This is my first attempt at writing a Harry Potter fic. Truthfully, the fics here intimidate me because they're so amazing and I could never write that good. Anyways, this will be a very short series, focusing on a love triangle between H/Hr/D, consisting of 7-8 chapters. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I own Harry Potter, then Romione wouldn't have happened and neither would've Harry/Ginny. But they did. So no, I own nothing cool unfortunately. But props to J.K. Rowling though!

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
Skinny Love - Bon Iver

"Draco, have you seen my planner?" Hermione Granger walked to his desk and asked him with sad big brown eyes.

"No," was all he answered without looking up.

"I haven't seen it all morning though I swear I've put it in my bag," she said sadly. "I couldn't find it anywhere near my desk," her head motioned far across the office to where her desk was.

"So you expect it to be running around the office?" Draco Malfoy mocked her finally looking up to her with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Ha, ha, Draco," Hermione put her hand on her hip, "I might've dropped it somewhere."

"And how might I have a clue to what your little notebook looks like?" he lied, of course he knew what her agenda looks like. Hermione shrugged still looking down. Draco felt almost sorry but rolled his eyes instead, "Have you tried summoning it?"

"You don't actually think I haven't tried that a million times already, do you?" she said unbelievably. "And besides you need to know the general area of where the object is and I haven't got a clue. So yes, Draco, I've tried summoning it, it obviously didn't work."

"Well sorry then, just trying to be helpful here, Granger. Why can't you just get a new planner?"

"Draco," she said in a pleading tone. "My whole life is in that planner."

"Then get a new life."

Hermione folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at him, "I can't believe I just wasted 5 minutes of my life trying to get you to help me. I should've known better. I'm sorry if I disturbed you, Malfoy." She turned around and walked away.

Draco stared at her slim figure as she walked. The white blouse and gray skirt she chose that day complimented her lean figure very well. Draco saw her head still looking around the room as she ran her hand through her hair a couple of times. It took everything Draco had to just sit there and pretend he doesn't care. Apparently everything he had wasn't enough. He soon found himself walking over to her and tapped her shoulder, "Why don't I help you look. I have nothing better to do anyway."

Hermione smiled, "Thank you Draco."

Draco tried not to smile back as he rubbed the back of his neck. He said in the most casual way, "Well if you can't summon it from wherever you've tried summoning it from, then it must not be there."

"I think that's very obvious," Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Well doesn't that just cut off a dozen possible locations?"

Hermione stopped at her tracks, "You make a good point. But that only means we still have a dozen more possible locations."

"Still, it is progress. I'm not a loon you know," Draco pouted.

"That doesn't make you a genius either," Hermione laughed.

"Well neither are you," Draco scoffed lightly.

A tint of pink reached Hermione's cheeks as her eyes grew a bit. She had been so used to hearing Harry and Ron calling her a genius every time they're together, she almost forgot she isn't actually one. But she regained her cool and simply said, "I know that Malfoy."

Draco laughed, and Hermione looked at him as if he was crazy for laughing over absolutely nothing. "What is it?"

"You're mad because I said that you're not a genius," Draco said.

"I'm not mad!"

"Did you realize that when you're at the very least civil to me you call me Draco, and then when you get angry at me, you call me Malfoy instead?" Draco told her. "It's pretty clear that you're upset because of what I said earlier."

Hermione closed her open mouth and even smiled a bit as she said, "Am I that obvious?"

"Most of times you are, but I like you that way," he said and his eyes grew as he realized what had just slipped through his lips. He cursed himself in his head.

"What did you just say?" Hermione asked, not sure she heard right.

"I said," Draco continued as he thought of a good comeback that would get her off his back. "I said I like you better when you're being obvious because at least then you don't make me want to kick myself for not understanding you Granger."

"Oh," Hermione said but then she smiled at him as she joked, "Funny, I could've sworn I heard you said you liked me."

"As if, Granger," he rolled his eyes.

"I have a first name, Draco," she was still smiling.

"Yes, Hermione," he went along. "Unlike you, whatever I call you doesn't tell anything about what I'm thinking of you. Doesn't matter anyway, we're looking for your agenda, remember?"

Hermione shook her head as a sign that she was going to focus though she was still smiling, "Right you are."

They were across the long room when they reached Hermione's work desk. Draco saw a book with black leather case sitting on top of it. He narrowed his eyes to make sure he wasn't just seeing anything, "Isn't that the agenda you were looking for Hermione?"

Hermione barely looked at it before saying, "Why yes! Yes it is."

Draco didn't understand what just happened, "B—But, that means it's been on your desk this whole time? Why didn't you see it then?"

Hermione shrugged slightly, "It must've slipped my sight I suppose. Thank you for your help Draco. Although it appears that perhaps all you did was just walk me to my desk." Hermione smiled secretively, as if it wasn't obvious enough that she was just messing with him.

Apparently it wasn't obvious enough to Draco, he grinned and shook his head, "See times like these are times when I do want to kick myself for not understanding whatever you've just said or done Granger."

Hermione sat on her chair and rested her chin on her hands as she said, "Well then you must be a loon after all Malfoy."

.....

It was terrible at first when he realized she was working in the Ministry as well. Needless to say, it was aggravating when he found out they were working in the same department. They never really got along. Even after the war they were barely civil with each other. He's hated her all his childhood and he assumed the feeling was mutual.

In their seventh year back at Hogwarts, she started acting a bit nicer to him. Smiled at him a couple of times here and there—she was the only one who had even the slightest faith that he would change after the war. And he did of course. He stopped hating her, but that doesn't mean he's close to liking her.

As much as he could, he tried to wipe away all bad memories of his past. Lost contact with almost everyone he knew back in Hogwarts. A few of them he was still friends with like Blaise Zabini. But amongst them all, he made sure he didn't want anything more to do with Gryffindors—especially those three. But now he was stuck in the same job with her. He's considered in not taking the job plenty of times, he finally decided to just go along with it.

At the first day of work, when he sat down on his desk early in the morning, he noticed a pair of eyes looking towards him. He knew it was Hermione Granger who was looking at him. There was no one else in the room that early in the morning besides them. In his head he kept hoping that she wouldn't dare walk over to him. She did.

"Draco Malfoy, I didn't know we were going to be working in the same department. I look forward to working with you Draco," she smiled at him. He refused to look up at her, which caused her smile to turn into a frown. "Don't act as if you don't know me Malfoy. I'm trying to be nice here, the least you could do is say the same thing back to me."

Draco barely looked at her when he said, "I'm sorry, could you keep it down? I'm trying to work here."

"You're not working on anything Malfoy. If you were going to lie, lie better," she said. He stayed silent. She groaned and folded her arms, "Well fine then, if you're insisting that we act as if we don't know each other WE WILL!"

She stomped her foot in a dramatic way and walked away. Draco felt relieved that he wouldn't have to deal with her anymore. But then she did the unexpected. She turned around and walked back to his desk with a smile on her face. She offered him her hand and said in the most cheerful way, "Hello there, I'm Hermione Granger."

Draco stared at her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm introducing my self of course! It's what people do when they've never met each other," she explained. "Go on then, your turn. What's your name?"

He stayed quiet for a bit before playing along, "I'm Draco Malfoy."

Hermione grabbed his hand and shook it real hard, "Pleased to meet you, Draco. I look forward to working with you."

Draco almost laughed at this and thought he should say, "I look forward to working with you too." But instead he found himself saying, "Can't say the same for you, Granger."

Hermione on the other hand did in fact laugh at the familiarity of what he just said. "Oh but Mr. Malfoy, why would you say so? We barely know each other," she teased and he actually laughed a little.

It wasn't long after that first re-encounter with her that he suddenly felt good with having her around. She was funny and smart and he liked talking to her because of that. They started to become more and more friendlier towards each other even though they still pretend as if they dislike each other.

Sometimes they would have their coffee breaks together and just hang out. Teases and jokes were still thrown here and there, but that was how they felt comfortable with each other. Because admit it, if they were too nice with each other, it would be weird.

And then it only took him 3 and a half months to realize that he actually liked Hermione Granger as a person.

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