Chapter Two
Arrogant Arse rags and disappointed women
Hermione's fantastic right cross caught Draco's perfect chin on it's left side, raising a bruise that would last for a week.
Draco stumbled back. He crashed into a table, where a man and his wife sat eating.
Oh, your eyes do not deceive you. Hermione and Draco were fighting in the middle of a resturant. Why? Let's listen in, shall we?
Actually there wasn't much to hear. Draco had brought Hermione to this resturant for a reason. To the normal veiwer, they had seemed a happy couple, until Draco started whispering.
The natural response of most people is to try to listen to what they're not supposed to hear. So, everyone within a ten foot radius was leaning in when Hermione exploded from her seat with a snarled "What?"
Draco raised his voice slightly, glancing around. "Look Hermione, I just think we should see other people."
"You tell me this now?" Hermione snarled. "After five years?"
The women in the vacinity winced. You never waited more than two years to tell a girl she wasn't the one. After that, she expects a ring.
Draco was looking nervous now. "Um, Mi, it's just that..."
Then began the barrage of condoments. Hermione caught Draco to the shoulder with the basket of sweeteners. The bottle of ketscup hit him in the chest.
During this stage of warfare, there were shrieks about the five years wasted, gifts she didn't like and an assortment of other choice sayings and names.
A portly man made the mistake of commenting. "Honestly, she should have seen it coming."
Hermione's back hand caught him on the cheek and sent him sprawling from his chair.
The waiters didn't have the guts to stop her as she stormed from the resturant and put the damage on Draco's bill.
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Ginny was in the apartment eating ice cream when Hermione got home. Ginny had shown up the night before and Hermione took in her best friend, no questions asked. She had managed to coax the details from the sugar hyped girl after a few hours.
Hermione had insisted Ginny stay.
Now Hermione stalked forward and scouped herself a bowl.
Ginny passed the chocolate syrup.
(A/N: Ok, finally up and ready! I'm happyish with this chapter. Could have been longer, but that's always been my problem.
To Anon. :Glad you like it!