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Chapter 2- A Conversation with Malfoy

Hermione had suddenly realized who he was.

"Malfoy?"

He nodded, and grinned at her. Hermione glanced at Angelina, who looked surprised. What on earth was Malfoy doing, talking to
them? And why had he called her 'Hermione'?

"You look better than I've ever seen you before, Hermione," Malfoy said, "what made you suddenly realize how ugly you were?"

"Shut up, Malfoy," Hermione replied. "And why are you calling me 'Hermione'? Shouldn't you be calling me 'Weasley'?"

"Oh yeah," Malfoy said, "you're Weasel King's wife. Can I call you Weasel Queen, then?"

"No," Hermione snapped. "Come on, Malfoy. This isn't school. We're older now, why can't we be civilized? Besides, Voldemort is
dead. All the houses are reunited now."

"Yeah, Malfoy, give her a break," Angelina cut in, "it's been fifteen years since you last saw her. There's no need for rudeness."

"God, you two are stupid," Malfoy said, "of course I know the houses are reunited. Can't I be allowed to joke around?"

"And you think making fun of my husband is funny?" Hermione asked coldly.

"Well, he IS Weasel King," Malfoy answered with a smirk. Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"Alright, alright," Malfoy gave in. "I can be nice to you for a change."

"That's good news," Hermione said. Malfoy grinned again, and looked her up and down.

"Your dress is nice," he told her. "It reminds me of the one you wore to the yule ball."

"Yeah, Ron said this colour suits me."

"It does. How is life with the Weasley?"

"It's good. We have two children, a daughter called Rose and a son called Hugo."

"God...Weasley, a father. That's hard to believe," Malfoy said. Hermione smiled.

"So what about you? Do you have a family?"

"Yeah, I have a son called Scorpius. I'm not sure where my wife is, though. I should introduce you two."

"When were you married?"

"About five years ago."

Hermione's heart suddenly dropped. She had completely forgotten that Malfoy was married. But wait..why was her heart dropping,
anyway? It wasn't like she'd ever had any feelings for him. Or had she?

"Are you alright?" Malfoy asked. "You look kind of funny."

"Oh," Hermione answered, breaking her train of thought. "Yeah, I'm alright."

"Hey look, it's your husband," Malfoy said. Hermione looked around, and saw Ron in a deep conversation with Lavender Brown.
Hermione felt strange as she watched her husband talk with his old girlfriend.

"I wonder what they're talking about," he said. "Didn't they use to go out?"

"Yeah, but that was only because Ron wanted to make me jealous," Hermione replied. "But whatever. I'm way over that."

Malfoy nodded. "Want to get a drink with me?" He asked. "It's getting kind of hot in here." Hermione thought he saw him check her
body out, his eyes glancing over her hips and chest.

The two of them walked over to the table where people were serving themselves drinks. Malfoy looked around and caught his wife's
eye. Hermione looked over at her, too, and saw that she was a thin, pretty woman with long shiny blonde hair and green eyes.

"Alexandra!" Malfoy called to her. Alexandra looked up and saw her husband. She made her way through the people around them,
and came up to Malfoy and Hermione with a glass of champagne in her hand.

"Alexandra, I'd like to introduce you to Hermione Grang...I mean Weasley. She was a classmate of mine when I went here."

"It's nice to meet you," Alexandra said to Hermione, as she shook her hand. Hermione smiled back, but felt slightly envious. Malfoy's wife was so pretty, it was almost sickening. There was no way Malfoy would ever think of her as gorgeous like that.

"Alexandra is a model," Malfoy explained. Oh, so that's why she was so pretty, Hermione thought. Alexandra was looking very
angelic in a soft white strapless dress, with diamond earrings hanging from her ears. Malfoy slipped his arm around her waist and kissed
her cheek. Hermione quickly sipped some of her champagne, not knowing what else to do. Where was Ron when she needed him?

"There you are, Hermione!" Someone said from behind her. Hermione turned around to see Harry, and smiled at him.

"Have you been looking for me?" She asked. Harry was about to answer, but he stared at Malfoy instead.

"Why on earth are you talking to him?" He whispered. Hermione shrugged. "I don't know, he just decided to be nice to me. That's all."

"Hello, Potter," Malfoy said, interrupting their whispering. "It's been a long time."

"Hello, Malfoy," Harry replied, without smiling at him. "How is life treating you?"

"Very well, thanks," Malfoy said. "Have you met my gorgeous wife, Alexandra?"

Harry looked at the witch beside him. She was almost as tall as Malfoy. She smiled at him and held out her hand.

"So you're Harry Potter!" She said. "It's such a pleasure to meet you!"

"Thanks," Harry replied.

"Alexandra's a model for one of the top most popular fashion companies in France," Malfoy bragged. "I met her there three years after
I graduated during a trip in Paris."

"That's nice," Harry said. "I hope you two have a nice life together. C'mon, Hermione, let's go find your husband."

"I'll see you around, Malfoy," Hermione said over her shoulder as she turned to leave.

"Alright, then," Malfoy replied, watching his old classmates go.

Harry and Hermione met up with Dean and Seamus, who were chatting to Ginny and Ron.

"Hermione, you look amazing!" Seamus complimented. "It's so good to see you again!"

"You too, Seamus, and Dean!" Hermione said, hugging them both. "I've missed you!"

"We were just talking about Neville and Luna's wedding," Ginny explained, "they're coming, too!"

"Yeah. Amazing, isn't it?" Dean said. "I never thought I'd see Neville get married!"

"I know," Hermione replied. She looked over her shoulder once more at Malfoy and his wife, who were now talking to people she didn't
recognize. Stop it, she thought to herself, you have no right to feel like this about him. You never even LIKED him. But why now?
You were never friends with him. You should be happy about Ron. You're supposed to be in love with HIM...

But Hermione just ended up leaving the castle feeling confused and even a little different.