Writer's block is a real weenie. Sorry again. But here we go. Also I'm experiencing some major stress, but all the same that's no excuse…


About a week has passed since the run in with Hermione Granger at the grocery store and Draco was more than happy to say that he had pushed it to the back of his mind. He had other, more important, things going on around him to worry about. Grace was getting more and more wrapped up in the wedding which wasn't for two more months and he was ready to burst now. The other day they looked at flower designs for FOUR HOURS! FOUR HOURS OF JUST LOOKING AT FLOWER ARRANGEMENTS. Draco had no idea that there was so many ways to organize eleven red roses and one white. Than when they pulled out lilies ha had to get out of there.

Then the day before that they listened to love songs all day long trying to find the perfect one to dance to at the wedding. He could honestly care less about that but Grace went into a huge discussion about how it had to capture the multiple layers of their relationship in the lyrics. Draco didn't even know there relationship had layer for Merlin's sake!

Today though, there would be no flowers and invitations and "Draco, you aren't going to wait till the last minute to get a tux are you?" No not today! Today was going to be just him and Blaise and the talk of marriage would not come up in the conversation at all. He walked down the streets of London to the bar where Blaise had wanted to have lunch. As he walked down the sidewalk girls smiled and swooned at the sight of him. Out of habit he would smirk and wink back forcing them into a fit of giggles. He loved doing that. Then he thought of Grace. Quickly though he pushed her out of his head and continued on his way.

When he finally got there he raised an eyebrow at the pub. It was loud and a game of some sport he didn't recognize was playing with a much of overweight men cheering insanely at. He didn't understand the fuss of it all. They were men running around with disproportioned bodies. Their upper bodies were huge and buff well their legs were tiny and in tights. He rolled his eyes and tried to find Blaise. Blaise sat a table and when he looked up and saw Draco waved him over.

"Hey mate! Long time no see." Blaise said giving Draco a light embrace. Draco laughed as he sat down across from him. It has been a long time. After the wedding between Blaise and Parvati they went on their honeymoon instantly and were gone for two weeks. By the time they got back Grace had Draco's schedule full with dates and wedding plans that this was the first time they've seen each other for ages.

"I know, it's just that Grace has me booked for…the rest of my life." Draco joked making Blaise laugh. Draco secretly hoped though that it really was all in humor.

Blaise sighed and clasped his hands together and looked down at the table. "Okay, mate, I'm going to ask you a question and you don't have to answer me if you don't want to. I'd understand completely but this is completely off the wall…and…"

"Out with it Blaise..." Draco interrupted laughing. "So long as it's not for my hand in marriage I think it's perfectly okay."

Blaise laughed and looked up. "Alright then." He sat straight and cleared his throat. "Why did you pick Grace? I'm just curious. I don't know it just seems especially after the airing of the show that you were so much happier with 'Denise'… you know what I mean." When Blaise said Denise he had placed it in air quotes. He knew the whole story of how Hermione pretended to be someone else. He knew about their conversation that night, well most of it anyways. What Draco would tell him anyways? "You know you don't have to answer it's just that we never really got to talk about it."

Draco leaned back in his chair. Great Hermione always somehow can find a way into his mind. "I don't want to talk about her. I'm done with her and my focus is on Grace. She's the one I love."

"If you say so..." Blaise muttered to himself grabbing a hold of his cup.

"What'd you say?" Draco asked leaning up in his seat eyeing Blaise.

"Nothing, mate...nothing what so ever." He said not looking up to see him. Draco knew he was being a smart ass. Ever since he was able to become public with Grace that seemed to be the only kind of comments he would make. Draco rolled his eyes and relaxed himself. He didn't want to get into this now, not again.


Blaise was walking back to his flat now hands shoved in his pockets shaking his head in disbelief. "How did my best mate get so stupid?" he thought to himself. Here he was about to make the biggest mistake of his life, marrying Grace for a bet! He knew that's why he turned Hermione away in the end. Not because of some stupid "foundation of lies" or whatever he liked to call it. It was him and his enormous pride! Oh how Blaise wanted to do nothing more then ram Draco's head into a wall hoping some sense would knock into him. He stopped when he got to a bus stop bench and sighed. "I don't understand how it happened; he was so brilliant when we were in school." Blaise said to a woman sitting next to him. The woman turned to him and smiled. She was an elderly plump woman with a purple hat adorned in feather clutching her matching purple purse.

"I mean he's so blinded by the obvious and always lets his oversized ego get in the way." Blaise continued on.

"Oh I know the type…my first husband Standford…" the woman began while adjusting her glasses.

"Excuse me, ma'am…but can I finish my story?" Blaise asked cutting her off and rolling his eyes. The woman scoffed and stood up to board the bus that just pulled up. Blaise followed her onto the bus and continued on with his senseless rambling. He took a seat next to her and told her about the how Draco loved Hermione and he's sure she does to and there he was about to marry Grace because of a bet.

"You bet your friend!? To play with women's hearts?!" the woman asked with bulging eyes.

"Please, I don't judge you and ask that you don't judge me." Blaise said in an annoyed tone. Why were muggles so rude? "Anyways as I was saying…." But Blaise never finished his sentence. Something caught his eye out the window. He leaned over the old woman arousing a gasp from her as he glued his face to the dirty bus window. Walking down the sidewalk was a young woman with brown curly and frizzy hair and a brown jacket. She had large almond shaped brown eyes and Draco gasped. "It's her!" He jumped up and grabbed the woman by the shoulders. "It's her! It's her! It's her!" he screamed in delight.

"It's who?!" The woman asked.

"Oh do keep up, it's Hermione!" Blaise said jumping up again and running to the front of the bus. "Open the door!" he shouted at the bus driver.

"I'm not actually aloud to do that…" he began but it was too late. Before he knew it Blaise was off the bus running down the street.

"HERMIONE!" he shouted trying to catch up to her. "HERMIONE!" he tried again. The woman he had seen from the bus stopped and started turning to find where her name was coming from. "HERMIONE TURN AROUND!" he shouted again.

She did as instructed and squinted before saying in a dazed voice, "Blaise?"


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And billions of grammar and spelling errors and that's

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