WILDFLOWER, hermione granger.

oooo. out of the woods

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OOOO. OUT OF THE WOODS
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"GOD, HERMIONE JEAN, WHY THE HELL WOULD I NAME MY CAT AFTER TED BUNDY, A SERIAL KILLER?" Ivy Lane Malfoy ranted to her bestfriend, Hermione Granger, as they stood in a boutique because of Ivy's gay crisis. "I mean, yes, Voldemort's a serial killer too but at least Bundy actually had a taste, right?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Only you would think that about Bundy. I'm surprised your mum let you out and about."

Ivy scoffs. "Of course, I'm unique. Father cowers under mum's glare, but he wouldn't let Draco out. Something along the lines of following after his father's footsteps or something. They wouldn't care where I am as long as I go back alive or show up in Hogwarts."

Ivy lied. When Ivy continuously stood up for Hermione and—surprisingly—the Weasleys, Lucius was angry with her. When word got out she was gay, that was when he disowned her.

Still, that didn't mean Narcissa Malfoy would let her only little girl live with anything less than the best. And Draco—god, Ivy was his other half. He'd be damned if he let anything get between their bond. Gay or not, Ivy was family.

Ivy may be disowned, but it hadn't been publicized.

"The plaid trousers look better than the skirt, by the way," Hermione informed, not looking up from her book. "And you don't have a cat. I do."

"Lovely, Crookshanks is our cat," Ivy corrected. "Give the cat a chance to have two mums—"

"Crookshanks is definitely not taking after you," Hermione muttered.

Ivy furrowed her brows as she says from the dressing room, "But I'm pretty? Okay, sure."

"Who's up for coffee?" Tonks, Ivy's cousin, called, entering the boutique. As if the Order would let two underage girls go to Diagon Ally without an adult, especially after the mass Azkaban breakout.

       (The fact that Sirius Black as a dog is waiting outside too—needed fresh air, he said.)

"Ooh, it's the coffee squad," Ivy chuckled, buttoning another pair of distressed, boyfriend jeans. She struts out of the dressing room, doing a little twirl (Hermione tries not to stare) to showcase the jeans. Ivy winked at Hermione, taking a cup as she kissed Tonks's cheek. "They call me coffee because I grind so fine."

Hermione sighed. "Oh god."

Tonks smirked. "They call me coffee because I keep you past two AM."

"You should've said that when Professor Lupin was around," Ivy remarked cheekily, giving the auror an innocent grin. Hermione laughs as Tonks blushed, glaring at Ivy.

Tonks raised an eyebrow at Ivy, her eyes flickering to an oblivious Hermione. Ivy has to mentally slap herself so she wouldn't stare at the brilliant Gryffindor in wonder— "Shut the fuck up," She hissed at Tonks.

"I didn't say anything!"

"Your face did!"