggravate the plump women any more than she already was.
"And so, to make things clear, yes Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger, you will understand why the other two people are not here in a bit. Yes Fred and George, the girl was eves-dropping. And yes everyone else, I did gain 5 lbs. today, thank you very much!" ranted Kingsley.
"Was the last bit really necessary? Cuz, I mean, that sounded like somethin' I would say. But, well, you're the minister of magic and all, so you can't really get away with it as easily. Ya know?" said Ron.
Kingsley just ignored the comment.
"Well as you know, Miss Granger, you are actually a pure-blood and will be assisted by a young man to adjust yourself to your new life. And Mr. Malfoy, you will be assisting a young witch who has just discovered that she comes from a pure-blood family. Any guesses as to whom your partners might be?" said Kingsley.
''Whoever it is, I'm betting it'll work out better for me than for you, Granger." said Draco, sure of himself.
"Well I bet that the boy and I will become the best of friends." huffed Hermione, completely forgetting what Kingsley had just said.
"Well I'll date the girl. Beat that!'' countered the Slytherin.
''Well I'll marry him!" shrieked the Gryffindor.
"Who'd marry you?" questioned Draco.
"I'm going to murd-"
"Miss Granger, surely you should know the answer," said Kingsley quite scared of the young teenagers.
She cleared her angered thoughts to think for a second then answered.
"But Minister, it doesn't make any sense. You would have to be suggesting that we are each others partners. But that would just be insane!'' But with every word that she pronounced, she became more and more aware of the truth in those words.
Kingsley did nothing but slowly nod his head to show her that was exactly it.
"But Minister, he can't be my partner! He just CAN'T!" Hermione shrieked, begging to Merlin that this was just some really, really, REALLY bad dream. Sadly, nothing changed after pinching herself numerous times.
''What the hell did you just say? That we will have to spend any length of time together?'' yelled Draco.
"Well you would have to...um...live together for quite a few years." came the rarely quiet voice of the powerful minister of magic.
"How long is a few years minister? Spit it out!" growled the Draco.
"At least ten years?" squeaked the minister, shrinking deeper and deeper into his chair.
"What are we going to be? Siblings?" Draco got more aggravated with every passing second.
" Tell me minister, do you think I act like his sister?" demanded Hermione.
"Well do you think I could LOOK like her brother?" barked Draco.
"Are you sure you wouldn't want to just get through the time as siblings?" asked the minister, scared for his life as he watched the two teens glaring at each other with all the hate in the world. If looks could kill, they'd be dead over a thousand times each.
"Yes!" said the two enemies in synchronization with each other for once.
"Well then, I guess I have no other choice than to do this since you have both rejected the thought of being siblings." said the minister with a low voice.
He then performed a spell that no one in the room recognized, not even Hermione.
"I'm sorry to say this, but you will now officially have to act as... mates. And that, of course will turn you into... married... mates." said the minister now terrified by the way Draco Malfoy's eyes had turned a solid black.
Less than a second later several things happened all so quickly. Hermione fainted and Kingsley performed a shealding charm while Draco lunged for his throat the muggle way.
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