At the Coffee Shop
"So, what have you been doing for the last ten years, Draco? I haven't heard much of you."
"Well, after Hogwarts I was finally free of my father, so I lived as a muggle far a while. I went to a college and took three language classes and learned about their business world. Now, I'm the CEO of a major company. What about you?"
"Same thing everyone figured…Auror. Harry and I work together.
Draco frowns, "Oh, really? Are you two close?"
"We're friends. That's where it ends. Haven't seen much of Ron since school ended. He married a girl named Gem and they have three kids."
"The pretty girl with long blonde hair that was hanging out with you guys?"
"That's the one," Hermione taps her chin, "I always thought I would end up with Harry or Ron, but it doesn't look that way now," she takes a sip of her coffee and sighs.
"Well, why haven't you tried to find anyone?"
"I haven't been interested in anyone. Actually this is the first date that I've been on in a while."
"Date? Not just a cup of coffee?"
Hermione takes another sip of her coffee, "Well, you did ask me for coffee and admitted that you liked me for a long while, so yeah it's a date."
Draco blushes and Hermione looks at him shocked, "You know this is the first time I've ever seen you blush!"
"That's not my style."
"Your style?"
"Exactly."
"Blushing isn't your style. I've never heard that one before."
"Okay, how about I don't get embarrassed easily?"
"Was it trained out of you or something?"
Draco chuckles, "My father trained it out of me."
"Talking about blushing? Jeez, Draco, I thought you were more of a man than that," a voice from the booth behind them says.
"Hey, Blaise," Draco says boredly, "Didn't know you'd be here."
Blaise Zabini turns around and grins at the two at the table, "Well, I can't make a decent cappuccino and these muggles are pretty good at it," he winks at Hermione and punches Draco playfully in the arm, "It's about time you asked her out, you bloody git. Yo, Hermione, you've changed…gotten sexy."
Hermione blushes, "Um… thanks, Blaise. I think."
"Consider it a compliment."
Hermione looks confused for a moment, but instantly hides it.
"Blaise," Draco says warningly.
Blaise holds up his hands in surrender, "Whoa, down boy. I'm just paying the girl a compliment, no more," he grins and slaps Draco on the shoulder, "Well, I have to go, man."
He stands up, walks over to Hermione, grabs her hand and kisses it, "Nice to see you again, Hermione. My days would be so much better if I got to see a beauty like you day after day. Now," he glances at Draco who is glowering, "I had better leave before this git hexes me."
He smiles charmingly at Hermione, grabs his drink, and leaves. Draco huffs irritably and then laughs, "That baka and I have known each other since we were little kids. He knows me so well and I him, that we can never stay mad at each other for long."
"Ha! Harry, Ron, and I have known each other since we were eleven and we still stay mad at each other for weeks."
"Yeah, I know."
"You do?"
"Yeah. Everyone knew when 'The Golden Trio' were having a fight," Draco grins at the old nickname.
"Well, Draco, I have to go. It's really getting late and I have to work tomorrow."
"Oh, okay."
They stand up to say good-bye.
"I'll owl you sometime," she says looking at the floor.
"Yeah, sure."
Hermione goes to hug him, but Draco pulls her in for a kiss instead. Hermione is taken off guard, but the insistent pressing of his warm lips on hers slowly melts her frigidness. She timidly begins to lean into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Feeling her shy advances, Draco's kiss turns predatory. He nips at her lips asking permission to deepen it and she opens her mouth. As his tongue explores her mouth she moans into the kiss and leans more against him. Their kiss, though, is broke short as the door jingles as someone come in.
Hermione springs away from Draco and blushes, "I…I have to go." Then she runs out the door.
"Did I do something wrong?"he asks to the air.
"You could say that," a masculine voice replies from behind Draco.
Draco closes his eyes and turns around, "Hey, Potter."
Harry Potter eyes the man who was just making out with his best friend and sighs, " We need to talk," he points to a booth, "Look, I saw you two kissing a few minutes ago and if you hurt Hermione, I'll castrate you. It's as simple as that."
Draco rolls his eyes, "Glad, I have your support."
"Well, you don't, but if Hermione is happy then I'm happy."
"Don't know if she's happy considering the way she just ran out of here."
Harry stretches and takes a sip of his coffee; "Hermione has never been one to take the initiative in a relationship."
"How would you know?"
"We dated for a while."
"Well, that's new."
Harry takes another sip; "It didn't work out, though. We just knew that it wouldn't work out between us and broke up without any hurt."
"I heard that Weasel has a wife and kids."
"Yeah, Gem and Cera, Nina, and Emily. Cute kids, Beautiful wife. He's got a good life."
Harry stretches again, "Guess, I'm the only one of 'The Golden Trio' that hasn't found anyone yet. Oh, well, my job's a bit demanding anyway."
Draco waves his hands in front of himself, "Wait, wait, wait… You mean to tell me that me, the archrival of you, 'The Boy Who Lived,' has a girl and he doesn't? That's new."
"Hermione's always telling me I spend too much time at work maybe she's telling the truth. I should take some time off and find a girl."
"Like who?" Draco asks interested, then adds, "And why are you stretching so much?"
Harry laughs, "One of my Auror missions was to sit in a cramped trunk and listen in on a Death Eater conversation," he laughs again, "I almost got stuck."
"That's really smart, Potter. You should hide in trunks more often," Draco laughs and points to a girl who was watching Harry shyly, but with interest, "See?"
Harry laughs, "I
doubt she's looking at me just because I was hiding in a
trunk."
"More like its your stretching, you bloke. Now, go
and introduce yourself."
"I don't have the time to introduce myself to people and get into a relationship."
"Why not? Didn't Hermione tell you to loosen up?"
"My job's important, Malfoy."
"So, What? So is mine. So go and mingle," Draco pulls his wand from his pocket and murmurs a spell that kicks Harry and makes him fly out of his seat.
Harry picks himself up and glares at Draco, but Draco just grins putting his wand away.
"Some Auror you are," he says, "Now, go and bloody introduce yourself you git."
