8.00 p.m.

21st of September 1999

Hermione Apparated to her favourite restaurant, The Cats. After spending a few alone moments in the toilet, Hermione returned to her office. There, Harry and Ron invited her to have dinner with them. Hermione reluctantly agreed with her best friends' wishes.

Ever since the incident with Draco three years ago, Hermione has never celebrated her birthday again. The Weasleys, Mrs. Weasley to be exact has never failed to plan her a party and each year, Hermione will politely decline to attend. She prefers to sit alone in her apartment and weep in silence.

This year however, Ron and Harry were determine to celebrate her party. Instead of telling her beforehand, they decided to throw a surprise birthday party for their best friend.

When Hermione reached The Cats, the restaurant was very dark and there was no sign of anybody inside. Feeling the defensive part of her kicking in, Hermione took out her wand and held it tightly in her hand.

She slowly opened the door, and as she stepped inside her worst fear come true.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!"

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22nd of September 1999

Present…

Draco looked through the photographs, again. He just can't stop looking at them. Looking at those wavy curls, so soft it makes him want to tangle his fingers around them, looking at those beautiful red lips that he yearned to kiss again. He sighed.

God, he was weak.

Not weak in the sense of unable to protect himself physically, that would be a shame to the Malfoy's name, but he's weak emotionally.

Just as he was about to stand up, the doors to the board room bursted open. Blaise walked in and bowed before Draco.

"My lord, our informer Percy Weasley has informed us that Potter's wedding has been pushed to an earlier date. It appears that the so-called hero couldn't wait for another week to be married so he has arranged for the wedding to take place earlier."

"When is it going to be held?" Draco asked.

"This Sunday." Blaise replied. Draco grinned widely.

"For once, Saint Potter is doing the right thing. Ask our men to get ready by the end of the week. We have a wedding to crash."

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21st of September 1999

Hermione's birthday night. Oh joy.

When your friends try to make you happy, you tend to pretend to be happy even if you're not just to please them. That is exactly what Hermione did yesterday during her party.

Ron and Harry were determined to make last night the best night in her life. But to her, it was the worst night ever. However, always the one to please everybody, Hermione managed to control her tears and stayed calm throughout the whole evening.

She has to deal with the pain later. So, with that in mind, Hermione pretended to be happy and celebrated her birthday like a normal person. She cut her cake, she blew her candles without making any wishes and she took photos with everybody.

By 10 o'clock, Hermione couldn't stand being with those people anymore.

"hem hem." Hermione cleared her throat. All of her friends turned around and faced her. "Hi. It's been a very nice night tonight and I thank you all for it. But, we have work tomorrow-" Harry and Ron guffawed "-and I'm sure all of you need your beauty sleep." Hermione said glaring at Harry and Ron who promptly shut up.

"so, why don't we call it a night and go back and sleep?" Hermione said brightly. Everybody nodded in agreement. Satisfied with her speech, she congratulates herself in her mind.

Brilliant Hermione. 10 points for Gryffindor!

Slowly, the crowd started thinning from The Cats. They wished Hermione happy birthday as they passed her and left the diner. Soon, Harry, Ron and Hermione were the only ones left.

"Thanks guys. For tonight. I really appreciate it." Hermione said as she walked in between them.

"No problem. Anything for our girl, right Harry?" Ron said, throwing an arm around Hermione's shoulders.

"Yeappp. The brightest witch of our year." Harry smiled, wrapping an arm around hermione's shoulder from her other side.

Hermione smiled back. "Thanks Harry."

And that night was the best birthday night Hermione Granger has ever experienced in her entire life after the tragic night that changed her entire life three years ago.

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a/n: sorry for not updating for a very longgggggg time guys!!!!!! But thank you so much for reading my story and thank you thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu for waiting!!!

Anyway, what do you think? A bit short eh?