Hello! So I'm Hannah and this is the first story I've ever written, ever. I love dramione although I disagree with people who say that JKRowling should have put them together because she wrote the books perfectly. I would love some follows and reviews, any ideas, any advice, tips, spelling errors etc...

I'm from Norwich by the way and the place I describe where they meet is actually real although I couldn't remember the name do I made one up. Elms Hill was used in the film Stardust did you know. Anyway here it's is...

Chapter 1: They meet again

It was a beautiful summers day, a rarity in England, and hermione granger walked down the quaint back streets of Norwich, open to both muggles and the magical community. Elms hill looked picture perfect and she ducked down a side street into a small street cafe well off the beaten track. The owner of the cafe was muggle but the surrounding shops were all owned by wizards. The antique shop "Collins and Clive" opposite was not dissimilar to borgin and burks but to a muggle the objects would seem just like ordinary pieces and, should they get to interested in a particular item, decide they would, for some reason, not want to buy any thing and leave.

She sat down with an iced latte, her favourite muggle drink especially in this hot weather, and stared into the little shop. Apart from the owner who sat snoozing behind an old fashioned till, the shop has one other occupant. He has silver blonde hair that, despite the dark shop, glistened slightly. He was tall and wearing a handsome suit that, to hermiones trained eye, she knew to be a wizards suit. The man was quite young and hermione guessed him to be around her age if not slightly older. She wondered if she knew him, being a wizard he would probably have gone to Hogwarts if he wasnt foreign that is. She quickly finished the last of her latte, glanced a quick smile back to the owner and left a large tip on the table. After the second wizarding war she'd been given quite a lot of money by the ministry for her part in taking down Voldemort.

Hermione walked over to Collins and Clive and entered the tiny shop. It was cold and dark and probably would have been quite refreshing on a day like today if it hadnt been for the crackle of dark magic that surged around the room. Despite the ban of all dark artefacts, many shops still sold old heirlooms and cursed objects that people had desperately tried to get rid of after the war. The owner simply transfigured the objects to be undetectable when a ministry official came calling.

As hermione moved closer to the handsome stranger she suddenly realised that he was, in fact, no stranger at all. It took her a minute to realise who he was and another minute to get her mouth to talk. "M...Malfoy?" she cleared her throat as his name got stuck.

The handsome blonde turned around at the sound of the familiar voice. "Yes?" he replied before capturing the pretty brunette in his sights. Gosh how she'd changed, he though. "Granger that can't possibly be you?" he questioned

"err...ye...yes it's me" she stuttered "I haven't seen you since..." she trailed off.

"Since the end of all this" he finised whilst gesturing around the shop with a smirk that made Hermione blush. at the sound of voices the shop keeper woke up, he glanced round the room before finally resting his eyes on hermione. He was up in a flash. "Miss Granger" he said whilst pulling a gray sheet out of thin air and covering up a few items he prefer she didn't see. "Such an unexpected visit but unfortunately we are closing for lunch" he was steering her out of the shop.

"Relax Clive she means no harm" Draco said, throwing a small wink towards the very confused witch.

"Mr Malfoy I have nothing to hide but we are closing now" he pushed both them out the door. "Bye bye" he said with a slam of the door and the sign changed to 'closed'.

"Become a bit of a celebrity haven't we?" he mocked her with a calm face as they stood outside the shop. She sighed and never once met his eyes, preferring to stare at his very nice black dragon skin shoes.

So...what da think? The idea came to me in the shower...strange I know. And another later chapter came to be at 2am...very strange I know. Haha! Well any constructive criticismswould be greatly appreciated and any ideas or themes you want to see just say and I'll see what I can do :) I've rated it as M but really being the good little girl I am I'm not sure if I'll be able to write anything worthy of M status! Hope you enjoyed!

Lots of love

Han