AN: THE SEQUEL IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After WEEKS of waiting, the sequel is finally here! (Well, if you count the time between chapter 15 and the sequel, it's only a few hours, lol, but from chapter 14, it's weeks. I think anyway . . .) Anywho, I am hoping to get just as many if not more reviews for this story as with Me and Emily. And, I warn you: DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVE NOT READ MY STORY ME AND EMILY BECAUSE IT WILL NOT MAKE SENSE! IF YOU HAVE NOT READ ME AND EMILY AND ARE READING THIS, GO INTO MY PROFILE AND READ ME AND EMILY FIRST! Okies, now that's out of my system! Anywho, on with the chappie!
Disclaimer: I do own Harry Potter but I don't own Harry Potter but I do own Harry Potter but I don't own Harry Potter but, in fact, I DO! (But I do what?)
Okies, new border for this story, I'm tired of 0o0o0, so this time we'll do =/=/=, okies?
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Hermione lay on her and Draco's king-size bed in Malfoy Manor on a bright summer morning, staring at the ceiling, thinking, only vaguely aware of Draco's sleeping form beside her. It had been exactly ten years since her wedding to Draco Malfoy on this day. Ten years ago, she had said those two simple words, "I do," and had become Mrs. Hermione Malfoy. She and Jim had debated on whether or not Emily should keep Jim's last name or take Draco's, and decided that she should keep Jim's last name, since she could really only legally have Draco's last name if Draco adopted her, making him her father, and Jim nor Draco wanted that. {AN: Trust me on this one, my mom and dad had the same debate when they divorced, and I ended up taking my dad's last name.} Draco accepted the fact that Emily was not his daughter and would be appalled if was considered such, just as Hermione was not Amanda's mother and would not hear of becoming her mother. A small smile played on Hermione lips as she flashed back to her wedding day. {AN: Just so you know, I'm making Hermione's wedding almost exactly like my Aunt's back in April. And remember, the corny description of their wedding in the first story was only a filler, the REAL wedding is NOTHING like that!}
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Hermione stood in front of the full length mirror in the guest bedroom of Malfoy Manor, admiring her wedding dress, while Ginny, her maid of honor, and Julie, her bridesmaid, were fussing over her dress and hair, not even bothering to care about their own looks. The two of them were wearing very light blue, strapless dresses that touched the floor and they both had their hair done up in elegant curls pinned into a beautiful bun, with a few locks surrounding their faces. Hermione looked the same, only she had a tiara on, her dress was white, slightly more elegant, and it had a train. She and the bridesmaids had bouquets of fresh flowers of various sorts, all baby blue. These, however, had been discarded in the bay window while Ginny and Julie fussed over Hermione.
"Oh Hermione, you look absolutely stunning! You couldn't be more perfect!" said Ginny, smoothing out Hermione's train.
"I whole-heartedly agree, Hermione you look wonderful!" gushed Julie.
"As do yourselves," said Hermione, turning around and looking at them.
"The photographer will be here any minute, Hermione, you'd better get your bouquet," said Ginny, glancing at the clock in the room. No sooner had she said this then there was a knock on the closed and locked bedroom door.
"Who is it?" chorused Ginny and Julie.
"Damian Lutter, the photographer, I promise I'm not Draco," came a playful male voice. All the same, Ginny went to the door and opened it a tiny crack and peered out to see a fairly handsome man standing there in a suit. But, just to be sure . . .
"Pudding," said Ginny. The photographer looked at her like she was nuts.
"Okay then, you're not Draco," said Ginny, opening the door so the photographer could come into the room. "He always cracks up every time someone says the word 'pudding'," explained Ginny. {AN: Like me!}
"Right then," he said, glancing at Ginny uneasily and then focusing on Hermione. "Okay miss, the groom isn't scheduled to arrive for another 45 minutes, so we have plenty of time for pictures of you alone on the grounds before he gets here, all right?"
"Right," said Hermione.
"Now, if you'll follow me," he said, stepping out of the room.
"Can Ginny and Julie come as well?" asked Hermione.
"Certainly, but we aren't doing pictures with the bridesmaids until after the ceremony," said Damian.
"Oh, that's all right, we just want to watch," said Julie as she and Ginny followed Hermione out of the room. After half an hour of taking pictures on the grounds with much posing and smiling, the walkie-talkie the photographer had on his waist crackled and Hermione heard Mrs. Weasley's voice: "Mother Hawk to Kodak1! Mother Hawk to Kodak1!" He picked it up.
"Kodak1 here, what's up Mother Hawk?" he said into it.
"Groom and groomsmen at 3:00! Draco, Harry, Ron, and Jim got here early! Get Hermione inside, and FAST! I'll try to stall them!" came Mrs. Weasley's voice from the walkie-talkie. Hermione deduced that everyone who wasn't in the ceremony had worked out codenames for each other and were all stationed around the Manor, waiting for this or that to happen and notify one another about it.
"Inside Miss Hermione! Quickly!" said Damian, he quickly ushered Hermione inside the front doors, Ginny and Julie close behind, and not a second too soon, as Draco, Ron, and Harry came around the front corner of the Mansion just then, and they were heading strait for the front doors.
"Hermioine and bridesmaids safely inside, Mother Hawk, 10-4." No sooner had Damian finished speaking into the walkie-talkie that it crackled once again. Hermione heard a new voice on it this time, a man's voice.
"Father Hawk to Kodak1! Father Hawk to Kodak1!" and Hermione recognized Mr. Weasley's voice. Damian once again spoke into his walkie-talkie.
"Kodak1 here," he said.
"Draco, Harry, Ron, and Jim are headed strait for the front doors! Hermione needs to get back into the bedroom or at least out of sight before they come in! The are approximately 50 meters away from the front doors!" came Mr. Weasley's urgent voice. Damian paled.
"Hermione, Ginny, Julie! Upstairs, quickly!" he said, and Ginny apparated on the spot while Hermione and Julie headed for the marble staircase and started climbing rapidly. No sooner had Julie's dress whipped out of sight than the front door opened and Draco, Ron, Harry, and Jim came casually walking in, dressed in tuxedos, chatting animatedly.
"Man, I can't wait to see Hermione, I don't see why she has to be so secretive," said Draco.
"It's superstition, it's said that if the groom sees the bride's dress that it's bad luck," said Harry.
"And plus, it would spoil the surprise!" said Ron. Draco just rolled his eyes.
"I've been through this once before, with the same woman no less, and I know exactly how you feel," said Jim. They continued walking into the lounge, where they all flopped onto couches and chairs, continuing to chat.
In the meanwhile, Hermione, Ginny, Julie, and Damian were safely back in the guest bedroom.
"Hermione successfully hidden, Father Hawk, 10-4," said Damian into the walkie-talkie. He then noticed Hermione and Julie's sweating bodies and slightly disheveled hair.
"Miss Hermione! Miss Julie! The both of you are ruining your impressive looks!" he exclaimed.
"Oh my goodness!" said Hermione, glancing in the mirror. She whipped out her wand and did a charm on herself and Julie that removed the sweat from their bodies, and then did a charm to make their hair go to back to way it was before they had take dashed away from the front gardens.
"How about now, Damian?" asked Julie.
"Much better, ladies. My compliments to you both, you look stunning," he said. "I had better be off, I need to prepare my camera for the ceremony. I shall see you ladies in a half hour," he said, walking out the door. Hermione locked it as soon as he closed it.
"That was close!" she said, sitting down gingerly on the bed.
"You aren't kidding! If Draco had seen your dress it would have ruined the whole wedding!" exclaimed Julie, sitting next to her.
"I feel kinda bad, since I was able to apparate right up here but you two had to run the whole way," said Ginny sheepishly, sitting down on Hermione's other side.
"Oh, it's all right, Gin," said Hermione. She was really starting to feel nervous, but she didn't know why. After all, she loved Draco! So why should she be nervous about making at official?
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Half an hour passed in no time, and a knock on the door told Hermione that it was time to start the ceremony. Ginny again went to peek out the door, and answered the caller with an angry, "Who the bloody hell are you?" which made Hermione and Julie jump up from the bed to investigate. When Hermione saw who this mysterious person was, she nearly fainted.
Nearly.
Thankfully, she managed to hold onto consciousness and said faintly, "Dad?" The man simply smiled.
"Yes, Hermione, it's me. Your mother is out on the lawn with the rest of the guests, waiting for your entrance," he said, still smiling.
"But, but I thought you – because of Jim – and – and . . ." stuttered Hermione.
He chuckled. "We've long gotten over that. I couldn't let you get married again without me walking you down the aisle," he said.
"Wow, this is just such a wonderful surprise!" she said, and hugged her father.
"Now, now, there will be plenty of time for catching up later, right now we have to do down to the back gardens," he said, and he led Hermione, Ginny, and Julie downstairs to the back doors, where Amanda, the chosen flower girl, was waiting.
"Hi Mya!" she said eagerly.
"Hi, Amanda!" greeted Hermione.
"Hi Auntie Ginny! Hi Mummy!" she continued. Ginny and Julie each greeted Amanda with a hug and kiss.
"Now, ladies, Amanda will go first, spreading around the rose petals," at this, Amanda squealed with excitement, "and stand at the altar. Then, Julie will go next, walking slowly, and stand to the right of Amanda closer to the preacher, and then Ginny will follow Julie, standing to the right of her, and then, lastly, I'll walk down with Hermione," said Hermione's dad. "Now, at the end, Amanda will walk out first with Jim, then Julie with Ron, and then Ginny with Harry, and lastly Hermione with Draco. Okay?"
"Okay," chorused Hermione, Ginny, Julie and Amanda.
"All right then, here we go," he said, and then pulled open the door, making sure Hermione, Ginny, and Julie were hidden from sight, and let Amanda walk out. She went gaily skipping down the aisle, throwing rose petals everywhere. Once she was at the altar with the preacher, Draco, Ron, Harry, and Jim, Julie walked out and slowly went down the aisle, making sure to smile so the photographer could get a good picture, as he was standing off to the side, ready to snap pictures. Once she was next to Amanda, she faced forward and saw Ginny walk out and slowly make her way down the aisle, she, too, was smiling broadly. Then, the preacher said, "All rise!" and as everyone rose from their seats the Bridal music started playing, and everyone turned around and craned their necks to get a good look at Hermione come out of the Manor, arm in arm with her dad. Julie and Ginny saw Draco gasp at how marvelous she looked. She and her dad gradually walked down the aisle, and Hermione was sure that the photographer took at least fifty pictures. Once they reached the altar, Hermione's dad kissed her on the cheek and went to sit in the front row of seats. {AN: as I'm writing this I can just picture my aunt's wedding perfectly.} She turned to face Draco and could just barely hold in a giggle on the look of his face: a mixture of shock, awe, and nervousness.
The ceremony went very smoothly, and before Hermione knew it, she and Draco had stuttered through "I will" and "I do," they had passionately kissed, and the Bridal March was playing. She watched in a daze as Amanda walked back down the aisle next to Jim, Julie and Ron went to the center of the altar, linked arms, and walked back up to the Manor, and Ginny and Harry did the same thing, closely followed by Hermione and Draco. It was finally sinking in: she was Mrs. Hermione Malfoy.
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Hermione smiled as she reminisced. Now she was a stay-at-home mom, but would only be so for the rest of the summer. Amanda had already been at Hogwarts two years and was starting her third come September, and Emily would be starting this year. Once the house was devoid of children, she'd have nothing to do for the year. She had decided to go back to working at Flourish and Blotts during the year while Draco was at work with the Ministry of Magic, so she wouldn't be stuck at home staring at four walls. She glanced at her bedside clock and saw with shock that it was 9:30 and she still was in bed and still in her nightgown. She was just about to get out of bed and get dressed when her door burst open and in came Emily and Amanda, each holding a tray full of breakfast food.
"Happy Anniversary!" they chorused. Hermione looked over at Draco and nudged him awake.
"Hmm? Whaa?" he mumbled sleepily, but brightened when he saw Hermione nod toward the doorway and he caught sight of his two little girls holding breakfast trays, looking like little angels.
"Happy Anniversary, Dad," said Amanda, at the same time that Emily said "Happy Anniversary, Mum," and they both placed the trays they were holding in front of their parents. Hermione saw that her contained scrambled eggs, toast, and a bowl of fruit, along with a glass of milk and a pink rose, while Draco's contained a plateful of pancakes and sausage links, a glass of orange juice, and a red rose.
"Wow, Hermione, we don't need house-elves, we have children!" he said, more to Emily and Amanda than Hermione. The two girls giggled and then left the room, whispering. While Hermione and Draco enjoyed their breakfasts specially prepared with their own favorite foods, Hermione got to thinking.
"Draco, they've never been this nice on our anniversary, I think something's up," she said.
"What could they possibly do? Amanda's only just finished her second year of Hogwarts, after all," said Draco.
"That's true, but she was sorted into Slytherin, which means she has cunning," said Hermione.
"This is true, but don't worry about it, 'Mione! Just enjoy this wonderful service while you can, because it only lasts for a day!" said Draco. Hermione decided this was the smart thing and continued to eat her breakfast-in-bed.
Once Hermione and Draco had polished off the last of their meal, Hermione looked up from her plate to look at Draco lovingly, but instead, she saw herself! 'Wait a minute, I must be hallucinating, how I can be seeing myself when I'm right here?' she thought. She blinked a few times, but she still saw herself, lying back on Draco's pillow, eyes closed in relaxation.
"Erm, Draco?" she asked, but it was not her voice that came out of her mouth.
It was Draco's.
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AN: {evil laugh} MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! It looks like Amanda and Emily are Hogwarts' next pranksters! What is up with Draco and Hermione? What did they do to them? Will they ever get back to normal? {My lord, this sounds corny.} Review so I can write the next chapter and you will see! Now, REVIEW!!!! (Just for the record, I had approximately 30 reviews for my first chapter with Me and Emily.)
Disclaimer: I do own Harry Potter but I don't own Harry Potter but I do own Harry Potter but I don't own Harry Potter but, in fact, I DO! (But I do what?)
Okies, new border for this story, I'm tired of 0o0o0, so this time we'll do =/=/=, okies?
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Hermione lay on her and Draco's king-size bed in Malfoy Manor on a bright summer morning, staring at the ceiling, thinking, only vaguely aware of Draco's sleeping form beside her. It had been exactly ten years since her wedding to Draco Malfoy on this day. Ten years ago, she had said those two simple words, "I do," and had become Mrs. Hermione Malfoy. She and Jim had debated on whether or not Emily should keep Jim's last name or take Draco's, and decided that she should keep Jim's last name, since she could really only legally have Draco's last name if Draco adopted her, making him her father, and Jim nor Draco wanted that. {AN: Trust me on this one, my mom and dad had the same debate when they divorced, and I ended up taking my dad's last name.} Draco accepted the fact that Emily was not his daughter and would be appalled if was considered such, just as Hermione was not Amanda's mother and would not hear of becoming her mother. A small smile played on Hermione lips as she flashed back to her wedding day. {AN: Just so you know, I'm making Hermione's wedding almost exactly like my Aunt's back in April. And remember, the corny description of their wedding in the first story was only a filler, the REAL wedding is NOTHING like that!}
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Hermione stood in front of the full length mirror in the guest bedroom of Malfoy Manor, admiring her wedding dress, while Ginny, her maid of honor, and Julie, her bridesmaid, were fussing over her dress and hair, not even bothering to care about their own looks. The two of them were wearing very light blue, strapless dresses that touched the floor and they both had their hair done up in elegant curls pinned into a beautiful bun, with a few locks surrounding their faces. Hermione looked the same, only she had a tiara on, her dress was white, slightly more elegant, and it had a train. She and the bridesmaids had bouquets of fresh flowers of various sorts, all baby blue. These, however, had been discarded in the bay window while Ginny and Julie fussed over Hermione.
"Oh Hermione, you look absolutely stunning! You couldn't be more perfect!" said Ginny, smoothing out Hermione's train.
"I whole-heartedly agree, Hermione you look wonderful!" gushed Julie.
"As do yourselves," said Hermione, turning around and looking at them.
"The photographer will be here any minute, Hermione, you'd better get your bouquet," said Ginny, glancing at the clock in the room. No sooner had she said this then there was a knock on the closed and locked bedroom door.
"Who is it?" chorused Ginny and Julie.
"Damian Lutter, the photographer, I promise I'm not Draco," came a playful male voice. All the same, Ginny went to the door and opened it a tiny crack and peered out to see a fairly handsome man standing there in a suit. But, just to be sure . . .
"Pudding," said Ginny. The photographer looked at her like she was nuts.
"Okay then, you're not Draco," said Ginny, opening the door so the photographer could come into the room. "He always cracks up every time someone says the word 'pudding'," explained Ginny. {AN: Like me!}
"Right then," he said, glancing at Ginny uneasily and then focusing on Hermione. "Okay miss, the groom isn't scheduled to arrive for another 45 minutes, so we have plenty of time for pictures of you alone on the grounds before he gets here, all right?"
"Right," said Hermione.
"Now, if you'll follow me," he said, stepping out of the room.
"Can Ginny and Julie come as well?" asked Hermione.
"Certainly, but we aren't doing pictures with the bridesmaids until after the ceremony," said Damian.
"Oh, that's all right, we just want to watch," said Julie as she and Ginny followed Hermione out of the room. After half an hour of taking pictures on the grounds with much posing and smiling, the walkie-talkie the photographer had on his waist crackled and Hermione heard Mrs. Weasley's voice: "Mother Hawk to Kodak1! Mother Hawk to Kodak1!" He picked it up.
"Kodak1 here, what's up Mother Hawk?" he said into it.
"Groom and groomsmen at 3:00! Draco, Harry, Ron, and Jim got here early! Get Hermione inside, and FAST! I'll try to stall them!" came Mrs. Weasley's voice from the walkie-talkie. Hermione deduced that everyone who wasn't in the ceremony had worked out codenames for each other and were all stationed around the Manor, waiting for this or that to happen and notify one another about it.
"Inside Miss Hermione! Quickly!" said Damian, he quickly ushered Hermione inside the front doors, Ginny and Julie close behind, and not a second too soon, as Draco, Ron, and Harry came around the front corner of the Mansion just then, and they were heading strait for the front doors.
"Hermioine and bridesmaids safely inside, Mother Hawk, 10-4." No sooner had Damian finished speaking into the walkie-talkie that it crackled once again. Hermione heard a new voice on it this time, a man's voice.
"Father Hawk to Kodak1! Father Hawk to Kodak1!" and Hermione recognized Mr. Weasley's voice. Damian once again spoke into his walkie-talkie.
"Kodak1 here," he said.
"Draco, Harry, Ron, and Jim are headed strait for the front doors! Hermione needs to get back into the bedroom or at least out of sight before they come in! The are approximately 50 meters away from the front doors!" came Mr. Weasley's urgent voice. Damian paled.
"Hermione, Ginny, Julie! Upstairs, quickly!" he said, and Ginny apparated on the spot while Hermione and Julie headed for the marble staircase and started climbing rapidly. No sooner had Julie's dress whipped out of sight than the front door opened and Draco, Ron, Harry, and Jim came casually walking in, dressed in tuxedos, chatting animatedly.
"Man, I can't wait to see Hermione, I don't see why she has to be so secretive," said Draco.
"It's superstition, it's said that if the groom sees the bride's dress that it's bad luck," said Harry.
"And plus, it would spoil the surprise!" said Ron. Draco just rolled his eyes.
"I've been through this once before, with the same woman no less, and I know exactly how you feel," said Jim. They continued walking into the lounge, where they all flopped onto couches and chairs, continuing to chat.
In the meanwhile, Hermione, Ginny, Julie, and Damian were safely back in the guest bedroom.
"Hermione successfully hidden, Father Hawk, 10-4," said Damian into the walkie-talkie. He then noticed Hermione and Julie's sweating bodies and slightly disheveled hair.
"Miss Hermione! Miss Julie! The both of you are ruining your impressive looks!" he exclaimed.
"Oh my goodness!" said Hermione, glancing in the mirror. She whipped out her wand and did a charm on herself and Julie that removed the sweat from their bodies, and then did a charm to make their hair go to back to way it was before they had take dashed away from the front gardens.
"How about now, Damian?" asked Julie.
"Much better, ladies. My compliments to you both, you look stunning," he said. "I had better be off, I need to prepare my camera for the ceremony. I shall see you ladies in a half hour," he said, walking out the door. Hermione locked it as soon as he closed it.
"That was close!" she said, sitting down gingerly on the bed.
"You aren't kidding! If Draco had seen your dress it would have ruined the whole wedding!" exclaimed Julie, sitting next to her.
"I feel kinda bad, since I was able to apparate right up here but you two had to run the whole way," said Ginny sheepishly, sitting down on Hermione's other side.
"Oh, it's all right, Gin," said Hermione. She was really starting to feel nervous, but she didn't know why. After all, she loved Draco! So why should she be nervous about making at official?
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Half an hour passed in no time, and a knock on the door told Hermione that it was time to start the ceremony. Ginny again went to peek out the door, and answered the caller with an angry, "Who the bloody hell are you?" which made Hermione and Julie jump up from the bed to investigate. When Hermione saw who this mysterious person was, she nearly fainted.
Nearly.
Thankfully, she managed to hold onto consciousness and said faintly, "Dad?" The man simply smiled.
"Yes, Hermione, it's me. Your mother is out on the lawn with the rest of the guests, waiting for your entrance," he said, still smiling.
"But, but I thought you – because of Jim – and – and . . ." stuttered Hermione.
He chuckled. "We've long gotten over that. I couldn't let you get married again without me walking you down the aisle," he said.
"Wow, this is just such a wonderful surprise!" she said, and hugged her father.
"Now, now, there will be plenty of time for catching up later, right now we have to do down to the back gardens," he said, and he led Hermione, Ginny, and Julie downstairs to the back doors, where Amanda, the chosen flower girl, was waiting.
"Hi Mya!" she said eagerly.
"Hi, Amanda!" greeted Hermione.
"Hi Auntie Ginny! Hi Mummy!" she continued. Ginny and Julie each greeted Amanda with a hug and kiss.
"Now, ladies, Amanda will go first, spreading around the rose petals," at this, Amanda squealed with excitement, "and stand at the altar. Then, Julie will go next, walking slowly, and stand to the right of Amanda closer to the preacher, and then Ginny will follow Julie, standing to the right of her, and then, lastly, I'll walk down with Hermione," said Hermione's dad. "Now, at the end, Amanda will walk out first with Jim, then Julie with Ron, and then Ginny with Harry, and lastly Hermione with Draco. Okay?"
"Okay," chorused Hermione, Ginny, Julie and Amanda.
"All right then, here we go," he said, and then pulled open the door, making sure Hermione, Ginny, and Julie were hidden from sight, and let Amanda walk out. She went gaily skipping down the aisle, throwing rose petals everywhere. Once she was at the altar with the preacher, Draco, Ron, Harry, and Jim, Julie walked out and slowly went down the aisle, making sure to smile so the photographer could get a good picture, as he was standing off to the side, ready to snap pictures. Once she was next to Amanda, she faced forward and saw Ginny walk out and slowly make her way down the aisle, she, too, was smiling broadly. Then, the preacher said, "All rise!" and as everyone rose from their seats the Bridal music started playing, and everyone turned around and craned their necks to get a good look at Hermione come out of the Manor, arm in arm with her dad. Julie and Ginny saw Draco gasp at how marvelous she looked. She and her dad gradually walked down the aisle, and Hermione was sure that the photographer took at least fifty pictures. Once they reached the altar, Hermione's dad kissed her on the cheek and went to sit in the front row of seats. {AN: as I'm writing this I can just picture my aunt's wedding perfectly.} She turned to face Draco and could just barely hold in a giggle on the look of his face: a mixture of shock, awe, and nervousness.
The ceremony went very smoothly, and before Hermione knew it, she and Draco had stuttered through "I will" and "I do," they had passionately kissed, and the Bridal March was playing. She watched in a daze as Amanda walked back down the aisle next to Jim, Julie and Ron went to the center of the altar, linked arms, and walked back up to the Manor, and Ginny and Harry did the same thing, closely followed by Hermione and Draco. It was finally sinking in: she was Mrs. Hermione Malfoy.
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Hermione smiled as she reminisced. Now she was a stay-at-home mom, but would only be so for the rest of the summer. Amanda had already been at Hogwarts two years and was starting her third come September, and Emily would be starting this year. Once the house was devoid of children, she'd have nothing to do for the year. She had decided to go back to working at Flourish and Blotts during the year while Draco was at work with the Ministry of Magic, so she wouldn't be stuck at home staring at four walls. She glanced at her bedside clock and saw with shock that it was 9:30 and she still was in bed and still in her nightgown. She was just about to get out of bed and get dressed when her door burst open and in came Emily and Amanda, each holding a tray full of breakfast food.
"Happy Anniversary!" they chorused. Hermione looked over at Draco and nudged him awake.
"Hmm? Whaa?" he mumbled sleepily, but brightened when he saw Hermione nod toward the doorway and he caught sight of his two little girls holding breakfast trays, looking like little angels.
"Happy Anniversary, Dad," said Amanda, at the same time that Emily said "Happy Anniversary, Mum," and they both placed the trays they were holding in front of their parents. Hermione saw that her contained scrambled eggs, toast, and a bowl of fruit, along with a glass of milk and a pink rose, while Draco's contained a plateful of pancakes and sausage links, a glass of orange juice, and a red rose.
"Wow, Hermione, we don't need house-elves, we have children!" he said, more to Emily and Amanda than Hermione. The two girls giggled and then left the room, whispering. While Hermione and Draco enjoyed their breakfasts specially prepared with their own favorite foods, Hermione got to thinking.
"Draco, they've never been this nice on our anniversary, I think something's up," she said.
"What could they possibly do? Amanda's only just finished her second year of Hogwarts, after all," said Draco.
"That's true, but she was sorted into Slytherin, which means she has cunning," said Hermione.
"This is true, but don't worry about it, 'Mione! Just enjoy this wonderful service while you can, because it only lasts for a day!" said Draco. Hermione decided this was the smart thing and continued to eat her breakfast-in-bed.
Once Hermione and Draco had polished off the last of their meal, Hermione looked up from her plate to look at Draco lovingly, but instead, she saw herself! 'Wait a minute, I must be hallucinating, how I can be seeing myself when I'm right here?' she thought. She blinked a few times, but she still saw herself, lying back on Draco's pillow, eyes closed in relaxation.
"Erm, Draco?" she asked, but it was not her voice that came out of her mouth.
It was Draco's.
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AN: {evil laugh} MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! It looks like Amanda and Emily are Hogwarts' next pranksters! What is up with Draco and Hermione? What did they do to them? Will they ever get back to normal? {My lord, this sounds corny.} Review so I can write the next chapter and you will see! Now, REVIEW!!!! (Just for the record, I had approximately 30 reviews for my first chapter with Me and Emily.)