Chapter 5

"Favourite color?"

"Cobalt"

"Favourite food?"

"Hamburgers"

Hermione burst out laughing, "Seriously?"

They had been at Dorota's for four hours now and Draco had just finished asking Hermione all of her likes and dislikes.

He now knew more about her than, even Ron did. He knew that her favourite color was Lilac and that she liked her sandwiches with the crusts cut of, he knew that she hated cruelty towards all living creatures and was very insecure due to her family. He, now also knew that there were very few people that she felt comfortable with and had realized that he was one of those few, even though it sounded insane.

Just as they were starting to get into an awkward silence Draco stated that it was now time to move onto him.

"Yes." He said, as he realized that there was nobody who knew that about him. It was a very minor fact that did not truly matter but it was strange that Hermione Granger was the only person who knew his favorite food, and as he thought about it further he realized that she was also the only one to know his favorite color.

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Hermione noticed how Draco's face reddened slightly as he admitted that the food he loved eating was probably one of the most unhealthy muggle foods ever to have been created and over that was also his arch nemeses' favorite food. Oh my! Hermione thought, I wonder what Harry might do if he found out that he had things in common with Draco.

Hermione blushed at the realization that she had thought of the blonde as Draco instead of Malfoy," Anyway," she said clearing her throat and continuing.

"Yeah…" Draco said, also wanting to move on form this startling new revelation, "So, what's next?"

"Okay, well, what's your favorite sport?"

Draco gave Hermione a look that told her that if she didn't know the answer to that she would have to be door nob," No, I know quidditch but, that's not a muggle sport and I lam the only magical being in my family of over-achieving muggles.

"Jesus Granger, shouldn't that fact itself tell you that you are an idiot for being so bloody insecure!"

The blonde was truly confused with brunettes' need to prove herself to her muggle family. She's one of the main reasons the light side won in the first place!

"Look Malfoy, you won't get it okay. Just let it go and answer the question which muggle sport is your favorite and if you don't any then we'll just say cricket okay?"

Draco rolled his eyes at the witch and said," No, I will not leave it Granger. Why does it matter what these people think you're brilliant and you know that!" The emotion in his voice made Hermione want to cover and as tears made their way into her eyes she whispered," Its not enough, I'm not enough."

"What?" Draco said, not being able to believe that the smartest, most brilliant witch of their age, and the one before that had just said that she wasn't good enough for a bunch of superficial muggles.

"Granger, how can you even think that," Draco said, his eyes hardening as an idea formed into his head, "Come on we are leaving."

Draco pulled out a fifty pound bill and left it on the table as he took a hold of the startled witch's hand, and dragged her out of the café.

"Malfoy," Hermione started, her voice weak, "where are we going?"

Draco smiled and pulled her close, "A place where you will have no doubt that you are, in fact good enough."

Then after a loud crack, the two disappeared.

All that was remaining were two pairs of footprints, without which there would have never been proof that they were there in the first place.

AN: I know, I know way to short, but i promise the next one will be longer.

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