Forced Love

Chapter 7

A/N: Hello my fellow friends! Thank you so much for reading this! This chapter will be a bit fluffy, but the next chapter will be much better! (I know we are all waiting for some true Dramione. It'll get there.) Again, I'm saying sorry for last week's chapter, because I am aware it was a major filler chapter. Unfortunately, there will be a few of those as the story goes on, because I don't want to rush things. Dramione's gotta do what Dramione's gotta do, right?

Ok bai...go read. And make sure to read my author's note at the end of the chappie. Okay, I'll let you read my terrible work :) -Jazzy <3

*** (Hermione's POV in Third Person)***

"Hermione! Draco! It's so good to have you back! Time goes quick in Rome, correct?" Narcissa said, pulling Hermione and Draco into a warm embrace.

"Yes," Hermione agreed. "It's absolutely beautiful over there!" She was just glad to be back home. Her parents, Narcissa, and Draco were gathered in her parent's kitchen. She was exhausted, as it was 7 in the morning.

"Don't think that you are going to have the day off, though. We want to get you two settled into your home as fast as possible. You'll be going to Hogwarts in a few months, and we want to make sure that everything is settled before you leave." Jean said, smiling as she embraced her daughter and son-in-law.

"Today?" Draco asked. He looked immensely surprised. But Hermione couldn't blame him. She felt the same way.

"Why not?" Narcissa said, giving him a look that clearly meant, 'Don't contradict what I'm saying.'

When nobody answered her, Narcissa nodded. "Then it's settled."

Hermione just sighed, too tired to argue. Moving time zones, even if it was just an hour back, made her incredibly fatigued.

"Let's get started, then! While you were on your honeymoon, we took the liberty to place all your belongings into your new home. Mind you, we have given new furniture." Jean said.

"Okay, everyone! Hold on to one of my arms. And tightly, too, at that." Narcissa said, holding out her arms. She was going to side-apparate everyone there.

As everyone readied themselves for the trip, Hermione warned her parents. "Hold on. It will feel a bit odd." They just smiled and nodded.

With a *pop*, Hermione's mother-in-law successfully apparated everyone to the couple's new home, on the perfectly cut, green lawn.

Hermione gasped. It was huge. It wasn't a house, no. It was a bloody mansion. She inwardly groaned. Of course. Draco fucking Malfoy couldn't settle for anything less. But she wasn't complaining. A big house must have some advantages.

"Here we are, your mansion is waiting!" Narcissa said with a huge grin.

The group walked up to the big door. Jean opened the door and ushered everyone in.

Hermione's eyes widened. How was it, that she had a huge fountain INSIDE her house. A crystal chandelier hung from the massive ceiling. Just from the front door, Hermione knew that getting lost in this house would be an easy task.

"You two can redecorate anything that you don't like. But other than that, we'll take your leave." Jean said, motioning for her husband and best friend to start walking towards the door.

"Oh, I forgot," Narcissa stopped suddenly. "There are 3 house elves in the house." Hermione frowned. She didn't want house elves slaving over her. Or Draco, for that matter.

Narcissa took one look on Hermione's face and knew what the problem was. "Oh, don't worry. They are free, but they genuinely wanted to take care of you. There is Zimley, the cook. She is so sweet and makes amazing food, trust me. Then there's Vorrey. He tends to the household chores and leaves things spotless. Finally, there is Gimsey. She takes care of you, and I swear she has the best fashion sense. Take care!" With that, Narcissa Malfoy walked out of the gigantic mansion.