Disclaimer: I keep wishing but sadly I do not own Harry Potter...maybe I’ll get lucky for my birthday!
Note: I usually don’t update so soon but I was in a writing mood. I actually think this is one of the longest chapters I’ve ever written. Well I hope you enjoy! I want to say thank you to Suni-Dlight for the review!
(Next Day)
Hermione was laying in bed staring at the ceiling of her bed room. She turned and looked that the clock on her night stand. It was 10:00 am. She had been up for the past hour just thinking. She always did her best thinking right when she woke up but most of the time she was thinking about work or something. Not today...today she was thinking about Draco Malfoy. Yesterday was still fresh in her mind and she still had not really grasped the fact that she would be moving in with him in just a few hours. Which reminded her that she really should get up and pack. She also needed to go to work and take some time off. With a grunt she sat up in her bed and looked around.
What she I do first? She asked herself. I think getting dress and talking to Andrew would be best. He was going to be in shock.
She walked over to her closet and pulled out a light blue button up shirt and dark blue jeans. She like to wear muggle cloths when she had a chance and she wouldn’t be at work for long. After dressing and finally getting something to eat she apparated to the St Mungos. She walked up to the nurses station.
“Hey Sandy!” She said to a short girl with long golden blond hair.
“Hey Hermione.” She replied turning around. “What are you doing here today? I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow?”
“Your right but I actually came to talk to Andrew. Do you know where he is?” She asked the blond.
“Um...I believe he is in his office.”
“Okay. Thank you!...Bye!” She said as she turned around to walk in the direction of Andrews office. Once there she knocked on the door.
“Come in.” He said.
She opened the door and walked in. He looked up from some papers that were on his desk.
“Hey Hermione. What are you doing here? I told you to take today off as well.” He said as she walked in and sat down in the chair in front of his desk. He looked back down at the papers on his desk.
“Yes, I know.” she told him. “I...um...I actually came to a...to ask to take some more time off.” She said the last part very quickly.
Andrews head snapped up. “What? Did Hermione Granger just ask for time off? Well I must say I’m more then a little shocked!” He said dramatically.
“Oh stop that!” She said with a frown.
He just laughed at her. “So why are you taking time off? and for how long?” He asked her.
“Well thats the thing, I really don’t know how long.” She replied.
“What do you mean?” He asked a little confused.
“Well I just found out that someone had VL and I’m going to be ‘experimenting’ on him. So thats why I don’t know how long it will take me. And in order to supervise him I’ll be moving in with him.”
“What? Someone has VL? and your going to move in with him! Who the hell is he??” Andrew asked.
“Um...well...draco malfoy...” She mumbled.
“Who?” He asked unable to hear her.
“Draco Malfoy.” She said again.
“WHAT!?” he was so shocked that he almost fell out of his chair.
“I know.” was all she could really think to say.
“And your moving in with him!!” He said half yelling.
“That is correct.” She said still calm.
He took a minute so he could calm down and process what he just heard. He took a deep breath. “So you’ll be gone until you find a cure or until...um...until he dies?” Andrew asked finally calm.
“Yeah.” She said with a sigh.
“Well I definitely wasn’t expecting this when I woke up this morning.”
“I feel you on that one. But you know the prophesy and this is my one really good chance to find a cure. Plus as much as I disliked Malfoy when I was younger, I don’t want him to die.”
“That’s because your a good person. Look, take off as much time as you need...And...um...be careful with Malfoy.” He told her.
“Will do.” She said with a half smile. She stud up and walked out of his office.
Time to pack up some stuff. She said to herself as she apparated back home.
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He was sitting alone in a black chair near a big window in his big library. He looked down at his watch. He would be picking up Hermione soon. As soon as he got back home yesterday he had a room made up for her. For some reason he really hoped she would like it, although he really did not know why. He was still shocked that she actually agreed to help him. He had always been such a wanker to her in school calling her a Mudblood. But he was different now that his parents were dead. He no longer saw her as inferior person. He actually though she was a way better person then he was.
There was a popping noise and Draco turned his head to see who was in the room. It was Deedee, one of his house elves. He had actually given her cloths and set her free a long time ago for all of her good service but she choose to stay and serve him. She even wore a small dark purple dress.
“Are you ready to Master Malfoy?” She asked in her small somewhat squeaky voice.
“I told you to call me Draco.” He reminded her with a smile.
“Oh...sorry...Are you ready Master Draco?” He had to laugh.
“Yes Deedee. I’m ready. Every thing is ready in her room, right?” He asked her.
“Yes master Draco.” She replied with a smile. “I thinks she’ll like it!”
“I sure hope so. Lets go then.” He apparated to Hermione’s house.
Once there he knocked on the door.
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She was in her room putting her last few ‘can’t live without’ items into a box when she heard a knock on her door.
He’s a little earlier then I though he would be. She though to herself getting up from her bed room floor to get the door.
As she walked out of her room she stopped at the mirror in her hallway to make sure she looked good. Her hair was a little crazy. She was about to take it out and fix it when there was another knock on the door.
Stop it Hermione! It’s only Malfoy! She told herself.
Moving away from the mirror she walked the rest of the way down the hall and to the front door. Malfoy and a small house elf in a purple dress were standing in front of her.
“Took you long enough Granger.” was his greeting as he walked past her and into the living room. The small elf followed close behind him.
“Well hello to you to Malfoy.” She said as she turned around to walk back to her room leaving the two guest alone in the living room.
“Are you ready to go?” He asked her.
“Almost!” She shouted from the other room. A few minutes later she came back out. “Okay, now I’m ready.” She said with a half smile.
“Good. Show Deedee to your things and I’ll apparate you.” he told her.
Hermione looked down at the small house elf. She got down on one knee in front of her. “Hello, I’m Hermione Granger.” She told the small elf with a smile.
Deedee looked up at Draco to see if she was free to speak. He gave a nod of his head.
“It’s a pleasure Miss. Granger. I’m Deedee!” he said brightly and with a very big grin.
“I see your wearing a dress. Why is that?” She asked with real interest.
“Master Malfoy gave it to me!” She said.
“I told you to call me Draco.” He said in a light voice. Hermione looked up at him with shock.
“Sorry Master Draco.” Deedee said and Hermione looked back at her.
“So your free then?”
“Yes Miss. Granger but Deedee really likes Master Draco and he teat Deedee very well. So I stay.”
“I see...” Hermione said. She finally stud up she looked at Draco and he looked away. “Follow me Deedee and I’ll show you to my things.” The walked back to her room.
Draco walked around her living room again. The look she had just gave him was...well he didn’t know what it was but it almost seemed as if she was very pleased. Thats why he turned his head. He wanted her to be pleased but he really didn’t know why.
She finally walked back out then walked to a closet by the door to grab her jacket. She turned back to look at him. “Okay Malfoy, let’s go.”
He walked to where she was standing and put his hand out. She grabbed it. Draco could not help but notice how small and soft her and were. He just stud there for about a minute thinking about it.
“Are you okay Malfoy?” she finally asked.
Her words snapped him out of his own thoughts. “Yes. Sorry...hold on.” and with that he apparated him back to his house.
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