Welcome to the family [Dramione]

Chapter 8

After returning to their suite, Draco plopped down on the bed, exhausted. "I really don't know how you deal with them, Mione, '' he mumbled as he gazed at her admiringly. "Practice, Draco, practice. Remember, we still have to go for dinner later." Hermione sighed as she stroked Draco's soft blonde hair. Hearing her words, Draco groaned and fell asleep almost instantly. Hermione laughed softly at his endearing actions. Soon, 3 hours flew by and it was already 6.30pm. The couple had to leave to make it in time for their appointment.

Hermione's outfit:

Draco's outfit:

"Come on, Mione! Let's go!" Hermione quickly threw on a pair of Jimmy Choos and rushed after Draco. "Do I look alright?" she asked. Kissing her temple, Draco quickly assured his wife that she looked as stunning as always. Which, in every case, was not a lie. Hermione's presence could call the attention of the entire room if she wanted to. Her hair flowed down her back like a calm stream.

As they pulled up to Elvet Steakhouse, the valet held on to their car keys for safekeeping. Just then, Hermione spotted Ron and Ginny sitting at one of the tables. Hermione glanced at Draco and squeezed his hand for comfort. "Good evening." Ron and Ginny's heads shot up and stood up, merely out of saving their faces in public. They inclined their heads ever so slightly and the 4 sat down on the plush seats.

The waiter, whose name plate read 'Andrew', greeted them courteously, even feeling the high tension. Draco cleared his throat and said, ¨Four glasses of 1995 Dom Perignon White Gold Brut. We will decide on the mains later. Thanks." Andrew bowed and went to get their champagne. Ron looked at his sister and remarked, ¨Granger. Malfoy. We are here to discuss some business. We heard you were... somewhat decent in the investing business and we are looking for an investor to invest in our broomstick company.¨ Hermione scoffed and crossed her legs. ¨Really, Ronald? After so many years, you have the audacity to ask me for money? Not to mention, the last time we talked, you called me a bitch. If you are so eager, tell me your business plan and your profit margin so far.¨ Ginny sat up in her seat, wanting to say something, but immediately thought better of it.

Ron clenched his jaw in frustration, but went on to say, ¨My company, run by Ginny and myself, is called RG broomsticks. We just opened a shop in Diagon Alley 6 months ago. Retail price of 1 average broomstick is 4000 galleons, cost price is 300 galleons. So far, we've sold... 2 broomsticks. So, we are looking for a 1 million galleon investment.¨ Hermione cocked her eyebrow in shock and stared at the two siblings for a brief moment. Was she hearing things right? 2 broomsticks sold in 6 months? In one of the busiest places in the wizarding world? That could barely cover the materials, manual labour and rental fees.

Draco, knowing what was going in Hermione's head, immediately squeezed her hand under the table. It was better to leave her to do the talking in front of such people that were easily angered. ¨Do you know those are terrible margins? We definitely cannot invest in you unless you somehow improve.¨ Ron's hand clenched into a fist and immediately fired back, ¨Well, we are competing with DMia Broomsticks and Co. how the hell do you think we can keep up? Their broomsticks are so shit and are almost nothing compared to ours. Plus, the latest and most expensive model is 5 million galleons! Your 1 million investment is nothing compared to the price, plus, i don't understand how people can buy such a stupid and expensive broomstick.¨

Draco, already feeling triggered from the insults made by Ron, directed at his company and the line of broomsticks specially made for Hermione, his jaw clenched. As Ron droned on, Draco kept staring daggers at his, quote, stupid face, unquote. Just as Ron was about to make another cutting remark, the champagne arrived, as well as other welcome snacks. Reaching for a piece of bread and cheese, Ginny finally spoke. Looking less angry than her brother, at least, for the time being, Ginny explained, ¨Can't you just help us just this once? Almost all our money is riding on the company- ¨ Ginny then said in a lower hostile voice, ¨Plus, if you don't help us, I will make sure you never get employed anywhere ever again. I know the CEO of HJM you know?¨

Ginny smiled sweetly and batted her eyelashes and said, ¨Dear Hermione, you have one last chance.¨ Scoffing, Draco spoke up, his face contorted with absolute revulsion at the siblings. ¨Weasleys, we owe you nothing so I think you should stop with the fake act. You are clearly just here for the money and someone to sponsor your lifestyle. The audacity the both of you have for THREATENING us? You honestly live up to your nicknames: 'idiots'. ¨

Ginny, of course, took offence and screamed, yes, screamed, ¨Shut up Malfoy. Your dirty ferret mouth should not be near us, especially you and your whore of a wife. You will regret this. I promise you. Consider this a challenge. Fuck you.¨ With that, Ginny stormed out of the restaurant, tugging at her brother's arm, vein in her temple throbbing. She had practically shoved the doorman aside out of spite and rage.

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Author's note: Hey! Sorry for not updating sooner, I had exams recently. This chapter isnt the best but do give some constructive criticism for me to improve! VOTE and FOLLOW me! Love yall <3