The Chemicals React

Chapter 15

"Draco?" Hermione said, "You are staying to meet my family right?" She asked.

He looked down at Hermione who was once again in the large hospital bed fresh and clean. They had made her presentable enough in madam Pomfrey's eyes to meet her family apart from the nasty scars that still remained. Her parents would be arriving any minute. He sighed running his hand through his perfect blonde hair.

"I don't know if they want to meet the boy who did this to you," He said looking away from her to the window. Hermione thought he almost looked… sad?

"They're going to love you," Hermione said, "Why wouldn't they?"

He rolled his eyes still not looking at her, "I can think of a couple good reasons."

"Please stay to meet them?" She pleaded putting on her Veela charm to convince him.

Draco smirked looking her straight in the eye as if predicting this situation would come up; the sudden change was almost unnerving.

"Ok but I have one condition," He said as if offering a proposition.

Hermione's eye brows grew together, "What's that?"

"You get to be mine for the weekend," He stated looking at her still slightly smirking.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"That's hardly a condition, I would spend the weekend with you anyways," She said narrowing her eyes, "What's the catch?"

Draco paused for a moment as if debating something. His eyes stayed on hers.

"You have to come with me to meet my parents over Christmas break," He stated simply.

Hermione's stomach dropped. She studied his face to make sure that he wasn't joking about this; she found it purely innocent, as if Draco would joke about something like this anyways. His face was completely serious, watching and waiting for her reaction.

"You want me to what?" She asked unbelieving what he had just asked her.

"I want you to come with me to meet my parents," He said calmly.

Hermione eyes couldn't help but go wide. Why on earth would he want her to meet his parents? She felt herself start to worry. His parents would hate her, as soon as they found out that she was Draco's mate they would hate him to. Hate him for going against their family traditions and not keeping their blood "pure." She could imagine there stone cold beautiful faces full of disapprovement in Draco's choice in mate.

"No," She said shaking her head.

Draco's small smile left his face. He wasn't expecting that answer.

"Why not?" He asked.

She shook her head, "I just can't."

He glared down at her, "You won't come meet my parents because you simply 'cant'?" He asked coldly.

She shook her head, "It's not that simple."

"Then what is it Hermione?" He asked his voice still cold from her lack of cooperation.

She remained silent not daring to speak. Did he not know? She didn't want to go to a house full of hatred for her. She didn't want Draco and his parents to bicker about things over her being in there house. What if they hated her and wished to separate them? She could see there evil faces now waiting to tare her apart with nothing more than cruel hurtful words.

Draco's face grew stubbornly cruel.

"Fine," He said unfolding his arms getting ready to leave, "If you won't meet mine I won't meet yours," He said as Hermione's stomach dropped.

He smirked from the look on her face, "Having second thoughts on my offer?"

Hermione narrowed his eyes, he played dirty.

She let out a puff of air as she looked at him seriously.

"Draco… your parents are going to hate me you know that?" She said softly finally speaking her fear.

He looked at her for a moment as if contemplating her words. It's true his parents probably would hate her. But that's exactly why he wanted them to get to know her, to see that she was truly a good person no matter her blood. He wanted to let them see how much she meant to him and this was the best way he knew how to get through to his parents. He shook his head.

"They may not like the idea at first I'll admit that," He said as his voice grew softer, "But they'll lose me if they don't except you… My mom wouldn't do that to her only son."

Hermione put her hand to her forehead. She didn't know if he was speaking the truth. She had never meet Draco's mother but she did seem overly protective of him. Her previous actions had testified to that. She could at least do this for him… he seemed like it was really important to him.

She gave a loud sigh as Draco sat down on her bed next to her.

"Fine, deal," She said glaring at him, "But only because of you."

His face gave a small crooked smile, "You sound like I'm going to torture you," He leaned down to her Hermione's face coming dangerously close to her face, "But like I said your mine for that amount of time," He leaned down even more grazing his lips on hers for a few moments pulling away but keeping his face close to hers, "You'll like it more than you think," He said huskily.

Hermione felt her heart pound loudly as her heart sang in delight from his words. She couldn't deny that a week away from school with spending every moment of it with Draco didn't sound like that much of torture.

"Plus I wouldn't be able to stand that long of time without you," He whispered not daring to meet her eyes.

Hermione smiled feeling butterflies in her stomach as she snuggled into him, ignoring the pain from her gashes. She laid her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her kissing her forehead.

"I hate you for making me like this," He said teasing.

Hermione looked up at him and gave a light kiss on his cheek, "If it helps I'm in just as deep as you are."

Draco froze at her words as he looked into her eyes. Hermione had to catch her breath for a moment as his silver eyes pierced her own brown ones. She was entranced by them; she couldn't believe that they were truly hers.

He lifted his hand up to her chin pulling her close to him as his soft perfect lips once again met Hermione's. He kissed her fully this time deepening his lips into hers passionately.

He pulled away softly, "I love you," He said suddenly.

Hermione gave him a small bashful smile, "I love you too."

"Mrs. Granger," Madam Pomfrey called.

Hermione looked away from Draco to the sound of her voice, finding her looking at them suspiciously but shook it off.

"Your parents are here," She said with a small smile, "Should I let them in?"

Draco and Hermione looked at each other nervously.

"Yes let them in," Hermione said with a small smile of her own.

Draco seemed to stiffen and fade into the back ground as Hermione's family rushed to her bed side.

"Hermione dear how are you? Are you feeling better?" Her mother said leaning over Hermione running her hands through her hair, her eyes covered in worry.

"Mum, yes I'm fine," Hermione tried to say but her mother cut her off.

"Where are your gashes?" She asked. Hermione was about to respond but it must have been a rhetorical questions because she was already lifting Hermione's bed sheets off of her.

"There not bad mum I'm fine," Hermione snapped pulling her sheets back up.

Her mother looked surprised folding her arms.

"It's just a gash on my stomach, it's no big deal," Hermione said more calmly.

"Hermione!" Emily rushed to her bed and gave her a big hug that made Hermione wince.

"Oh I've been so worried about you!" She said her arms still around her tight.

Hermione looked to her dad for help.

"Emily come on let your sister breathe she's still in a lot of pain," He said tugging at her to loosen her hold on Hermione.

She quickly let go but she stayed put right on Hermione's bed side.

"How have you been feeling? Mom said that you go hurt because to guys were fighting over you, how cool is that?" She asked excitingly her dark curls bouncing by her face.

"Emily!" Her mother scolded.

"Well that's mostly what happened right?" Emily asked but her eyes suddenly narrowed at Hermione, "Did you do something new with your hair?"

Hermione rolled her eyes; this was her sister Emily for you.

"Cause whatever you did it looks gorgeous! Don't you think she looks different mum?" Emily asked her mouth going a hundred miles an hour.

Hermione's mom gave a knowing small smile, "She does seem to have something different about her doesn't she?"

Hermione gave her a questioning look, did she know?

"She's still the prettiest girl I've ever seen," Her dad said giving her a wrinkly smile leaning down and kissing her on the forehead.

"How are you doing sweetheart," He asked her brushing her hair out of her hair.

"I'm doing great thanks to Draco," Hermione said throwing a glance toward Draco who was trying to blend into the background.

Suddenly Hermione's family seemed to notice Draco's presence as Draco instantly became stiff.

Hermione gave him a small encouraging smile and jerked her head for him to join them.

He heisted for a moment but took a couple steps towards the family.

Hermione's dad was the first to react. He stuck out his hand to Draco, "Well you must be Draco Malfoy? I'm Hermione's father Bruce Granger; this is my wife Melanie and our youngest Emily, you already seem to know Hermione."

Draco took his hand his face emotionless, "It's good to meet you sir,"

Her father gave him a big smile, "Thank you for helping our daughter,"

"I wouldn't thank me just yet," Draco said giving him a fake smile teasing.

"My names Emily," Said Emily coming dangerously close to Draco's face, "So are you the guy who did this to my sister?" She said giving him a nasty look.

"Emily," Hermione's mother scolded pulling her away from Draco.

"It's not his fault Emily," Hermione snapped at her sister for being rude.

"Yes it is," Draco said cutting Hermione off, looking at her parents.

"It wasn't my intention to hurt her," He confessed waiting for the dirty looks, "I didn't mean for it to happen."

"He means WE didn't mean for it to happen," A different voice said growing closer.

Suddenly Hermione heard footsteps coming toward the group. Hermione's face grew into smile when she saw who had finally come. It was Jason.

"Mom, Dad," She said, "This is Jason West, he's a friend of mine that I met this year at Hogwarts,"

Jason's hand stretched out to Hermione's parents in a heart beat, "It's an honor to meet you both," He said trying to give a good impression to the parents.

Her mother and father took his hand and smiled at him politely.

"It's good to meet you to Jason," Her mother said with a smile, taking a liking to him.

Hermione gave a knowing smile.

"Jason I don't think you've ever met my sister Emily, Emily this is Jason," Hermione said as Jason eyes finally rested on the younger brunette away from Hermione.

Jason's eyes locked on Emily with a fire. His vision seemed to blur out everyone else except Emily. She looked similar to Hermione in there face structure but other than that she was her own different beautiful person. Her dark brown hair was very curly like Hermione's when she was younger. She had dark tan skin like his own, and her eyes were blue with a hint of brown in the middle-

"It's nice to meet you Jason," Emily said with a small smile sticking her hand out for a greeting.

Jason finally came back to reality as he heard her musical voice speak.

"It's good to finally meet you Emily," He said not being able to take his eyes off of her, taking her hand in his own.

A jolt of electricity went through Jason's body as he touched her hand making him excited beyond description.

Hermione smiled. She knew that he had found her, but of course her sister was oblivious.

This would be interesting.

Hermione woke up again with only her mother at her bed side this time. She stretched out on the bed giving a good gracious yawn as she tried to sit up.

Her mother quickly noticed her awakening and put down her book and glasses.

"Hey hun you feeling better?" She said with a smile taking her hand.

Hermione nodded and gave a small smile. But she knew something was missing instantly.

"Where's Draco?" Hermione said quickly.

"He's fine Hermione he went with your dad, Emily, and Jason to the Great Hall for something to eat," She said calmly.

Hermione felt her body relax as her mother smiled softly.

"He didn't want to leave your side," Her mother said, "But he really looked like he needed some food… and some rest," she said with a teasing in her voice.

Hermione felt bad instantly knowing it was because of her he wasn't taking care of himself.

"I'm glad you made him eat something then," Hermione said thankfully.

A silence crept between them for a moment. Hermione could tell her mother was thinking hard, she was chewing on the end of her glasses looking down at Hermione's scar on her arm.

Hermione's mum finally broke the silence.

"Hermione I needed to talk to you alone," Her mother voice growing slowly higher and higher in pitch.

Hermione held her breath, here it comes.

"I know what that boy is. We've been talking with Madam Pomfrey, he's a Veela right?" Her mother asked in a monotone voice.

Hermione looked at her caring face as she nodded silently.

"And I'm assuming that… you're his mate?" She asked again.

Hermione only nodded again silently not knowing what to say.

"Is this Jason in love with you too?" Her mother whispered.

Hermione shook her head with a half smile, "He thought he did, I think that changed today though,"

Hermione's mother's eyes furrowed not understanding. But she didn't want to talk about Jason right now.

"The nurse told us everything. Even about the Veela's and what they have to do before the turn eighteen. That the mate becomes a Veela to…" She said running her hands through Hermione's beautiful hair, "I guess that's why you look so amazing," She said with a small smile.

Hermione could tell her mom was about to lose it.

"Mum it's gonna be ok I'm still me, just a little more… moody," Hermione tried to joke.

Her mom gave a small laugh as tears formed in her mother's eyes.

"Your just having to grow up so fast," She said, "I was afraid I was going to lose you before I got to see you again,"

Hermione tried to comfort her, "I was scared to but it's over now nothing like this will happen again,"

Hermione's mom stayed silent squeezing her hand tight.

"Mum?" Hermione suddenly asked.

"What sweetie?" Her mom said looking down at her.

"How did you know that you loved dad?" Hermione asked.

Her mother looked at her strangely wondering what had brought this question on.

"Well let's see… I guess it was when I knew I cared about him more than myself and my own needs. That he was the most important thing to me and I knew I was the most important thing to him… I couldn't see a future without him," She said with a small smile.

Hermione stayed silent for a moment processing.

"Is that how you feel about Draco?" She asked looked at Hermione seriously.

Hermione looked at her mom sadly.

"Yes… but mum is it crazy for me to feel that sometimes I'm to young to even know what love is?" Hermione asked.

Her mom looked at her caringly, "Its ok to be scared Hermione, that kind of love can be a scary feeling, it makes us vulnerable… I don't know a lot about this world Hermione or much about what you've been going through so I'm not going to pretend to. But I do know about love, and even if you didn't have to choose Draco… you would still pick him wouldn't you?"

Hermione paused for a moment. She never thought about that before. Would she pick Draco if there was no longer the obligation to? Would she pick him if the physical affect was gone?

She knew the answer was yes, yes to all those questions. Even without the physical attraction she knew that she cared about Draco.

"Give things time Hermione," Her mother said sweeping a stray hair out of Hermione's face, "Your family will always be here to love you,"

"I love you mum," Hermione said squeezing her hand.

"I love you to sweetie," She said sweetly leaning down and kissing her forehead.

Hermione knew from then on, that she would have a future. A wonderful future with the love of her life- Draco Malfoy.

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