Undeniable Truths

24~ The Flat of Hermione Granger

I finish packing and look around. This house used to be one of my favorite ones of my parents. It's huge. Six bedrooms, seven bathrooms, two pools, a hot tub, and a library. It's not as big as the manor, but it's still huge compared to my house.

All the floors are a white and grey marble, and the walls are all a sky blue. Mother decorated everything, so there are plenty of flowers, but not so many that it looks tacky.

It's a wonderful place to spend a weekend and relax, but when you've been stuck here for over a month without being allowed to leave, it gets boring and crowded fast.

I turn and apparate into my bedroom. Once I regain my stability I get to unpacking. I open my wardrobe and hang up my shirts and make sure my pants are folded nicely and put away correctly. I know I could have a house elf do this for me, but I choose not to use them except to clean the rest of the house. Plus, they're technically Mother's, they just come on Wednesdays to clean.

Once I have everything unpacked, I check the time and decide to go to Granger's flat and wait for her there.

I go downstairs to the kitchen, grab an apple, and then head to my garage.

When I walk in I notice one thing. It's empty. Which is quite strange, considering when I left it had a vehicle in it.

"Willow," I call.

*pop*

"Yes, Master Draco, how may Willow be of assistance?" the house elf greets with a bow.

"Did Mother borrow my car? Because it was right there when I left for Finland."

"Willow is not sure. Willow will ask Master Narcissa and then tell Master Draco."

"Thank you," I respond as she apparates out.

*pop*

"Master Narcissa says she did borrow Master Draco's car, and that she is very sorry she forgot to return it to Master Draco."

"I don't suppose you could apparate my car here could you?" I ask the small elf.

"Willow does not know. Willow has never tried to apparate such a big item before. But Willow could try."

"No, that's alright. Would you apparate me to the Manor so I can get my car, please?"

"Yes, Master Draco," Willow replies with a bow.

*pop*

We land in the driveway so I just go straight to my car and drive off. I wonder why Mother borrowed my car, she hates driving.

I drive the hour and a half to Hermione's flat and let myself in. It's a quaint little flat, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, open floor plan. But it has Hermione written all over it. You walk in to a wide hall way, on the right is a bench with a shoe and coat rack built in. On the left is a deep red wall lined with pictures of all shapes and sizes. She has pictures of her daughter, her parents, Teddy and Korrin, and the whole Weasley family (conveniently missing Ron). Pictures of her and Potter in school and of her and Weaslette, well Zambini now. She has Potter's and Zambini's wedding pictures. There has to be at twenty-five or more pictures lining the wall. The most prominent one is an 11x14, black and white picture of her in her wedding dress. She's looking into a full-length mirror, with her parents and bridesmaids in the background. She looks stunning. That is the only picture that would even suggest that she was ever married.

I walk into her living/ dining room and make myself comfortable. Her living room walls are a light grey/purple color, with a white accent wall, and fluffy, black couches. Her dining area is a simple light green color on the top half of the walls and the bottom half is an emerald green, with a white boarder separating them. Every wall either has a bookshelf or pictures on them.

There are lilies littering every table surface in her apartment. So, she either has a secret admirer, or she really wanted some flowers and went overboard with it. But, Granger doesn't strike me as the let's-have-a-bunch-of-flowers type of girl. So who sent them?

I look around and I can't find a note. How strange. So I walk over to one of her many bookshelves and scan for a book that I recognize. The first one I find is Hogwarts a History so I pull it out, plop down on her couch, start reading, and wait for her to get home.