There was a big brown package sitting on my bed when I got home from work and I looked at it with a curious expression. Who was sending me a package? It wasn't my birthday and I hadn't ordered anything online in ages. I walked over to it eagerly, excited to see what was inside. I smiled to myself at my excitement. It was the first time in over two weeks I'd had anything to feel excited about. Ginny and I hadn't gone back to my parents' house after the bar and no one had called or tried to find out what had happened.
I was sad that my family didn't even bother to find out why we'd left, but I was even more hurt that Draco hadn't called me or come over. I'd hoped that he'd show up that evening, but he hadn't. I didn't even know if he knew that there was no baby. I was confident Daphne wouldn't tell him. She had no morals and no conscience. She wouldn't care. I sat on the bed and opened the package quickly, ripping it open to see what was inside. I opened the box and stared at the contents with a frown. There was a tongue sitting there. I picked it up and then saw the note. It was from Draco and it read "Please call me soon. I want to talk to you." I threw the note and the tongue on the bed and hurried out of the room. Did he think that was funny? I walked to the kitchen to get some water and tried to calm my rapidly beating heart.
"Hey, I didn't hear you come in." Ginny said with a small smile as she walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, just got in." I said and took another sip of water. "I saw the package. Thanks for putting it in my room."
"No worries." She nodded. "Anything good?"
"No." I shook my head and then frowned as my phone rang. "It's Harry." I rolled my eyes at her and answered the phone. "Hello."
"Hermione, its Harry." He said stiffly.
"I know, what do you want?"
"Are you coming home this weekend?"
"Nope."
"I think you should come." He said again, softer this time. "Daphne needs your support."
"Why?" I said shortly.
"Draco broke off the engagement."
"Really?" I said surprised, though I didn't want to admit it. I also didn't want to admit how happy that made me. "Why?"
"I guess it wasn't a real engagement." He sighed. "I think she was up to her old tricks or something."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, she's not really pregnant, but she'd lied and said she was having this baby and really needed support."
"Oh? Wow." I faked shock.
"Yeah, turns out he asked her if they could break it off that first weekend." Harry continued talking. "He thought he'd made a mistake or something, but she told him mom and dad would disown her if she wasn't engaged. And that she'd move to France or something and take the baby with her."
"Oh wow." I shook my head. "That's crazy."
"Yeah, so anyways we're all getting together this weekend to make her feel better."
"I'm not coming, sorry."
"You should come, Hermione. You and Ginny."
"Ginny and I are not coming." I said loudly and I saw Ginny staring at me. I knew she was wondering what we were talking about.
"Please Hermione."
"If you want to see Ginny, just pick up the phone and ask her out or something."
"Hermione." He groaned. "I don't want to date Ginny."
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 | a dramione story
Fanfiction"You can still call me Mr. Tongue if you want." He grinned at me and licked his lips deliberately, the tip of his tongue gliding back and forth, and reminding me of the night we'd spent together. The sinful night that I'd never forget. Only he wasn'...