Chapter 4

"Guys, I don't trust him. He just seems too good to be true."

"Every guy that she dates, you don't like Potter, and I'm the one who shouldn't like him, he's dating my son's mother."

"Ohhhh, three man, Blaise you drink!"

"Fu-fuck you Weasley," the very drunk Blaise Zabini said.

"Seven to the left, Draco that's you," said the redheaded man to the blonde one.

"This is a stupid game," Draco gulped the rest of his drink, "Now Harry, do tell us, why don't you trust this Mike guy?"

"Well, like look at the guy," obviously Harry Potter couldn't hold in his liquor. "He's perfect, he's great with Cal, he takes her to fancy restaurants, and he makes her breakfast in bed!"

In a normal world that would be a catch, but in Harry's world it was nothing of the sort. It was death. Since his life was nothing anywhere sort of glamorous, why would life be good for those extremely close to him? There was no way that life could just set up and say 'screw up Harry Potter, but I'm giving happiness to someone else right now.' Life didn't do that. Yes Hermione should be happy, but not with that... man. She was better off with someone just as screwed up as her, which was his logic on the matter, not with some guy that hadn't even been a part of the war in any way.

"Potter," groan, "How long have has Hermone, Hermy-one.... she been dating this dude?" Blaise was now interested in Harry's talking that he chooses to ignore their drinking game.

"Like forever!" Ron added his two bits.

Malfoy snorted, these 'best friends' of hers knew nothing, "More like one year, two months and seven days." They looked at him, he coughed, "Not like I'm counting." They looked some more. "Ok maybe a little." Snorts and mocking followed after that for a few minutes.

"When are you going to tell her?" Harry asked.

"It's not like I can say anything to her, they're engaged, and I'm just some has-been to her pretty much." It was true, in a way, they slept together a few times one night, created an infant, and that was it. He didn't mean anything to her, they were friends that had a child together, and that was it. But Draco wanted more; he always did, even before their son was born.

"Well look, I got this plan," plans weren't good when Harry Potter came up with them, and sad to say, but Ron usually had the good plans. "We gotta break them up."

"Are you fucking kidding me Potter?" To say the least, Blaise wasn't too keen on this 'idea'. "She's happy, so like, leave her alone man. That wife of yours would kill you if she heard about you trying to break them up."

"Well now, Pansy isn't going to find out, is she?" the gleam in Harry's eyes could not be seen as a good one as he talked, "Or does Ginny need to know about your little slip ups Blaise? Hmm?" Ron snickered. "And you Ronald, Astoria wouldn't want to know about your gambling habits from last year would she?"

"Blackmail, Potter? I thought you were above that?" Draco said a little shocked at the lengths that Harry might go to for this.

"Look, I'm serious, something's fishy about this guy, and I don't know what it is."

Draco: "Fine, we'll all look into it later."

Harry: "I think when we've sobered up would be a good time."

Draco: "Potter you're pushing your luck when it comes to those two."

It was weird, even after all these years of being friends with the Golden Trio only Hermione was granted the pleasantry of a first name basis.

Harry: "Sometime during the week would be nice."

Snort. Gurgle. Broken glass. Curses. "We can do that right Blaise?" said Ron.

"Heck yes we can mate!" Another broken glass. "Shit, I swear I didn't do that."

"Look Draco, Mike will be here any moment, so I would really appreciate it if you didn't ask me again. We're getting married this Friday, so shut your trap."

"Hermione!" Draco whined. "Come on, how do you even know you can trust him?"

"That is enough Draco, I'm going back to the kitchen, and I'm going to finish everything up. However if you don't think you can grow up I would like it if you left, other words please leave." This was completely unfair! He has known her for how many years? 12 years! Yeah, he should have first dibs on Hermione.

Hermione left him to his own devices in the office to go down and complete her chores before the dinner started. All the while being completely distracted by Draco's words, even when Mike walked in she did not give him her usual greeting.

Draco did not know what to do anymore. He did not know what to think, only that he had to. He had to get Hermione. For one he could lose everything that meant anything to him, but who was he kidding, Mike was a great guy, he would not take his son from him. Hermione would not allow that. But then, as selfish as his second reason was he could not help it, he loved her, and be damned if he let her get married to some strange almost too good to be true man.

It was time that they truly picked up dirt on this Mike Harris character. Draco picked himself up out of his seat and headed for the dining room. There was only one this on his mind: He was going to ruin this wedding if it was the last thing he was going to do.

... And he was going to study his ass off about the Marriage Law.

Author Note: Wow, I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Not the greatest chapter, but I like that I got Blaise and Ron some stupid lines.
I'm not too proud of the new layout, I had trouble when I first started, so this isn't helping.
Thanks for your reviews.