A/N: Hi Everyone. This story takes place 5 years after the gang graduated from Hogwarts. Harry and Sirius are in hiding together. Ron works at Fred and George’s Joke Shop, and Hermione, well you’ll see. This will eventually be a D/H story if I like the way things are going. The only person I own is Tyra Malfoy.


Living With The Enemy

by Draco'z Lil' Devil
 
 

Chapter 1
The Battle
 

“Now,” said Lucius Malfoy, facing me wand in hand. “For the last time, Mudblood, where is the Potter Child!” He spat at the mention of Harry. Harry has been in hiding for the past five years. Ever since we graduated from Hogwarts. Only four people know his secret place. I, Hermione Granger am one. Ron Weasley, Sirius Black (seeing that he is in hiding with him) and of coarse Albus Dumbledore is the others. A sharp, icy pain ran threw my body. For the seventh time in a row, he put the Crustatious Curse on me (So sorry if I’ve spelled that wrong). I screamed, and fell to the ground. But, I still would not now, or ever reveal Harry to him.

“That’s it, I’m sick of her for now, I’ll send for all later, Goodbye!” I could barely make out what Lucius was saying, because of all the pain. I felt him lift me up and toss me somewhere. When I opened my eyes again I saw Lucius staring at me. I appeared to be in a cell, but with no bars. I waited until he was almost gone and ran forward. Something, like an invisible force field rocketed me backwards. I heard him laughing.

“The only way to get through there is if you had Malfoy blood in you, or if you were in contact with a Malfoy. Sweet dreams, Mudblood.”

I was pretty tired, but I think ‘sweet dreams’ is out of the question.
 

*****
 

I woke up the next morning, with a huge headache. Probably because she had no pillow, blanket, and the fact that it was a cold, damp cell. The echo of footsteps coming seemed to synchronize with my growling stomach.

Lucius’s face appeared out of the dark. He walked threw the force field, picked her up and dragged her up the stairs. “Wait here.” He said before putting the leg binding spell on me, and leaving slamming a door behind him.

I scooted up so my back was against the door, so I could hear what they were saying inside. I heard Lucius speak first.
 

“Now, hopefully today we will get some information out of that filthy Mudblood, now that our master is here.” I thought. Master? It… no, it just couldn’t be, not here, not now. Lucius continued talking. “My son, come here.” Son? Draco?

“Yes, Father?”

“You are finally old enough to join us. And it will be good practice for you, to watch this.”

“Watch what Father? And what do you mean join us?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. After all those years of Harry, Ron, and me thinking he and his father were Death Eaters, and he didn’t know that his father was one.

“You will see Draco, Bring in the Mudblood.” When the door was opened I fell into the room. I looked up. For the first time in five years, I saw Draco Malfoy. I had always been able to tell how people were feeling by looking into their eyes. In Draco’s I still saw the usual coldness, but I also saw surprise, worriment and fear.

I tore my eyes away from him. I felt my legs spring apart; someone must have taken the leg bind off of me. I struggled to stand up. And then, I saw him. Voldermort. The most feared wizard in the world right here, in front of me. His voice sent chills down my spine.

“Now, child, where is the Potter Boy?” He hissed at me. Although he was calm.

“I won’t tell, that to scum like you.” I said, matching his calmness.

“That’s enough,”

“But Master, you have only asked her once I’m…” Lucius protested.

“When I say it’s enough, then it’s enough! Do you understand me Lucius?”

“Yes, Master.”

My eyes glanced over to Draco. He looked so surprised to the fact that his Father wasn’t arguing like he usually did. He looked, at me. I quickly looked away.

“Now as I was saying, I have no use for you anymore, child, Avera…”

At this Draco ran towards me and grabbed my arm just before Voldermort shot the death curse at me. We were standing in front of a mirror. Voldermort shot again this time with Lucius assisting. For some reason, we ducked. I looked up only to see the two green beams bounce off the mirror, and head straight back at Lucius and Voldermort. It hit them. And before we new it, they were both---- dead.

I stood absolutely still, in shock. I looked at Draco, and he looked back. “I’m so sorry. About your Father.”

“Why I’m not.” He said, and that was the last thing I heard before I fainted.
 

*****
 

When I woke up, I sat up to see where I was. I had almost forgotten what had happened. Almost. I looked around. I was in a large canopy bed. Much like the ones we had at Hogwarts, only it was Green, with silver and black sheets. On the comforter was two large green snakes twisted around the letters “D” and “M”. She saw a large wardrobe in the corner in the room. And, then to her right was a sliding door, which led out to a balcony.

The double doors swung open. In walked a beautiful, tall, blond haired woman, carrying a tray of food, and drink.

“Ah, you’re up.” She said. “Oh, I’m Narcissa Malfoy, Draco’s mother.”

“Hi, I’m—“

“Hermione Granger, yes, Draco told me. He also said you’ve changed. A lot.” I blushed slightly. “Here have some food.”

“Thank you. Where am I?”

“Where? This is the Malfoy Mansion. And this is Draco’s room. It’s the closest bedroom to the study. Where you fainted.”

“He didn’t mind me being in his bed?”

“It isn’t like he needed it! It’s only 4 in the afternoon.”

“Oh.”

“Well, once the Death Eater’s found out that you killed Voldermort, as I expected, they went to your house and burned it. I managed to get all of your things out before they did though.”

“Thank you very much. This is very kind of you.”

“It’s no problem. You can stay with us if you like. You can sleep in Tyra’s room until we get you one.”

“Tyra? Whose she?”

“Oh, She is my daughter. Draco’s sister,”

“How old is she?”

“She is 14 right now. Her fourth year at Hogwarts.”

“Oh, I see.” At this was a knock on the door.

“Yes?” Narcissa called.

“It’s me, Mother, can I come in?”

“Draco, darling, it’s your own room, of coarse.” I watched him walk across the room to a desk at the side of the bed.

“Hi Chuck”

“The mirror on the desk” Narcissa said.

“‘Ello Draco! ‘Ow are you?”

“I’m good. Thanks.”

Narcissa stood up and walked around the bed to the desk. “Hello, Chuck.”

“Oy, Narcissa. You look beautiful this June afternoon.”

“Thank you. Chuck, this is Hermione. She will be staying with us.”

“G’ Day ‘Ermione.”

“Hello.”

“Well Draco,” Narcissa said. “Since you will be here, keep an eye on Hermione.” Draco nodded. “And Hermione, if you need anything, just ask Draco, he will be happy to get it for you. Won’t you?”

“Yeah, sure, why not?” He said with a sarcastic tone. She left.

We sat in silence for a while. Draco writing something, me reading a book Narcissa brought me. I decided to break the silence. “Your mum is really nice.”

“Yeah, well she’s a sucker for girls.” He said not looking up.

“What did you mean?”

“What did I mean about what?” He said now looking at me.

“Narcissa told me that you said I changed a lot. What did you mean by that?”

“I don’t know, you’ve just changed.”

“How?”

“Well, if I told you one of the reasons, you would hit me.”

I thought for a second, and then realized what he meant. So I hit him.

“Ouch!” He said, even though he was laughing.

“You little pervert!” I screamed hitting him again.

“Damn girl! You hit hard!”

“I see you haven’t changed. Still looking where you’re not supposed to.”

“Oh, but I have. You just can’t tell. You see I have a bigger…”

“STOP!!!”

He laughed. “Are you sure you don’t want to see?” I glared at him.
 

*****
 

A week later I went with Draco to pick up his sister Tyra at Platform 9 ¾. I looked around for a girl that had silvery-blond hair, pale skin and gray eyes. But the girl that came up to hug Draco was not like that at ALL. She had shoulder length, strawberry-blond hair, bright blue eyes, and slightly tanned skin. “Draco! You finally have a girlfriend!” Tyra said hugging him again.

I started laughing. “Draco, I like your sister! She’s hilarious.”

On the way home Draco explained everything. When we got home, Tyra immediately dropped all her stuff and ran into Narcissa’s arms.

“Hello dear! Welcome home. Draco, help Tyra take her stuff up to her room. Hermione, come with me.”

We parted our ways at the top of the giant staircase. Draco and Tyra going left and Narcissa and me going right.

“Now that Tyra is home,” Narcissa began. “You can’t stay in her room anymore. So, for the last week I’ve been trying to find a room for you. And I found out that you like ballet. So, well, her. Just wait and see. Dragon bite.” And with this the wall in front of us dissolved into a doorway. We walked in.

It was a large white room with beautiful wooden floors. Tall mirrors spread across one wall, like at a dance studio. A ballet bar circled the room.

“This used to be the fencing room. Lucius was the only one who fenced. So you can have it. You may change the color of the room if you would like. White is very boring sometimes. The bathroom is this door right here. And the closet is right there. Now, you might be thinking. There is no furniture! Well there is. Just simply stand anywhere you want and say something like Bed up. Or desk up. Or couch up. Chair, table, anything. And it will come up. To put it down, just say the name and down. Now I did my muggle research, and In the walls are a TV, stereo and computer. Just stand anywhere there is a wall and say TV, stereo or computer out or in. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do. Now to open the door, just say Dragon bite?”

“Well, would you like to change the password?”

“Yes, kind of.”

“What to?”

“Um, Dancer?”

“Sure, password, change to dancer! Go ahead try it.”

I hesitated. “Dancer.”

The door opened.

“I’m going to go and see if Tyra has settled in yet. You can stay here and test the room if you like.”
 

*****
 

After about an hour, I had everything set. I changed the wall colors to lavender. My clothes were in the closet, my bathroom utensils were in the bathroom, and I had my ballet shoes on. I felt like dancing. I took the stereo out and stretched. Then I put on some music and started dancing. I may be living with the Malfoy’s, but I sure am having fun.
 
 
 


A/N: Okay. So do you all like it? Review and let me know okay? Or you can email me at lildevilhunnie@mtv.com. Or if you have AOL instant messenger, IM me at LilDevilQTPie. Next chapter will be out soon.
 


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