Hermione smiled as she walked down the street. She had graduated from Hogwarts after all the rebuilding and she was working as a book store owner with her growing collection of books.

She licked her vanilla ice cream as she made her way back to her shop. It was her lunch hour so she still had another 25 minutes before she reopened. She sat on the chair placed outside her book store, ice cream in one hand and the latest novel in one of the few fiction book series she enjoyed. She was happy. Harry and Ginny had gone off, are getting married in a few months, and Ron was working at his brothers magic shop.

Draco had been walking along, attempting to find something to do, when he saw a familiar brunette sitting outside a book store, ice cream in hand, novel in the other. He smirked. She hadn't changed in the slightest.

"Oi, Granger." He called out.

Hermione's head snapped up at the familiar voice. 'It can't be…' she turned her head toward the sound and looked straight into the face of Draco Malfoy. She groaned. "What could you possibly be doing here Malfoy?"

He smirked. "Well hello to you too." She growled, reaching for her wand. "Ah I see you've replaced you're wand."

"Well it was broken in the war. You know. The one you abandoned us on."

"Hey! I helped you more than you know Muggleborn!" He hissed. She jumped up and pointed her wand at his throat. They both got a déjà vu feeling from back in 3rd year.

"Don't you EVER call me that again you disgusting piece of low life scum." She hissed out, her voice sounded like poison itself. He stared into her honey brown eyes suddenly wanting to see them more often.

"Go out with me."

"E-Excuse me?" She gaped. Did he really just ask her to go out with him?

"Oh please Granger. We're a perfect match. You know it. We're both brilliant, both have very high marks in the look department, and we argue to show our love."

"O-Our love? Hold on Malfoy I don't think you quite get what love is yet-"

"Oh merlin Granger how old are we? Of course I know what love is and I also that I, Draco Malfoy, is extremely, head over heels, in love with you, Hermione Jean Granger." He gave her a brilliant smile.

She scoffed. "Excuse me, Draco dear, but I have reality to return to. Ta ta." She gave him a wave before turning around, unlocking her shop door, and closing it in his face.

He shoved his hands in his pockets and glared at her through the door. "Hermione Jean Granger I will make you mine." He hissed out. He wanted the feisty brunette. Not just for one night. Oh no. He wanted her for the rest of her life. He wanted her to wake up in his arms every morning.

He smirked, tipped an invisible hat to her through the glass door, which she rolled her eyes at, and walked away.

'Oh I'll get you granger. Don't you worry you're pretty little head. I'll make you mine.'