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My Note: I have decided to turn this into a shorter fic than the one I originally planned. It might come to you that everything's moving too fast but like I said shorter time. Please read and review!!!!

Oodles of hugs to:

psychoticsmileyface- im glad you brought that to my attention. No, Ron's not gay…just a silly mistake.

Lisi

Dumdumditz23- Hermione's been at work for two days..i think. The bulge? Oh cripes! It was his 'thing' sticking out…you know severe lust here.

Chapter 7: Second Biggest Mistake

A few days before Harry and Ginny's wedding. I made the biggest mistake of my life. Okay, second biggest. I woke up early and rushed to the bathroom for a bath. After I finished, I wrapped myself in a towel and walked over to the closet for my clothes. To my damn horror all my clothes were gone. Not even a sock.

Damn Brigitte! She must have taken them all out! I wanted to use the sheets to at least cover me some more but it was made of silk. Drenching it would be a waste and I thought no one would be here by now. I left my room and called for Brigitte. "Brigitte! Brigitte!" I walked into several rooms just to see if maybe she hid it there. Big mistake!

I walked in into a room and saw fifteen heads staring back at me. Draco and Lucien had a meeting here. There were also several press. Holy shit! My towel hung precariously low on my chest and was just long enough to cover till my behind. I stared in horror, eyes as big as saucers and jaw dropped. I was glued to the spot, my legs refused to move I was screaming bloody murder in my head just so I can casually slip out. Until I saw the flash of cameras, of course. I slowly walked away backwards and locked myself into another room while cursing continuously.

I for one did not expect the surprise I saw when the door opened. There was Hermione with only a towel on, water dripping from her hair and on to her breasts. She stared at us with horror. I held a meeting with our new investors and the press wanted to cover it. After the initial shock subsided the press never failed to shoot a shot or so. I can see it now 'Multi- Billionaire with a Billion Dollar Surprise'. If I don't do anything, the press will eat her alive. I remained calm, "I'm sorry for the discomfort. That was my fiancé. She's living with me." I informed them. They all looked at me skeptically except for Lucien whose eyes were as still big as saucers. "Excuse me while I attend to her." I walked out of the room while Lucien followed. I heard screaming from the room across and tried to get in but the door was locked. "Hermione!"

"What?" she screamed back.

"Can we come in?" I asked.

I heard the lock click and she opened the door. She was still in the towel and she looked miserable. "I'm sorry." She called. I felt miserable just seeing her like that. "Here." I said, handing her my coat.

"I'm really sorry! I couldn't find any of my clothes." She explained.

"Well, now I have to tell you an even worse news."

"What?" she asked.

"I had to cover for you and you were in a towel so I said you were my fiancé."

"WHAT?!" she exclaimed, she looked at Lucien then back at me.

"I had to. It doesn't look good for both of us if I said you were a friend living here."

"Luke, do you have anything to say?" she asked.

"Uh….It's for the best." He answered, she was obviously disappointed in him. I would have been flaring up by now I will not let just anyone be with Hermione.

"Well if Luke doesn't have any objections. Then I guess I don't. Wait, that means I can't take Luke to Harry's wedding."

" I don't have to come if you don't want me to." I told her.

"No, it's just that you've never really gotten along with Harry."

I knew exactly what she was talking about. "I understand. I'll try to be as civil as possible."

"Okay. Again I'm really sorry Draco."

"It's nothing. Lucien, if you could continue with the meeting I'll just find her some clothes to wear." Lucien nodded and left us. I called for Brigitte who suddenly popped in, "Brigitte, what have you done to Ms. Granger's clothes?" I asked sternly. Brigitte gave me a frightened look. "Brigitte."

"Sir, I just moved them in another room because I had to clean the closet." She answered. I knew she was lying. "Apologize to Miss Granger." She shook her head but I insisted.

"Sorry, miss."

"It's nothing. If you could just tell me where my clothes are. I'm a little weary from all the excitement." She laughed. I loved the way she kept laughing, smiling even if a disaster had just occurred.

"It's in the room beside Master's office."

"Thank you. I'll just get it." She pulled my coat closer, shivering from being exposed to the cold that long.

"Let me help you." I insisted. I walked her to the room and carrying her clothes back into her room. "I'm really sorry you have to put up with me until we devise a plan to break up." She joked.

"I'm used to it." I remarked. She looked a bit alarmed, "I'm just kidding."

"Draco, I never really had the chance to explain what happened before." she started, "I couldn't tell Ron or Harry about us. I was too scared that they might hate me for 'fraternizing with the enemy'."

"It's okay. I understand. We were too young. You better get dressed I think you're catching a cold."

She sneezed which made me laugh then went into the bathroom to change. She was dressed in jeans and a pink blouse. "I think I just caught that cold. " she said sniffing.

"Here. Just wear my coat." I placed the coat around her, hugging her in the process.

It was strange to see Draco so sweet to me when Lucien hardly gave a tick. He just went along with the plan. Here he was being a perfect gentleman, attending to my needs and where is the man of my dreams? Inside a room locked up with the press who are probably having a feast with their headlines. He wrapped his arms around me protectively, "I think I should introduce you properly to them before you rest. Just try to smile."

"Smile. Right." I repeated. We walked back into the room hand-in-hand. As the doors opened a barrage of flash attacked us. I was momentarily blinded, I gripped Draco's hand tighter. He gave me a reassuring smile, as if saying Relax. Calm down. I'll be here all the way. I smiled back at him.

"How long have you known each other?" one asked.

"We used to go to school together." Draco answered.

"When's the wedding?" another one asked.

"Maybe next month."

"How about Chauntal?" one asked.

I took the liberty of answering, "They have broken up." I smiled smugly, making sure that if this was ever on film Chauntal will see me rubbing it in. Wahahaha! Vengeance is mine.

"So what's the bride-to-be's name?"

"Hermione Granger." He answered. I felt a little dizzy with all the lights, I asked Draco if I could leave now. He nodded and excused us. "I'll take you back to your room." He whispered. We left the room and walked to my room. He opened the door while I swayed from side to side. God! I was seeing spots and my head's throbbing. Must be a headache. I flopped on the bed and sneezed again. "It's really cold here."

"Cold?" he asked, alarmed. He stood beside me then placed his hand on my forehead. "Christ! You have a fever." He tucked me in and covered with a lot of blankets. "Wait there. I'll get you something to eat so you can drink the medicine."

"Huhhh…hmm…" I groaned.

After a while, he rushed back in carrying bacon and eggs. "Here. Eat something." He placed the tray on the bed but I was too tired to even lift my hand. "I can't." I replied.

Draco took over and fed me until everything on the tray was gone. He handed me two capsules. I drank it quickly and lied back down. "Thanks." I whispered before drifting to sleep. He gave me a kiss on my forehead and said he'll be back to check up on me.

I woke up after seven long hours of sleep. I looked around and to my amusement I found Draco asleep on the bed beside me. He was holding my hand and I didn't really want to wake him. I never figured out why every time Draco was with me peace washed over me. It seems like nothing can harm me. I studied his features, although he has changed you can still see the old Draco I knew. I felt a sudden urge to lean over and kiss him but I shook that thought out rather violently. I can't believe myself. I already have Lucien and here I am lusting after my ex. I'm a slut! I can't hurt him again. I tried to slowly slip away but he had our fingers entwined. I felt his breathe on my face, a slow and steady breathing. I touched his face just to make sure he was there and I wasn't dreaming all this in my delusioned state. He stirred and I held my breath, Please. Don't wake up. I want to be here with you like this for a while longer. I thought. Then I went back to sleep.