~Draco~

I am sitting in this posh restaurant, the kind that serves bad food for a high price, and you have to wear dress robes. And once again my best friends, Harry and Ron are late for our monthly get together dinner.

Sitting alone in this kind of restaurant is the worst because this kind of restaurant means posh, stuck-up mid-forties lonely housewives throwing themselves at me. I knew if Granger was picking the restaurant this was how it was going to end up.

Ugh…Granger…correction, Granger is the worst. She's the most stuck up, bookwormish bitch I've ever met. I know it sounds cold but that's the only way to describe her.

And as if on queue…here is the bookworm in the flesh. I should have known she'd be the second to arrive, she's always the second to arrive.

I think the other guys plan it that they way because of their ridiculous obsession with attempting to get us together. Like that's going to happen.

She walked to the host and asked him something. He pointed in my direction. She looked at me and raised her eyebrow in an annoyed manner.

I couldn't help but notice her attire as she walked across the room towards our table. She wore a tight short black dress that shows off her curves (as much as I hate to acknowledge that she haves curves)..And her dress didn't give off a sleazy appeal but a sexy one.

I also noticed that almost every guy in the restaurant turned their heads and stared at her as she walked in the room. Hermione, being socially ignorant was oblivious to the attention she was receiving. "Not again…I told them not to be late." She said in a very annoyed tone that annoyed the hell out of me.
"Are you still talking?" I replied in a bored tone. She glared at me while sitting down. The waiter came over to our table; he had a thick French accent.

"Bonjour! I am your waizer, Sebastian. What can I git for ou zir et dis' belle ohver here.'" he asked as he leaned down to gaze at Hermione. She smiled warmly at him and replied, "a water with lemon….we are waiting for others to arrive."

"Ahh…I zee, ou' are double dating.", he said impassively.

"No.. just waiting for our friends" Hermione corrected.

"Zo… ou' are not ztaken?" he asked. I was getting very annoyed at this point. Hermione shook her head to say no. " A woman, az beautiful az ou', iz not taken?", he asked as if shocked. Granger blushed and shook her head again. I was incredibly annoyed at this point.

"Excuse me waiter…. but can you please do your job instead of pathetically trying to pick up girls… god it's not like your job is THAT tough." I said in an annoyed tone.

"Zorry zir, forgot about ou', what do ou' need?" he asked in a colder tone. "Nothing.. just waiting for you to ask", I said in a bored tone. Great, another outburst, now I have to check my food for saliva.

Sebastian walked away briskly. Hermione glared at me and crossed her arms.

"You really are a pompous git, you know that?" she said angrily.

"No, I didn't thanks for telling me", I replied.

"Oh..ha..ha..can't you pretend to be a civil person for five seconds before acting a total arse?" she whispered angrily.

"Oh…sorry for sending off your loser French waiter boy to the kitchens, I know that was your only chance of any type of relationship. But I just couldn't help myself." I said just to have the satisfaction of annoying her.
"Oh please…I was just being civil, you know what civil is right, the thing that your not! God you're just like your father." I decided to ignore that last bit, but it took all my self control not to strangle her.
"Alright book worm I got it, you love the waiter. Just can't see why he loves you, I mean you have to be the most annoying bitch on this planet, and my eyes are practically bleeding from sitting here looking at you for so long", I said seething in a low tone.

A hint of hurt showed in her eyes, but as quickly as it came it was replaced with fury. I saw her hazel eyes turn chocolate and I knew she was about to say some words.

Just as she opened her mouth to retort, Ginny and Harry sat down at the table.
"Let me guess...another fight, am I right?" Ginny said in an amused manner. I immediately cooled down but I still had the sensation to hex Granger.
Granger huffed and crossed her arms again as Sebastian strolled towards the table. He placed Granger's water down gently then asked for our orders.

All in all, the day went okay- fighting with Granger always seems to brighten my day, especially when I have the last word in.

~*~

~Hermione~

After the inevitable fight at the get together yesterday, I did not want to see anything that reminded me of Draco Malfoy. But apparently the gods are against me.

Soon as I strolled into St. Mungo's Narcissa Black, Head Healer, came right up to me. Since my parents died in my last year if Hogwarts, five years ago, Narcissa has been like a mother to me.

She changed her last name back to her maiden name after Lucius was murdered by the Order, happy to be finally rid of the arranged marriage.

She had helped the Order, along with Draco, to take down Voldemort and end the second war. Even though she changed for the good, her son was still a major prat.

"Hermione, honey. You don't work today", Narcissa said in a surprised tone.

"I know, I just didn't feel like being at home today. I feel like working. You don't have to pay me for this shift", I replied.

"Nonsense, I've never seen such a workaholic in my life. I will be off in about five minutes, how about we leave and do something together?"

"Okay, then I can tell you about the fight your arrogant son and I had."

"Again?!"

"I love you Narcissa, but your son is a bloody git."

"Alright, you can tell me all about it later. Meet me at my Manor, I have some last minute briefing to do." She said as she walked away. I apparated to the manor. It wasn't how you'd expect it to be.

Five years ago it was dark, stony, and looked like the castle in Beauty and the Beast. But since Lucius's death, Narcissa has been working to lift the mansion's aura non-stop.

She cut down many of the forest trees and replaced the empty spaces with numerous gardens. She turned a huge part of the land into an apple orchard and a play park for the neighborhood children. Now, Malfoy Manor was a very lovely place to be. The house itself could lift anyone's spirits.

I walked into the home and went to the unfinished garden in the courtyard. I knew she probably wanted me to help her with this one. A few minutes later, Narcissa apparated into the courtyard.

"Are you thirsty?" she asked.

"Yes, a little", I answered. She levitated a pitcher of Iced Tea into the courtyard, which was followed by two cups and a small bowl of lemon slices. Ever since I introduced her to muggle Iced Tea, she has been addicted to it.

After sipping our drinks we began to garden. On our hands and knees we chatted about different things varying from the theories of Merlin to the newest rock band to hit number one on the wireless charts. Finally, Narcissa decided to stop beating around the bush.

"So how exactly did the fight start?", she asked with a knowing look on her face.

"I was talking to our waiter in a friendly manner, when your son rudely interrupted saying that he wished that he could stop flirting with me and do his 'unchallenging' job."

"Sounds like he was jealous", she said amusingly. I looked at her in disbelief.

"Your son doesn't have a jealous bone in his body, he's too arrogant. And even if he did, he wouldn't waste it on me."

Narcissa started laughing. "It's not funny!" I said affronted.

She nodded but still was in a fit of giggling. "Of course it's not dear", she said in an amused tone. She continued to giggle.

I growled and crossed my arms over my chest and attempted to keep a straight face. But Narcissa had a laugh that could make anyone smile. And soon I was laughing right with her.

"What's so funny?" said the very man we were just talking about. Draco Malfoy stood leaning against the glass doorway with his arms crossed. Narcissa and I immediately stopped laughing.

"How are you dear, are you hungry?" Narcissa asked him.

"Mum, why did you owl me to come over?" he asked in annoyed tone, while staring directly at me.

"You owled him over, and you didn't tell me?" I asked angrily.

"Must you two act like children, I would have thought that going through a war would mature you both some but apparently I was wrong." Narcissa said while sighing.

Hermione and Draco didn't hear the last comment because they were too engrossed with each other.

"What do you mean she didn't tell you? She doesn't have to tell you anything. She's not your mother!" Draco said angrily.

"She's the closest thing I have to one, and she knows to keep us apart at least a week after a fight."

"Sorry, not everyone lives by the book like you, Granger"

"Shut up…just shut up! You big headed arse hole"

"Language, Granger…Language. We don't want the insufferable know-it-all to have a bad reputation, now do we?"

"Wow…insufferable know-it-all, did you think that up all by yourself Captain cliché?"

"I can see why you wanted that waiter so bad…Who else would want such a bitter bitch?!"

"Draco! You apologize right now!" Narcissa hissed.

"Oh, he doesn't have to apologize. I'm leaving.", I declared.

"No, I'm leaving", Draco hissed.

"No, I am." We were now fighting our way to the door.

"Both of you stop, NOW!" Narcissa yelled.

Hermione and Draco paused and looked at her.

"You two are behaving like children", Narcissa said admonishingly.

"I know, I'm sorry Narcissa", I said apologetically.

"Sorry, mum." Draco mumbled.

"Er…I'll owl you later, Narcissa." I said guiltily. I walked out of the courtyard and apparated home to my apartment.