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HERE COMES CHAPTER ELEVEN ! :D
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DISCLAIMER: I NEVER AND NEVER WILL OWN HARRY POTTER AND ITS CHARACTERS ….
Jean was decorating the chocolate cake she baked for Harry when someone apparated into her living room. At an instant, she left her work and went to check on it. Jean had a feeling that it was Harry. Instead, it was her daughter who sat on the couch with bloodshot eyes and her salty tears streaming down her face.
"Minnie!" Jean exclaimed anxiously before sitting next to Hermione and pulled her into an embrace. "What happened?"
Hermione cried harder and hugged her mother back. "Mum, is dad-"
"He isn't here." Jean replied to her unfinished question. "You wanted to talk to him?"
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you." Hermione quivered in her mother's embrace. "Why did you never tell me?"
Jean broke the embrace and apprehensively questioned her daughter. "Tell you what dear?"
"That you are Harry's godmother?"
Jean gulped worriedly. "Did Harry tell you?"
Hermione shook her head and wiped her tears. "No. I actually kind of eavesdropped Ron and Harry's conversation. But mum, tell me why? Harry and I could've been friends for much more longer time-"
"Minnie, calm down-"
"And then he said that I was already his fiancée. How is that possible? I mean, we are supposed to betrothed for that- mum?"
Jean's face bore a horrific look. The truth was going to be out any moment.
Hermione anxiously looked at her mother. "Mum?"
Her mother sighed and said. "Whatever you heard is true. You are betrothed to Harry."
Hermione couldn't breathe. So it was true. How could she not know? Harry knew, Ron knew, her mother knew. How was it possible for Hermione Granger to not know something? Especially about her fiancé who had been her rock for all these twelve years?
The young witch could feel the tears pooling into her eyes. "Why mum? What didn't you tell me?"
"Minnie-" Jean started. ",you know that I wanted you to marry out of love-"
"That's why you asked your dear godson to make me fall in love with him? Even though he doesn't love me?" Hermione continued angrily.
"Hermione, he loves you more than anyone else. Don't get me wrong-"
"Then why mum!?" Hermione cried. "Why did you keep it from me?"
Jean sighed and closed her eyes. "Let me explain Minnie. Please! Just this once."
Hermione took her time to breathe as he kept shooting icy glares at her mother. "Then please do explain."
Jean nodded. "Do you remember the Evans? Who used to be neighbours to my parents?"
Hermione just stared at her mother and finally nodded as Jean continued. "Harry's mother was their daughter. And she happened to be my best friend."
And then Hermione listened to her mother with sheer interest as she recited the story of how she and Lily met, became best friends, talked about Hogwarts and finally about Hermione's betheroal to Harry. She hated her mother really much at this moment, for not telling her all of this before and she hated Harry more than anyone else. How could you hate the person you love the most?
"Harry also never knew of this dear." Jean said as she finished her story. "He actually had felt something about this bond. Your dreams and nightmares were connected. And he was really worried about it; about you. He was scared to lose you. And Luna-"
"Luna was also involved in this?" Hermione asked angrily.
Jean ignored her daughter and continued "Luna told me the possibilities of you and Harry getting the dreams. And the only cure of it was love. That weapon which happened to defeat Voldemort. Which happens to be Harry's weakness. And believe me Minnie, whenever I see Harry looking at you and showing the sweetest gesture, I see love for you in his eyes. He wasn't ready to admit it before. But now he does. He really love you. How could you think that all of this loving business was a façade? If there is someone to blame, I'm the one because I asked him to keep it from you. Just don't blame him. Please."
"Now I know." Was all Hermione could say. She wanted to believe whatever her mother said. And she did. Hermione felt extremely horrible for shouting at her mother but not for hating Harry. It maybe, she did. A bit. All she wanted to to was to hug her mother. But all she did was-
"Mum, I need to go to someone."
"Who?" Jean asked.
"Someone whom I've always considered as my friend."
And at that moment, she apparated.
Jean wiped the unwanted tears off her face when Harry flooed in. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were brimming with tears.
"Jean-" he asked worriedly as he sat next to her. "Did 'Mione-"
"She just apparated." Jean said quietly. "But I don't know where."
"Did she say anything?" Harry further inquired. "Did she-"
"Minnie knows Harry." Was all Jean could say. "She knows everything."
"Draco! Are you there?" Hermione called out as she apparated directly into her friend's apartment and wiped the tears off her eyes. At an instant, Draco came running out of his room, clad in his track pants, rubbing his eyes.
"What happened that you came over to me early in the morning?" He yawned when he saw Hermione's messed up morning face as frowned.
"Hermione-" he softly asked. ", what-"
He was cut off when Hermione walked into his arms, hugging him tightly. Draco hugged her back as he felt her tears tickling his bare shoulder. He started to stroke her hair when Ginny came out of his room with a long robe on.
"'Mione!" She exclaimed before running over to her boyfriend and her best friend. "What's wrong?"
Hermione just cried harder and remained in Draco's arms when he and Ginny exchanged an anxious look. Draco started to rock her slightly when she said "I'm sorry Ginny, but can I talk to Draco? Alone?"
Ginny gave a questioning look to Draco, who nodded. She then said "Alright. I guess, I'll head back home. Bye Draco. And 'Mione, when you are ready, you can always talk to me." Giving a peck on Draco's cheek, Ginny flooed back to her home.
Draco sighed before finally speaking to Hermione. "What's wrong love?" He asked.
"I'm getting married to Harry!" She cried.
Draco smiled slightly. "So what's wrong in it? You love him. He loves you. And-"
"How would you feel if I tell you that I've been your fiancée for the past twenty three years?"
Draco's eyes widened in horror. "What? You're saying that you are my fiancée?"
"Draco-" she looked at him. "This is serious! What I meant is that I am betrothed to Harry."
Draco knew of that. Yet, he thought of not telling Hermione about it. Instead, all he said was "Oh."
"That's all you've got to say?" She asked irritatedly.
"Um-" Draco stuttered. "Can you just brief me with what happened?"
"Can I have Nutella and toast?" Hermione asked.
Draco made a face. "What-?"
"I didn't have breakfast." Hermione explained. "And its nine already. And I'll tell you what exactly happened."
"Okay." Draco smiled. "Follow me."
Hermione smiled slightly as she followed her ex into the kitchen. Draco was the first person who came into her mind when she needed a friend. He wasn't the same obnoxious, bighead he used to be in school. Instead, it was hard to believe that Draco Malfoy was her ex boyfriend. And she was extremely glad that he was a part of her life.
"Do you want walnuts?" He asked as he placed toasts and a big jar of Nutella in front of her.
"Do you have strawberries?" She asked softly.
"Yeah. They are in the fruit basket. You can have them." Draco replied.
Hermione smiled as she took out some fresh strawberries from the fruit basket and washed them with water.
"Still used to cleaning up the fruits in a muggle way huh?" Draco asked.
She merely rolled her eyes. "I always do that. Remember?" Hermione was actually feeling nice after talking to Draco.
"I know of your habits 'Mione. I was just fooling around." Draco smiled as she joined him on the kitchen table. "Now tell what's wrong."
Hermione took a huge breath and explained everything to him. Draco knew of all the things she said, because Harry and Ginny told him so. And he wanted Hermione to talk it out to him. He wanted to be there for her. Sure she was his ex. But there was nothing awkward between them after their break up. Draco was open to Hermione like she was to him. And he quite liked it.
"Now tell me what should I do?" Hermione sighed as she looked at him.
"Before I tell you anything, just hear me out." Draco said and she nodded. "I knew about this too."
Hermione's eyes grew big in anger and she started to speak when-
"Please hear me out!" Draco threw his arms to calm her down. "I knew of this because Ginny and Luna told me. And I broke up with you so that you could be with Harry. It seems that I was the one to realise that he loves you. And he loves you more than I do."
Hermione tentatively looked into his glittering grey eyes. Draco loved her?
"Yes 'Mione, I loved you and I still do. Harry knew. That's why he was pushing you away. He wanted us to be happy. That man is quite a sacrificer I must say. He wanted to give up his own happiness just to see you happy. I was even about to propose to you. But then, I learnt of the cure to your dream. And it was to marry Harry. I could never come in between you two. I still remember that you used to say that you love him like a brother. And then I realised that your were blinder than Harry. You love him more than you loved me and you never saw it. Hermione, you did change my life and I thank you for it. But Harry needs you and you need him. And I have Ginny now. I know that I can't love her more than I love you. But I have someone to support me. To love me. And Harry is your rock. He wants the best of you. That's why he told me that he would tell you everything once he thought that it was the right time. And it's his birthday Hermione. Don't let him down."
Hermione was in an awe and couldn't help but give out tears of happiness. Now she knew why everybody kept from her. Especially Harry. All of it just because he loved her. And Draco wasn't lying about her being blind. She was a fool who never saw what the world kept for her.
Hermione quietly kept her hand over Draco's on the table which made him look at her. She always wanted to ask him this question-
"You really think that Harry loves me more than you do?"
Draco laughed. Really laughed. And said "Of course you silly girl. Where is the Hermione Granger aka the'Brightest Witch Of Our Age' I know? You know what, I know I could never love you more than Scarhead does and I'll never will. Understand?"
Hermione gave out a teary chuckle when Draco pulled her off the seat, into his lap and embraced her whole heartedly. Hermione buried her neck into his neck and gave him a small peck. "I love you."
"Really?" Draco smiled.
"I'm serious. I've said that to you many times before and I've always meant it. But right now, I-"
"You love Harry more than you love me."
She gave out a small laugh and then looked at him. "Thanks for being there for me."
"Anytime and you know." He smiled
Thy remained in each other's embrace for what seemed like ages when Draco spoke again.
"So when do you plan to go back and talk to Harry?"
"Tonight. I just don't want to see his face for now."
"Okay. So, would you like to take a shower?"
"I would love to. But all my stuffs are-"
"I hope you remember that we used to have night outs here. So I still have some of your clothes and underwear."
"Did Ginny ever see any of them?"
"Well, she saw your push up bra and your black thongs-"
"And-"
"She was about to burn them off when I stopped her from doing that."
"How?"
"I shagged her senseless."
"Ah! Shagging. Your ultimate weapon."
"Good you remember."
"Arse."
"Bitch."
"But I love you."
"And I love you too."
A/N: I LOVED THE DRAMIONE INTERACTION :')
THEY HAPPEN TO BE MY SECOND MOST FAVORITE SHIP AFTER HARMONY. FOR ALL THISE WHO THINK THAT DRAMIONE CAN NEVER HAPPEN, ALL I WANT TO SAY IS THAT IF THEY VER HAPPENED, IT WOULD BE BECAUSE OF HERMIONE SHOWING DRACO THE MEANING OF LOVE. ANYWAY, THIS STORY HAS BARELY ANOTHER THREE CHAPTERS LEFT. HOW DO YOU THINK IT IS GOING? REVIEW FOR MORE COOKIES ;)