What A Lie (A Dramione Story)

Going Home

(A/N typing on the bus for part of this. Forgive.)

Hadrian's Point of view:

This is it. Papa wants me to go to a huge party that Cissa is throwing tonight. I, of course,  knew that I didn't have any say in the matter, so I went down to the party. But, of course, my daddy decided that the party needed to be more interesting. So, they spiked the punch. Only a few people knew though, so the majority of the people at the party were smashed already. I walked over and kissed him gently, then giggled. I rolled my eyes then laid down in his lap and fell asleep.

Blaise's pov:

I held my baby boy in my arms, keeping the danger as far from him as possible. Now, granted, the danger happened to be his drunk father, but still. I looked to the devil twins.  "Okay, this was a bad idea. We shouldn't have spiked the punch. Let's go apologize to Narcissa for ruining her party." We walked over to Narcissa, me carrying Hadrian as a mother would her child, to apologize, but Hermione and Draco beat us to it.
And then I heard something that I never thought I would hear. "Mum, we're getting married. Tonight. So if you want to be there, we're leaving in about ten minutes. Hermione is going to grab her family, and we'll be off. So do hurry." And then they walked off.

The Next Day

Hermione's point of view:

I woke up with a pounding headache, and I was nude, wrapped in a pair of arms. And then I remembered what happened last night. "Draco, wake up! Draco!" I untangled myself from his arms and stood up, shaking his shoulder. He eventually woke up, also remembering what happened last night. "So, when do we kill Blaise and the twins?" He asked me. I just shook my head. "First, we have to figure out all that happened last night, Drake." He nodded, and we got dressed and went downstairs to talk with Narcissa.

Draco's POV:

I walked downstairs, helping Hermione, since she was limping.  When we found my mother, she was sitting in the kitchen, a pot of coffee in front of her. "Mother, what happened last night?" I questioned. She looked up, shook her head, and poured us both a cup of coffee. "Well, Blaise and the twins spiked the punch, obviously, and you two got married, of your own free will." I sighed, grabbing the mug of coffee in front of me. "Well, I kinda figured that they spiked the punch. I mean, I woke up with a raging headache and so did Hermione. So, y'know." She smiled at Hermione slyly.  "I also heard lots of banging and moaning and screaming from your room."

Hey guys, I know this chapter is fairly short, but I'm in the middle of writing up a grand new chapter for the next one. Lots of plot twists and smiles and angst. Have fun with your cliffhanger. Don't forget to Vote, share and comment!~Lily