A/N: I have over 500 reads already. Thank you all so much and please remember to review :) Now, this chapter is not as long as I would usually write them. I know the chapters are getting shorter and shorter but I swear its not on purpose. This chapter was meant to be shorter one but the next I plan to be tons longer.
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Hermione glared at her reflection as she tried to do something with her hair. She was getting ready to go see Harry and Ginny Potter and also Ron and Luna Weasley. She hadn’t seen them for awhile, considering she’d been so busy working with Draco lately.
Her eyes narrowed instantly. He was nothing but a complete and total prat.
He knew that if they didn’t try to make something work between them that Hermione was going to die. So what does he do about it after that elaborate conversation in their office? He ignores her! That foul egotistical jerk of a man had the audacity to ignore her every time she asked him a question. Even if it was about a case they were working on. She bit her lip as she thought about bloody, stupid, egotistical, pureblooded Draco Malfoy.
She’d attempted many times to make conversation only to receive a grunt in response. When she apologized about his loss of his father he actually snorted and glared at her for a second, then went back to pretending she doesn’t exist.
However when he was quiet, she took the time to truly look at him. He wore his hair short like he had in sixth year of Hogwarts. He liked it that way, it kept out of his way when they went on missions. His grey eyes pierced through the document he was reading. His pale, sharp features were outlined perfectly from the profile glance she had of him.
He was a tall, lean, muscular man. He bit his lip in concentration and furrowed his brow. He had a perfect complexion and even with all the lack of sleep she was sure he was getting, he didn’t even have dark circles under his eyes. Yet another reason to hate this man, he was perfect even at his lowest.
Well… at least the kids would be a good looking bunch.
Shaking her head, she tried to stop thinking about him only to remember that today was the day she was going to tell her friends about what predicament she was in.
Oh, she was so dead!
She could already hear how mad Ron was going to be. How Harry was going to be completely shocked. How Ginny was going to look at her as if she were the craziest women on the Earth.
Then again, maybe she was.
What had been going through her mind? Draco Malfoy and her wed, in love, with a family one day? It sounded more farfetched then her joining the ranks of Voldemort when he was at large. She’d almost rather marry a hippogriff.
But it was Lucius Malfoy who had been her undoing. The way he had smiled so sadly, how much care was in his voice as he begged her to take care of his son, to give him something he’d never had.
It was the fact that she knew Draco needed someone to love him. She felt sad for him not having anyone. Perhaps it was all pity?
It couldn’t have been anything. She was in no way attracted to her boss… well… only slightly…
Tsking at her own image, she grabbed a pony tail and threw up a messy bun. Who gave a damn what her hair looked like anyways, both her friends were married.
Grabbing her wand and shoving it up in the front pocket of her cloak, she walked towards the fire place and grabbed the floo powder.
She stared at her home. It was huge, but ever so lonely.
“Potter Manor” She boldly called out to the empty spaced, releasing the powder, and feeling the flames engulf her, before stepping out into the parlor of Harry’s mansion.
“MIA” Screamed a tiny Teddy. He was running towards her, and she caught him just as he was about to tackle her. He was four years old now, and he looked so much like Remus and Tonks.
“Well hello there” She smiled.
“Hi to you too” Ginny Potter waddled into the room. Hermione beamed at her, she was carrying her second child, while a little James clung to her hand, rubbing his eyes.
“Mi” He smiled. He was still learning words and it was cute how she shortened her name. He giggled and ran to her.
“My gosh he’s huge” Hermione smiled, picking him up in her other arm.
“It’s amazing. I can’t wait to get this little one out though.” Ginny smiled.
“I still can’t believe your waiting until the baby is born to know what gender it is” Hermione smiled, setting down the boys.
“Well, were going to have one more after this. So either way, were good. We have the names picked out too. Albus Severus for a boy and Lily Luna for a girl,” Ginny was radiant with a glow of a pregnant happily married women.
“And how is James Sirius doing” Hermione smiled. He smiled shyly back, quickly tucking his hand back into his mothers.
“Mione,” She heard the deep voice of one of her favorite two people in the world.
“HARRY” She squealed, hugging him. She loved seeing her best friend, how happy he looked to have a family after so long. “Where’s Ron”
“Eating” Luna smiled, walking into the room. The blonde was striking and still strange as ever. She was wearing an amusing an outfit, which Hermione was used to by now. She never wore normal clothes.
“Oi, I’m done now” Ron walked in, patting his stomach. Hermione laughed, shaking her head.
“Did you leave anything for your sister and brother in-law, and their children?”
“Of course Mione, now come give me a hug” He laughed, hugging her.
“Even if he didn’t the Reazalles would replenish all the food.” Luna smiled. Ron took a second to look at his wife and shake his head. “Don’t look at me like that Ron.”
“So Hermione, you had something you wanted to tell us…” Harry said.
“You all may want to take a seat…” Hermione sighed, wringing her hands. She watched them all look at her expectantly. “I’ve… I’ve made an unbreakable vow.” Hermione whispered.
“ARE YOU INSANE?” Ron and Harry at the same time were yelling. Luna was looking as if she wasn’t surprised, whereas Ginny’s eyebrows shot up.
“With who?” Ginny asked.
Instantly, Harry and Ron were both asking her five hundred questions, demanding to know what the bloody hell was going on in her mind. She cringed slightly, taking a step back. Finally, the fury in both their eyes hit her, and at the same time, they both hissed the same question.
“What did you promise?”
Hermione swallowed, looking at Ginny who was biting her lower lip. She sighed and turned towards her best friends.
“I’m going to get married, have children, and love a man with everything I have in me.”
“He made you promise that” Harry asked.
“Come on, Hermione, get to the catch…” Ron nodded.
“Draco Malfoy will be the love of my life or I will die trying.” She whispered.
The silence that followed was like a knife into Hermione. Both Ron and Harry stared at her. Ginny’s mouth was open in horror. Even Luna was staring at Hermione with complete shock.
Then, as if it wasn’t any worse, Ron turned and walked away. Five seconds later, Harry followed after him. Hermione swallowed. It hurt worse than the yelling. They hadn’t said a thing to her. She looked at Ginny, who pulled Teddy and James to their feet, and walked out of the room.
Luna was the only person who remained. She stared at Hermione for a second, then stood, turned to say something, then walked away.
Tears hit Hermione’s eyes. The silence echoed through her. The clock ticked next to her as she turned and stepped into the fire place. “Granger Manor” Her voice broke and she looked around her lonely house.
It had never felt so lonely before.
Draco had avoided Hermione at all costs for the past week. He knew that he’d have to face her sometime but this week was not the one to do it. He was in a foul mood. His father had been given the kiss the following day of their discussion and then he’d been killed twelve hours later.
Draco was not in the mood for people.
Perhaps that’s why all the Aurors were completely quiet whenever Draco walked into the room. No one so much as flinched with him nearby. They did their duties, no talking, no laughter, nothing.
The only person who attempted discussion was Hermione. It was hard to talk to her, he found it hard to speak with her around. She was risking her life for him and she bloody well hated him.
He walked through the room glaring at those around him and into his office.
It was odd that his chair was facing the window. He began to draw his wand when whoever was sitting in his chair turned and smiled at him. He stood completely stunned. His breath caught in his throat and he dropped his wand to the floor, slowly stepping forward.
When he spoke, he sounded like a scared little boy.
How mad are Hermione's friends?
Are they really disowning her, just like that?
Isn't Draco's mum in hiding?
Why would she willing be so close to Aurors?
When will Draco and Hermione talk again?
What happens when Hermione truly gets fed up?
Coming soon :)