CHAPTER ONE.

Draco Malfoy unlocked the door to his flat, instantly hearing the loud sobs of his fiancée. He rolled his eyes and groaned.. He followed the screeching cries into the bathroom, where Pansy Parkinson sat on the floor, holding her head and crying like it was the end of the world. "What's wrong now, Pansy?" Draco sighed as he leaned against the door frame. "My h-h-h-hair.." she stuttered, a sob following. "That h-h-alf-wit ruined it! Loooook! She sobbed again, holding her ear length hair up for him to see. He examined it carefully, pretending to actually be concerned "It looks the exact same, Pansy." She gave him an evil stare and stood up, "Oh I hate you," she growled, slamming the door in his face and continuing to cry. He didn't bother to ask her to come out, because to be honest he liked it better when she hid herself in the bathroom for the night. He opted to sleeping in the bed instead of on the living room couch since he knew she'd be in there all night. He readied himself for bed in the bedroom bathroom; he brushed his teeth and carefully removed his suit, trying not to wrinkle too much it so he wouldn't have to iron it again. That left him in his blue plaid boxers. She always said blue was her favorite on me... He shook his head, ignoring his thoughts and slid into his cool bed. He set his wand to go off at 6:00 a.m so he wouldn't be late for work. he looked at his watch on the nightstand; 10:30 p.m. Wonder if I'll get any sleep tonight with all that wailing in the background.

That wasn't the only thing that kept him up later than he wanted, his mind kept wandering to Her. He felt regret wash over him, why did he have to be so stupid? He'd only ever loved one girl, and it wasn't Pansy. He felt more regret growing in the pit of his stomach when he remembered that day.

"Drakey, I'm pregnant." Pansy had said to him, emotionless. Like she couldn't care less about the child forming in her stomach. Draco felt like he had suddenly caught the flu and was about to blow right there. "You're sure?" he asked, gulping back the want to vomit on the woman he couldn't stand. "Yes." she stated, annoyed, not even looking up from her magazine. He couldn't believe how stupid he was. Sleeping with her to ward off the loneliness and sting of losing the woman he lo... No, Draco Malfoy couldn't fall in love, he was too tough and strong to become so vulnerable to someone. To show he had any emotions other than anger and hatred was too unlike him, he couldn't ruin his reputation.

It'd been almost four years since he'd seen her. Three months ago, he ran into Pansy at a local pub, he drank too much and knew she'd be more than willing to help with his three years of abstinence. She was supposed to just be the one night stand to get rid of his problem, not be the start of more.

His father had made him propose, "It isn't proper to have a baby and not be married." he said, peering over his glasses when Draco had confronted him about the pregnancy. He wished he could have that night back to do over. He groaned at the continuous screeching from the main bathroom, and rolled over in his bed, hiding his head under his pillow to keep out the noise.

Hermione Granger woke suddenly from her nightmare, quickly throwing on her house robes and walking to the room down the hall, she saw her son, Jeffery sleeping soundly in his large train engine bed. She smiled and sighed with relief.Itwasjustadream.She walked to her room across the flat, and snuggled back into bed. Hoping she'd dream of better things this time. No luck, she dreamt all about Him.

She woke in the morning with tears in her eyes. Stupid dreams.She quickly made herself a coffee with her wand and hot water. She looked at the clock; 7:00 a.m. The house elf she'd freed, but had loved her and Jeff too much to stay away, would be here in an hour to watch Jeff while she ran some errands. He was always very excited whenever she asked him if he could watch him for the day. She got ready in a hurry, slipping on a simple pencil skirt, a white frilly blouse and red heels. She decided to straighten her hair today, whispering the spell and pointing her wand. She then woke Jeffery to tell him goodbye and thanked Doorhandle, the elf.

She pulled her green peacoat over her shoulders and grabbed her black handbag, rushing out the door. Her first stop on her errand day of the week was at her office at Lotions And Potions & CO. The fancy cosmetics line she was the manager of. She dropped off her purple folder, meaning she'd read through the ideas, progress and sketches of future products, lines, possible renovations for their stores, and anything that could improve the company or products. She'd been a wiz in potions class, and she loved coming up with new things. This job was a dream come true, and the best part was that she could do 95% of her job at home, with Jeffery. She went into the office every Wednesday, and dropped by on Fridays, to drop off her folder and check on everything.

Next, she went to the bank, transferring money to a separate account for her son was a once a month ritual. After that she went to the pharmacy to pick up her prescriptions and other useful potions to have around the house, such as cough&cold medicine, or a headache potion. She ran to the bakery to pick up some bread, and treated herself to a pumpkin muffin.

She stopped suddenly and squinted her eyes in disbelief, was that Him? Or had she just been dreaming of him so much that she was starting to think she actually saw him? She sat herself down at one of the little tables outside the bakery. The sun beating down on her, it was suddenly too hot for her peacoat and she slipped it off. She decided to ignore her thoughts of him, and turned her attention to her muffin. Why does he have to always wear blue? He knows I like it.

Draco's jaw almost dropped as he walked down the street to get some breakfast. Could it be? Was that Her? His heart lept. He examined her, her skirt hugging her every curve and showing off her long lean legs, and her blouse showing off her breasts just as well. Her eyebrows were furrowed and she looked frustrated. Picking at her muffin. Pumpkin, no doubt. It was her favorite. He tried to build up the courage to talk to her, but couldn't.

Wait, it was Friday wasn't it? Draco imagined she did her errands the same day every week, seeing how organized she was. He was going to be sitting there waiting next Friday. Hopefully she'd be there. He grinned excitedly at his plan and didn't feel that hungry anymore. He spun around to head back to work, turning his head for one last glance at her. She'd straightened her hair, why? Her curls are so beautiful.

Next Chapter Published: Sunday, October 30th.