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Hogwarts RPG Name: Fallon Danity Chanel Fifth Year | Chapter 5 Chapter 5
Hermione paced her room, thinking hard. She was so shocked that she was helping Draco. Surely, she thought for sure that after their Hogwarts fiasco, she’d never see him again. How wrong she was! And now she was trying to help him win back the girl who made him leave her in the first place! But in a way, Hermione was happy Tara had come along. If it hadn’t been for her, Hermione would have never fallen in love with Lamark and they would have never gotten married. So she kinda owed it to Tara to help fix things between Tara and Draco.
“What’s wrong? Why are you pacing?,” Lamark asked as he came into the room.
“Draco has a problem, and I told him I’d help him fix it,” Hermione announced.
“Draco Malfoy?,” Lamark questioned.
“Who else do you know by the name of Draco!??,” Hermione snapped.
Lamark backed away.
“I’m sorry baby, I just don’t know what to do!,” Hermione said, collapsing on their bed, her hand in her hair. “I owe it to them to help them, because if it had not been for Tara, we would have never even met in the first place!”
“Good ol’ Tara,” Lamark mumbled.
“I feel so lost,” Hermione sighed.
“Well, why don’t you just go right up to her and ask her what is going on? Maybe she remembers you,” Lamark suggested.
“Yeah,” Hermione said, letting Lamark pull her close to him. “Maybe…”
*****
Draco came into his office, not noticing the surroundings. He hung his traveling cloak on the coat rack next to the door and sighed, his back on the door as he closed his eyes.
“Where have you been?,” someone asked.
Draco’s eyes shot open to see Tara sitting poised at his desk. Her left eyebrow was cocked up, which meant she was annoyed. Draco couldn’t see her legs, but he knew too well that they were probably crossed underneath his desk. Her hands were folded and she was sitting up straight. Her hair was pulled back into a bun and had black business glasses perched on her perfectly sloped nose. She had on a white blouse, a black pencil skirt and by the looks of it, black heels.
“I was out…with a friend,” Draco announced, walking over to her.
“Well, if you hadn’t been ‘out’ with a friend, then you would have known that I have been here, waiting for you. I had plans for us tonight, since you say I’m ‘always gone’,” Tara replied, crossing her arms, her left eyebrow still cocked.
“I’m sorry baby,” Draco said, walking over to her.
He pulled her up out of the chair and into a big hug. Then he tilted her chin up and kissed her lips.
“I love you,” he breathed.
“Yeah yeah yeah,” Tara said, kissing Draco again. |