Chapter 7 : Probably.
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each other outside of the office. This wasn't his fault, it wasn't for his lack of trying. He wanted to talk to me, he tried so hard to make me feel comfortable again. He even attempted to cheer me up by talking about my engagement. Boy, was that the wrong way to go. It just made me more miserable. I still had no idea what I was doing. What was going on between us. Us? Who even was us. What it Ron and I? Or that certain blonde Slytherin that I had accidentally kissed. Okay...maybe not so accidentally. What was I doing?
I couldn't concentrate on work what so ever, my reports had careless mistakes in them. My boss was going to be pissed if I didn't get this shit done. Others around the office has noticed how weird I've been too. Loren asked me about a million and three times what was wrong with Draco. I guess he's been acting strange as well.
“Knock, knock” I heard a voice call. Speaking of the devil.
“Come in Draco. I'll be ready to go for lunch in a few minutes, I just need to proofread this paper quick.” I barely even looked at him as he walked in.
I could hear the smile in his voice. “No problem, where do you want to go today? I'm famished.” He plopped down in the chair in front of my desk. He still seemed like old Draco to me. I couldn't see what everyone else in the office was talking about.
“Uhh.....you pick please, I honestly don't care.” I said only half paying attention to what I was saying and what I was reading.
“Alright” He was all smiles when I looked up at him. He was practically bouncing in his chair. It was actually kind of adorable. He was like a small child who just got a new toy. That new toy could be me. AHH, no I can't think that way. What is wrong with me? Fiance, fiance, fiance. I have a fiance.
He waited, quite impatiently I might add, as I finished. "Merlin Malfoy, don't you ever do any work of your own?"
"Nah, not really." He shrugged casually. "Why do you ask" He smiled again.
I laughed. "You seem to always be here pestering me." I smiled back at him.
He threw me an unreadable look. "Do I bother you? I could stop coming by so often..." He trailed off.
What? I shook my head back and forth slowly. " Oh my silly Draco. Of course you bother me, but I like it. Even if I don't get any work done and I'll probably end up fired by the end of the month due. But no, you don't bother me personally." I smiled at him brightly.
"Good because I don't know if I would stop bothering you anyway." He smirked at me. I just rolled my eyes up at him. "Oh and since when was I your Draco?"
I raised my eyebrow. "Uh...what?"
"You called me your Draco." He smiled.
"I think you're putting words in my mouth." I giggled.
"You said it, not I. ' My silly Draco' is what you said." He smirked up at me.
I sighed. "Fine, you got me. Let's go, I'm starving. If I don't get food in my stomach soon I may just eat one of your arms." I giggled.
"And you say I'm the crazy one." I heard him mumble.
We walked out of the building and once we reached the sidewalk he spoke again. "Err...so Hermione. I know you hate apparating...but where I want to take you we need to apparate to get there." I hated apparating. It made me feel terrible after, like all my body parts are jumbled up together. He saw that I was uneasy. "Just trust me, you'll be okay."
Ugh, I hated this. But here he was pouting, yes Draco Malfoy, pouting. And it was right damn adorable. "Fine. This better be worth it."
"Trust me, it will. It's a wonderful little place. " He smiled brightly before taking my hand and with a pop we were gone.
We ended up in front of this cute little restaurant. We walked inside. Oh my, it was fancy.
"So apparating wasn't so bad, now was it." He smiled and laced his arm through mine. He turned the man standing at the little podium. "Table for two please."
"Right this way Mr. Malfoy and...guest." Oh, so Draco came her often.
We seated at a small table for two. "Well...isn't this fancy, Mr. Malfoy."
He just smiled in return.
A little blonde waitress with a face full of freckles came over to us quickly."Hi! My name is Adrianna and I...will...be your..server today." She was spluttering through her last words as she got a glimpse of the man seated across from me. You have got to be kidding me.
"Well hello Adrianna." Draco spoke in a seductive voice. The girl practically melted. He knew exactly what he was doing. "I believe I will have the eggplant parm. Oh and a coffee, black. " He spoke to her but never looked up away from his menu, which she seemed a little disappointed by. Aww poor little desperate waitress. I rolled my eyes. "Hermione, what would you like?" He looked at me. HAH, he looked at me, not the waitress. Even if she was cute, which I had to admit.
"Hmm...I'll have the chicken alfredo and pasta dish. And an ice tea with lemon."
"Okay, it will be right out."She smiled at Draco before walking back, wiggling her hips in a "I'm trying to look hot but failing miserably" manner.
I actually let out a laugh and Draco looked at me like I was crazy. "What?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Oh nothing. " I just smiled.
Our food came shockingly fast. I had my suspicions that it was because 'Mr. Malfoy' was here.
"So Hermione, you agreed to go with me to that benefit." He seemed uneasy.
"Oh....right...." This would be too awkward. I didn't want to go to this before we kissed. Now I had all that added pressure. I didn't know what to do.
"I already told my mother I had someone to go with me, you need to go. Please?" He was practically begging me.
I sighed. "But...don't you think it will be weird? "
"You said you wanted to be just friends....so that's all we are." He smiled at me shyly.
I was feeling really uncomfortable. I think Draco could tell, he spoke quietly. "If it makes you feel any better, no one will recognize you any way. "
"What do you mean?" What was he going to do to me? I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"It's a masked ball benefit. Lots of dancing and lots of money."
"Oh, so I have to wear a mask. That's good!" I actually really liked this idea. No one would have to even know it was me.
"So you'll go?" He had a hopeful smile plastered on his face, I swore it was lighting up the room.
"Yes, I'll go! Only because I already said I would." I smiled at him.
The little waitress returned. "How was everything? Are you ready for your check?" Again she spoke to only him.
"Yes, thank you." Draco said.
Just then she decided to look at me and caught sight of the small ring on my hand. "Oh, you're engaged? Congratulations." She said in a dejected voice.
"Oh...er..not really. Well I am...but he isn't..." I stuttered.
"OH!" She smiled instantly at him. "Well that's good." She took a napkin off the table and scribbled something on it an very cheekily grabbed Draco by the shoulder and put the napkin in his jacket pocket. What fucking nerve. She walked away, doing that same stupid walk.
He looked at me and started laughing. He pulled out the napkin. "Her number, it's her number." He laughed more before taking out a pen and writing two words on it. "No thanks." That's when I started laughing too. And we got up and left to go back to work, leaving the napkin to where we knew she would find it shortly.
It was early and I had just gotten out of the shower. Ron had left a little earlier to who knows where and said he would be back at 9:30. The phone rang and I ran over to get it, still in my towel.
"Hey, Hermione. I'm glad it was you that picked up! Is Ron there?" Draco's voice came from the other line.
Why would he be calling me? "Uh...no, he's not. He's gone out for a bit."
"Awesome!" I could hear his smile in his voice. "Could I pop by for a minute or two? I'll be really quick."
Why would he want to come over? Curiosity got the best of me. "Sure Draco. Give me 10 minutes and come over." Curiosity also killed the cat.
"Okay, see you then 'Mione." He said in a sing song voice before hanging up.
Exactly 10 minutes later I heard a knock on my door. I went over and opened it and there he was. "Hello Draco." I smiled at him
He smiled at me before bringing his hands in front of his body. He was holding a large bag. "I have a present for you." He said in a sing song voice.
"No, no, no. I hate when people get me things." I really did hate it. I hated people spending money on me. Even if this particular person had more than enough money to spend on whatever and whoever he wanted to.
"I owe you, for being so stupid about things." Did he just call himself stupid?
I rolled my eyes and he let the bag fall open out of his hand to show exactly what is was."You bought me a dress?" I was shocked, but there he was standing in my
apartment holding a gold dress bag. A fancy designer name written in delicate cursive white writing on the front.
"Don't make a big deal out of it. Just something special for you to wear tonight." He smiled innocently.
Oh boy. "Let me guess, it's something slinky and in green or silver. You Slytherins are ridiculous, you know." I rolled my eyes.
He actually started laughing, really laughing. "No, well...yes and no." I rolled my eyes again at him. "Yes to the slinky, but it's not really that slinky, just a
little sexy. It will look good on you trust me. And although I do enjoy seeing my favorite Gryffindor dressed in green and silver, it's neither of those colors.
Actually it's a color that I think will look amazing with your skin tone." A genuine smile.
Oh. Well then. "Well...that's very sweet of you."
"I try." He smiled again. Well wasn't he all smiley today. He seemed rather happy. We just smiled stupidly at each other until he finally spoke again. "Well, I suppose
I should let you get back to your morning."
"Oh.. yeah I guess." But then I realized a part of me didn't want him to leave. He was in such a good mood and it was contagious. "Uh Draco...did you have breakfast
"Come to think of it, no I haven't." He turned back to look at me.
This was a shot in the dark but... "Well I was about to make myself some, would you by any chance want to stay?"
His face lit up. "I'd love that 'Mione."
I started to get everything ready to cook and he followed me behind the island in the kitchen.
"I can help you cook you know. I'm actually a decent cook." He smirked.
"You? Don't you have a staff of prize winning cheifs?" I laughed. Really I had pictured something like that.
"At the manor yes, but not for myself." He smiled, chuckling at me.
"Do you like omelets? I was going to make one for myself. One catch, no magic. I never make food with magic." I gave him an awkward smile. Draco loved magic whereas I
could live without it. He always said how unfair it was because I was so good at using it.
"Omelets sound delicious." He was still all smiles. Oh how I loved that perfect smile.
I put the saute pan on the stove. "Oh, how are you at making bacon?"
"I am the best bacon maker." He laughed. And started opening the bacon package that was sitting on the counter.
We made playful banter as we made breakfast. Together.
"Okay, I'll admit it, you make some mean bacon." I laughed as I put a piece of delicous bacon in my mouth.
"Oh, I know." He smirked at me.
"So, will you completely hate going to this thing tonight?" He spoke softly between mouthfuls.
I sighed. "I don't think so, I think I'll manage. Especially since it's a masked event. Can you not tell anyone who I am? Just say I'm a coworker." I really didn't want any of the people his family associated with the recognize me. After all I am one of the Golden Trio who brought down Voldemort. Of course I knew those who followed him were in Azkaban, there were still others who didn't like me. Also my blood status didn't help any.
"Hermione, even if I did tell them it was you, you'd be fine. I promise none of these people who will be attending are murderers." He tried to comfort me but saw it wasn't working. " Is this about the blood status thing?"
"It's not a thing. I can't change it, it's my blood." I frowned at him.
"Good! I wouldn't want you to! Yeah there will be some people there who are purists. But if you were with me I promise you that no one would say a single bad word to you. They know better. " His eyes flashed darkly.
I still felt uncomfortable with it. "Can you just not mention my name?"
He rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine." He looked at his watch. "Ahh, what time will Ron be back?"
I looked at the clock on the stove. Oh shit. "Right about now..."
"Oi! Well I best be on my way then. I don't think your darling dearest fiance would appreciate me being here. " He practically spit the word "Fiance."
"Hush now." I smiled at him.
"Thank you for a lovely breakfast." He pulled me into a hug and for the first time since our kiss it wasn't awkward. It was lovely. It was nice to have his arms around
Our hug broke apart when we heard a key in the lock. Oh no! Draco smiled at me. "Bye." He whispered. And then he was gone. He apparated to wherever he was going.
"Mione, I'm home." I heard Ron call from the doorway. That was such a close one. Thank Merlin for magic.
I walked up to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Hello Ron." I smiled.
"Hello darling, what smells good?" He always was one to think with his stomach. He walked toward the kitchen. Ah, the two plates! I ran after him and pulled him into a dramatic kiss. He responded instantly. Okay, he thought with his stomach 80% of the time. He thought with something else the other 20%. And I wasn't talking about his brain. While kissing him, I pointed my wand at the dirty dishes to clean themselves and put themselves away, hiding the evidence of Draco ever being here.
I felt dirty. Just a minute ago I was eating breakfast with the man I had kissed. Now here I was, kissing the man I was going to marry. Probably.
For some reason this chapter has random spaces during sentences. Every time I try to fix them they come back, so sorry about that.
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