Chap. 13 Visiting the Burrow
Hermione and Draco landed and got off the plane...evil eyes of elderly women and mothers did not cease until Draco and Hermione were out of the airport. Draco for one thought it was hilarious, Hermione was just embarrassed.
'Hermione, we're married and young...people should expect it.' He would say.
'Not in public.' She would reply, walking out as fast as her small legs could carry her.
Draco and Hermione apparated back to the manor, once they got out of the airport, greeted ecstatically by Narcissa.
Hermione told Narcissa about how beautiful and magical the honeymoon was. Draco spoke about how much he hated the airport and the plane...except the lesson, but of course neither spoke of that incident!
The young couple then apparated to the Granger's home. The also told them what a great time they add, Draco didn't complain about the airport here. They mostly spoke of all the sight-seeing they did.
They also discusses about when they were going to go to France to find a home and get ready for their teaching jobs. Draco thought it best to leave in the beginning of August, since the school year started the beginning of September. Richard advised to go in July, soon, because it's alot harder to find a house than the think. Draco wisely decided to listen.
It was July 29th when Hermione and Draco decided to leave for France. Hermione decided to make a surprise visit to the burrow, she knew Harry was there, too, he always goes there for the end half of summer. Draco decided not to go with Hermione, he knew her friends would probably prefer to say good bye to their best friend without him there. Besides, he had to go say adieu to Blaise...and most likely Destiny.
Hermione walked up to the burrow's wooden door and knocked, after apparating there that morning. She hoped everyone was awake, it was noon...she assumed Molly made sure they were all up and fed by now.
'Oh Merlin!' Molly cried when she opened the door. 'Hermione, dear, what a lovely surprise!'
The older, red-headed woman brought Hermione in a tight embrace.
Sounds of many feet were heard running down stairs.
'Hermione!' Harry and Ron cried excitedly.
'Ahhh!' Ginny squealed.
They all ran over to their comrade and hugged her like there was no tomorrow.
'How have you been?' Ginny asked, 'Where's Draco?'
'Why must you bring up Malfoy at such a happy time for me?' Ron asked scrunching his face.
Harry hit Ron, giving him a 'don't-piss-Hermione-off' look.
'Draco is saying good bye to Blaise.' Hermione smiled.
'Good bye? Why is he going some place?' Ron asked, then mumbled, 'Permanently please.'
'Yes, I came over today to tell you Draco and I leave for France tomorrow morning.' Hermione explained slowly.
The once three happy faces of her friends turned to ones of worry and sadness.
'Oh. You came to say good bye to then?' Harry asked.
'I couldn't leave without saying good bye.' Hermione replied.
'Well, come in, Hermione, stay for awhile.' Ginny said, trying to smile.
Hermione walked in, Ron shut the door.
'Where are Fred and George?' Hermione asked trying to lighten the mood.
'Umm...out buying supplies for thier store.' Ron said.
'Oh, I was hoping to see them too.' Hermione said.
'They'll be back soon.' Ginny responded.
'Good.' Hermione smiled.
An awkward silence filled the room. The friends all were trying to comprehend that Hermione was moving to another country tomorrow...with their once sworn enemy.
'You guys, France is not that far.' Hermione said, 'We'll see each other still, just not every day like we used to.'
'Yeah.' Ron sighed.
Then the front door opened quickly, the two red-headed twins walked in carrying loads of prank toys and candies. Hermione was thankful that they were talking loud and happily.
'Hermione! What are you doin' here?' Fred cried when he saw her.
Hermione smiled and stood up. The twins set thier items down, taking turns hugging her and swinging her around.
'I came to visit, is that a crime?' Hermione asked them playfully, hands on hips.
'Nah, but that look on Ron's face is.' George laughed.
Everyone looked over at Ron, who was wearing a pouting-sad face.
'Fuck off.' Ron muttered.
'Ooh, our little Ronnikins learned a new word!' Fred cried, with a happy-parent tone.
'Be nice you two!' Hermione said hitting them softly.
'So, how was the honeymoon with your snake-prince?' George asked curiously.
'Perfect.' Hermione smiled.
'Tell us!' Ginny exclaimed, a bright smile on her face.
Hermione told them MOST of the things they did, not everything of course.
'That sucks.' Fred commented after she was done.
'What! Why!' Hermione asked.
'You didn't even fuck once!'
'Well, she's not going to tell us that part idiot!' George laughed. 'Of course they did that! Why else go on the honeymoon?'
Harry laughed apprehensively.
'Well, I think it sounds absolutely lovely!' Ginny squealed happily.
'You would.' Ron said rolling his eyes.
'Oh don't tell me that you don't think that sounded fun Ron, just pretend it was you and
Lavender!' Ginny said spitting out her tongue.
'Lavender?' Molly cried from the den, 'Who's Lavender!'
Harry started to laugh, along with everyone BUT Ron.
'Gin-ny!' Ron gritted through his teeth.
'OH! That's Ronny's girlfriend, mother!' Fred chuckled. 'Lavender Brown, right, Ronnikins?'
Molly bounced excitedly into the kitchen.
'What? My Ronald has a girlfriend? Since when?'
'You didn't tell her?' Hermione asked.
'He didn't want her to make a big deal out of it.' Harry laughed, patting Ron on the back.
'Yeah, mom, Lavender and Ron have been going out for awhile, they went to the Christmas Dance and EVERYTHING together! Lavender also caught the bouquet at the wedding, remember?' Ginny said.
Ron was now bright red.
'Oh yeah!' George yelled, 'I nearly forgot, so when are you gonna ask the little pretty to marry
you?'
'I'm not going to marry her.' Ron said angrily.
'Oh, c'mon Ron, you know your obsessed with her!' Ginny cried, messing up her brother's hair.
'Bloody hell, can't you all just leave me alone?' Ron asked annoyed.
'Well, invite her over to he house for dinner this week, Ronald.' Molly said.
'Fine. Maybe.' Ron muttered.
'Haha! Yea! Lavender!' Ginny giggled. 'She's actually pretty, mom!'
'Oh, i'm so happy for you, Ronald.' Molly smiled kissing his cheek before returning to the den.
'Yah. Thanks.' Ron pouted.
Ron then turned to Ginny and gave her a death glare.
'Sorry.' She shrugged.
'Ron, she was going to find out sooner or later anyway.' Hermione reasoned.
'I rather would have had it later than sooner.' He snapped.
'Well, there's no point in complaining about it now, mate.' Harry commented, 'The deeds done.'
'Does mom know about you and Ginny?' Ron asked Harry, burrowing his eyebrows.
'Mom!' Ginny cried, 'Harry and I are going out!'
'Now she does.' Harry smiled.
'You are!' Molly exclaimed running back into the room.
'Oh Ginerva, congratulations!' Molly smiled kissing her cheek. Harry rolled his eyes hearing 'Ginerva'. Molly then turned to Harry and kissed his cheek too. 'I'm so happy, Harry dear.'
'Me too.' Harry muttered.
'Anyone else going out with people?' Molly asked.
Fred and George raised their long arms grinning (referring to their long-time girlfriends, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson).
'Well, yes, I know. Thank you for informing me again anyhow.' Molly smiled.
'No problem mom.' they chimed together.
'Hey, how come Draco proposed to Hermione after only like four months, and you boys have been going out with Angelina and Alicia for like two years and you haven't asked them?' Ginny asked.
'Easy-' Fred started.
'-we're lazy.' George finished. 'Really, Ginny, why do you asked such stupid questions?'
Ginny wrinkled her nose and spit her tongue out.
'Harry, shut up your mindless girlfriend.' Fred joked.
'i'll get yelled at.' Harry groaned.
Fred then motioned a invisible whip and made a matching noise.
'Need me to loosen that leash for ya, Harry ol' pal?' Fred laughed.
'Shut up.' Harry moaned.
They all talked together for another few hours. However, Hermione had to get home to her prince, the visit had to end eventually. They bid their good byes, Ginny and Hermione even shed a few tears...Ron did too, even though he denied it.
'Hello, Draco.' a tall black haired man said.
'Hey, Mr. Zabini, Blaise home?' Draco asked, stepping into the Zabini home.
'Yeah, he's in his room with Destiny.'
'Thanks.' Draco nodded, going to the stairs.
'Shit...he's up having an orgy...' Draco muttered quietly to himself.
Draco went up the carpeted stairs, taking two at a time. He went down a hall, to a black door.
There was a 'Women Only' sign on his door. Draco laughed, remembering when he and Blaise stole that restroom sign from a shop in Hogsmeade. Draco pounded on the door loudly, making sure Blaise heard him.
'Ma, I said i'm busy!' Blaise yelled from inside the room.
'It's me, Draco!' he yelled back. 'Get off your lady and let me in asshole.'
Draco heard Blaise laugh and groan.
Blaise opened the door, wearing red boxers.
'Hey fucker, what's up?' Blaise asked laughing.
'Nothing, I see your in boxers, Destiny's here isn't she?'
'Yah, she just went into my bathroom to put some clothes on.' He chuckled.
'Ahh...you do know the sun is still up, your parents are home, AND I heard your sister in the room next door. Haven't you ever gotten caught?'
'No. They don't come in my room unless they knock first. And what does the sun have anything to do with anything?' Blaise asked cocking his head to the side in wonder.
'I guess nothing, it just means everyone in your house is awake and could hear if you were getting fucked, right?'
'No. Silencing spell...we ARE wizards, Drake.'
'Yeah yeah, forget it.' He laughed.
'So, how was the honeymoon? I'm assuming it was pleasurable.' Blaise winked walking over to a couch and sitting on it. Draco followed.
'It was VERY nice.' Draco laughed.
'So, I never asked you before, I know you and her had sex awhile ago, but were you the one who broke the lil' lady in?' Blaise asked nonchalantly.
Draco just gave him a questionable look.
'Drake, just tell me. I probably already know the answer. Granger was a virgin wasn't she?'
'Yeah she was.'
'So...how was she?'
Draco laughed.
'You astound me, Zabini.'
'Answer the question, fucker. I need to know whether to add her to my list or not.'
Draco gave him a death glare.
'I'm just fucking around, Draco! I'm not going to make a move on your wife! In all serious though, was Hermione good?'
'I'm not going to answer that.' Draco stated.
'I take that as a "hell yeah!" or else you wouldn't have married her.' Blaise smirked.
Draco laughed.
'Whatever man.'
Then a scantily clad Destiny came out of the bathroom. She was in a lime green tube dress, the length of her dress ended under her butt.
'I thought she went to get dressed.' Draco said sarcastically, gazing at the girl's long legs.
'I am.' Destiny said in a French accent. She came over and sat on Blaise's lap. 'So, how are you, Draco? And your wife?'
'Good. Hermione's good too. You?'
'Oh fine.' She smiled without real interest.
'So, what good deed did I do to deserve such pleasurable company as yourself, Draco?' Blaise said jokingly.
'I came to tell you Hermione and I move to France tomorrow morning. I came to say good bye.'
'What? Your fucking moving already?' Blaise asked pushing Destiny off of him.
'Yeah, tomorrow morning.'
'Wow...you were serious about moving away? But you get the manor.'
'I know, I gave it to my mother. Hermione and I are going to bye a house in France.'
'Really?' Destiny asked, 'Maybe we'll be neighbors!'
She then smacked Blaise's chest.
'Maybe you'll finally come to ME, since Draco is moving down there.' She said evilly. 'I always have to come to you! You never have been to France!'
'I have to!' Blaise yelled, 'Remember, that one time two years ago!'
'Oh god! Coming down because you paid one of those dumbass floozies too much on accident doesn't count!' She shrieked.
'Well, you can't say I didn't go to France, because I have so just be quiet.' Blaise snapped.
'You're so mean.' She growled crossing her arms, breasts popping up nearly out of her dress.
'Oh shut up, Destiny, i've never laid a hand on you unless you wanted me to...which is all the time so you better stop your attitude.' Blaise said rolling his eyes.
Destiny's eyes bulged and she stormed back into the bathroom.
'Blaise, you better calm down. She's your means of enjoyment.' Draco stated.
'Naw, she's fine. We've gone through this everyday since the time we started going out, I don't worry so you sure in hell shouldn't.'
'How long have you and her been going out?'
'A year and some.'
'And you've NEVER gone to France to see her?'
'Nah. She doesn't want me to.'
'That's not what it sounds like, you should come visit me down there sometimes and see your girl. She'd like that. I swear to you, Zabini, if you do something nice for them, out of the blue, the sex is ten times as good.' Draco smiled. He said this, knowing it would be the only thing to get Blaise to go down to France.
'Really? It's already like ten times better than my last girlfriend...and that French hooker...and the English one but even more better? You don't need to tell me twice. I'll see you and Hermione down there soon.'
Blaise grinned.
'Great. Until later then.' Draco said standing up.
Blaise met him and they did a one-handed hug.
'Bye.' Blaise said.
Draco slowly walked over to the door, listening for Blaise and Destiny.
'C'mere sexy.' Blaise cooed to Destiny.
'You don't appreciate anything I do.' Destiny said angrily.
'You think so? Come here so I can show you how much I appreciate you.' Blaise said raspy.
Draco then heard a giggle and he left the room quickly, ready to go back to his wife.
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