""Would you rather have lilies or roses?", Hermione asked looking up from the book of flower arrangements in front of her. It had been almost 6 months since Draco had proposed to her. They were just starting to get the plans together . ''Umm it's up to you Hun, anything you pick I'm okay with", Draco said standing from the armchair he was lounging on. "Look, I'm meeting Blasie at the pub, I'll be gone for a couple hours . I'm going to grab a quick shower", he said walking to the bathroom door. "Fine, but don't stay out to long, we have an early meeting tomorrow with the planner". Okay mom" he said retreating into the bathroom.

He pulled back the shower curtain and turned on the hot water. He quickly undressed, placing his dirty clothes in the hamper. He stepped into the running water. His mind was racing. Yesterday he had received a letter, that was now in the back pocket of his trousers, from the last person he ever wanted to talk to, Pansy Parkinson. He had read the letter so many times that the words were burned into his memory.

Draco,

For the last few years all I could do was think about you and the biggest mistake I've ever made. I was young and stupid. I have missed you so much. I want us to have dinner to catch up, my treat. If you want to meet me at the new restaurant at Diagon Ally, it's called Toil and Trouble. Please come I'll be there at 7:30 sharp

Love Always,

Pansy

He still felt anger and hate for Pansy. She was the only person he had when his parents were sent to Azkaban. He thought she loved him but it was not he that she loved it was his name. When he lost his money she left him poor, depressed and utterly alone. But then Hermione came into his life.

Roused from his thoughts From the temperature of the water, which had went from hot and relaxing to ice water, he turned it off and stepped out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and proceeded to he and Hermione's room to get his clothes.

" Hermione, have you seen my black button up shirt?" he yelled fro inside the closet.

"Hem Hem"

He turned around, there standing in the door way was Hermione wearing only the shirt in question with only the middle button buttoned and a pair of knickers. Draco's eyes grew wide and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"Is this the shirt you wanted? Are you sure that you want to go out with Blasie and leave me here all alone", she said unbuttoning the button keeping the shirt together. Draco walked out of the closet and stood in front of Hermione.

"Well are you sure? Because when you get back I'm going to be asleep and I wouldn't be up to anything" She started to slide the shirt off her shoulders.

"Why Miss Granger are you trying to seduce me?" Draco asked coyly.

" Yes, Mr. Malfoy I am". She dropped the shirt on the floor.

(A/N I know I know cheesy)

He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. "It's working", her said kissing her forcefully on the lips. But he quickly pulled away.

"But… I have to meet Blasie, it's really important, it's about a surprise for you"

She pulled away "If you must" she said walking over to her dresser and pulling out a pair of black shorts and a black tank top. "But if you come home early I might have a surprise for you". She quickly pulled off her towel, leaving him stark naked.

"Why in the hell did you do that?!" He yelled, a slight blush crawling over his cheeks.

"I needed a reminder of why I'm marring you", she said looking at him up and down, pausing slightly at his assets. She smiled and turned and walked out of the room humming to her self.

Draco got dressed in the black shirt, light jeans, and a pair of white trainers. He went into the living room where Hermione was waiting. He kissed her on the top of her head. And with a POP he apperated to Diagon Ally.

He felt horrible lying to Hermione but he wanted to see Pansy. It had been 5 years since he had last seen her. He wanted to find to find out what had happened to her over the amount of time the had been away from each other. He stood in front of the small restaurant. He walked thought the threshold and scanned the room. There he saw her sitting at a table in the far corner of the room, sipping a glass of wine. She looked different from the last time he saw her. She looked less like the girl he once loved and more like a woman who was in pain. He walked over to the table.

"Hello Pansy"