Title: The Coffee Prince Shop
Rating: T for now
Characters: Hermione, Harry, Draco, Marcus, Blaise, OC (Helena)
Pairings: figure that out yourself that's the point of the story
Warnings: sorry the first chapter is so long, it's kind of like an intro and background info so you understand the story development
Full Summary: Hermione's life has been rough after the Final Battle, her father has left them a huge debt after his death that she must help her family repay or else her mom will have no place to stay as her sister still attends Hogwarts. Not to mention giving up her feminine image. Hermione meets Draco for the first timesince Hogwarts, mistaking her as a boy with her new image and they end up meeting again due to strange incidents. Draco becomes a little more serious by buying an old antique shop to turn into a cafe. Hermione ends up working for him after relentlessly begging for a job.
A/N: agian i know the first chapter is long and this happens to one of my first fanfics . so i need constructive criticism not flames
Please Read and Review And thanks for checking out my story
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter etc.
Chapter: The First Cup of Coffee Part 1
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Hermione raced on her sleek scooter with the wind whipping through her hair as her brow furrowed in concentration. She rode in stress to make the order on time, the thoughts of the rent for her mother's dental office being due that they always delayed as much as the bank allowed.
That much she was grateful for of the Bank of England to have some mercy on small business that was her parent's Dentistry and now just her mom after her father had passed away some time after her graduation from Hogwarts. Her heart tightened upon the memory of her father's death and down pours threatened to burst from her eyes to hinder her concentration on the winding roads of London on the relentlessly speeding little scooter that wrestled with the traffic of overcrowded London.
For the past three years after her supposed seventh year, she returned home safely with her younger sister, Helena from the final battle with Voldemort. Hermione had decided to refrain from pursuing her goals in the magical world and stay by her distraught mother and rather helpless sister to survive in the harsh London city life. In the aftermath of her father's death, he left them debts from loan sharks after gambling in the horse races and casinos that Hermione's mother had no indication her husband dabbled with let alone part took in enough to land them in deep binds with the loan sharks. Immediately after finding the debt, her family was in; Hermione pushed her dreams aside and set out immediately to find work to have money coming into her hands as soon as possible to keep the loan sharks happy as they pay them slowly the amount that seems disturbing that her father could have caused such a threatening consequence. If the loan sharks did not receive their required payment, Hermione opted not to think of it and made sure she appeased them.
Not long after her father's death she did not realize when she had gone to get her hair cut short, so short there was a minimum of it left leaving her face jaw line more prominent and masculine and yet a hint of softness. From then on, Hermione kept up with her boy short hair, thus establishing her new look to leave a person without doubt as to who she is. Since Hermione tended to run around a lot to her multiple jobs, she often wore shapeless jeans that barely sat at her hips to hide her slender legs. Her oversized jackets and sweaters also hid her tiny body under the layers of clothes. Consequently, her new appearance earned her a new status.
After all, Hermione never really cared about how she looked unlike her younger sister who just finished her third year at Hogwarts. Hermione's fourteen-year-old sister, Helena also acquired magical abilities despite their parentage. She was of course ecstatic to finally hear about her sister's wonderful school she went off to every year leaving her behind none the wiser to understand why she also felt a weird force within her building up. Once she heard of the boarding school Hogwarts by owl mail that her family seems to strangely receive since Hermione began attending the new school, she finally got her invitation to Hogwarts addressed directly to her and her parents could at long last tell her all of the secrets that they kept concerning her older sister's school. But for some reason her parents did not brighten at the prospect of sending her to Hogwarts for the next school year, which was Hermione's seventh year at Hogwarts. Her parents needed to ask Hermione whether or not they should let Helena attend Hogwarts next year or not if she was not going, to which Hermione eagerly replied that they she would be better off at school, then at home with them. During the final battle at Hogwarts, Hermione exerted a great amount of effort to ensure her sister's safety during the war to bring both of them home to her parents and not just one of their daughters. Therefore, when she would undo the memory charm on her parents, she would not have to alter it as well by canceling out their beloved youngest daughter. Life returned to normal once Hermione retrieved her parents from their hiding places and resumed their practice in London.
Hermione quickly cleared her thoughts of her father, to deliver pizza to an unlikely customer on the rare chance that a witch or wizard orders pizza. Fortunately and unfortunately for her, her boss happens to be a muggle loving wizard that fell in love with the muggle junk food, this made this muggle delight available to witches and wizard who want quality pizza delivered to them. However, when Hermione needed to deliver the pizza to someone in the magical community, she needed to covert the gold into pounds and make sure the customer understood what they ordered from her loopy wizard of a boss, Ferb. Ferb, the wizard owner of the new pizza shop gladly hired Hermione to deliver the pizzas for him to the magical community as well and be able to perform magic in his own shop.
Suddenly Hermione came to a stop outside of an apartment building obscured among the many other buildings looming over London. Fuming, but determined, she ebbs the anger away to deliver the pizza to the wizard that ordered it at this flat among the rich side of London. She arrives at the front door of the obviously lavish flat, waiting for an answer to her knock on the door to enter with the customer's hot purchase in her hand. She came in the state of her hair in a disarray as if she just hopped off a twister ride and slightly pink and warm from the rush of delivering the order on time.
"Come in," answered the husky male voice from the other side of the door.
"OK?!!" came Hermione's unusually fearless voice squeaked.
Draco had just come back from visiting a long-time friend in Paris, which filled him with childish giddiness at the prospect of his friend coming back soon. Nonetheless, he still complied with his playboy ways by calling one of his girlfriends to meet up with him later. Having just got home from is trip, he felt too dirty to see a girl right away. After being in Paris, he craved some pizza, a new favorite food he acquired from his one-year study in America.
When Hermione had walked into his lavishly laid out flat, she got quite a sight of Draco sitting on his couch in just a towel haphazardly draping his lower half, enough so for her to catch a glimpse of his family jewels underneath it's cover. Feeling even more flustered, her cheeks became rosier and her mouth hung slightly open at the sight that welcomed her, her eyes quickly traveled up to his well-defined torso and finally to his chiseled face.
Draco did not notice her staring as he was busy drying himself with another towel over his glistening body fresh from a hot shower. Quickly Hermione left the pizza for him and exited his flat as fast as possible.
"What the? What about the money?" he scolded at the door instantly shutting, Draco came out of his reverie with the slam.
"Was he staring too long? Their not that frightening," Draco commented referring to his manhood and obviously mistook Hermione for a boy.
"He had quite the pretty face for a boy though," mused Draco, chuckling to himself.
Hermione removed the unwanted sight out of her mind as much as possible as she zoomed on her bike back home to her next job. At her apartment building, the floor above her family's flat operated a tutoring center. The owner of the tutoring center gladly hired Hermione to tutor the younger kids in the afternoon. The young little ruffians wrestled with her more than studied with her sometimes. Unafraid and strict with the little rascals she did manage to calm them down.
After her shift at the tutoring center, her sister called her on the cell phones that they both charmed to work in magical communities no matter what to contact each other in emergencies.
"Hermes, you have to come help me there's some man here trying to bully me"
Hermes has become Hermione's new nickname after Hermione adopted her new androgynous look.
"What? Where are you?"
"I'm at a deserted antique café shop in Diagon Alley after I tried to get away from him at the end of my shift at the ice cream shop and ended up here trying to reason with him argh!" Her job at the ice cream parlor, under new management after the deceased Fortescue was the only job she could hold on to over the summer due to her young age.
"I'll be right there"
Hermione knew the sorry looking shop that once teemed with business, but fell in appeal after Voldemort's reign. She apparated right outside the tattered old shop and ambled up the steps to the shop on a sloping part of Diagon Alley.
"Your just my type, slim waist, slender legs and long straight hair." Some man claimed as Hermione walked up.
Indeed Helena was nearly the exact opposite of Hermione in looks, more feminine and appealing to the other gender. Miraculously Helena's hair ended up straight and not so bushy like Hermione's if she left it long and with the same mousy brown hair color, but with Helena's care it shimmered and glowed.
"Marcus, I'm very flattered by you, but I just don't feel attracted to you, got it?"
"Helena why don't you understand how much I love you?" to Hermione's surprise it was Marcus, Marcus Flint professing her love to her sister as she entered the barren shop. The guy looked as burly and clueless as ever, but he seemed genuinely sweet around her younger sister. His black hair was buzz cut and his muscles bulged from his muscle tee.
"Marcus I don't want someone as stupid as you. You barely graduated from Hogwarts since you had to repeat a year, I mean how stupid could you be? And although you made onto the Flamouth Falcon Quidditch team, you're a freakin' injured Quidditch has been who lives on their parent's money. As if I would go out with someone as pathetic as you."
Marcus slumped in his seat from across from Helena only to perk up as he noticed another man approaching Helena. He quickly dashed from the other side to Helena's squatting himself right next to her to prevent Hermione from sitting next to her sister and across from the bickering couple. Hermione sighed sliding into the cushion seat in the booth with the annoying pair.
"Who are you? Are you Helena's boyfriend?" Marcus got up to grab Hermione's arm and up from her seat with.
"I'll kill you if you hurt her," he spat at Hermione, who he considered a threat to his chance with Helena. He knew Helena was Hermione's sister, but he didn't remember what she looked like from school.
"ugh. Let go of me already"
Helena rolled her eyes. "Come on Hermes get rid of him already so we can go home" Helena ushered Hermione as if she was her boyfriend.
"What? What are you doing to my sweet Helena?" Marcus exclaimed in further frustration.
"Are you two already living together?"
"Remember I still have a fight with you Hermes"
"The last boy I dealt with landed himself in the Hospital," Hermione threatened.
He got up to threaten her further, but Hermione easily tripped him.
"You better watch out Marcus he might be small, but he will kick you ass, then you'll have to stay away from me.
"I'm too tired to fight you right now, plus if I get caught beating you up, then I have no way to make money for my family."
"So we'll battle with an eating contest. Do you know what pizza is Marcus?"
"Of course, I do, I ate them traveling through Italy with the Quidditch team. They were so easy to order and so good. Why? You wanna see who can eat more pizza?"
"Yeah the first person to finish three boxes of pizza pays and you have to promise to leave Helena alone if I win."
In no time, a strong wave of pizza smell hit them so much that the coffee left to the far reaches of their mind. Ferb bound in through the doors of the nearly dilapidated shop with delivery bags full of a copious amount of pizzas.
"Are you sure you don't wanna back down Marcus?" Hermione offered in mercy.
"Hell no, I can definitely eat three measly boxes of Pizza and I'm not gonna lose to someone as tiny as you"
They stared each other down with as much malicious intent as possible on Hermione's part and Marcus held the intention of winning the affections of one Helena Ginette Granger. Three boxes lay before them and their were required to but a topping on each pizza.
"Ready, Set, Go!" Ferb, was announced as the judge of the competition.
Hermione set out to neatly place the anchovies on her first box of pizza, while Marcus just opted for pepperoni and cheese. Marcus quickly devoured the first box before Hermione. Unfortunately for Marcus, one look at Hermione eating the pizza with anchovies like a delicacy unnerved his stomach and her resumed on to the next box of pizza.
Helena took it upon herself to decorate Marcus's next pizza with yogurt balls, raisin and pineapples. Marcus looked up at Helena with a raised brow, but took her actions as support and began engulfing the pizza. Half way through the pizza his facial features contorted and grimaced earning Helena a smug look and checked back on her sister's progress.
Hermione had also started on the second box of pizza with vinegar, salt and pepper.
"Mud pie, pig's skin, chickens feet, blood pudding, sheep intestines, fish soup. Mud pie, pig's skin, chickens feet, blood pudding, sheep intestines, fish soup." Helena began chanting to gross Marcus out even more. Hermione's food combinations did not help Marcus out either as the stench alerted him to her next foul creation.
Helena decided to take it easy on him by placing strawberries on the last box of pizza as a sign of love, as if. Gullible Marcus took it as a sign of love and beamed down at her despite his stomach churning.
For a Finale, Hermione ate the last box of pizza with sauerkraut and finished the box with relish. Before Marcus could finish could complete his last box he rushed out of his seat and dashed out to the back of the café.
"Hey the restroom's to the right," Hermione hollered, chuckling and gripping her abdomen. In the aftermath, Hermione and Helena went home exhausted from another day's full of work.
Harry went for a broom ride the next morning to clear his head of a love he lost. He couldn't get her out his mind with her faces plastered on every other advertisement in the city. He was he glad he had moved into his single flat on the countryside not far from the city and a view of the landscape overflowing with green and sparse vegetation of bright flowers. Harry lands on his balcony in conclusion of his broom ride to begin his Saturday morning.
Nonetheless, memories of his time with Pansy filled the flat like a ghost. Staring into his bedroom, he relives a morning that they woke up together in his bed.
That morning the sun shone brightly as it had this morning and they woke up staring at each other lovingly. Harry began playing footsies with her and poking her in her sides as she squirmed and giggled with delight. Pansy went to grab his hands from their attacks and with their hands holding each other they tugged back and forth. They ended up rolling in bed along with the covers and onto the floor.
Following their graduation from Hogwarts, Harry and Pansy moved into a flat together to strengthen their relationship and defend it to those who still had a hard time believing in them since they had just let it known a few weeks before graduation.
Harry quickly shook his head in irritation for letting his thoughts wander back to her and went outside to pick up his milk bottles.
"Hey Harry" Hermione greeted from her bike on her daily milk rounds.
"Hey Hermes," harry also picked up Hermione new name. Every morning Harry would greet Hermione to start his day on bright and positive note.
"How's it going this morning, Harry?"
"Better now that you're here"
"Are you still thinking about her?"
"How can I not she's bloody everywhere?"
"Anyways Hermes, how are you holding up?" Harry gazed down at her, stroking her face tenderly.
"Oh you know I could be better. But if you miss her why didn't you visit her?" Hermione flinched slightly at the tender touch. She did not understand Harry's actions anymore. He seems much more affectionate to her than before.
"I can't Hermes, not after the way she left me"
"You'll find someone better Harry don't worry. Well I gotta go finish my milk delivery. Bye Harry" And with that she peddled on her bike down the dirt road.
"Bye Hermes." sigh.
"Pansy?" Draco immediately Flooed her the morning she arrived back from Paris. Pansy had told Draco that she would not being moving back into her flat with Harry on when she got back to London on his last visit, so Draco knew not to floo her at Harry's. Pansy had opted to stay at one of the agencies apartments first.
"I'm already back in London and now that you are we should get together," Draco over eagerly suggested, could not hide his excitement that she will finally stay in London. Draco was happy for Pansy to fulfill her dreams of modeling and interning in designing in Paris, but he missed seeing her. And Pansy was relieved to have Draco so excited about her homecoming. However, deep inside wished to just be able see and talk to the love that she left behind to follow another man to Paris.
"Sure Draco Let's meet at the Leaky Cauldron Tonight"
"Yes, I'll see you then." Draco could not contain his excitement, he hollered and punched the air in victory. With Pansy's return home, he hoped that he could finally have a chance to be her one and only. He knew he messed things up with her during his sixth year for her to go running to boy wonder, Harry Potter. Damn him.
Unfortunately, for Draco, he grew more in love with her while she was with Harry. Getting to know harry, Pansy's prejudices lessened and lost the need to be constantly snide and arrogant within the Slytherin walls, yet she still held the air of a born pureblood Slytherin. Over her years at Hogwarts, her face remained pug-like face, though her long flowing ivory hair drew away from that. Moreover, no one adored Pansy's subtly changed features or her lengthened bodyline, giving her the unique model body, as much as Harry and Draco, not including her modeling agency, Witch Elite.
First he needed to visit his mom from returning from his visit to Paris. Reluctantly he apparated outside of Malfoy Manor.
"Draco when are you going to get serious and stop playing around?" Narcissa demanded Draco to get settled instead of having a different girl each night. Narcissa was quick to smother Draco with accusations for being lazy squandering the family fortune about and not making himself useful and living up to the family name. Draco's relationship with his mother had become somewhat strained because they were always in conflict about his lifestyle. And admittedly, Draco toned down his night outings at the prospect of Pansy coming home soon.
"Mother I will, I just need some more time. Plus, I've decided to buy out that old antique shop in Diagon Alley and turn into a coffee shop. I know you've wanted me to get a job within our family business, but I just don't wanna be apart of it. So I decided to put my energy towards building up that sorry dump of a shop into a successful café"
"Oh Draco, I'm glad you're going to finally take some responsibility in your life. And you'll get as much funding as you need to open a successful shop."
"Thanks Mother."
"But Draco you really should get settled to tame your wild ways. How about I set you up on some blind dates with girls I approve of?"
"No Thanks Mother"
"Draco you must. I don't want just any girl marrying into our family."
"Fine, I'll go, but the girls better be pretty. This is also about your grand children too you know." Narcissa blushed.
"Draco Really"
"I gotta go Mother" Draco declared in his ache to get out of their as quick as possible to meet Pansy.
"You may go Draco. It's nice that you came to visit."
"Isn't it great to back in London huh Pansy?"
Pansy and Draco just finished dinner in a luxurious café in Diagon Alley and were walking by the shops hand in hand, holding onto their deep friendship.
"Yeah here they have Diagon Alley, fish and chips and Harry as well," Pansy sighed and her tone fell in despair and regret.
"Oh Right Harry"
"How is he?"
"After you broke it off with such a good lover?"
"Harry is fine I suppose. So unlucky." Draco found it difficult to find the words to express Harry's true condition currently, since they both worked together as aurors, after she abruptly broke it off with him, Harry's spirits fell and he moped around more often, staring into space as if he saw her again.
"Oh look at this cute purple beanie," to lighten the mood she changed the topic to accessories she spotted on one of the stalls. Pansy tried it on and modeled it for Draco to approve.
"How much is it?"
"Two Galleons," the amount of which Draco quickly paid the vendor.
"You didn't have to buy it for me Draco."
"I love buying you stuff Pansy and plus, the hat looks good on you."
"It does?"
"Yeah"
" Doesn't it feel like too much to break up with him after all that you've been through to be together?"
"Why does it feel like that you're totally ignoring my feelings Draco?"
"You can start fresh with Harry if you want to you know." Draco still wanted Pansy to be happy, so maybe that's why he's pointing out some of her mistakes.
"See him again?" Pansy groaned inwardly and ignored the subject once again, walking on ahead of Draco. How could a woman so elegant and well raised be so cold to her first love? Draco noted her hesitation and rooted himself to the spot.
"Come now Pansy, you're being a bit cruel. You were his first love after all."
Pansy turned around to where Draco paused and delivered a strike to her heart. Still avoiding the subject again, Pansy bounds up to him, a smile set and takes his hand once more.
"You, Let's go," and with the that discussion of her relationship is closed and she drapes his arm around her. Draco cheers up, comforted that she is at least attempting to feign happiness without her love.
Bored of Diagon Alley, they make their way through the Leaky Cauldron to visit the muggle shops that Pansy missed shopping at before she moved. At the same moment they walked, Marcus tumbles out of the pub. Before they knew it, Marcus ran up to the couple and snatched Pansy's Chanel clutch.
"Hey, My handbag," Pansy yelped in panic.
"Crimey," Draco cried out in a ready stance to run after him.
Hermione witnessed the whole incident, while zooming down Charring Cross Road. On instinct, Hermione whipped out her wand and blurted out "Stupefy!" And leapt off of her scooter, carelessly landing it.
As soon as she made sure she dominated over the troll-like man, she quickly resurrected him with a flick of her wand. From on top of him after she realized that the thief was her sister's not-boyfriend, Marcus.
"Marcus? What are you doing taking Pansy's bag?" Hermione hissed so that Draco and Pansy could not hear standing a little ways to find out what will happen.
"A friend of mine told me Helena really liked that kind of Chanel bag and said there were very few made, so I thought if I got the bag for her, she might like me."
"For Helena? You shouldn't have to worry about her she's my lover"
"Helena is my angel," Marcus insisted.
"Wait Hermes, are you gonna beat me now?"
"No, if you give me the bag back, I'll let you run away free. Got it?" Hermione whispered. Hermione felt sorry for him and he had it bad enough.
"A person like should be put jail," Hermione yelled aloud enough for Draco and Pansy to hear, who she noticed making their way to them.
"Once I let go of you, run away," Hermione ordered Marcus in a hush tone.
"Huh?"
"Escape you idiot!"
"How dare a grown man like you even think of even robbing people?" this for Draco and Pansy to hear.
Pulling him up, and he dropped the bag, while Hermione counted "1...2...3"
Marcus stood there dumbfounded.
"What the hell? Push me and run." Hermione commanded in panic. Marcus did and disappeared around the corner. Draco noticed the strange progression.
"Hey come back. Come back and fight me like a man." she turned to the couple to affirm his escape.
Hermione picked up the bag and made her way towards the couple. "Here's your bag, I'm really sorry." Hermione bowed down before Pansy and hung her head low.
"Thank you, for retrieving my handbag. That was nice of you," Pansy nodded and weakly smiled in response. Hermione slowly raised her head up to meet their gaze, only to recognize the leg build she saw the other day, not to mention the pronounced crotch seen through his well-fitted trousers that she got all to familiar with on her delivery. Upon setting eyes on the package, her eyes grew considerably and her jaw slackened as mortification washed over her once again. When she finally connected eyes with the intense light silver eyes of the one and only Draco Malfoy, her cheeks colored with an undeniable pinkness.
"Aren't you that Pizza boy, who forgot the money?" Draco blurted as the boyish face of Hermione dawned on him as that pizza boy.
"Yes, and I got in trouble for not bringing the money back and now I'm late for my next delivery. At this rate, I might get fired"
"Well, you didn't have to do that for us. I was just about to go after the low life myself."
"Since, I got the bag back and I might not have my job, shouldn't I at least get some compensation?"
"Fine, here's my card floo if you really need anything."
"Great," Hermione fired back and snatched the card. Hastily, she made her way back to her poor scooter. Before Draco or Pansy could say something about what just occurred.
"Draco! Why'd you just give that stranger allowance to floo you?"
"I don't know Pansy, there's something I like about the kid."
"Yes, that boy looks somewhat familiar." Pansy mused
Next part should be up within a day and would like a beta since not much time to edit
Pleas R&R much thanks
A/N: to finish this story it will most likely be multiple chapters bear with me