She strolled down Diagon Alley on a fair-weathered Sunday afternoon. Everyday she would come out of her room from the Leaky Cauldron and fancy herself a cup of ice cream from Florean Fortescue's ice cream parlor and read a book. She did this silly routine from time to time as she waited for the 1st of September. A few days ago she was informed that Ron and Harry wouldn't be joining her during her stay in the Leaky Caldron, she didn't dare ask why for she knew that it was a "guy thing". "Two more weeks, just two more weeks Hermione" she would tell herself from time to time. Her patience was being tested in her stay, she thought it was just a piece of cake, a few weeks after she settled, she thought otherwise.
She stood up and paid the charge of her ice cream, and made her way back to the pub. She slowly roamed and wandered through the variety of shops, which, to her surprise, was full of people, smiling and laughing. She didn't expect that business would really well after the war, but that was a mistake she was proud of, she smiled. Just as she passed Flourish and Blott's, her eyes were blinded by the sun's gleaming reflection. When she looked at the source, her smile immediately faded away. Platinum blonde hair, dark brown at the roots, softly rested on his shoulders. His bangs hugged his face perfectly, and in his hands was a book entitled: "Wizard's Guide to Love: The Desperate Edition" his face suddenly contorted to disgust and dropped the book and shoved it under the table, "Pathetic." He mumbled.
"Malfoy? In Flourish and Blott's? Has the world gone mad?" she thought deeply, rolling her eyes as she strode forward. Once again her track was distracted when she suddenly bumped into a person. She looked down. Black leather Italian shoes, and black slacks made out of the most expensive cloth in the world. Now who would wear that kind of clothing in this weather? Her eyes slowly looked up, and she saw the most appalling face she would ever see. Smirking at her was the one and only, Draco Malfoy.
He gave a silent chuckle under his breath and continued smirking. "I couldn't help noticing you staring at me from the corner, Granger."
A/N: Not much action here, it's just a prologue after all. I haven't written a fic since last year. O.o Should I still continue it? Please review and put your thoughts there! :)
-A.