A/N: Hello everybody! I am back. All of you were so positive and supportive in your reviews for One in a Million and I am very thankful for that. So I have decided to write the sequel. I have a pretty good idea of what I am doing but if anybody has suggestions or ideas I am totally open to that. Any help is appreciated! This story is called Once Upon a Broken Heart and I named it that after the song by the Beu Sisters. It is such a cute song. I don't own it, by the way. Haha. So here we go…chapter one…woooo…it picks up the morning after the last one ended, by the way. But that will be obvious soon, so I won't keep you any longer except for the Disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters and I am using them purely for fun and not profit. This disclaimer will only be written once.

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Once upon a broken heart

I was walking alone in the dark

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Draco Malfoy woke up that morning with Hermione Granger in his arms. The couple had apparated out of the cheap little crappy hotel room directly to his flat. They proceeded to stay up for hours talking and Hermione had fallen asleep in his arms.

He stared at her contently seeing that she wasn't awake. She looked so peaceful. 'Is this really honestly happening?' he thought to himself as he pushed a lock of her hair out of her eyes. She stirred slightly and woke.

"Good morning," she said and she kissed his cheek.

"Right back at you," he said giving her a squeeze.

"I can't believe that we are both here together," she smiled.

"I know. It's crazy…" he sighed. He kissed her sweetly on the lips and she returned it.

A few seconds later she pushed him off. "Draco, I really should be going…" she said sitting up.

"Why?" he sighed in frustration.

"Harry and Ron don't even know that I am home yet. I need to go see them. I miss them like crazy," she said.

"Well I have missed you like crazy."

"We can get together tonight, okay? I really need to see them. They are my best friends and you need to learn to respect that," she smiled mischievously.

"Fine," he said laying back down on the bed.

"I'll call you later, then. Love ya!" she said kissing him.

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"No, Lav, we are not going to have halibut at this wedding. I think it is a distasteful little fish. I don't care how fancy or classy it is," Ron Weasley said to his fiancé at the breakfast table. He was getting very sick of wedding plans and arguing.

"You are so unreasonable!" she yelled at him. "I am trying to make our wedding day perfect and all you care about is sabotaging it," she pouted.

"I'm not even going to answer that," he spat at her. There was a knock at the door so Ron took that as an excuse to leave the awful conversation. He couldn't believe who was at the door. "Hermione!!" he screamed giving her a bear hug. "How long have you been home?!"

"Just last night," she smiled.

"Wow, you look chipper and happy. What's up?" he asked as they went to the living room. Lavender walked in to say hi, as well.

"Hey, Hermione! Good to see you back. While you are here try to talk Ronnie into letting me have halibut for the wedding menu," she said giving him a glare.

"I will try my hardest," she said honestly. Lavender thanked her and left the room.

"You look so happy, 'Mione…" said Ron.

"I am! Draco came to visit me in New York yesterday," she said happily. She noticed how his face stiffened when she mentioned Draco's name. But she decided to ignore it for now. "So he and I went shopping and then—"

"Does this story get dirty? Because honestly, I do not want to hear about anything physical between you and the ferret," said Ron a little harshly.

"No!" she said punching him. "Nothing dirty happened. But he did tell me he loved me," she smiled.

"What did you say?" asked Ron a little uneasily.

"I told him that I loved him as well. Actually, I kind of screamed at him. It was a bit frightening, actually," she said a little red in the face.

"That's great, I am so happy for you," he said trying to be supportive. But the fact was, thinking about Hermione with Draco still made Ron feel a little uncomfortable and, well—nauseated. But he didn't want to bring her down now that she was so happy. He hadn't seen her like this in such a long time. "Have you seen Harry yet?"

"No, I haven't yet. How has Cho been with her pregnancy and everything?"

"I think she's doing alright. Maybe we could all get together for dinner tonight. You, me, Lavender, Harry, Cho…" he said

"What about Draco?"

"What about him?"

"Could he come too?" she asked.

"What?! Oh, yeah…sure…" he said slowly.

"Ron, is this going to bother you or something? What happened to the whole conversation you and I had when I first got to New York about you saying that I should give Malfoy a chance to prove that we won't break my heart? What happened to that attitude?" she asked smartly.

"I don't know! I thought over it several times and…come on, Hermione, it's Malfoy of all people!!" he said quickly and the put his hands over his mouth. "Sorry…just sort of slipped out."

"Is this how it is going to be for—forever?" she asked sadly.

"No, no! I didn't mean it, okay? Invite him to dinner. Harry and I will be nice to him I promise," he said somewhat sincerely. He smiled that sheepish grin of his to try to convince her.

"Fine. I will invite him. And then you will see how different he really is. I guess I will leave you now to discuss the wedding menu with Lavender. By the way, I hate halibut too," she whispered to him. She gave him a hug and then flooed to the outside of Harry's place.

She knocked three times till he showed up at the door. "Hermione! I was wondering when you would be returning to us. I thought you weren't coming back for another month or so?" he asked her.

"Yeah, things changed for the better. It's so great to see you, Harry," she said giving him a hug.

"So…details?" he said as they sat on the couch for a moment.

"Draco and I are…together," she said not really meeting his eyes.

"That's nice," he said as nonchalantly as a person who was saying "that's nice" to a person who told him they bought a pair of sweatpants on sale at the local box store.

"Did you hear me clearly?" she laughed.

"Yes."

"You are very enthusiastic, I see," she said folding her arms in frustration.

"No, Hermione, I mean it. I am really happy for you! You finally have someone. You won't die alone," he said bluntly. At that comment she started to laugh.

"So tonight me, Draco, Ron, Lavender, and hopefully you and Cho were going to go out for dinner."

"You convinced Draco to come to dinner…with us?" said Harry baffled.

"Well, I haven't asked him yet. But he will say yes. I have my ways to convince him to do horrible things that he hates," she smiled.

"Please, say no more. Tonight sounds fine. Well, Cho and I have to get to St. Mungo's for a checkup regarding her pregnancy. So I will catch up with you later. I guess you should go ask Draco if he even wants to come tonight," he said getting up.

She said her goodbyes and gave him a hug. She apparated home quickly and grabbed the phone. She hopped on her bed and entered Draco's number. The house felt oddly empty because she hadn't retrieved Snuffley from Harry's place yet.

"I was wondering when you were going to call me," said Draco as he picked up.

"Well here I am. I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner tonight," she asked sweetly.

"Sure."

"Great. So that will be you, me, Harry, Cho, Ron and Lavender."

"What?" he snapped.

"Come on, Draco, it will be fun. You will have to get used to them anyway…"

"I'm not going," he said stubbornly.

"Draco, you are my boyfriend now. You have to do boyfriend things now," she stated simply.

"You, my dear, do not determine what kind of boyfriend I will be."

"The boyfriend has to meet the parents. Harry and Ron are basically my parents, Draco," she tried to reason.

"I have already met them. Case closed." Hermione was silent. "What? Are you giving me the silent treatment? Honey, that isn't going to work. I can't be worn down that easily," he said. Still silence. "That is getting annoying, actually. Stop it. Merlin, just say something!!" he said. He waited impatiently. "F…fine. You win. I hate you. Eight o'clock?"

"Seven," she said in a chipper tone. She hung up the phone quickly so he couldn't change his mind. She couldn't believe that it had been that easy to wear him down.

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It was six thirty when Hermione came out of the shower to get ready for the evening. She used the necessary spells to dry her hair and straighten it. She liked the way her hair looked when it was straight because it was so long. She picked out and icy blue colored halter style dress that she had picked up recently. She thought it complimented her skin tone really well, which was the reason she bought it impulsively.

She then applied her makeup and stuffed a few necessities into her purse—her wand, cell phone, and chap stick. Hermione wasn't really a lip stick or lip gloss kind of girl. She preferred basic chap stick from the drug store. It was simple and effective.

Draco came knocking at about five till seven.

"Hey. You look hott," he said as she opened the door.

"Thanks," she said and he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

She grabbed his hand and walked over to the couch. He leaned on top of her while they started to kiss. She moaned as the kiss deepened further and further. She reluctantly had to push him off of her. "We've got to leave."

"Why don't we just stay here?" he sighed.

"Come on, what fun would that be?" she said.

"Oh, it could be very fun," he said huskily.

"You promised that you would come so we are going," she smiled mischievously.

"Please don't make me go," he groaned.

"You sound like a little kid who doesn't want to go to the dentist," she laughed.

"I hate my dentist," he pouted. "His name is Krentist. Krentist the dentist. Isn't that ironic?" he said trying to distract her.

"I find it hard to believe that your dentist's name is Krentist. Now let's go," she said. She grabbed his hand and he reluctantly joint apparated them to the restaurant. Ron and Lavender were already there when they found their way to the table.

"Hey Ron, Lavender," said Hermione. They both stood up to give her a hug.

"Malfoy," said Ron trying not to sound hostile.

"Weasley," he snapped back. Hermione sighed.

"So, Lav, how's the wine here?" said Hermione changing the subject.

"Pretty good," she said vaguely. Hermione could tell that Lavender was also uncomfortable having Draco there. Hermione tried to make small talk to no avail. She was saved when Harry and Cho showed up and made their way to the table. "Harry! Cho!" said Hermione standing up to hug them. Draco stood up as well.

"Malfoy," said Harry extending his hand to him.

Draco stared at it for a moment as if he were pondering whether he should shake his hand or not. "Potter," he said shaking his hand but not making eye contact. They were all seated again and sat in silence. Hermione stared at the wine list and told the waiter her choice. Everyone else did the same and Cho complained about not being able to have any cocktails because of her pregnancy. "Honey, I think it will be worth it in the long run," said Harry rubbing her shoulder. She smiled and kissed him.

Draco cleared his throat loudly and they all turned to glare at him. He looked down. 'This is going to be the longest dinner of my life…' he thought sadly to himself. He looked at Hermione who had a sympathetic yet slightly amused look on her face. Then he hid his face in the menu. Hermione slid her hand into his under the table and squeezed his hand reassuringly. She knew that this dinner wasn't going to be perfect but she had sort of hoped that her friends would at least try to be civil to Draco.

"So…Hermione…good holiday, I'm assuming?" said Cho trying to break some ice.

"Oh, yeah, it was great. Lots of good shopping," said Hermione. She sipped her wine daintily as the conversation didn't push onward. Draco's face was still in the menu. Nobody but Hermione really noticed. The silence came to a stop when they made their orders. Then it was silent again. And now that the menu's were gone, Draco couldn't hid his face anymore.

Harry and Ron passed on Quidditch fruitless conversation while everyone else was silent. Lavender was currently running her finger around the rim of her wine glass. Draco put his hand on Hermione's thigh which made her giggle. Then all the evil glares were sent to Draco again. He sighed.

Harry could see how uncomfortable Draco was and decided he should at least try to include him in conversation. Otherwise Hermione would be scolding him later. "So…you two work together as we all know. How were those Appirition classes at Hogwarts going?" he tried.

"They were fine," said Draco quickly.

"Yes, they were a ton of fun. I just love going back to Hogwarts for those lessons," said Hermione. She kept the conversation going to a few minutes until they were all silent again. She was pleased when the food finally came because they then had an excuse to not talk.

The evening proceeded with the usual awkwardness. Harry tried to include Draco in conversation but Draco wasn't very inclined to reply. Ron didn't say anything to Draco the whole evening, which was to be expected.

Hermione was so happy when they finally walked out of the restaurant and Draco shared that enthusiasm. "Wow. I am so sorry," she chuckled. "I had no idea that they would be like that," she aid sympathetically. "I mean, Harry tried, but Ron just gave you the cold shoulder. Cho seemed nice, too. But Lavender wouldn't even look at you. I guess she was following Ron's lead."

"No, I think I know what it was."

"What?"

"Well, Brown and I hooked up once in our seventh year at Hogwarts."

"What?! Ron and Lavender were dating in our seventh year," said Hermione skeptically.

"Yeah…so let's apparate home," he said grabbing her arm.

They apparated straight to the living room of Draco's home. "Just because the location changed doesn't mean that the conversation is over," said Hermione.

"Oh come on! It was nothing. All is forgotten. She is getting married and I am with you," he said kissing her forehead.

"Fine," she scowled. "I wonder if Ron knew about that."

"He hasn't tried to attack me yet so I don't think he knows," he chuckled.

"True, true. I really should get going though, Draco," said Hermione putting on her sweater.

"Don't go," he whined grabbing her hands.

"I have to! I need to go back to Harry's to get my cat," she said.

"The cat can stay for one more night," he pressed.

"No, Snuffley can't," she protested.

"Don't leave yet," he said kissing her lips. "One hour?" he said kissing her while putting his arms around her waist in a tight grip.

"No," she said trying to push him off.

He kissed her again. "A half hour?" he pouted.

"No, I really have to go."

"Ten minutes?" he asked after kissing her again with more passion and desire.

"Okay," she broke down. "Ten minutes. And no longer than ten minutes, Draco Malfoy."

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About an hour and ten minutes later Hermione apparated to the outside of Harry's house. Cho answered the door when Hermione knocked. "Hey, Hermione. I am assuming you are here to pick up Snuffley. Harry has all the stuff in the other room," she said pointing around the corner.

"Thanks, Cho," said Hermione. She found Harry in the other room with Snuffley on his lap while he read some muggle papers.

"Hey. I thought you would be here like an hour ago," he said glancing at his watch.

"Yeah, I got caught up," she blushed.

"I see. I am sorry about how disastrous the dinner was. I tried, honestly. I think it is going to take a little while for Ron and I to get used to him, you know? But at least I tried, unlike Ron. He is very protective of you, you know."

"Yeah, I know. Maybe it was just too soon to try to do this. I guess I will give it more time," she said.

"Good plan," he said giving her a hug. He put Snuffley in the cat carrier and helped Hermione apparate all the stuff back to her place.

"Thanks, Harry. For everything. For watching Snuffley while I was away and for trying to be nice at dinner," she said.

"No problem, 'Mione. I'll see you soon," he said and he apparated back.

She set up all of Snuffley's things in and proceeded to get ready for bed. She slid into a pair of silky pink pajamas and laid down for a much anticipated slumber. And Hermione fell asleep with a smile on her face and a feeling that she hadn't felt in a long time.