"We can't obliviate everyone in there! Especially your mother!" Hermione screamed at me. As soon as I have processed the event, I quickly apparated Hermione out of the living room and into my room—my real room.
The manor has a lot of rooms, including the ones that Astoria and I were supposed to sleep in but we chose not to.
"I know! Just let me think of a brilliant idea." I said indistinctively. "A brilliant idea? Who would've thought! I'm the one who's supposed to have those." Hermione said sarcastically waving her hand up in the air.
"Just hold your horses Granger. We can slid through this." I said, determined.
"No, we cannot just slid through this like a snake! Pictures were already taken, Malfoy! They've seen us, they've seen me. What would your Father think if he hears about this in Azkaban?!" Hermione gritted her teeth in anger. "His precious pureblooded son marrying a mu—" I cut her off and shushed her with my pointer finger. She widened her big brown eyes at me.
"Don't say it like it's a bad thing," I said. "Don't say what now?!" Hermione asked. "Like it's a bad thing marrying you—Granger."
Hermione Granger's
Point of View
My heart skipped a beat when Malfoy said those words. Merlin's beard, why did he just utter those words, my stomach is rumbling because of it. Am I grossed out?
"W-What do we do? I m-mean you can't just marry someone . . . especially someone like me." I stammered in anger and complete mixed emotions.
"I said, don't you try and tell me, that marrying you is so wrong, Granger." I felt my cheeks heat up. Why is he telling me this, right now? In the middle of all of this?
Loud knocks were heard from Dracoms door and we quickly shot death glares on eachother.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! YOU EXPLAIN EVERYTHING TO ME OR I'LL SWEAR IN YOUR FATHER'S BLONDE LOCKS, YOU'LL BE SHOVED BACK AGAIN IN MY STOMACH!"
"That's your mom," I whispered panicking. "Bet it is." Draco said sarcastically. "And she's furious." He added. He slowly went to the door as the knocks erupted faster and harder.
"Mother, let me—" Draco was cut off when Narcissa Malfoy pushed him out of the way and went straight to me.
My heart was kicking off a million heartstrings per millisecond.
"You!" She screamed at me. "Are you Astoria or are you Hermione Granger!" She added. "H-Hermione." I said stuttering and she paused.
She paused and thought for a while. She sighed and closed her eyes forcefully and then looked at me and looked back at Draco and to me again.
"I apologise, you had to witness my screaming mother phase." She said with a little smile.
Draco walked towards us.
"I've dismissed everyone, including Shacklebolt, I've said that further explanations will be heard tomorrow from the both of you." Narcissa said in complete authority.
"Young man, you have an awful lot of explaining to do." She narrowed her eyes to Draco and he lowered his gaze to his mother.
Draco had finally explained what he planned to happen and why it has to happen and why is it happening.
Narcissa shot death glares to his son, "You should've told me Draco. And I wouldn't have forced you into marrying Astoria. You can impress the Greengrass in your ways, patiently. I only thought it would be easier for you, if you just marry their daughter. You know all I want is for you to have a convenient life." His mother admitted.
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Aftermath
Fanfiction"What brings you here, Malfoy?" Hermione questioned the man in front of her, perplexed. "Is that how you greet an old friend, Granger?" Draco smirked as if they were . . . actually friends. "I do not have time for your nonsense tricks, Malfoy. Feel...
