Chapter 9 : Worth the fight
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Hermione wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle this. Draco's father was going to murder them. Obviously not in the literal sense but she didn't want to have this moment right now. Draco stood there looking very angry. Far more angry then she could really remember him being. It was bad enough that she had to live with the guilt of him possibly losing everything for her, a mudblood, now she had to see that look on his face. All because of her.
Draco however wanted to kill his father even more. He took a glance at Hermione and she looked terrified. He felt awful. Why did his poor excuse for a father have to show up now? Why couldn't he just wait to get the blasted letter he was going to owl to him and let that be that? Draco moved closer to Hermione and gave her had a squeeze. She looked up at him and smiled that glorious smile. Suddenly it was easy to forget that Lucius was standing right there. That is until he cleared his throat. Draco sighed. He turned to his father and glared.
"What are you doing here?" he didn't think now was a time for niceties.
"Let's have a little chat shall we?" Lucius could make Voldemort look like a puppy sometimes.
"About what?" Draco growled.
"This situation.." Lucius looked between the two teenagers, giving Hermione a glare that could kill.
"Here." Draco thrust the letter at his father. Might as well give it to him in person. He was tired of having to be exactly what he father wanted him to be. Draco was his own person. He wasn't some doll to be played with. Or some lackey to be ordered about. The war was over and he wasn't about to start becoming his father.
"What is this?"
"My stance on this situation."
Hermione gave his hand a squeeze. She knew that Lucius was not going to like this letter. She wasn't really sure she liked the letter. Sure it was wonderful to see Draco taking control of his life but at what cost? Merlin she really needed to get herself together. Draco needed her now. He was doing all of this for her and she knew that she should be happy. Happy that he chose her to be a reason to stand up to the man that treated him so poorly.
Lucius read the letter and crumpled it in his hand. Draco and Hermione could see that he didn't like what he read.
"You are making a mistake son. You will regret this."
Draco expected more yelling, more fighting. Suddenly he was angry that his father said those words so...calmly.
"I'm not making any bloody mistakes! You are! Can't you see? You are daft. You are a daft old man that will end up without anyone that really cares about him. You'll die alone. And when you are gone, people won't cry. They won't mourn your death. They'll throw a bloody party! They'll cheer from the rooftops and sing to the heavens that someone as awful as you is gone. You know what? You want to disown me? How about I disown you!" Draco was beyond angry and stormed out of the common room without thinking. Hermione could feel his hand jerk from hers and she was left alone with this awful man.
"I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy. I'm sorry that you are too blind to see what you are doing. I don't want to see Draco lose everything over me. I'm hardly worth the trouble but I refuse to allow anyone, least of all you, tell me who I can be with. Draco is twice the man you'll ever be. You have one chance to change things, but if you want to be known as the father that couldn't love his son because he chose to be in control of his own life then so be it. Draco's right. I'll be singing when you're dead. That's a promise." she spat at him before leaving the room herself. She went in search of Draco but she didn't know where he'd be. Maybe she should just leave him alone for awhile. She knew he probably went to talk to his Slytherin friends. She headed for the Gryffindor common room to talk to Harry.
"I just don't get it. Why can't he understand?" Draco said to Blaise as he sat in the Slytherin common room. "I mean sure I know that he's been bred this way and hell that's the way I was too but...it's over now!" Draco sighed.
"He's not going to change Draco. You did because you were never like him. You are better then him." Blaise smiled.
Draco couldn't believe he just disowned his father. He was sure his mother would follow his father and not speak to him. Oh Merlin. Hermione. He stood up quickly and headed for the door. "I can't believe I left her alone!" he ran out and headed for the Heads room before Blaise could even stop him.
The only thought he had was his father better have not hurt her. He'd never forgive him, or himself for that matter. He didn't know what he was thinking! He hoped she wouldn't be mad at him, she deserved better. What a terrible boyfriend he was becoming. He ran through the portait hole but the room was empty. "Hermione?" he called but got no answer. Maybe she left? Maybe she's with her friends. He went over to the couch and sat down. He refused to think his father did anything bad to her. He wouldn't harm her in Hogwarts. He wasn't that stupid...was he?
"He was just so...angry. And Draco didn't flinch. He just stood up and told him off. He even told him that people would cheer that he was dead. He said he disowned his father. It was madness." Hermione was retelling Harry all about what had happened. She still couldn't believe it. It was like she was in a dream. Then of course what she had said to the terrible man herself was unbelievable. She just couldn't let him think that he held any sort of power over her. She wasn't going to listen to him. Draco was an adult now. He was allowed to make his own decisions about his life and who he wanted to be with.
"Well he's right..." Harry said.
"I know he's right but to say it to the man's face is completely different." she huffed. She noted the time and sighed. She should go back to the Heads room and see if Draco was back yet. She stood up. "Thanks for the chat Harry. I should get back." she gave him a quick hug and left. She hoped that he had had enough time to himself and would be up for talking about this all with her.
She entered the room. "Draco?" she called but got no answer. As she moved further into the room she saw him but he wasn't alone.
"Pansy!? Get the hell off of him!" Hermione yelled so loudly it woke up a sleeping Draco who then screamed himself at the sight of Pansy on top of him. He shoved her off and stood up. He looked at Hermione in horror, hoping that she wouldn't think he was doing anything with that vile girl.
"Hermione I.." he was cut off.
"Relax Draco, you were clearly asleep." she gave him a smile. Before turning on Pansy. "You get the hell out of here!" she pointed for the door and Pansy ran out. She expected more of a fight with her but she shrugged it off and took Draco's hand. "Are you alright?" she asked softly.
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry I left like that. I shouldn't have left you alone with him. He's...he could have..." Draco shook his head.
"Don't worry. I said my piece and then left but I figured you wanted to talk to Blaise or something so I went to talk to Harry." she smiled and put her arms around his neck. "I missed you." she said before giving him a quick kiss.
"I missed you too." he grinned back. He couldn't believe how things changed so much. He could have never imagined being with Hermione but now...now he couldn't imagine being without her.
A knock on their door broke them apart. The portrait informed them they had company.
A Mrs. Malfoy is waiting outside, shall I let her in?
"Oh bloody hell..." they both said in unison
Yes I know it's short. I'm sorry, a bit rusty here but at least it's not like 500 words!...right? Please R & R!! Thanks!
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