I take none of this credit. It all goes to J.K.R!
Draco watch out from a window at the pouring rain.
"Why did it ALWAYS have to rain?" complained Draco tiredly as he laid down his book and crossed the room to his mother, Nacrissa.
"Maybe it is because the clouds are sad and have been so sad that they held in there tears but when a AMAZING boy with blond hair and gray eyes was born they were so happy that they shed all their tears in joy fullness!" teased Nacrissa getting up and spinning around with her pale hands in the air dramatically.
Draco couldn't help but burst out laughing, his mother always knew what to say to make the world look brighter.
"Draco?" asked Nacrissa who finally stopped spinning, "To celebrate on the clouds amazing crying I think we need to go somewhere!"
Draco smirked at his mother's boldness and smiled, "Where would you go Mum if you only had five weeks to live and all the money in the world?"
Nacrissa sat down on a fluffy couch and looked out the rain covered window and replied, "Paris! Yes Oh Parie!"
Nacrissa got up and started to dance with a person of air, "Mum I think you are more of a child than I am!"
Nacrissa just laughed and Draco walked over and became her partner as they danced. So Paris you say? Well mum do you think it is raining there?"
"Even if it is we are still going but first I need to get some muggle clothing on and we can go!"
Draco shook his head in amazement of his mother and her quick decisions but jogged up to his room to throw on some black jeans and a dark gray tee shirt with sneakers to match. Throwing some things in a wallet that he put an enlargement charm on in sixth year like a shaving cream, razor, deodorant, and some other personal belongings. Running back down to the grand hall he saw his mother, her hair in a high ponytail with a muggle baseball team cap white jeans and a bright purple tee shirt.
"Mum I think even in muggle clothing you will stand out!' exclaimed Draco grabbing some floo powder and smirking playfully at his mum. Things had been so much brighter sense Draco's father had been killed or........ well his step father.........
"Ready to have some before school fun?" asked Nacrissa pouring a fist full of floo powder into the fire.
"If you can handle it!" teased Draco stepping into the gorgeous green fire with his mother, "Paris France time share at Jardin des Tuileries"
They were off.
Hermione wobbled off the plane and looked at all the people and heard all the fast talk of french.
"First thing I need here is a translation book!" thought Hermione as she glanced around for a gift shop for some clothing for some muggles were already glancing at her oddly for her American out-of-style clothing snickering.
Hermione walked for a few minutes and finally found a tacky peach colored store.
"Est-ce que je peux vous aider ?" (How may I help you?")
Hermione gave a frazzled look and replied, "I am English."
The lady looked puzzled and motioned her hand to show that she could look around. Hermione first grabbed a summer tank top that said J'ai été à Paris !(I have been to Paris!) which looked really cute and some large glasses that looked really stylish and fashionable enough. Finally in a corner Hermione found a translation book as big as her text books at Hogwarts and Hermione gave a sigh. Walking back to the counter she placed the items on the hard shiny wood.
"Est-elle cette toute la Madame ?" (Is this all madam?) asked the lady as she rung it up,"huit dollars et cinquante cents." (Eight dollars and fifty cents.)
Hermione gave her the credit card seeing on a tiny sign that they took MasterCard and handed it to the Blondie haired lady.
"Quels idiots viennent à Paris et ne parlent pas français ? Ânes." (What idiots come to Paris and don't know how to speak french? Asses.)mumbled the lady and even Hermione could tell it wasn't a compliment.
Hermione turned one her heel and raced to the bathrooms to change and to get away from that terrible lady. After switching to the tank top and glasses Hermione looked at her appearance throwing a little make up Hermione left the bathroom and started looking for a hotel and realized something, she didn't have her potion.
Finally the spinning stopped and Draco and Nacrissa stepped out to the brightly lit room.
"It looks just the way it did last time and look below! ruelle féminin (Eragon Alley) got some new dress shops! well again I believe I need to go get some witch shopping done!"
Draco smiled and rolled his eyes playfully as Nacrissa walked out of the room then his thoughts came to Hermione. "Why had he kept thinking about her? Why did he save her? Why did she have to get so bloody sexy?" Draco pulled his thoughts away from her and gazed out the window trying to spot someone. "Pansy is probably over at Blaize's house just getting up from another busy night." thought Draco bitterly.
Trying to push Hermione out of his pestered mind and looked around the room. It had many rooms that were fashioned just like Malfoy Manor by magic of course. Draco loved Ruelle feminin (Eragon Alley) it was always busy and everyone was......happy. Probably even happier after the destroy of Dark Lord which happened just before Hermione was attacked by Vampires.
"NO DRACO! SHE IS A MUDBLOOD......so? She is smart, pretty, even MORE pretty after sixth year, flirty, by seeing her snog Krum in the library once good kisser, STOP DRACO! Do I want to? I feel like....... DAMN WHAT DO I WANT?" Draco wanted to hurt Hermione for making him like this, Hermione made a crack in his wall to protect himself against things that he was scared to let in.
Yes, Draco was scared, "Malfoys are NEVER SCARED! WAKE UP BOY LIFE HURTS FORGET EVERYTHING ABOUT ANYTHING EXCEPT YOURSELF!" Draco's father's voice boomed in his head.
"I don't care a damn father! You can go to hell if you aren't in it yet!" yelled Draco to himself pounding his fist against the shiny glass window looking out envying the happy people.
"No....................It can't be! Is that Granger?" thought Draco trying to recognize the brown haired girl.
The girl turned around and it was in fact Hermione Granger, the brave girl of Griffendor, the smartest witch at school, the sexist girl in Draco's love sick mind was in Eragon Alley. Draco wanted to sprint out the door but thought, "What am I going to do? She would hex me to America."
Walking down the stairs anyway Draco excited the Inn and dodged people to go see Hermione.
"Where the hell am I in this bloody wizard's town?" Hermione asked herself giving up on finding a inn or.......anything.
"Need some help mudblood?" asked a silky voice behind her, " Honestly at least I would think you would know how to get around this place."
Hermione knew who is was and flew around and stared right into Draco's gray eyes which were dangerously close.
"Wow those are handsome eyes.......like a storm cloud they look so..cute close up.......HERMIONE! FORGET IT! But you don't want to you didn't want to forget it sense fifth year." thought Hermione gazing into his eyes.
"Does me just being here having you have a loss for words mudblood?" asked Draco but.....something didn't seem right to Hermione he had a differ ant look in his gorgeous eyes.........want.
Hermione stepped back and replied, "No I was just thinking of sentences that you would be able to understand.....CAN.....YOU......UN.....DER.....STAND??"
"Shut up!" yelled Draco grabbing Hermione's wrist pulling her closer forcefully, "You will not insult upper class like that!"
Hermione just smirked and stepped even closer to Malfoy, "Why don't you eyes say that? You know Draco you look different........like you want something........did oh miss little Pansy Break up with you?"
Draco didn't know what to say but he didn't have to because he saw Hermione's hair change Little blacker and thinner and the chocolate in her eyes becoming darker.
"Granger! Why haven't you taken your potion?" hissed Draco letting her go with actual caring in his Grey eyes.
"Bloody hell.." gasped Hermione remembering at that moment that she didn't have it and felt her hair which was almost pure charcoal black.
"Come on Her-Granger I have to get you that potion." said Draco almost......nicely.
"How do you know how to make it?" asked Hermione trying to piece together the clues, "Are you a vampire?"
Draco shifted unsure what to say and replied, "No Dumbledore assigned me to help you this year with it because well........just because and I guess I will have to start early."
Draco knew that was a lie but he just couldn't tell anyone the truth, "I haven't told anyone in seven teen years I am not telling anyone now." Hermione looked at him her mind still debating but nodded and followed him.
"So what is the Slytherin Prince doing in Paris?" asked Hermione wanting to see if she could push Draco's buttons.
"My mum wanted to." replied Draco with a tone Hermione couldn't read, "What about you Mud blood?"
"Please don't call me that.... and it is none of your business." snapped Hermione her lightly freckled face turning a shade of red.
"What ever Granger! Why should I even try to talk to you! All you ever do is snap at me!
"Well MAYBE if you didn't call me mudblood I wouldn't have to!" yelled Hermione back as they both stopped, "I HATE YOU CALLING ME THAT! I AM AT YOUR LEVEL AND HIGHER SO JUST SHUT THE HELL UP! FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE JUST SHUT UP AND DO SOMETHING USEFUL! YOU AREN'T GOING TO GET THROUGH LIKE A BITCH WITHOUT LANDING YOUR FAT ASS IN ASKABAN! SO SHUT UP YOU BLOODY GIT!"
Draco was surprised at Hermione's outburst but didn't want to back down to her, "WELL MUDBLOOD I DON'T CARE! YOU ARE DIRT! YOU ARE JUST A GIT HIDING BEHIND A BRICK WALL HIDING YOURSELF SO YOU DON'T GET HURT! I COULD SEE IT WHEN BOYS GOT INTERESTED IN YOU! YOU JUST INSULTED THEM AND RAN OFF! ONE DAY THAT WALL IS GOING TO BREAK AND NOT EVEN SAINT POTTER OR WEASEL WILL KNOW WHAT HIT THEM! WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF GRANGER?"
"Did I just say that?" thought Draco as Hermione's chocolate eyes widened, "Did I just tell Granger my thoughts on her PERSONAL life?"
"Wha............" sputtered Hermione, "How.......you............."
Draco just shook his head and continued on trying not to make eye contact as Hermione followed along her eyes full of thought and wonder.
"How does he know me so......well..........see my feelings? Is there more to Draco than I thought? DID I JUST CALL HIM DRACO?" Hermione's thoughts whirled around in her head as she followed Draco to Dickerlish Dots' potions.
Draco went in still silent and his usually pale skin was slightly pink and walked up to a gruff man at the counter.
"What do you need sir?' grunted the man as he eyed Draco tiredly.
Draco named off the numerous potions and the expression on the man's face changed to surprise, "I have everything except the Apperous ingredient and the attraction ingredient."
Draco cursed but nodded to the man to go fetch the ingredients from his storage.
"What is the Apperous ingredients." asked Hermione never hearing of the ingredient before.
"It keeps your appearance like you had it before you were bit and the attraction one covers the smell that makes males attracted to you so you can......kill them."
Hermione wanted to reply but the store clerk returned, "Here you go and I would like payment please."
Draco payed the man and walked out with Hermione at his heels. Passing by stores and people Hermione felt like she was being watched but pushed it out of her mind when Draco spoke, "Cross here to go to the inn I am staying in."
Hermione walked in the crowded road when suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her butt as she yelped and spun around to see a flock of lustful men following her and closing in fast. Just as Hermione felt she was going to be run down a warm hand grabbed her out of the mob. Hermione looked to see who was her savor and sank into the gray eyes of Draco Malfoy. Hermione felt her hand tingling and noticed Draco still clutching her hand a the warmth and feeling of his touch felt so comforting that when Draco pulled away Hermione wanted him to hold her hand forever.
please review! I really want to know if I should edit this chapter because I am a little uneasy about it!