Okay everyone: I have rewritten this story because it has gotten many
complaints - I am very sorry for those of you added me to whatever, but I
had to avoid more flames - it is better this way anyway.
Dedications: Rachel, Jake (kisses to you hun!), and Katie Kellen.
Chapter One: Waking with a start
Hermione awoke, in not her own bed, but in a very large bed with silky sheets. She definitely wasn't at the Burrow anymore. The question was: where was she, why was she there and who brought her here? There was a clatter in the corner of the room. She looked up to see none other than her worst enemy - Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy - I should have guessed," she almost yelled.
"You're up. Good. What do you want for breakfast Granger? Tell Perch whatever you want and he will be pleased to get it for you," Malfoy replied pointing to a rather large house-elf.
"I will not - I refuse. Why am I here? And in that case where the bloody hell is here? China? Australia?"
"We currently are in New York at my summer house. I can not tell you why I brought you here - you will find out when the time is right."
"Malfoy, please come here," Hermione demanded.
" I'm coming - just a second." He walked over to the oversized bed and sat down right beside her. She reached up and looked into his eyes and . Slapped him across the face.
"Do you really expect me to stay willingly here with you? Are you out of your effing mind?" Hermione screamed.
"No, I am perfectly fine - I remember when you first slapped me - it didn't hurt nearly as much as this one did. Man, mudblood - you pack quite a punch!" he replied
"If you need me, I will be in the parlor. Feel free to roam the house - stay out of the attic." With that he left quickly, turning on his back heel and walking out of the room. She rubbed her eyes and then got up to take a look around the house.
The room that she was currently in was a warm room. It was crimson. The walls, the draperies, the bedspread, pillows, pictures and even the candles that were floating near the walls were crimson.
In the next room she went to, it was the same as her room, but everything was emerald. She was quite surprised to see how all of the rooms were color coordinated or had a theme. The bathroom was decorated with snaked. They were etched in the glass and in the door handles. She thought it was very creepy, so she abandoned the rest of the bathrooms. When she went downstairs to see where Malfoy was, she noticed that the banister of the staircase was black and every 3 inches or so there was a drawing of a mythical creature.
The rest of the house was black and silver with emerald green accents to add color here and there. She realized why these particular colors: Slytherin Colors. They had long been away from their second home: Hogwarts. She felt a pang of sadness hit her heart. She dearly missed Hogwarts.
"Exploring, Granger?" a cold voice drawled.
"What is it to you Malferret?"
"Nothing, you are staring at a hole in the wall for.. What?"
"Nothing - just daydreaming" she replied.
A/N: I know, I know - it is only okay - for those of you who said it was just okay are Draco and Hermione back in their more or less original character? I do hope so. Not a cliffe for you because I feel like a giving person today, so please review. Plot ideas welcome because I have a little bit of the story planned but not all of it. No flames unless there is a constructive tip(s) in there! Thanks, Hali
Dedications: Rachel, Jake (kisses to you hun!), and Katie Kellen.
Chapter One: Waking with a start
Hermione awoke, in not her own bed, but in a very large bed with silky sheets. She definitely wasn't at the Burrow anymore. The question was: where was she, why was she there and who brought her here? There was a clatter in the corner of the room. She looked up to see none other than her worst enemy - Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy - I should have guessed," she almost yelled.
"You're up. Good. What do you want for breakfast Granger? Tell Perch whatever you want and he will be pleased to get it for you," Malfoy replied pointing to a rather large house-elf.
"I will not - I refuse. Why am I here? And in that case where the bloody hell is here? China? Australia?"
"We currently are in New York at my summer house. I can not tell you why I brought you here - you will find out when the time is right."
"Malfoy, please come here," Hermione demanded.
" I'm coming - just a second." He walked over to the oversized bed and sat down right beside her. She reached up and looked into his eyes and . Slapped him across the face.
"Do you really expect me to stay willingly here with you? Are you out of your effing mind?" Hermione screamed.
"No, I am perfectly fine - I remember when you first slapped me - it didn't hurt nearly as much as this one did. Man, mudblood - you pack quite a punch!" he replied
"If you need me, I will be in the parlor. Feel free to roam the house - stay out of the attic." With that he left quickly, turning on his back heel and walking out of the room. She rubbed her eyes and then got up to take a look around the house.
The room that she was currently in was a warm room. It was crimson. The walls, the draperies, the bedspread, pillows, pictures and even the candles that were floating near the walls were crimson.
In the next room she went to, it was the same as her room, but everything was emerald. She was quite surprised to see how all of the rooms were color coordinated or had a theme. The bathroom was decorated with snaked. They were etched in the glass and in the door handles. She thought it was very creepy, so she abandoned the rest of the bathrooms. When she went downstairs to see where Malfoy was, she noticed that the banister of the staircase was black and every 3 inches or so there was a drawing of a mythical creature.
The rest of the house was black and silver with emerald green accents to add color here and there. She realized why these particular colors: Slytherin Colors. They had long been away from their second home: Hogwarts. She felt a pang of sadness hit her heart. She dearly missed Hogwarts.
"Exploring, Granger?" a cold voice drawled.
"What is it to you Malferret?"
"Nothing, you are staring at a hole in the wall for.. What?"
"Nothing - just daydreaming" she replied.
A/N: I know, I know - it is only okay - for those of you who said it was just okay are Draco and Hermione back in their more or less original character? I do hope so. Not a cliffe for you because I feel like a giving person today, so please review. Plot ideas welcome because I have a little bit of the story planned but not all of it. No flames unless there is a constructive tip(s) in there! Thanks, Hali