Run Away, Far Away (A Dramione Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7: A Sudden Reunion

Author's Note: Guess who's back? MEEEE! It has been more than a while since I last updated this story. High school is stressful as hell. But I have a bit of time to write now since it is our summer break. Anyway, looking back on the previous chapters, I figured that I have no clear path as to where I will be taking this story. I don't pre-write chapters because I'm too lazy for that haha. I will be trying my best to remedy this problem of mine and if you guys have any suggestions for this fic, don't hesitate to comment down below or send me a private message if you will! Thanks!

Run Away, Far Away

Chapter Seven: A Sudden Reunion

It's like going back to square one.

Only this time, the familiar face that I have been waiting for turned out to be that of someone I did not intend to see ever again.

"Malfoy," I whispered barely audibly under my breath. We locked eyes for what seemed like ages and, though my voice was almost non-existent, the faint shaking of my hands gave me away.

"Are you okay, Hermione?" Aira said concernedly. She approached me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Are you cold?"

I did not tear my gaze away from the blond boy sitting at the table. "Yes, I'm fine. I was just not expecting this many people." Good segue there, 'Mione. Before anything got even more awkward, I turned to the others and gave them a forced warm smile. The plump woman was the first one to beam back at me. So, I guess that worked?

Aira giggled. "Oh, of course." She gestured for me to sit down. I needed to sit down so badly, my knees might give away and let me fall to the floor. A tanned man pulled out a seat for me which I gladly took. Unfortunately, I was seated directly in front of Draco Malfoy.

"Hermione, this is my mother Esther," Aira said with a smile. The plump woman at the far end of the table smiled and waved at me. I waved back briefly. "This is my dad, Castor." Castor has a head full of white hair, they almost looked platinum. He blinked back at me from his square-shaped spectacles and his lips, with the upper one covered by a mustache, turned up. His cheeks were incredibly rosy, too. "This gentleman right here," she continued as she walked to the tanned man who offered me a seat. Aira put one arm around his neck while the other one held the bottle of wine I gave her and said, "...is Austin, my fiancé."

"Hi there," Austin said with a mocking salute. Next to Aira, Austin's skin looked incredibly tanner but the lines on the underside of his shirt totally contrasted with the rest of his exposed skin.

"This is a friend of mine, the one I mentioned to you before. His name is Draco," she nodded in the blond's direction. I gave him a small smile but quickly turned away, fascinated by the cutleries on each side of my plate. "Well, let us eat then. I'm sure all of you are hungry."

We were all sat down on the table, eating dinner. Castor was seated at the head of the table, cutting his chicken daintily. Esther, I noticed, was far more interested with the bottle of wine I brought for them. "A bit too sweet for my taste but it goes well with the ribs," she passed on to me from the other side of the table after her second glass.

Austin talked about the recent vacation he had in Hawaii. Apparently, he is a gifted surfer and often enters contests in different states. I might be paranoid for thinking this but I think he sensed my scrutiny of his complexion earlier because he proceeded to explain how difficult it is for him to get rid of his tan. While he spoke, he kept glancing in my direction as if to say 'No, I don't have skin cancer, yet."