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AN: This is my first time so be a little gentle, but not too gentle, that would be no fun.

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Get Together, party, celebration, none of these seemed to fit, he frowned and tried to come up with the word for it.

"Torture" said a voice beside him; "pure torture is what this is" He looked at the petite women surprised.

"One would think that you would live for this," he said smirking

"Yeah, well one would be an idiot then, I hate this."

"It seems to me that everyone here respects and adores you."

" Hmm yes, well to be loved by the masses is not all it's cracked up to be."

"I guess this explains why you are sitting in the darkest corner of the bar with me no less."

"That would be correct if the dark doesn't scare them off you certainly will."

He gave a small laugh at that "I don't know if I should be insulted or not"

Her only answer was a small smile before turning her attention back to the crowd.

"If you hate it here that much why don't you just leave?" she looked at him again for a moment, as if trying to figure out if he was worthy of the answer, and then smirked answering,

"I guess I'm just a masochist" he raised an eyebrow

"Really? The way you lead Potter and Weasley around by the short hairs in school I would have guessed a Sadist"

She tried to look offended but couldn't hold back the giggle that escaped her lips.

"Oh shut it, I wasn't that bad."

"Let's not forget the flock of birds you sent after Weasley, or that wicked right hook of yours," she rolled her eyes and smiled at him.

"Those where both warranted occasions"

"Like hell my nose hurt for a week" she laughed out right at that.

"It seems your ego still hurts, really Malfoy let is go it's been thirteen years"

"There you go laughing at my pain, like I said, sadist"

" Then I guess you're a masochist for hanging around me" he looked at her and raised his eyebrow again, she made a mental note to ask him how he did that later.

"Maybe I am Granger, don't suppose you'd want to find out?"

Hermione looked at him trying to figure out what he meant by that statement, she drew in a sharp breath at the utterly wicked gleam in his eye, before she could form an answer she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey 'mione why you all alone in the corner?" slurred an inebriated Ron his hand sliding down her arm, he tried the take her hand.

" I'm not alone Ron," she said indicating Draco beside her and shaking Ron off at the same time.

"Oh Malfoy don't really count it's not like you like him at all" Ron said grabbing the bar as a wave of dizziness washed over him.

"You know Weasley in really is a disgrace to get slobbering drunk and hit on your ex at your own engagement party there is no wonder that you're the embarrassment to you family" drawled Draco. Ron paled and looked at him.

"Guess you'd know all about that right Ferret, what would daddy dearest if he knew that you were chatting up a mudblood-"

Ron stopped when he realized what he had said his eyes went wide as he looked at Hermione, who was looking at him with shock and hurt written across her face.

" I didn't mean that the way it sounded Hermione I…" anger replace all other emotions on her face

" Oh really Ronald, then how did you mean it?"

"I just meant…I mean…what I mean to say…"

"Out with it, what the hell did you mean when you called me a mudblood?" at that moment the song that was playing ended and her last five words rang out across the room. The whole room grew deathly quite as every one looked at the three people in the corner. Two of which looked uncomfortable as they realized they were the center of attention and one who didn't take her eyes off the red head. Harry made his way across the room.

"What the hell is going on here, what's wrong with you Malfoy, I thought we had gotten past all this pure blood shite" Draco started to protest when Hermione interupted,

"Not Malfoy, Ron."

Harry looked shocked, he looked at Ron whose face was as red as his hair.

"I didn't mean it Harry I swear, I just kind came out different then I had planned"

"That vile word came out of your mouth in reference to your best friend different then you had planned, so tell me Ron how did you plan for it to sound?" Harry asked.

If at all possible Ron turned another shade of red he sputtered trying to form an answer.

"Forget it I was just leaving anyway" Hermione hissed at Ron. She grabbed her coat and clutch and headed for the door.

"Hermione wait" Ron shouted as he tried to go after her, Harry grabbed his arm and held him back.

" I think you have done enough damage for the night" Harry said

" No you gotta let me go I need…"

" You need to explain Ronald Weasley?" said Ginny as she and Ron's future bride Hannah walked up the two men. Both girls looked livid as they waited for an answer.

"Fuck I'm in all kinds of trouble aren't I?" Ron moaned.

Unnoticed by the group a certain blond had discreetly followed Hermione out of the door.

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Not lots to go on I know, but I wanted to get my toes wet first. There will be more explained as we progress. Tell me what you think Kittens.