A/N: I eventually want to pair Hermione with all of the Weasley brothers, because I think that something in her personality compliments every single one of them, but I just finished a Hermione/Charlie story, and I need a break from the crazy world that is the Weasley's. So I'm going to do a Draco/Hermione pairing. Please take time and read Your's Truly, Hermione, and I'm Yours. They are my babies, and the wonderful reviews I got from I'm Yours is what motivated me to finally finish it after two years and to immediately start another one. I really hope that you will take the time to review this story too, a little motivation to keep me going ::wink, wink::. I hope you like.

Oh by the way, this is AU after DH. Everything up to this point has followed the books. Kay? Any questions let me know!

-Courtney

Disclaimer: It's the traditional, these aren't my characters, not my world, and I am not accepting money or any other monetary favors for this story. The brilliant JK Rowling is responsible for the incredible world of Harry Potter, and I gladly bow to her.

Chapter One

Draco sighed. Potter on the front page. Again. Big flipping deal. Something caught his eye and he picked it up again. The headline read, "Chosen One Marries Childhood Sweetheart" Potter was wearing dark dress robes and his arm lovingly wrapped around Ginny Weasley's waist. The bride looked stunning in a simple white dress. Next to Potter was of course, Ron Weasley. He was grinning, although there was a touch of tension to it.

Draco realized why when he saw the maid of honor, the face that made him pick back up the paper. Hermione Granger. He almost didn't recognize her. Her once unmanageable curls now laid just past her shoulders, pinned back on the sides. Her petite figure was perfect in a tea length halter dress. Her smile was also tight around the corners.

He remembered all the headlines of the gossip column when Granger and Weasley had broken up. Ron had broken off their engagement, citing he wasn't ready, only to be seen out and about with Luna Lovegood a week later. Draco's father had clucked his tongue at the news. "That Weasley boy wasn't good enough for a witch like her."

Draco's father had finally seen at the downfall of the Dark Lord that Muggleborns were no different than Purebloods. He had come to admire Granger. Lucius corresponded with her often, forever sending her books from the Malfoy library that helped her with her research. Granger was working deep in the Department of Mysteries, and Draco had his suspicions as to what she was doing, but kept quiet, because if he was correct, her findings would revolutionize the wizarding community.

Draco went on to work in a completely un-Draco like field. He worked in the Department of Magical Cooperation in the International Magical Office of Law. His current project was setting out a set of laws regarding the welfare of house-elves. His aunt killing Dobby in his seventh year made him realize how he had been treating his house-elves. Which was inexcusable. There lives centered around making their master's happy, and until this, he thought of them as nothing but a piece of property. They had feelings too, and they obviously had dreams. Dobby's loyalty to Potter shocked him, because Dobby had been his house elf. But Potter had been the one that had shown him kindness, not Draco.

His father had been a little slower to come around to that way of thinking, but when Draco showed him Winky, Bart Crouch's old house-elf, and how miserable she still was years later after being handed clothes, Lucius stood by his son and gave all of their staff a day off a week. He tried to pay them, but the money ended back up in the vault. Draco supposed that baby steps would be the best way to change the house-elves way of thinking.

Draco held no more bitterness towards the Golden Trio. After all, they saved his life twice during the battle of Hogwarts. It was Narcissa who lied to the Dark Lord and told him that Harry was indeed dead. When the Ministry came for them, it was Harry and Hermione who stood up in court and said that Draco refused to confirm their identity to Death Eaters, and that they took no part in the battle. Harry went even further claiming that Draco had aleady become disillusioned with the Dark Lord on the night of Dumbledore's death. He said that he was positive that any actions during the second war were done in protection of his and his parent's lives and not on behalf of Voldemort. The Malfoy's were set free.

Many still suspiciously watched them, but the easy interaction between Granger and his father at Ministry functions, and his own work showed the world that the Malfoy's had indeed changed.

Lucius came strolling in, wearing a pair of crisp black slacks, and an emerald knit sweater over a starched white dress shirt. He was coming to admire the muggle fashion designers, and thought that their clothing was far more comfortable than robes all of the time. His long white-blonde hair was pulled back with a black hair-tie. He poured himself a cup of tea and sat across the table from his son.

"Good morning Draco. Have you seen your mother?" Draco picked up a strawberry Danish.

"She's out in the rose garden. She was muttering something about shades of white."

Lucius chuckled. "She's had a hard time getting them back to white since you turned them green when you were two. They are getting close to the pristine white that she wants." He picked up the paper and clucked his tongue. "Hermione doesn't look very happy does she?"

Draco shrugged as he chewed a bite of Danish. He swallowed, "Either does Weasley."

Lucius opened the paper and hummed to himself. Finally he spoke, "How is work going?"

Draco stood up. "Great, in fact I need to get to the office and see if the final drafts of the act are done. Hopefully I can get them to Kingsley's office this afternoon. I'll see you at dinner, Father."

Lucius folded the paper down so he could look at Draco, "Don't be late Hermione and the Potters are joining us for a celebratory dinner since we couldn't make their wedding."

Draco sighed, Lucius turned down the invitation stating Harry had done enough for the Malfoy family and he didn't want to turn their wedding into a rumor mill simply by being there. "All right, see you tonight."

Draco apparated into the lobby and ran right into someone. And who should it be? Of course today of all days he would have to run into Harry Potter.