Hi all! Heres chapter 3! I own nothing.
Chapter 3
"What did you just say?" Harry asked quietly, his face turning red at the thought of the ferret anywhere near his girlfriend or Hermione.
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione repeated, finally finding her voice. She looked down at the piece of parchment that was in her hand.
Dear Hermione,
I know that this letter maybe a shock to you. I would be shocked if it wasn't. When I received the owl this morning from the Ministry, I can honestly say that the first name I thought of was yours. I know that we've had our differences over the last seven years, but as you know, I've changed.
I testified against my father and other Death Eaters, making sure that none of them ever saw the light of day again. Since the end of the trials, I've studied up on the beginning of where prejuduces in out world began towards muggles and muggleborns. I've decided to become an advocate for making it easier for muggle born wizards and witches to enter our world. I have many ideas and I hope that you will allow me the chance to share them with you.
All of that being said, yes, I have sent other potetions off to other witches. I'm sure, being that you are at the Weasley house, you know that I sent one to Ginny. If you would like, I'll give you the name of the other two as well.
Hermione, I'm asking you to consider giving me a chance to prove to you that I'm a better man over the next few months. If you find it in your heart to do so, please send me word so that I may begin proving myself to you at once. I may have sent three other petition's off, but you are the one I'm hoping for.
Respectfully yours,
Draco Malfoy.
"Hermione!" Ginny shouted, bringing the blushing witch back to the conversation at the dinner table.
"I'm sorry," she replied rather breathlessly."I was reading his letter."
"Why?" Harry wondered angrily.
"The usual reason for reading something is to find out what it has to say, Harry," Hermione replied coolly to her best friend.
"I'm aware of that," he spat back, fuming.
"I believe what he wanted to know was why you read it, seeing that there's really no way that you'll be excepting his petition. I mean, he's Malfoy," Ron stated, trying to sound diplomatic.
"He IS Malfoy, yes. But that doesn't mean that I wouldn't consider excepting it," Hermione answered.
"What?" Harry and Ron roared together.
"You don't want to be with Malfoy,do you?" George asked, dumbfounded.
"Why would you even consider it?" Charlie wondered, seemingly only curious.
"Boys!" Mrs. Weasley started angrily, not liking at all how her dinner was ending.
"No, its quite all right," Hermione assured the women who had shown her so much hospitality. Then, sending a death glare towards Harry and Ron, she said, "In case you didn't hear correctly, I said that I will consider the petition, even though its from Malfoy." Moving her attention to George, she added, "At this point, no I don't want to be with him, but," she paused and looked at Charlie. "I would consider it, because I really have no other chose right now, do I?" Not wanting people to see her cry, but knowing it was too late, she threw her napkin on her plate and ran up the stairs to the room she shared with Ginny and collapsed on the bed, crying.
Meanwhile downstairs, the boys where getting an ear full from one rather pissed off Ginny Weasley.
"You're all nothing but stupid gits, you know that, right," she exploded as soon as she heard the door close upstairs.
"Ginny, I," Harry started, trying to grab her hand. Ginny quickly stood and moved away from her boyfriend.
"Don't you say anything to me right now, Harry Potter. I can't believe you would act that way towards your best friend. You have no right to tell her who she can or can't be with. Its not like she has a lot of choice right now, does she? I have half a mind to consider his petition myself," the red hear screamed at her boyfriend, who was turning paler and paler with every work that came out of her mouth.
"Ginny, dear," Mrs. Weasley said gently, coming up beside her daugher. "Why don't you go and check on Hermione?"
"Fine!" she replied, giving on last glare around the table before making her way up the stairs.
Mrs. Weasley stood with her hands resting on her hips, appraising the table full of men.
"I am very ashamed of all of you," she said in a very calm voice, one that scared the Weasley men more then her normal shrieking. "This is a time when we should be sticking together, helping each other. We shouldn't be going batty because of a petition that was received! Its not her fault she received one from him. So did Ginny, but none of you screamed at her, did you!" Molly stopped herself, realizing that she was shrieking.
"May I speak to Mr. Weasley?" Harry asked in a small, poliete voice.
Arthur looked at his wife, silently asking if she minded.
"Go ahead," she replied, dismissing the tow from the table. Harry and Mr. Weasley quickly got up and made their way out the back door.
"Fred take Ronald in the other room," she ordered, leaving little room for argument.
"Let's go play some chess," Fred suggested.
"I'm not ten years old anymore. You don't have to entertain me," Ron grumbled, pushing his seat under the table.
"So, do you want to play, or not?" the older brother asked, smirking.
"Yeah, I guess," he agreed as they walked out of the dining room, leaving Charlie and George alone with heir angry mother. Mrs. Weasley took the seat that Fred had vacated moments before, where she could see both of the boys clearly. They sat there, in silence for several minutes while she watched them.
Finally, Charlie could take it anymore.
"What Mum? What do you want me to say?" he demanded.
"Don't you take that tone of voice with me, young man," Mrs. Weasley bit back. "I'm not asking you to say anything."
"Why do we still need to sit here then?" George wondered quietly. He wanted to escape to his room so that he could have a while to think.
Molly raised an eyebrow, noticing how the twin that sat before her was acting. It was defiantly not normal and it almost confirmed the thought she had had earlier in the evening.
"I just wan to say on thing to you both and you can be on your way to do what ever it is that you need to do. As you've seen this evening, petitions are already being sent out. People are going to be trying to win each others hearts left and right. Its going to be a very interesting and crazy year. If you have your eye on a certain girl, you need to petition her as soon as possible."
"Mum," Charlie started.
"I'm not finished," she interrupted. "I know its not my business but I want to see you happy. All of you children. Petition her tonight, if you want to. And make a list of a few other ladies, just in case," she added, for good measure, knowing that both of them couldn't be with Hermione. Its a shame that she doesn't have a twin, Molly thought to herself, sighing.
"May we go now?" George wondered, eager to get going.
"Yes, you may," she smiled knowingly. Both boys stood up and Molly turned to begin cleaning up the kitchen.
"Mum?" Charlie asked, startling her.
"I thought you left," she replied, holding her chest.
"Sorry," he apologized, looking down at his feet. He looked up at his mothers all knowing eyes. "Should I back off and let him have a go? Or should I try, too?"
Molly walked over to her son and squeezed him tight. "Why shouldn't you try too?" she wondered.
"I don't want to cause any fighting in the family," Charlie answered.
His mother shrugged and went back to cleaning. "All is fair in love and war, they say," was all she answered back. She smiled when she heard him retreating up the stairs. This is going to get very interesting, she thought, grinning.
When Ginny walked into their room, Hermione was laying face down on her bed.
"Oh, Mione. I'm so sorry," Ginny said sitting on the bed beside her.
"Its okay, Ginny. Its not your fault," she assured her friend.
"I know," Ginny said. "I just wanted to check on you."
"Your mom send you up here?" Hermione wondered, conjuring up a box of tissues.
"Yeah. I imagine she wanted a whack at them," she admitted, smiling.
Hermione chuckled, imagining Ginny go off. She had seen it quite a few times, first hand.
"What did you say?" she asked the red head.
"I told them that they were all stupid gits," Ginny replied, hesitating to say more.
"What else did you say?" Hermione asked suspiciously.
"I may have told Harry that I might consider Malfoy's petition myself."
"Ginny!" Hermione gasped, putting her hand over her mouth. "I can't believe you said that!"
"You know I didn't mean it," Ginny replied defensively. "I wouldn't touch that ferret with a ten foot wand."
Hermione just looked at her for a moment, when Ginny realized what she said.
"Oh, Mione, I'm so sorry," she said for the second time that evening. "I didn't mean it how it came out. I just meant that he wasn't the one for me."
"I know you didn't mean anything by it," Hermione replied, sighing. "Did you read the letter that Draco sent you?"
"Draco?" Ginny asked, smirking. "That must have been one hell of a letter."
Hermione blushed but didn't say anything.
'No, I didn't read it," she answered finally when Hermione didn't respond.
"Are you going to?" Hermione wondered, holding onto her own petition.
"I wasn't planning on it, but if you want to, you can read it," Ginny answered, handing it over.
"Are you sure?" the older girl asked. Ginny nodded.
"Since you're letting me read yours, here," Hermione decided, handing Ginny her's, causing the red head to grin widely.
"Thanks," she replied and began to read.
Hermione unrolled th parchment and read, faintly hearing a door close to the room next door.
Weasley,
I'm petitioning you because I'm 95% sure that you will not acknowledge I sent this to you. If worse came to worse and Potter didn't petition you and if Hermione didn't accept mine, you know I'm here. I hope you don't think I'm being rude. Its truly not my intentions. I'm just stating the truth. I do hope that Potter is man enough to petition you because its really obvious that you love one another. Sickening so.
Regards to you,
Draco Malfoy
Hermione sat there, shocked Ginny's letter was a whole lot shorter and less sweet. he had actually mentioned her in the letter.
"Wow!" Ginny exclaimed, startling, Hermione. "No wonder you are going to tell him he has a chance."
Hermione sat there, quietly still in shock.
"I mean, you said that you were, right?" Ginny wondered, worried that she had just put her foot in her mouth once again.
"Yes, I'm going to do that right before bed," Hermione stated, sighing. "All of this is just too much to think about!"
Ginny burst into laughter, having picked up the letter to herself from Malfoy. "The boy couldn't be more different between the two letters. In mine, he was being his normal self, with just a nice thing here or there. But in the one for you, its like he poured his heart out to you," she observed, shaking her head. "I hate to say it, but he was rather romantic with the whole 'I may have sent three other petitions off but you are the one I'm hoping for."
"Stop it," Hermioen insisted, laughing at Ginnys, Draco impression. "Ugh, the whole day had been horrible. The only other potetion I would want to see tonight is one for you from Harry."
"Me too," Ginny agreed, grinning.
"I think I'm going to take a bath, write that letter and go to bed," Hermione decided, standing to gather her pajamas.
Ginny got up quickly, and moved to stand in front of the door.
"What are you doing?" Hermione wondered, looking at the red head strangely.
"I just wanted to tell you that I hope you end up with someone who will treat you with the love and respect that you deserve," she gushed.
"Oh, thank you, Ginny," Hermione cried, hugging the girl tightly.
"You're Welcome," she replied. "Go ahead and go take that well deserved bath," she suggested opening the door for her friend.
"Thanks, I think I will," the brown haired girl smiled and headed down the hall.
Ginny sighed and closed the door. She knew and always remembered that the walls were thin, so she knew George had been listening. She was glad that she had glanced at the door and noticed the expendable ear that was caught underneath the door, obviously being used by the oldest brother that was present.
"You owe me," she said loud enough that she know both of her infatuated brothers heard her.
What did you think? Please review and let me know. For fans of my other story Hermione Cullen goes to Hogwarts, I haven't forgotten you...I'm just having some MAJOR writters block for that story. Sorry. If you have any ideas, for either story, please let me know. Thank you! Have a great day and Happy Reading. :)