Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine... Nor is Draco Malfoy... damn.


Chapter Twenty-One

Hermione insisted on stopping by her flat, a girl needs her essentials after all.

Grabbing her toothbrush, a change of clothes, pajamas, underwear and of course, a book, she stuffed them into a bag and declared herself ready to go.

"That's all you're bringing?" Draco questioned, head turning to face her as he stood in the middle of her living room, hands in his pockets.

"Well it's just for the night," Draco made a face "Right?" she asked to which she got no reply "Right?!"

"Sorry princess, for once in your life, you're wrong... Holy crap, did the world stop spinning?"

"What do you mean I'm wrong!" she yelled more than asked.

"You are wrong. W-R-O-N-G. Wrong. Not correct. You are askew, astray from the right answer, at fault, incorrect, mistaken, misguided, on the wrong track, off-target, fals--"

"Enough already! I get it!"

Draco shrugged "Just saying,"

"For how long?"

"About a minute or two."

Hermione sighed and rested a hand on her forehead. "No Malfoy, not how long have I been wrong, how long will I be staying in your wonderful" she gritted "Company."

"Oh you're gonna love this, you're going to be in my company for Merlin knows how long." he gave her his best fake smile while giving her a thumbs up.

Hermione scrunched up her nose. "Lovely." she said as she went back into her bedroom. Grabbing a medium sized suitcase she filled it with her most important and needed belongings.

Without warning she threw her suitcase at Malfoy's chest, "Hold." she practically demanded.

"Oomph. Must you throw heavy suitcases at me?" he spoke, grabbing the luggage with one hand while the other massaged his chest where the suitcase had made its impact.

"I just need to put up a couple of protection spells, in the least, glue some stuff down." charming some objects to stay nailed to their spots she moved onto the kitchen.

"There's food at my house!" Draco cried out, just wanting to get out of there.

"Noo, I'm magically keeping my refrigerator door closed."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"You're goons ate my chicken!"

"Geez, just like Bella's friends, always with the chicken." he muttered to himself. "As if that'll stop them!" he yelled in her direction.

"Whatever, done." she said as she came out of the kitchen with a box of cheese crackers in her hand as the other popped a couple in her mouth.

"I told you I have food."

"Oh yeah, do you have these?" she asked, shaking the box in his face.

Draco pushed the box from his face, "No."

"Well then, my point is made."

"What point?!" Draco asked outraged.

Hermione ignored his previous question, "Are we leaving, yes or no?"

"Yes!" he forcefully grabbed her hand and apparated.

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"I have to stay here longer than a day why again?" Hermione asked, eating some of her cheese crackers after she had settled in, sitting on the couch in the room she had been in the last time Draco had claimed he saved her.

"You watch the crumbs!" Draco said, glaring and pointing at her.

Lifting the box from her side she set it on the coffee table, she tilted her head to the side "I'm sorry, does that need a coaster?" she asked sarcastically.

Draco stared at her blankly, "Hilarious."

"See, I can be funny too." she grinned.

"Yeah, you're a riot." he rolled his eyes.

"You still haven't answered my question."

"You have to stay here longer than a day because they'll keep trying to get you until they have you and I won't always know when those days will be."

"But you're they're Lord."

"They're trying to prove themselves or something." he shrugged.

"Why?"

"Because they're idiots, how should I know?"

"Well you should." Draco gave her a look that could kill. "Can I ask you something?"

"If I said no, that wouldn't stop you." he said in monotone.

"Why aren't people scared of you?"

"People are scared of me!"

"You walk into Diagon Alley with your posse and people don't really care, like today for example."

"I spread the word before I went so people wouldn't bug out, how fun would it have been if no one was around to see it it? And anyways, I haven't given them any reason to run in the other direction... yet."

"Oh yeah? What're you planning?"

Draco's face grew blank and quickly made up an excuse "None of you're business." he said, arrogantly.

"I bet you have nothing planned."

"I do too have something planned."

"If you say so." she spoke, unconvinced.

"I do! You'll just try and stop me so I'm not telling you." he crossed his arms.

Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Still trying to convince yourself?"

That was the last straw, "Go to your room!"

"WHAT?!" Hermione cried out, outraged.

"You heard me!"

"I'm not eight!"

"I don't care, go!"

"You don't control me!"

"As long as you're living under my roof, eating my food, you abide by my rules!"

Hermione stormed out of the room, "I hate you!" she yelled as her feet stomped up the stairs.

"Oh yeah? Well deal with it!" he yelled, feeling more like a father than ever. He sighed, looking around the room his eyes traveled to the cracker cheese box Hermione had put on the table. Innocently looking around, making sure she wasn't there watching him, he dipped his hand into the box and ate a couple. "Hmm, tasty."

A/N: If anyone is wondering if I've seen HBP yet, I did this past Friday with a group of friends in honor of a friend's birthday and yeah, there were a bunch of scenes that were gold but I think I need to see it one more time to make a final decision on it... anyone else feel like this??