Hey. I'm new to this, so I would love some feedback... I'm just coming up with this from the top of my head, so I didn't really plan any of this ahead of time.
Although you would think Hermione would end up working at the Ministry, she wasn't. The Ministry just made too many mistakes with Harry and Dumbledore and all that. She didn't want to be part of that. Instead, she was a teacher at Hogwarts and the teacher for Gryffindor. She taught History of Magic. She loved the job. The kids actually respected her and she loved passing knowledge on.
Unfortunately, she barely ever saw her old friends anymore and she rarely kept in touch with them. They were all too busy. Harry and Ginny were currently on their honeymoon, but even when they come back, they'll be working their important jobs at the Ministry. Things didn't work out with Ronald. He was just.. A jerk sometimes. Insensitive. Whatever. But she didn't have any particular somebody that she was attracted to either. But she liked it that way.
Another great thing. The Slytherins no longer had a reputation for being evil assholes. They were respected. The students placed into the Slytherins weren't little shits either. Some of them were nasty and rude, but there were some of those kids in all the houses. The bad thing about the Slytherin house, was Draco Malfoy. He was the teacher in Slytherin. He taught Defense Against the Dark Arts.
He may have changed from when they attended school, but he still annoyed the crap out of her sometimes. With his sneer, his smirk, his grin. All full of cockiness. He just thought he was so amazing. She didn't know why. He just did. Yes, he was a very good wizard, but he wasn't the best. But they always ended up conversing and actually hanging out since they didn't know the other teachers. And, some of the 7th year girls were always fawning over him. Yeah, he was one of the youngest teachers, he was admittedly kind of handsome, but they didn't know him. She hated how girls had crushed on men just because they think he's hot. Like the Muggles with some teenage boy singer. What was his name? Justin Beaver? Odd name. Wait. It was Beiber. Whatever. Draco was definitely more attractive looking than that boy. Did she really just think that? Oh well.
Anyway, it was in the evening, the first day of winter vacation. The teachers didn't go home. It was after dinner and they were in Hermione's room, drinking some glasses of champaign. First, they talked about school, all their work. Then about the past. Sometimes they got carried away and drank too much, then Draco would stumble back to his room, trying not to let the students see him like that. That would be a bad example.
"I can't believe you!" Hermione laughed after Draco just told her a recent event. Draco was such an idiot. He was such a boy. The wine was already fogging her mind. She still had her barings, though. They were sitting next to each other on a couch. Then she said something she's said multiple times before, but it never loses its meaning. "I wish we could have been able to talk like this when we were in school," she sighed.
Draco smirked. Darn that smirk. It made her feel weird. She had a mix of emotions when she saw it. More so when she was drinking, though. "But remember, I was a total ass," he replied, looking at her.
She smiled back. "Yeah, you were," she said.
She put down her glass. She didn't want to get too drunk. We learned that the hard way. Well really they both did when they were talking more about the past and they couldn't stop drinking. They ran through 4 bottles of wine. They ended up doing things they would NEVER do if they were sober. They started kissing. Well, making out. No, they didn't sleep together, but they got frighteningly close. They were both shirtless. It was only when he started tugging off her skirt when they barely came to just enough to stop and for him to leave. Even then, they didn't let that stop them from hanging out. They just acted like it never happened. Besides the part where they both stop drinking after a point.
From then on, they both took gulps of the wine occasionally, but they were slowing down. They sat in silence for a while after talking about the past, when Draco spoke up, staring ahead. It was clear they were both pretty drunk. More drunk than they preferred. "Tell the truth. What did you think of me?" he slurred.
She looked at him, slightly surprised he would ask that. "Well, I thought you were an obnoxious, self centered, conceited, smug ass," she replied. To her surprised, he laughed at that.
"That's pretty accurate," he said. He looked at her, his face serious. Was it just her or was the face a little seductive as well?
"Um.. Well now I know you're different. You're sweet, caring, funny..."
"You know I'm sorry for calling you a you know what. I'm more sorry about that than anything else," he said, their facing unconsciously drawing nearer to each other. Well, that wasn't completely true. There was one other thing that he regretted more than anything.
Hermione nodded. "Of course I know," she said. That's when they both closed their eyes at the same time and let their lips meet.