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Chapter two: The Adventure.

A young Miss Granger arrived in London just after mid day, once she had collected her belongings she decided to walk down the street. It was only then she realized how silly her outfit of choice was. The female was dressed in white cotton shorts and a dark blue vest top, with her arms exposed to the cold winter air the female shivered to try and battle the cold. How foolish could she be to forget how cold it was? It was winter in England, so far from the summer she had just escaped, they were going through drought and now she'd just arrived in a country where she was having to try and step over puddles.

Her long tanned legs seemed to go on forever giving her body a natural glow, she was thin but muscular, having the perfect hour glass figure nice rounded hips and then her D cup chest wasn't being hidden by her thin top that lung to her frame to leave little hidden to any wondering eyes.

Hermione managed to grab a taxi asking to be taken to The Park Grand hotel, she placed her tow along case into the back of the car before she slipped into the back seats of the black taxi, the taxi driver glanced in his mirror giving the female a smile before he started to drive.

"You're not from round here looking at that tan." The older male chuckled enjoying the view of her long exposed legs.

"I was, until two years ago." The young lady answered rather bluntly not really in the mood for any conversation, she was tired no tired was the wrong word. She was exhausted. she pulled the hairband from her hair letting her curled hair fall down past her shoulders, it held natural blonde highlights and was considerably lighter than it had been before she left though it was all down to the sun. The female had never even thought of dying her hair she loved the way it was and hated just getting it trimmed regularly.

Her long locks cascaded down her back just brushing the top of her hips it was high maintenance but she'd just adapted and got used to it. She wouldn't think of cutting it short, though many had said it would suit her she just never seen it fit to cut it off.

The journey in the car seemed to pass quickly and before she knew it she handed over the money for the journey and thanked the elder male driver telling him to keep the female stepped out from the black taxi before she popped the boot and opened it up hauling her case out of it before she shut the boot of the car an stepped away. The car quickly drove off to it's next job it was then the cold really struck Hermione she rubbed her arms before looking around seeing the large hotel in front of her she smiled. This was it.

She walked through the large glass doors of the hotel. The young female was awe struck the place was even better than the photos ha showed when she was booking. She didn't know what she was going to do with herself at least there was some heating in here and the chill was washed from her body.

The moment of bliss was short lived as the next thing she knew she was face first in some males chest. A sharp squeak escaped her lips before she took a step back, "I'm so sorry sir," She apologized quickly though her accent was certainly a strange one. It was certainly British but she had an Australian edge to it which separated her accent from anyone else's in the room.

She blinked letting her eyes adjust to what was before her as a voice responded, "It's okay, I wasn't looking where I was going miss." The deep voice apologized as easily as he could before shock started to drift into his voice and it began to click in his mind who this young woman was before him.

Hermione studied the chest before she bit her lip she looked down before she did up, her gaze traveling up the dark suit before her it was a rich black with a white shirt and neat tie, broad shoulders... The next thing that caught her eyes were little tuffs of blonde hair sticking out from behind his neck, then those steel grey eyes that couldn't be forgotten.

"Malfoy." She gasped her free hand flying up to cover her mouth as she took another step backwards tripping over her case. She tensed her body bracing herself to hit the carpet though the long muscular arms of the man in front of her caught her body before it got close to the floor.

"Hey, steady on there." Draco spoke quietly helping her back up to her feet he couldn't help but let his eyes stray down the length of her glorious body. Was this what was hiding under those robes all those years ago?

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