Summary - Ginny sets Hermione up on a blind date with Draco. She might like him more than she wants to admit. Rated M for later chapter.

Disclaimer - I own nothing. As much as I wish I this wonderful world belonged to me, its all J.K. Rowling's.

Chapter 1

Why can't my hair just cooperate for once, wondered Hermione Granger. Her bushy chestnut hair had become soft ringlets that hung down to the middle of her back. But today it was looking more like the bush that she used to sport. She gave up and with a simple wave of her wand, it tamed into soft waves. She stepped back and looked at herself in the mirror. She had on dark skinny jeans, a red silk tank top, and strappy black high heels.

Normally, she wouldn't care so much about how she looked just to go out to dinner, but her best friend, Ginny Weasley, had set her up on a blind date. Hermione hadn't been on a date since her and Ron, Ginny's older brother, broke up after their 7th year at Hogwarts. Hermione had started a career working as a Healer at St. Mungo's and Ron was off with Bill working for Gringott's in Egypt. They were still friends but a relationship just wasn't going to work.

That was 4 years ago and Hermione had been completely focused on her career since then but lately she had been feeling lonely so Ginny had a brilliant idea to set her up. All she knew was that this was someone Ginny worked with at the Ministry of Magic. Not that that information helped any because half the wizards in London worked for the Ministry. Hermione was suddenly pulled out of her daydreams by the sharp *crack* that indicated someone aparting downstairs.

Hermione walked downstairs and saw the bright red hair of her best friend waiting for her. "Mione! You look amazing!" exclaimed the redhead.

"Thanks Gin. Now can we get going before I change my mind?"

"Ok fine. But trust me, you would regret missing this."

"If you say so." And then they were on their way.

As the duo walked into the restaurant, Hermione scanned the quaint dining area for any attractive guy. They seemed to be everywhere. There was a very attractive brown haired guy a few booths in that Hermione was winking at when she heard Ginny yell, "Draco! Over here!"

Draco? Surely not Draco Malfoy. There were other Dracos in the world right? Now that Hermione thought about it, she couldn't think of a single one. Then she saw him. Draco Malfoy was strutting toward them in all his undeniable beauty. His silvery blonde hair fell in his eyes but when he pushed it back she could see that they were like swirling crystal balls that could actually make her like Divination. Then she realized what she was doing. "Ginny! You set me up with Malfoy?" Hermione couldn't believe it. Ginny knew their history. She new that Malfoy had called her "Mudblood" since their second year. That Hermione punched him in third year and that they had constantly been at odds all throughout their 7 years at Hogwarts. Although she did have to admit that he looked good.

Apparently he was thinking the same thing because he said, "Well Granger, for a bookworm you turned out to be almost attractive." She ignored this comment and with one last glare at Ginny she let him lead her to a corner booth in the back of the restaurant.

Hermione stared at her menu for a good 10 minutes without even reading one thing on it. Why in the world had Ginny set her up with Malfoy? Was this some cruel joke? Or was this just until her real date got here? Yes, Hermione thought, that must be it. She looked around the restaurant for someone, anyone, else. Malfoy must have noticed what she was doing because he smirked and said, "I'm your date for the night, like it or not."

"Well I don't like it," Hermione retorted angrily.

"Ok fine Granger. But I'm not the same person I was when we were in school. I guess Ginny didn't tell you but I work with her in the Auror department at the Ministry. That means I fight the bad wizards. I'm not one of them anymore." He looked at her with those silver eyes and Hermione could see the truth in them.

"Ok I believe you. But that doesn't mean everything is forgiven yet. You were horrible to me back in school."

"Any ideas how I can make it up to you?" There was a look in his eyes that Hermione didn't recognize. It almost looked like lust. No, she thought, Draco Malfoy is not looking at me with lust. Maybe its just real interest in my answer.

"Well, you could start by paying for our date and taking me home like a true gentleman," she said.

To her surprise, Malfoy just smiled. "I can do that." The rest of the date was rather uneventful. After the main course, they shared a slice of pie a la mode and he paid like a real gentleman should. He offered to walk her home even though she could aparate right back to her house.

They were walking and talking when she felt Malfoy's hand brush hers. It sent a jolt of electricity up her arm giving her goose bumps. If Malfoy noticed, he didn't show it. Not even a minute later, it happened again. This time Hermione looked at him with a look of confusion in her eyes. Malfoy didn't say anything, he just reached over and grabbed her hand, threading his long fingers through hers. This made Hermione shiver with pleasure as she mentally criticized herself. Why the fuck are you letting Malfoy have this kind of effect on you? He might not be the same person he used to be, but that doesn't mean you should be this attracted to him.

Hermione was so entranced with the cool hand in hers that she didn't even notice they had gotten to her front porch. She turned to face him and before she could even think about what was happening, his lips had claimed hers in a sweet, surprisingly gentle kiss. It felt so good that she forgot she was kissing her former enemy but just as she was about to deepen the kiss, he pulled back. "Goodnight Hermione," he said with a smile. And then he aparated, leaving Hermione standing all alone on her front porch seriously confused.

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