Chapter two

Dinner was not going that well, Hermione was bored of quidditch talk and it seemed Rosaline was too so they sat awkwardly waiting for their food. Harry looked at his three friends not knowing why this felt so off, it wasn't supposed to be like this he thought. They were supposed to start back up where they had left off when Ron left.

"So Ron besides quidditch how's life?" Draco piped up, hating the silence that had fallen on the group.

Ron raised a brow supprised that Draco would try to bridge their gap. Sure Draco, Harry and Hermione were close now but Ron and Draco had never gotten on not even after Draco helped them at the end of the war.

"Life is well, everything I always wanted. Almost." he cast a glance in Hermione's direction, she blushed and Draco rolled his eyes. "Hermione you are looking quite lovely, nothing like you used to, all womanly and what not. Curves in the right spots, really what made you make the change." Ron said oblivious to the way his statement came off. Harry's eyes widened and Hermione glared.

"Nothing about me has changed Ronald. Perhaps I just look appealing to you because your so used to being around fake women." she nodded to Rosaline who just smiled.

"Listen, hun I guarantee you I am 100 percent real." she shot back calmly obviously not offended by Hermione's insult.

"I'd like to put that to the test" Draco winked at her only to get a repulsed eyeroll in return.

"Look 'Mione I didn't mean to offend you. I don't even know what I said wrong. Just meant that you look great."

Luckily at that moment the waiter came with their food.

Hermione decided to let things go for the time being, Harry looked mortified as he dug into his food, afraid to take anyone's side and Draco was just looking at everyone with an amused smile.

"Wow, Hermione was it? That's so much food. I would just die eating something like that..." Rosaline smiled and motioned to the steak dinner that had been placed in front of Hermione.

"Yes well, not all of us can get away with living on scraps" She glared.

"Now, now Hermione. Let's not be rude to our guests. After all Rosaline is new to our world. Perhaps she doesn't understand how normal people eat." Draco chimed in, he was obviously joking but niether woman seemed amused.

"Not now, Malfoy!" She gritted out. Ron draped one arm around Rosaline's chair and Smirked a bit.

"Our Mione always new how to take care of herself. Besides" Ron turned to Rosaline. "I like a girl with meat on her bones." Hermione's face was now red. Not as much in embarrasement as it was in anger.

"Ronald Weasely that is ENOUGH!" Hermione stood abruptly, slamming both hands on the table. "And Draco, can't you just behave once when you're around him! You knew how hard this was for me and you just, you just–" She looked down.

"Hermione I'm sorry I just knew that there was going to be so much tension and I wanted to lighten the mood–"

"No you right it's fine. And my name is HERMIONE, Ron! Perhaps you forgot that while you were gone too!"

With that she stormed out of the restaurant apperating from right outside. The three men looked to one another obviously shocked and Rosaline just looked happy.

"I better go home, you know make sure she's alright." Harry stood and exited after Draco gave her a short nod in understanding.

"They live together?" Ron spat out. The look on his face was one of confusion and jealousy.

"Yeah, we all live at the apartment." Draco answered, distracted by thoughts of Hermione's outburst.

"Why would she live with you guys?" Draco rolled his eyes.

"Would you please excuse me, I have to powder my nose." Draco stood when Rosaline excused herself, she just rolled her eyes at him.

"What is with her man?"

"Well she's different. What's with Mione?"

"First of all she hates being called that." Draco rolled his eyes at Ron's stupidity. " look I've got a proposition for you."

"Oh really?" Ron's intrigue overweighted his doubts.

"I help you get Hermione, since it's so obvious that's what you're going for. You help me get your friend Rosaline."

"Why on earth would you do that?"

"Well your friend is crazy hot..."

"I meant helping me with Hermione?"

"Because for some odd reason having you would make her happy. You're just approching the situation all wrong. I'm not sure what happened between the two of you but she still loves you deep down. But since you've grown into a prat I can help you, win her back."

"What makes you think I need help? I've been with plenty of women. This is just Hermione, she's always been in love with me, what makes it any different just because we're older?"

"Well the fact that she's not the virgin school girl she was years ago. Look you need my help I need yours. What do you say?" Draco extended his hand to make a deal. Only half supprised when Ron took it and shook.

"Well I guess I'll take your help." Ron shook Draco's hand just as Rosaline came back to the table.

"What'd I miss?"