Fic: She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 07
Title: She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 07
Author: Carol Rodrick ( carollinali or Carol on FF.net )
Category: Harry Potter
Pairings: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Summary: After the war, Hermione decides to live in the muggle world. She never expected to find Draco in there as well...
Rating: M
Genre: Angst/Romance/Slice of Life
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Harry Potter universe. They are property of JK Rowling and Warner Bros. Studios. I make no money from the writing of this story.
WARNING: Prostitution. DH spoilers. Ignores epilogue.
She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 07
Hermione immediately keeps her eyes fixed on the blond once she spots him. She curses herself for being worried, and then she curses him. “Damn ferret, so gorgeous. ARGH!” And she slaps her forehead rather harshly.
Why did she have to feel attracted to him? So unbelievably unfair. She parks the car near him. He still doesn't notice her. He is leaning on a wall, his head slightly down. He is wearing a sleeveless black vest that barely covers his skin. Okay, it is NOT covering any skin. And what skin, for Merlin’s sake. Her eyes glance over his pale but firm-looking chest, going down, and then following a small path of silvery blond hair that ends suddenly because of the low waistband of his trousers...
Think Dumbledore, Hermione, THINK DUMBLEDORE!
She sighs, hoping her face is not flushed, and gets out of her new Beetle. She walks to him, giving death glares to any other human being that dares to enter her path.
She is so mad. At him, of course.
As she gets near him, she figures out why he hasn't noticed anything: he has these little ear phones on his ears, and he was lip-singing. Hermione stops beside him, close enough for him to feel her presence. Unfortunately for her, being this close makes her breathe his perfume. Tobacco and berries...
“MALFOY!”
He nearly screams. He does jump and hits his head on the wall. Getting a hand on the back of his head and shooting her a glare, he pulls off the earphones. “What the fucking hell, Granger! Do you want me dead?! What are you do-”
“YES I WANT YOU DEAD! You bloody ferret! You call me at two AM and then vanish for a week and half! I was BLOODY WORRIED about you!”
“... What... WHAT?!” He looks at her in disbelief. Wordless. That is not easy to accomplish on a Malfoy, she thinks. And that almost makes Hermione smirk. But she is furious, and frustrated as well. Her choice of clothes that day is a hint: a black short-sleeved shirt and pants, both tight, and a large obi belt the color of dark red cherries. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, she had her cheeks flushed with anger, and she looked scary but damn stunning in Malfoy’s eyes. He has been thinking about her quite a bit. He doesn't like it at all.
Think Harry Potter, Draco, think... WEASLEY... YUCK!
He is going to start screaming at her, when he sees that she has lost all the anger in her features and is staring at his arm. His forearm. The one that he forgot to put makeup on today. He himself glances at it. The Dark Mark is there, dancing slowly. He shivers. She moves her eyes to Draco's face, and sees him go pale. He lifts those grey orbs to her. She keeps staring at those eyes, seeing things she never saw in them before.
Horror. Sorrow. Shame...
She grabs him by his vest, and drags him to her car. “Wait, Granger, wha-” But Hermione interrupts him, determination in her voice. “I can take it off.” And Draco shuts up. She opens the cars door, and he enters, like a mechanical doll. Seconds later, she is driving within the limit speed to her house. And she begins to speak.
“When the war was over, nobody knew how to take the Dark Mark off. There were lots of people, mainly former Death Eaters’ wives, young adults and even teens that came to surrender. They all were under Veritaserum when it was discovered that many of them were forced by the circumstances to take the mark in order to survive or to protect someone. And they all wanted to get rid of it.”
He glances at her. Her face is serious. She looks at him. He is glad he didn't see any pity in her. This was pure Granger honor and Gryffindor will to do the right thing. She continues.
“When a spell was developed to take the Dark Mark off, you were long gone... missing.” And she continues driving. Now, they both don't speak at all. There is nothing to say.
“No questions of the past.” He whispers. She nods.
“No questions of the past.” Her voice is soft. It calms him. Deeply. He feels safe for the first time in years...
Continues...
Chapter 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13
Author: Carol Rodrick ( carollinali or Carol on FF.net )
Category: Harry Potter
Pairings: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Summary: After the war, Hermione decides to live in the muggle world. She never expected to find Draco in there as well...
Rating: M
Genre: Angst/Romance/Slice of Life
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Harry Potter universe. They are property of JK Rowling and Warner Bros. Studios. I make no money from the writing of this story.
WARNING: Prostitution. DH spoilers. Ignores epilogue.
She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 07
Hermione immediately keeps her eyes fixed on the blond once she spots him. She curses herself for being worried, and then she curses him. “Damn ferret, so gorgeous. ARGH!” And she slaps her forehead rather harshly.
Why did she have to feel attracted to him? So unbelievably unfair. She parks the car near him. He still doesn't notice her. He is leaning on a wall, his head slightly down. He is wearing a sleeveless black vest that barely covers his skin. Okay, it is NOT covering any skin. And what skin, for Merlin’s sake. Her eyes glance over his pale but firm-looking chest, going down, and then following a small path of silvery blond hair that ends suddenly because of the low waistband of his trousers...
Think Dumbledore, Hermione, THINK DUMBLEDORE!
She sighs, hoping her face is not flushed, and gets out of her new Beetle. She walks to him, giving death glares to any other human being that dares to enter her path.
She is so mad. At him, of course.
As she gets near him, she figures out why he hasn't noticed anything: he has these little ear phones on his ears, and he was lip-singing. Hermione stops beside him, close enough for him to feel her presence. Unfortunately for her, being this close makes her breathe his perfume. Tobacco and berries...
“MALFOY!”
He nearly screams. He does jump and hits his head on the wall. Getting a hand on the back of his head and shooting her a glare, he pulls off the earphones. “What the fucking hell, Granger! Do you want me dead?! What are you do-”
“YES I WANT YOU DEAD! You bloody ferret! You call me at two AM and then vanish for a week and half! I was BLOODY WORRIED about you!”
“... What... WHAT?!” He looks at her in disbelief. Wordless. That is not easy to accomplish on a Malfoy, she thinks. And that almost makes Hermione smirk. But she is furious, and frustrated as well. Her choice of clothes that day is a hint: a black short-sleeved shirt and pants, both tight, and a large obi belt the color of dark red cherries. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, she had her cheeks flushed with anger, and she looked scary but damn stunning in Malfoy’s eyes. He has been thinking about her quite a bit. He doesn't like it at all.
Think Harry Potter, Draco, think... WEASLEY... YUCK!
He is going to start screaming at her, when he sees that she has lost all the anger in her features and is staring at his arm. His forearm. The one that he forgot to put makeup on today. He himself glances at it. The Dark Mark is there, dancing slowly. He shivers. She moves her eyes to Draco's face, and sees him go pale. He lifts those grey orbs to her. She keeps staring at those eyes, seeing things she never saw in them before.
Horror. Sorrow. Shame...
She grabs him by his vest, and drags him to her car. “Wait, Granger, wha-” But Hermione interrupts him, determination in her voice. “I can take it off.” And Draco shuts up. She opens the cars door, and he enters, like a mechanical doll. Seconds later, she is driving within the limit speed to her house. And she begins to speak.
“When the war was over, nobody knew how to take the Dark Mark off. There were lots of people, mainly former Death Eaters’ wives, young adults and even teens that came to surrender. They all were under Veritaserum when it was discovered that many of them were forced by the circumstances to take the mark in order to survive or to protect someone. And they all wanted to get rid of it.”
He glances at her. Her face is serious. She looks at him. He is glad he didn't see any pity in her. This was pure Granger honor and Gryffindor will to do the right thing. She continues.
“When a spell was developed to take the Dark Mark off, you were long gone... missing.” And she continues driving. Now, they both don't speak at all. There is nothing to say.
“No questions of the past.” He whispers. She nods.
“No questions of the past.” Her voice is soft. It calms him. Deeply. He feels safe for the first time in years...
Continues...
Chapter 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13