A/N: Not my characters

Chapter 2

She saw the grey eyes first. How could she possibly think this was too good to be true?

"Hello, Draco."

Hermione wasn't going to give into reality that easily, She said coldly "Mr. Sarvasi, is the other applicant in your office? Because I have been waiting to meet him." She turned to Draco

Draco smirked, "What Granger? Surprised that there is actually someone in the world whose smarter than you?"

"If I recall Draco, I was head girl because I had the best grades, you were head boy because you were second to me."

Mr. Sarvasi laughed nervously, the tension in the room was almost tangible, " Well it seems you two have met before! Ms. Granger can I speak with you in my office?" He knew the longer he kept the two of them together the worse the situation would get

Hermione turned to Mr. Sarvasi, her mind was still trying to think of all the ways Draco couldn't be the other applicant. Of all the people in the world she would have almost anyone else, settle for almost any one else. She silently cursed herself for not making the great first impression that she had imagined in her head over and over again for the past three months. She turned to Mr. Sarvasi and smiled, "I would like that very much." She turned and glared at the back of Draco's blonde head as he walked over to the secretary and thanked her for her kindness, of course flashing a dazzling smile.

Draco walked over to the secretary, and smiled widely "I just wanted to thank you for the hospitality."

Cornelia smiled, "Anytime Mr. Malfoy."

Draco leaned over her desk and got so close to her she could see the green specks of color in his eyes, "Is tonight at eight covered under that guarantee?"

"Mr. Malfoy I am a married woman. Now if you have any questions about the assignment given to you please call immediately"

Draco smiled, "How could I expect a beauty like you to be available? I was hopeful, well see you" He turned around and left.

Cornelia Wipplesnapper wasn't married, but she knew what would happen to her reputation if she was seen with Draco Malfoy. He was known as playboy to the entire wizarding world.

As Draco was walking back to his flat he couldn't help but think of how..."pretty? No, that's not the word for it" he thought to himself "—beautiful does her justice." He stopped walking—was he really calling Hermione Granger beautiful?

"But she was, she was beautiful" he thought to himself. He didn't remember her looking like that at Hogwarts and he had shared a common room with her for a whole year! How could he not have noticed that hair: smooth and brown, with little ringlets going down to the small of her back, "Wasn't her hair bushy?" he thought to himself. How could he not have noticed her eyes, they were so warm , like dark amber. How could he not have notice her perfectly structured her face was? Or how perfect her body looked under her jeans and t-shirt?

He tried to remember clearly...was he really that much of a prat seventh year? Okay well there was no denying that he was--but she was a mudblood whose feelings didn't matter.

He pushed the thought of her out of his mind...He had a date tonight

A/N: How do you like it so far?