Mr Granger and Mrs Malfoy

by freedomgeneration

Malfoy and Granger have formed a sort of friendship over time. They manage to squeeze lunch at their respective restaurants at least twice a month each. Add a dash of confusion, meddling friends and love and the potion is in the brew.

1. Chapter 1

Mr. Granger and Mrs. Malfoy

Chapter One: Dinner Dates and the Affairs After

by princecharmprincesswit

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The usual disclaimers apply, and will be applied to the rest of the story: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and all the idea, characters, worlds, spells, -what have you- pertaining to it. Ideas that are not recognizable are mine.

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Chapter One

Hermione Granger smiled graciously across the table and looked into the eyes of her dinner date. His eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, which Hermione decided, were absolutely adorable.

"-and that is the basically what I do." He finished with a dazzling beam of bright, straight pearly whites, after a succinct, yet sweet explanation about his work in a famous and highly regarded wizarding law firm.

Hermione further decided that she liked being dazzled by teeth that would make her dentist parents proud, and leaned further into the table and proceeded to dazzle him, too.

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Draco Malfoy grinned wolfishly at the foxy lady before him, and leaned nearer into the table, where the glow of the candlelight shimmered in her eyes and cast shadows in her hair. She was telling him about her brood of kittens, recently acquired and currently well loved by her soft cat-blankets.

"Would you care to meet them, Draco?"

Draco decided if he truly wanted to allow this relationship to progress as it usually did, direct to the bedroom, or perhaps to a more meaningful path.

But his beautiful date, with a reckless sparkle in her eyes, leaned further into the table, pouted and did a funny motion to her upper half that set her girls moving in a manner not quite to be laughed at, and… poor Draco's attempts at gallantry and chivalry went flying out the window on his new FleetWing Z: Super Limited Edition that he had just gotten by special transaction with Swedish broomakers of The Fleet.

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Hermione sighed contentedly, with a smile on her lips, her head nestled in the crook of his shoulder. His black silk blanket covered them form the sweet spring breezes.

"That was extra-ordinary, love," and he kissed the top of her head.

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"Oh, baby, that was great."

Draco smiled crookedly to the darkness and said, "It gets better. Want to test my theory?"

She laughed delightedly and a little bit breathlessly and dove back in.