A/N: heyy!! I'm back... sorta… yes, there are blank moments in the story so far, but you'll see why. There'll be flashbacks and the sorts. More notes at the bottom…..

Disclaimer: Hmmm don't really own this stuff… wish I did though.

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Later that day, Hermione decided to spare Malfoy some mercy after running into him in the elevator. Although he was still sore and angry over the morning's ice skating incident, the two decided to get some ice cream. It was a scorching hot day, after all.

As they walked into a Coldstone Creamery, Draco said, "I've never had muggle ice cream before."

"Sshhh!! Shut up Malfoy!! You can't say that in front of muggles- they'll think you're crazy!!"

"They're stupid, how would they know anything?"

"Whatever, Malfoy." She walked to counter offended.

A cute guy emerged from the back room. He looked about Hermione's age, with messy brown locks, very tan... he was the perfect "surfer boy."

"How you doing?" he asked in a Joey voice. (A/N: you know… Joey… the guy from Friends… are you cracking up yet? Sorry if you're not… I'm obsessed with the show lol, so is BW.)

She laughed, shrugging off his antics.

"Anyways, I'll have a large triple scoop on a waffle cone. I want the first scoop to be chocolate chip cookie dough, but I want there to be more cookie dough than the chocolate chips. Then I want the second scoop to be pineapple ice cream with peanuts crushed into it. And I want the third scoop to be low fat French vanilla," she said hurriedly, hardly giving him a chance to write it all down.

"Low fat?!" Malfoy exclaimed. "You need low fat?! I assure you, it's not going to help much with those two other scoops of ice cream and the waffle cone."

She ignored him.

"Is that all?" asked the cute guy behind the counter.

"Wait, I'm not done! I want extra whip cream, fudge, nuts, caramel, and strawberry syrup. Oh! And don't forget the cherry on top, too!" she added.

Malfoy snorted. "All of this with one scoop of low fat," he muttered.

Hermione whipped her head around. "Excuse me?"

Malfoy cleared his throat. "I mean, damn… where do you keep all that??" Malfoy asked, impressed.

"Do you really want to know?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

He backed away from her a bit. "Not really…" he said uncertainly.

"And for you sir?" the guy turned to Malfoy.

"Umm… I'll have a kid's size bubblegum and strawberry ice cream" he said.

The guy walked away with their orders, muttering, "A bit fruity, if you ask me."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Malfoy asked, not understanding what the muggle saying meant.

Hermione just laughed and went to get her ice cream, leaving him confused even more.

The two got their ice cream and went outside to sit on the deck, where a nice, comfortable breeze was blowing.

"So tell me about yourself," Hermione started, "cause all I know about you is that you're mean. And rude…. and arrogant…. and obnoxious, and a pervert, and sometimes a bastard, but besides that…" Hermione counted off on her fingers.

"Okay, I get the picture!" Malfoy exclaimed.

"So what's your favorite color?" she asked.

"That's your idea of a conversation?" he questioned.

"You got anything better?" she retorted.

"Of course I do, I'm Draco Malfoy, aren't I?" he smirked.

"Will you stop being a pompous jerk and just answer me?" she inquired.

"Can we stop talking in question form?" he asked, exasperated.

"Hmph," Hermione went back to eating her ice cream.

He sighed and said, "Forest green. I like a deep forest green. I also like deep blood red."

"Oh, you and your death eater buddies like to see blood everywhere after you're done murdering or torturing innocent people?" she said sarcastically.

She was too absorbed in her delicious ice cream to notice that she had hurt him deeply by that comment.

"I'm not a death eater!!" He lashed out, his eyes alight with rage, part of his ice cream sliding down the cup.

Muggles look at him like he's a psycho.

Hermione peeped at him from behind her humongous ice cream cone. "That's how everyone at school sees you as. You're mean to everyone, you don't have any real friends, you're a rich little daddy's boy, you're rude, arrogant, obnox-"

"Okay, I've heard that already!" He said frustrated.

"I'm just telling the truth. You aren't exactly the nicest person," she told him.

"You don't know anything about me," he stated.

Her next comment caught him off-handed. "So tell me then. Show me who you really are. Who is the real Draco Malfoy?" she asked lightly, her eyes gleaming.

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A/N: short I know… but I need to get back in the groove. There's all these chapters written, but they badly need to get fixed up.

BW: Oooh, Spider Woman. (Looking at a picture in the magazine)

Reesie: umm… that's cat woman.

BW: turns the page ignoring Reesie Whoa!! This model doesn't have a belly button!

Reesie: Wow! But she has to have one… did they airbrush it off, I wonder?

BW: ….

...BW: Do you know what BW means? Not only does it mean Bubble Wrap, it also means BeWare! If you do run away.. beware, I'll come and get you! crackles evily…

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