Chapter Two
Hermione was reading a muggle magazine when she felt someone tap her on her shoulder. She expected to see Ron when she turned her head, but her anticipating smile turned into a frown when she saw that it was Draco Malfoy. She looked at him without responding for a few seconds. He looked different, more mature in the face, and he looked, well, handsome.
Draco smirked at her, "Hello, Granger." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" She said his name with distaste. Draco held out a pack of envelopes held together by a neatly tied string. Hermione stared at them for a few seconds before recognizing them. She snatched them out of his hand, a bit irked.
"Why do you have these?" She glared at him. He was not supposed to have these.
"Your bloody owl kept bringing them to me, and not your friends." He explained quickly, annoyed. He expected her to be grateful. After all, he didn't have to bring them.
"You didn't read them, did you?" Hermione eyed him suspiciously. Draco scoffed.
"Honestly Granger, I do have morals." Hermione sighed and put the envelopes on the table.
"Well," She sucked in a deep breath, "thank you for bringing them.." Draco grinned at her. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze. Draco found pleasure in making her squirm, so he has an idea. He sat in the chair on the other side of the table. Hermione sighed.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, wishing he would leave her be.
"Sitting, obviously." Draco leaned back in the chair, grinning at her. He snapped his fingers and had someone bring him a Butterbeer to the table.
"A Butterbeer? Really, D-Malfoy?" He raised an eyebrow at her, noticing how she almost called him by his proper name.
With her elbow on the table, Hermione puts her chin on her palm, watching Draco drink his Butterbeer.
"Want a sip?" He asked, pushing the Butterbeer towards her. Hermione hesitated before answering, "Sure.." She took a sip of it, and then she pushed it back towards him.
"Thanks." She said, quietly. She was confused. Draco was being quite civil towards her. It was new.
He finished his Butterbeer, and Hermione stood up, grabbing the envelopes. Draco looked at her for a few seconds before standing up also. He smiled at her and holds his hand out. Hermione looked at his hand then up at him.
"You're supposed to shake it." Draco explained, chuckling. Hermione smiled.
"I know." She pushed her chair in the table.
"Goodbye, Malfoy." She waved slightly before disappearing out of The Three Broomsticks.
Draco chuckled, amused. He was going to have to see her again.