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The look on my face must've been downright awful.

"You're sure you're not sick are you? You sure you didn't hit your head when you fell?"

I think you hit your head...

He was looking at me. He didn't have that scowl he once always had. Instead a small smile played across his lips. His hair looked tussled and messy, which was unusual because of his background. I remember him being so much better groomed, and his clothing always top-of-the-line. Now I see him standing before me in the most urban looking attire you could wear. Shorts, short sleeved shirt with a baseball cap on top of it all. But it was definitely Malfoy. I'd recognize that pale face and blonde hair anywhere. I cleared my throat and ran a hand through my hair looking at him, hoping my shock wasn't giving anything away.

"I-I'm fine." I said though I was partially lost in thought.

More importantly...

What was he doing in a Muggle suburbia? He was the last person I'd expect to see in a place that was practically swarming with -I felt myself almost scoff out loud- Mudbloods...

This is indeed...an awkward situation at my hands. He doesn't seem to have any recollection, or does he seem recognize me. What would anyone else do at a time like this?

Walk away.

"Right." I said to myself and accidentally aloud. Malfoy had heard me.

"Sorry?"

"Oh," I cleared my throat and glanced down at my watch, "Sorry, I meant, I was on lunch break from work and so..."

I broke off feebly gesturing awkwardly with my hands and then he suddenly seemed to catch on.

"Oh!" he said his eyes widening, "Right. Sorry." He said laughing slightly in embarrassment. "I'll let you go..."

His voice carried away and he seemed to be staring at something, though I had no idea what. It was almost as though he was lost in thought. It almost as though he was...staring at me...

This was so weird.

I lowered my gaze blushing slightly. I had forgotten how much taller he had was then I.

"Yes...thank you." I said, managing a small smile of grateful courtesy without looking up, "Well...goodbye..."

I turned around to walk away.

"Oh yeah. I forgot. What's your name?"

I stopped and fought the urge to cringe. This was the moment he was going to find out who I was. But..

"Valerie." I said without even thinking about it.

He nodded then held out his hand, "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy."

I nodded, but didn't take his hand. I pretended I hadn't seen it. After a few seconds he dropped his hand to his side.

"Right...I'll call you, okay? Valerie?" He added my name to the end of the sentence as if trying to get used to using it.

I nodded and raised my hand in a farewell before turning away again. As I walked farther away I could pick up Draco's friends voice,

"Wow, man. You got a hot one too. You're lucky she even gave you her phone number. She looks like the hard-to-get type, y'know?"

I bit my lip and walked faster, not bothering to hear what Draco had said back to him. Hard to get...I snorted under my breath and walked back toward the building with a million thoughts going through my head at once.

I burst through the doors of the building and walked as fast as I could to the elevators and pushed the Up button. Nothing happened for a few seconds and so I pushed it again. And again. And then the doors opened.

And the real Valerie stood before me holding her afternoon cappuccino.

"'Sup?" She said with while sipping obnoxiously loud from the cup.

I could have slapped her.

Well, I could slap anyone at the moment. But instead, I stepped into the elevator, the doors closing behind me.

There was a moment of silence between us as she looked me up and down, and then,

"You look like you fell."

I spun on her furiously, opening and closing my mouth. I gaped at her, with nothing to say. She stared at me, slightly surprised. Then again, everything seems to surprise her.

The elevator doors opened and I stomped out of them.

"What's wrong?" She said, finally catching on to my mood.

"Okay," I fired off as we stepped through the doors to our office, "Let's just say someone that used to hate me, was probably my worst enemy(Well, to be truthful to myself, Harry's worst enemy...) , suddenly reappears and doesn't seem to recognize me, and then suddenly asks me out on a date! Oh, yeah, did I mention he doesn't recognize me?!" I crossed my arms furiously.

I looked behind and saw that she was trying to keep up with my pace as she stumbled slightly in her high heels. I slowed down and threw myself into my desk chair.

"So.." She said after catching her breath and sitting down in the chair facing my desk, "This...this boy who used to hate you-"

"I didn't like him that much either, come to think of it."

"Well, this boy. " She continued, "He asked you out? And he doesn't recognize you? It's not like people really change in three years, do they?" She sipped her coffee again and I winced at the slurping noises, "Unless you get plastic surgery, right?"

I fought the urge to roll my eyes at the last part. I took a deep breath, but before I could talk, she spoke.

"But, he would have remembered you after you said your name right?"

"Er..." I stopped my face going blank, "Well, uh. I didn't really...tell him my actual name..." I blushed looking down.

She stared at me for a few seconds in silence. A small giggle broke the air.

"What?" I said irritated lifting my head, "What's funny?"

She shook her head at me and smiled slightly, "No...not funny. Just ironic, you know? I think you should keep up this incognito. If he doesn't recognize who you are, then why should you worry? Play along, and then after the food thing, you'll never see him again!"

I glowered at her,

"Easy for you to say. You didn't have to go to school with him? Do you know how much of a nightmare he is?"

"Is he now?"

I felt my eyes widen and I leaned back.

"Um...well. No. He's actually, really... really charming?"

She gave me a quizzical look,

"Are you asking me a question?"

I sighed slightly and tapped my pen off of the desk, "No...it's just that...him and charming have never really gone together...I'm not sure...he was...nice..."

"You look sick."

I must have been making a weird face.

"No, I'm fine. It's just, he was never nice or charming..."

I can't get that out of my head. He was so nice and charming. Even though he didn't recognize me, surely I resembled myself a little? I mean, I haven't changed that much...

"Can someone change dramatically in appearance just by changing their style of hair?" I placed my hands up to my head, where my hair was placed in a tight bob. It had loosened slightly from my earlier fall.

"Um. You haven't changed." Valerie replied with disbelief in her voice, as if I had become stupid, "You look exactly (and act) the same since the first day you got here."

And that was three years ago. After I had left the great school. Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I looked up. But nobody within the city had known where I had come from in. I had said I lived in the town over, and due to magic, I was able to create a diploma as a facade that I had gone to a Muggle college. Of course nobody knew why I had done it. But I wasn't intending on telling anyone why. It was a promise between me and-

My cell phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and never fainted from shock. I showed the phone to Valerie, who nodded, showing she understood, and I quickly walked away.

"Hello?" I said as soon as I got around the corner.

"Hey, Hermione!"

"Ginny?!"

I almost choked.

"This is so...so unexpected! I mean," Then my voice became serious, "You're not supposed to call me on my phone! They bug the lines of these things you know..." I alleged struggling to hide my surprise. This day kept getting weirder.

"I thought you were--"

"Look, I don't care (Who puts insects in phones?) about the whole thing were I'm not allowed to use phones at Bill's place. I put a simple enchantment upon it so that it can call long distance! What do you think about that?!"

Phones never worked well at Bill and Fleur's house, considering that there was no signal within site. The whole Weasley family was currently vacationing there. All the Weasley's and-

"Harry? How's Harry?"

"Charming! He was asking about you. That gave me the idea to try this enchantment on the phone! It's really useful..."

I smiled slightly. Lately she'd been oddly happier than usually. My only guess was going to be Harry. Then my face fell.

"And...?"

There was silence on the other line, as if Ginny had just remembered too.

"Ron's okay for now. He hasn't really...changed."

I nodded to myself mostly. We were both quiet on the lines.

"Can you tell them I said hi to both of them?

"Of course Hermione."

"Thanks." I said softly in relief. I hadn't seen any of them for a while. Suddenly a thought struck me, "Ginny. Help."

"Why? Are you okay?"

"Yes, yes I'm fine." I took a deep breath.

"DracoMalfoyaskedmetoeatoutwithhimafterhishitmeinthefacewithatennisballandIacceptedbecauseIdidn'twantto-"

"Wait. I have no idea what you're saying."

I took another deep breath and started again.

"Remember Draco Malfoy?"

On the other end I heard something that sounded like a scoff.

"Who'd forget him? Anyway, what's he got to do with anything? We haven't seen him for three years-"

"That's just the point. I saw him today...and he sort of...asked me out..."

The noise on the other end had gone dead. I waited a few moments, and then I began to think the call had been dropped.

"Ginny?"

"Wow...I thought you two didn't like each other. What happened to make him change? This is quite amazing..."

She sounded impressed.

"I don't know...but he...he's changed. He's nicer, and...Oh Ginny! I don't know what to do! It's not like I like him (Merlin forbid!) I just didn't want to be rude and turn him down when he asked if I wanted to go with him..."

"You should go with him then."

The answer took me back for a second.

"Uh...sorry?"

"Hermione, you said you already accepted. I'm sure nothing wrong can happen, since it was his invitation after all..."

"Ginny...you don't mean...but I--"

"Hermione, I'm sure nothing bad can come from it. If he's a total jerk the next time you see him, you can just walk away--"

The sound of a call breaking on the other side was heard and the other line went dead. I could only guess that the enchantment put on the Ginny's phone had run out. Closing my phone I leaned back against the wall. What...was going on? That wasn't something Ginny would say. She had hated Malfoy just as much as I...

I pursed my lips in concentration. Ginny had never said something like that before. Surely she would have at least been surprised that I had seen him in a Muggle city?

I turned back to walk back to my desk.

My cell phone rang again.

I expected it to be Ginny calling back as I looked at the caller ID. But when I saw the number, it was one I didn't recognize.

I answered it.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hey! Valerie?"

My heart lurched into my stomach.

"A-ah, um, yes! This is she!"

"Hey, this is Draco. I was just making sure, you didn't give me a... fake phone number or something..." He said quietly, sounding embarrassed.

I couldn't speak. Everything Valerie (real Valerie) and Ginny (before she had been cut off) had said to me made me feel quite speechless. Hundreds of thoughts flew through my head at once.

"Um...you still there?"

He sounded nervous now.

"Yes." I replied, "Sorry. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Good actually." his reply came, "I was actually just wondering if you wanted to go out to the Restaurant down the street from the tennis courts for dinner on Friday? The Cutlery? It's supposed to be really good, and they had a reservation open on that day..."

My eyes widened in shock. A five star ultra, ultra expensive Restaurant that only millionaires could afford. Even a dessert in that place cost somewhere in the thousands.

Before I could stop my mouth I heard the answer from my lips.

"Sure. I don't see any problem with that. I can talk to my boss and see if I can have the evening off of that night."

Malfoy sounded immensely relieved and cheerful (which is odd for Malfoy), "Really? That's great! I could pick you up if you want, from your workplace...where do you work anyway?"

And before I knew, I had told him where I worked, when he could pick me up, and he had given me his cell phone number.

And before I knew it, I had hung up.

And I was leaning against the wall faced with the dreaded truth.

I was going on a date with Draco Malfoy.

And he didn't know who I was.

He's positively far better behaved than before.

And no one is helping me in any way.

And I'm going on a date with Draco Malfoy.

Didn't I already think that?

Am I losing my mind?

Oh my god. I'm sorry for such a boring chapter. But I guess we had to get some lame- oh stuff out of the way before the real fun begins.

Ginny's personality I am disappointed in. I wanted to be more of the book Ginny than I had typed her in this story. I like book Ginny better...

I disappoint myself D=

Right! Next chapter! Draco and Hermione go to an expensive restaurant, and learn a few secrets about each other.

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