AN: This is my Dramione Story. I'm not sure when it takes place, but Draco and Hermione are adults. I would just like to say that I am not obsessed with crime shows or stuff like that, but all my ideas and stories so far (2. Lot of stories, Hermione.) have to do with crime and stuff like that. I'm more of a romantic comedy type of person. Yay. Please don't be mean, this idea just popped into my head, and I'm very sorry if it stinks. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hermione or Draco, I just think they're cute together!
"Jess? Is that you making all that noise? I'm trying to work!" Hermione called to her roommate, Jessica Fletcher. Jess was a muggle-born, and was always happy and optimistic; though she was overly-perky most of the time. But Hermione needed another person in her flat so she could afford to pay the rent, and Jess was the least-horrid out of all the people she had interviewed... So here she was now!
Or was she? Hermione called for Jess again, and she didn't answer. What was that noise, then? Hermione became worried and decided to look in Jess's bedroom. "Jess? Are you in here? I need you to quiet down, I'm-" Hermione got cut off when she looked down. She screamed and fainted. Hermione Granger, fainting? She doesn't faint! But could you really blame her? Because what she saw down there was awful, absolutely terrible. Jess would never be quieter, now.
Jessica Fletcher was dead.
AN: sorry about the short chapter! They'll be longer from now on, I promise!