sekkoon

CHAPTER 21

“What would you like me to do?”

A tall figure stood by the fire, their head in their hands.

“Do whatever it takes. This needs to end and we are the only ones who can stop it.”

The second figure walked over to the first, their hand on their shoulder.

“You do want her to be yours, don’t you?”

“Yes…”

“And I want him to be mine, my father has plans for our marriage, but we cannot go forward with these plans if he is not mine.”

“But…what plans do you have for him?”

“Something….but if we are going to destroy them….we need to destroy everything around them. And we should begin with their friends.”

“What...what do you mean?” The first figured looked up at the second.

“Well her family already is done with her, sure they still care, but their marriage is falling apart. They are constant fighting since the whole scandal. And his parents are being punished for letting something like this happen. But what is a person without friends? We need them to believe they are alone in this world.”

“Do whatever it takes…just be careful with her.” Harry looked at Kelley, opened the door and disappeared into the hallway.

Kelley crossed her arms and stared at the double doors. “Oh don’t worry…I will….”

A few weeks passed by.

Draco sat at the newly redone oak table in the kitchen, pondering how he had ended up here. He gazed around at the now yellow and cream kitchen that Hermione insisted on. He brought the silver spoon to his mouth and took a bit of his lucky charms cereal. For this he being muggle stuff, it was delightful. He looked over to his newly painted living room, it was red with cherry oak floors and frames, but no pictures in.

He took another bite of cereal. Milk dripped from his lips, he used the back of his hand to wipe it away.

Never in his life had he imagined he’d be pretend married to Hermione Granger, living in a flat she, herself decorated. He always thought that when he got married, he and his wife would get a big house in the country. They’d have lots of trees and live near a lake, something far away. Plus he had always planned on being in love with whoever he married.

He shook his head, thinking of one night him and Pansy were taking about marriage. She exclaimed she would love to live somewhere where it was cold 24/7. And where no one could find them. He remember her rambling on about how her husband would do everything for her. And how her face fell when he said he would like to live somewhere warm.

So what had led him to this pretend marriage? He knew what, his parents. Now he was married to Potter‘s crush, trying to get out of arranged marriage to some deranged girl. But as far as fake wives went, Hermione wasn’t too bad.

Hermione walked out of the bed room, wearing his Slytherin shirt. She pulled her robe out of the bathroom and swung it around her.

“Morning.” She went to the cupboards and pulled out apple jacks, a bowl and milk. “How long have you been up?”

“Not long.” He took another bite, acutely he had been up for an hour or two. He couldn’t sleep anymore, the paint fumes were getting to him. “How long do you have to work?’

Hermione sat down across from him. “ Well today I have M.A.I. today so I will probably be home around 8 or 9.”

“M.I.A?”

Hermione took bit of cereal before she answered. “Mistreated Animals Inc. Weird name, right? What time are you getting out?”

“Well today we are going to do class work, so maybe around five. I think I might go see how Crabbe and Goyle are. I have seen them in a while.”

Hermione nodded her head. “Yeah I might stop by the Weasley’s tonight after work, I’m dieing to see them.”

The couple both got ready for work and headed off towards the Ministry.

“I’m so nervous.” Whispered Hermione as she walked to the restrooms.

“Don’t be you will probably love your job.” There was a huge line for both men and women’s restrooms.

“I think we are in the right spot.” Said Hermione as she noticed the blue robes.

“Yeah…so we go in through the bathroom?” Draco had a goofy look on his face.

“I guess….”

The looked at each other, then the restroom.

“Well see you inside.” Draco shoved a few people out of the way and walked in.

Hermione rolled her eyes, and waited for her turn. Once inside she noticed people were going into the stall, flushing then they would disappear.

“Um…excuse me?’ Hermione tapped an older lady on the shoulder.

She turned around, she had many wrinkles but a warm smile. “Yes dear?”

“How do you do this? This is my first day and I really don’t want to do something wrong.”

The older women chuckled. “Don’t worry dear is it not hard, just go in, close the door, push the lever and hold your breath.”

“Thanks.” Hermione bit her lip.

She crossed her arms and waited her turn, she wondered if Draco was in yet. He probably was already at the Auror class.

The older lady smiled at her then walked in, Hermione heard the should of water and she was gone.

It was now her turn, she gulped and stepped in. Doing what she was told, she looked down at the water, her face reflected in it. He fingers fumbled for the lever with one last breath she was sucked under. Her lungs felt tight, hair was in her face. She put her hands out front clawing her way, just then she hit someone.

“Whoa, whoa calm down.”

It was Draco.

“What took you so long?’

Hermione breathed hard. “There was a long line and that, that was weird. I don’t like that at all!”

Draco laughed as he brushed her hair away from her face. “Its not too bad, you will get used to it. Come on we’re going to be late.”

Hermione shuttered as she walked by his side. She never fancied the idea of being in closed spaces. They walked over to the elevator, Hermione looked around. The Ministry was amazing. There building inside buildings, a huge wizard fountain with a house elf, goblin, and a witch all together. Tons of people were all over, not caring what was around them.

Hermione grabbed Draco’s elbow, scared of getting lost.

Draco looked at her and smiled. “We are almost there.’

A crowd was in front of the elevator, all dressed in blue. Paper plans buzzed over their heads. The elevator dinged, everyone stepped in. It was a tight squeeze, Hermione held her breath. She prayed this would be over soon.

“Level 11 Improper use of magic.” Rang a voice.

Hermione opened her eyes, it was her floor already. She looked around, there was only six people left. But no one was getting off.

“Um…well I’ll see you later tonight. Good luck with work.”

“You too, see you later.’

Hermione leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

‘Whoa.” They both exclaimed and blushed.

“Um…sorry…I …I …I need to go.” She turned and ran out the elevator.

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