Broken Home

A/N--ooookay here is thirteen. I hope everyone enjoys it. the story is coming to a close fast.

I know this chapter is also short, but there is only so much i can put into one chapter. they need to be broken up so im sorry.

I would like to thank my supporters. And all the people who are reveiwing. I hope this chapter is up to your standards. If you dont like it i give you complete free reign to yell at me. No flames tho:P although i dont think i've gotten many, so thank you all.

*Shannon*

Chapter Thirteen.

Draco opened his hand and took the ring from his palm. He placed it on Hermiones finger.

"Draco!! It's beautiful!" She exclaimed. The ring upon her finger was gorgeous. It was a heart shaped diamond with 3 smaller ones on each side. The band was white gold, and it was approximatley 4 carats.

Draco had the grace to blush slightly. He leaned down and kissed Hermione deeply.

"I have to go." he whispered while pulling away from her. "I love you" He said firmly.

"I love you too!" she said happily, watching him walk away.

Hermione sighed, and leaned back against her pillows. She held her left hand in front of her and admired her new ring.

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Draco came out of Hermiones room to a waiting, shocked looking, Harry.

"So...I eavesdropped." Harry admitted without needing to be asked.

"So you know then?" Draco asked

"Yes..I'm actually happy for you guys. I remember a time that i would have been livid to know that you and Hermione even spoke to each other. Nevermind the fact that you are getting married...whats your dad going to say?"

"I really don't care what he has to say. I love her and I'm happy, so he's just going to have to accept the fact that Hermione isn't a pure blood. And speaking of Lucius.. we should probably go. He has a pet peeve about people being late. Even if its by a minute."

Harry and Draco clapped onto each others shoulders and Apparated away, to Malfoy Manor.

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They landed gracefully in front of a magnificent couch. Lucius was sitting in an arm chair to the left.

"Your on time." he said, as though he had expected otherwise.

"Father."

"Mr. Malfoy"

"Now what is the meaning of this? I thought you wanted to leave Draco."

"Dad, I want to leave because you are disrespecting me, and you are disrespecting my friends. It is Christmas and i want to spend it with my family. I want to spend it with my friends and my family, actually. Now we can either get along, even if its fake, and have a joyfull Christmas, or we can argue and fight, and have the worst Christmas of our lives." Draco told him defiantly.

Lucius was about to open his mouth, but Draco completely cut him off.

"Before you even say anything there is something else I think I should tell you."

As soon as Harry realized that Draco was going to tell his father of his engagement, he retreated a few steps. He was not going to be caught in Lucius's direct line of anger.

Lucius was appaled. How dare this young man come here and treat him, his own father, the owner of this estate with such an attitude.

"It is impolite to cut people off when they are about to speak to you Draco."

"I know that father. But I feel that I should get this out before you make any decisions. You will not be pleased."

"Well if I won't be pleased then why don't we just not talk about it?"

"Because...you need to know. Trust me, I'm not doing this out of sheer pleasure."

"Well....get it over with then."

"Im engaged"

Draco felt no need to beat around the bush

"To Hermione Granger."

There was too simultaneous shreiks.

One was pleasure.

The other was anger.

Draco looked his father in the face. Lucius's face was bright red, and he looked murderous. He was gripping his cane with great force. Draco suddenly had the urge to retreat a few steps.

He looked towards the voice of his mother. She looked absolutely thrilled.

"My baby is engaged?!?" She shreiked.

"Yes mother, I am" He couldn't help beaming in her direction.

He looked so happy.

Lucius was still fuming.

"Your marrying a mudblood?" he said slowly.

"Don't say that Lucius. Let the boy marry whoever he wants!" Narcissa said sharply.

"HIs offspring will not be pure!" He practically yelled at the woman.

"Thats his choice!!" She screamed back.

"Come Draco, Harry. We should be celebrating. Now when is she going to be released from the hospital?" 'Cissa asked pleasantly.

"Tommorow, the 24th" Harry and Draco said in unison.


"Oh just in time for Christmas!" Narcissa said happily.

Draco nodded. A look of utter happiness graced his features.

Harry felt much safer now. He knew Narcissa couldn't be as bad as Lucius, but he still felt safer keeping his distance.

She led them through a series of corridors and they ended up outside in the courtyard.

'Cissa snapped her fingers and a dark blue house elf popped up beside her feet.

"Yes?" the house elf asked while deep in a bow, its long nose brushing the concrete.

"We need a bottle of champagne and 3 glasses. "

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Lucius was livid. This would not happen to his son.

He would not let a filthy mudblood ruin his sons life. She was blinding him. She was using her smarts to get what she wanted.

This.Would.Not.Happen!!!

Lucius remembered the reason the girl was in the hospital, an idea forming in his mind.

He would go to bed tonight, still angry at Draco, and tommorow..tommorow he would fill his plan.


A/N---Uh-OH..Lucius is pissed eh.