Nice (not quite stupid) mistake

HG//11//NB

,,Wait a second... they did what?!" Hermione asked, when they were sitting in a nice restaurant later that night, and Narcissa smirked wide, and told her: ,,Well... apparently, my son and... probably my future son-in-law..." she blushed slightly and smirked wider, before she continued: ,,Thought we can't get along somehow else, without the need of the Minister himself. I mean, it's somehow... cute, that they went that far, and yes... it brought me to an interesting question. If I would have just asked you, if we could have... I don't know, tea?"

Hermione shrugged her shoulders: ,,I think they could have had also done by themselves... to bring the Minister into this was perhaps a bit too much... I mean, sure they are also friends, but perhaps Harry wanted to play out the chosen-one-card... or something like that. Because people love to do him favors..."

Narcissa nodded, and Hermione said: ,,But to answer your question... I don't know... perhaps..." she thought for while, and continued: ,,I think it was a bit too complicated thinking from them, but also good... but yes, perhaps I would've say No at first. No offense, Narcissa... it would've been strange, but I think I would've asked you afterwards, if the offer would be still on the table. I'm stubborn enough for that." she at her pasta, and looked at Narcissa: ,,What about you? What would've you done, if I would've asked you?"

Narcissa took a deep breath, and looked at Hermione, without blinking, and Hermione melt underneath that gaze... she definitely loved those eyes... she had loved those eyes from the very first moment, even... it was completely... illogical.

,,Same... I think." Narcissa finally said, and added: ,,I mean-" Hermione took her hand over the table, and said: ,,It doesn't matter, because we are sitting here right now, we are talking, I don't hate you, and... that sounded as if there was coming something more..." Narcissa smirked, and squeezed Hermione's hand, agreeing: ,,You're right... it really doesn't matter, and I really have to admit something, Hermione."

,,That this is not just a dinner, but a date?" Narcissa winked at her, and took a sip from her wine.

,,Definitely... but, what are we going to do with Draco and Harry?"

,,We should help them a bit..."

,,By asking Kingsley?" Hermione asked, Narcissa laughed, and nodded: ,,Something like that. Perhaps we could send them into vacation to Timbuktu."

,,Wouldn't that a bit overreacted?"

,,No, no... Hermione, dear... an overreaction would be, if I would send Harry to Timbuktu and Draco in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean." they laughed, and Narcissa told her after a while, what she could be hearing, while she had been on her way upstairs...

,,Draco got scared because of you?! What have you done?"

,,I almost blew up Malfoy Manor... Lucius tried to clam me down... he wanted for us to stay in this house, and I suggested, we should binding Draco on the floor, and let him be tortured... believe me, I was really loud... and yes, I blew up that one particular room."

Hermione smiled, and asked what had happen to Malfoy Manor, and the other witch told her that it would be empty, and asked her why she was asking, and Hermione said: ,,I don't know, but perhaps you could do something with it."

Narcissa looked at her, and nodded after a few minutes: ,,I've had similar thoughts... perhaps an Orphanage."

They continued their dinner, and talked very long about the idea of an Orphanage, that won't just host Orphans, but also Children out of families, who don't have much money, after they had left the restaurant, and walking along the streets, ,,So we need teachers, to teach them the basics... reading, writing and stuff like that."

,,And Mediwitches..."

,,A litte Quidditch pitch?" Hemione asked, and Narcissa nodded, explaining her, that the garden of Malfoy Manor would be definitely big enough for a Quidditch pitch.

,,And I don't want any teacher or other person in there, who's prejudice, and who thinks Muggleborns are scum. It's still enough, I've said that to you." the younger witch took her hand, and they stopped finally on a bridge, where their ways would be parted.

,,I love your idea, Narcissa..."

,,It's our idea, Hermione..." she took Hermione's hands, and asked: ,,Would you... like to spend lunch with me tomorrow?" Hermione leaned forward, let go of the warm hands, and kissed the other witch's cheek, nodded, and disapparated...

When Hermione arrived at home, she felt... more lonely than usual... over the years, she had started to like her own flat. She became used to be alone in her own four walls, but when she was lying in bed later, she turned to her side, and touched the side, that always had been empty.

,,That's ridiculous... I can't be in love with her... but lying next to her, was... just perfect... it was real..." she whispered to herself, but every time she closed her eyes, she felt Narcissa's warmth... every time she closed her eyes... she smelled her perfume, and it was really maddening... she didn't know, what she should doing... everyone would ask her tomorrow, how her vacation with Narcissa had been, and she knew, how... perfect it had been... she didn't care who's idea it had been in the end... she wanted her... she really wanted Narcissa Black...

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Narcissa was lying awake very long in this night... she turned to her side, imagining Hermione lying there, but she just stroke over empty sheets.

,,What are you doing with me...?" she whispered to herself... she didn't want to fell asleep, knowingly, she was alone in her bed... there was no brunette in the room next door in the bathroom, who would come to bed in the next minutes... she really misses those moments. She sighed, and told to herself: ,,I am not in love with her..." but every time she closed her eyes, she could hear that hearty laughing... she imagined a reading Hermione in a comfortable chair, or on a sofa... on her sofa... on a bed... in her bed...

,,Oh for Salazar's sake..." she cursed under her breath, and sat up... it was in the middle of the night, and she realized she wanted her. She needed her... she stood up, got dressed, and left her house through the fireplace, and straight into her flat, where she was standing in front of Hermione, who was holding a handful of floo powder in her hand... they were both hard breathing, and Narcissa stepped forwards, grabbed in the back of Hermione's neck, and pulled her in for a kiss...

The younger woman gasped in slight shock and pulled back... she looked at Narcissa, asking: ,,No regrets?"

,,And no Alcohol... I swear to Salazar, I... I really don't understand it, but... I think I fell in love with you... I can't sleep without you lying next to me, Herm-"

Hermione interrupted her with a kiss and thought:

"I love you too, Narcissa..."

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