Chapter 2 it is...

Once again I do not OWN anything! 'cept the stuff you dont recognize

Hermione walked slowly down the empty sidewalk taking long drags from the cigarette that was dangling between her fingers.

She let her large brown eyes gaze around at her surroundings and tried not to scream at the beautiful scenery provided by the small park.

She loved it here on most days, she was only a few blocks away from her and Harry's flat and she decided to wait a while today before heading home since she knew she couldn't smoke around the little girl that was supposed to arrive today, and she desperately needed a smoke.

She had seen him again. Through the window of a small café, with another one. Most likely another mindless one that would fulfill his needs far better than she could ever hope to. She had seen him so much lately, every time with a different girl. As though he were flaunting them in front of her, showing her how much he didn't want her.

Yes, she had seen him working his charm to seduce the idiot that sat before him giggling stupidly and taking for granted the fact that she had managed to catch the attention of something golden.

Much like Hermione had done, before she willingly lost him.

For the good of everyone else, of course.

Hermione scoffed loudly as she took another long drag and blew the smoke into the chilling breeze that mocked her with its freedom.

She remembered everything about him, even now after 2 years. She was addicted to him. His every essence, but mostly to his passion.

The raw passion that flowed through his every pour and sparked the fire that was hidden inside her.

She was hooked and she couldn't get her mind off that one night that changed her forever. Just before Harry managed to defeat Voldemort by finding and destroying all the horcruxes.

She was with Harry and Ron they just destroyed another horcrux, they had already lost so many allies and she needed to get away from it all for just one night.

She remember wandering around trying to find something that would distract her. She found a strange bar that attracted her with the loud music coming from inside.

She saw the stage and the pit of people thrashing around. She fought through the sea of people and made her way to the bar. She sat down and ordered herself a drink that she had heard her alcoholic uncle swear by.

Sipping the thick liquid she let herself become immersed in the music. Setting down her drink she noticed another tall pretty glass with red and orange liquid swirled around in it with a cherry at the bottom.

She glanced up at the bartender who looked like a poof by the way he was standing. He winked at her and leaned in.

"From the handsome bloke over there" he said raising his sculpted eyebrow toward the other side of the bar.

Hermione turned hesitantly and saw a shadowed figure whose face was covered by wild wavy black hair. She made out a nice lean body through the tight jacket he was wearing and she trailed her eyes along his graceful neck that was disrupted by his bulging Adam's apple to his strong and sculpted jaw line.

She reverted her eyes back to the giddy bartender with confusion written in her eyes.

" he said a pretty and sweet girl like you should have a pretty and sweet drink" he said to her smiling again.

'How irritating' Hermione thought rolling her eyes.

Hermione glanced at the drink again and took a sip. It was surprisingly sweet and she couldn't taste the alcohol at all. The surprise must have showed on her face because the bartender laughed at her and took away her first drink.

She kept drinking the beautiful creation that was slowly lulling her senses and she couldnt help but love it so much more for that.

"Shouldn't you be fighting Death Eaters and saving the world Miss Granger" she heard a deep voice whisper in her ear.

She turned around viciously and her hand flew to her pocket to grip her wand. She tensed when she felt his gentle hand reach in after hers and lift her wrist up while leaning in toward her ear again.

"Now you don't want to blast me away into a million pieces in front of all these muggles. That would be breaking the rules, now drink your drink that I got for you and be the good girl that I know you are" he said placing her arm back in her lap and gently running his hand up her arm.

She recognized his voice in a second. The husky and slightly accented tone that haunted her in Arithmacy throughout sixth year..

She turned her brown eyes that were slightly glazed with drunken haze to the seventeen year old boy behind her. He was standing there drilling his indigo eyes into hers.

"Come with me" he whispered reaching for her hand.

"No" she said stubbornly turning back to the bar where the bartender was watching with interested eyes.

" please" his whispered again with that delicious voice of his and she could feel herself caving in.

Hermione was ripped out of her memory when she felt something snatch her burning cigarette from her hand.

She looked up and nearly choked on her own spit. There he was taking a drag from her cigarette while his eyes bored into hers making her feel naked and exposed like she did that night.

"You know these things can kill you." he drawled letting white smoke escape from his enticing mouth.

"Yes actually I do know but I'm a witch whose got more things to worry about than lung cancer" she said snatching it back, accidently letting their hands touch. She fought the shiver of pleasure that ran down her spine from feeling his hand and collected herself by taking another drag.

"Was there something you wanted Zabini?" she asked refusing to look at him and opting to stare at the falling leaves.

"Nothing in particular. I just saw you walking alone... entrapped in your own mind, so I decided to come and say hello to an old friend" he said smirking in that signature Slytherin way.

"We're old friends now huh?" She asked giving him a sidelong glance.

"Well, yes it has been .. What two years? That's a long time for two friends not to talk" he said matter of factly.

"You well know, the reason we haven't spoken Blaise" she mumbled.

"Ah yes, How is dear Victor Krum by the way" he asked sarcastically.

"We broke up" she said casually. Still refusing to let her eyes wander to him, and trying to regain some control.

" Really now, have you and Potter realized your undying love for one another yet?" he asked mockingly causing her to laugh.

She continued laughing and spared herself a glance at the man before her.

Yes he was a man, he towered over her with stunning grace and a well built body that she knew all too well from memory. His wavy black hair rested elegantly slightly below his ears. His handsome face was so prefect he looked like he had been chiseled from stone and those familiar dark blue eyes, almost purple with the lust filled look he was giving her at the moment.

She fought another wave of pleasure course through her when she stared into his familiar eyes. She vaguely noticed how close they were standing next to each other and wondered if he noticed as well. She then felt his hot breath on her lips and she realized he had asked her a question.

"What's so funny Granger?" he asked in a husky tone.

"Harry and I are too close for that kind of relationship, and besides I'm not a bloke. So he's not interested" she said not letting his close proximity take a noticeable affect on her.

"Hmm interesting...Well then we should have dinner" he said not moving from their position.

"Mmm possibly" she said turning away.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked from behind her.

"If we run into each other again, then sure why not" she said before apparating away.

"Ill be sure we do" he smirked before disappearing with a large crack.

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Hermione reappeared in the middle of her bright yellow kitchen. She instantly saw Harry sitting on one of the stools eating an apple and reading what looked like Ron's letter, while a little girl with black hair and pale skin sat next to him with a sheet of parchment and a box of crayons.

They both looked up at her and Harry smiled happily while the little girl snapped her eyes back down and bent her head over her parchment with her small hand coloring furiously.

"Hey Hermione, I'd like you to meet Evan, Evan this is Hermione, remember I told you about her" Harry said gently prodding the little girl to his right. Hermione was surprised at how naturally Harry dealt with this little girl.

She looked up and stared at Hermione with her big black eyes that reminded Hermione all too much of her ex potion professor's.

But none the less she smiled at the small child and watched with relief as the little girl let a small smile grace her face.

"Well now that introductions are all done, lets go get food" Harry said jumping down from the stool he was sitting on.

"Awwe harry lets order in, Im dead tired" Hermione said plopping down in an empty stool to validate her point.

"All right then, How about I go pick up some soup from the deli down the street, its nice weather for soup. Do you want to come with me Evan?" Harry suggested.

Hermione and Harry watched the little girl's eyes flicker to the window nervously before looking at Harry again.

"Mmm no thank you" she replied politely in her small voice. Harry and Hermione exchanged a shrug, then a nod. Harry left with a wave through the front door.

"Hermione shrugged off her jacket and hung it in the hallway. She returned to the kitchen and sat next to her new acquaintance.

"So what are you coloring?" Hermione asked looking at the drawing of what looked like a yellow blob.

"This thinggy" she replied pointing to one of the flying snitches on the counter. Hermione chuckled.

"That's a very pretty drawing of it" Hermione said earning another smile from the dark haired girl. They sat there for a little while before Evan neatly put back her yellow crayon and stared at her work.

"Evan would you like to come watch the television with me?" Hermione asked politely.

"What's that?" she asked looking somewhat frightened.

"It's the box thing that shows moving pictures. Sometimes it shows a story" Hermione said in false excitement while using her hands to try and help her explain.

Evan hesitantly nodded her head and then looked at the floor which looked very far from her place on the stool. Her eyes widened and she looked up again.

Hermione made her way to the little girl and lifted her up, she then set her on the floor and held her hand out for the girl to take.

They walked into the living room and Hermione sat on one of the orange couches followed by Evan who climbed on to it.

Hermione flicked on the tele and used the remote to flip through the channels acting as though she was ignoring the looks of awe on the little girl's face.

Finally finding a cartoon with a cat and a mouse she left it there.

She glanced over to her companion and noticed that she was immersed in the cartoon. They watched the cartoon for another twenty minutes before they heard the door slam. Hermione reached for her wand out of habit but let go when she saw Harry stroll into the room with bags of food.

Evan looked startled when he set the bags on the glass table and Hermione started setting everything up but she remained silent and took the small bowl of soup and slice of fresh bread that was offered to her.

Evan was torn between eating and watching the cartoon so Hermione took the time to observe her quiet friend.

Harry looked deeply disturbed as he slowly at his food.

Hermione glanced at the raven haired girl beside her and saw her slowly sip her soup while keeping her eyes glued on the television.

"What's wrong Harry, you look disturbed" Hermione said calmly. Harry's eyes snapped to her and he shook his head.

"Nothing" he said quietly.

"Harry you can tell me anything, what's wrong?" Hermione said gently.

"I... ugh" he replied shaking his head again. Hermione remained silent and Evan continued to be oblivious.

"I, think I saw him again" He mumbled. Hermione vaguely new who he was talking about but couldn't be sure.

"He was at the bookstore, down the street. I saw him through the window but I'm not sure if he saw me.ugh I thought he was gone forever" he said mumbling

Hermione instantly knew who harry was talking about now. His secret school crush that he accidently told Hermione about one night when he was drowning himself in another bottle of liquor.

"What on earth is he doing in muggle territory?" Hermione asked after a few minutes of silence.

"I have no idea, I just hope I don't have to see him again or might just kill him" harry mumbled.

"He's probably just in town for a visit, he'll most likely go away again" Hermione said.

"Yeah... whatever" harry said turning his attention to his soup again.

They finished eating and watched tv until they realized that Evan had fallen asleep on the couch. Harry picked her up gently trying not to wake her. He carried her to her room and set her down on the little bed.

Hermione took off Evan's small boots and started unlacing the thick black cloak that she had on. Underneath she was wearing a small plain black dress with a white ribbon tied in the middle. Hermione took her wand and transfigured it into a yellow nightgown with moons and stars on it.

She and Harry slowly crept out after harry snapped his fingers to turn out the lights.

Hermione wordlessly grabbed harry's hand and led him back into the living room and plopped down on the couch causing harry to fall with her.

"Tell me everything" she said facing him.

"Well I went to get our food and on my way back I saw a display for a book that looked fairly interesting so I stalled to have a look" Harry said staring out.

"Then I was contemplating going into the store so I looked in to see if it was crowded and in there I see HIM in one of the aisles looking at the back of a book He must have noticed someone staring at him because he looked up and I just ran" Harry said rubbing his eyes in frustration.

"Oh Harry are you sure it was him?" Hermione asked.

"Of course it was him 'Mione, gahh it should be against nature to look that gorgeous"Harry mumbled.

Hermione patted his back sympathetically.

"What about you? You took a while to get home today and you looked disturbed when you apparated in" Harry said looking at his friend.

"Well, I had my very own run in with a Slytherin today" Hermione said.

"Whats with today?" Harry asked looking at Hermione knowingly. She shook her head and reopened a bottle of wine.

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