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Hermione had left work early to get ready for yet another ball, as always she was early and was sitting in her dress trying not to crease anything. She jumped slightly as the flames in her fireplace roared green for a moment and Draco stepped out looking incredibly demure in his black suit.

'Hello,' she smiled as he brushed the remaining soot off of his coat.

'How are you my dear?' he grinned.

'Fabulous yet frustrated,' she sighed. Draco's brow furrowed.

'Care to explain on the way?'

'Why not.'

Draco led them out of her apartment building and she stepped into her sleek and shiny black car. 'I don't know why we can't just apparate,' Draco whined.

'Because I have a perfectly gorgeous car that I would like to use once in the while,' Hermione replied calmly as she stepped into that passenger seat.

'It cost you a fortune in muggle money and you hardly use it,' he countered

'I like to use it when I can…there is no reason why I shouldn't be allowed to have a car.'

Draco snorted. 'Sure, you can have a car, but a FERRARI? Really dear?'

Hermione blushed slightly. 'So I like to have stylish cars, big whoop.'

Draco snickered as he slid into the driver's seat and revved the engine. He began to pull out of the parking space and sped through the roads.

'Come on Draco, tell me you don't love the sound of that,' She grinned. He would be crazy not to love that sound. That, or he was an old granny.

'Fine,' he rolled his eyes, 'but we hardly use it. It's so much faster to floo or apperate. Heck, even flying is faster.'

'Why go so fast in something so beautiful? Let people admire it.'

Rolling his eyes again, Draco gave up. 'Why don't you tell me why you're so frustrated,' he tried in an attempt to change the subject. It worked.

'Ronald Weasley. He is such an ARSE! I wish he wasn't so full of himself. I can't believe he had the nerve to barge into y office this morning and make a fuss just because he decided that he felt like talking to me. He doesn't have the right to do that. It's just ridiculous. And you! I cant believe that he came into YOUR office! What the hell was he thinking? Coming in to yell at you like that. Why the hell would he do something so god damn stupid? And for Merlin's sake! HE SMASHED HARRY'S WINDOWS! I can't believe that he was so thick headed as to SMASH HIS WINDOWS!'

Draco let her rage on for a while longer nodding in all of the right places as he tried not to let her see him wincing every time she let out a particularly high pitched screech of anger.

'Calm down love, Harry and I don't mind. It's not a big deal,' he insisted. 'Just relax .We are here to have fun and be calm. At least try to keep your temper dear.'

Hermione calmed down soon after and was all smiles when Draco offered her his hand so she could climb out easily. Tossing the keys to the Valet, he took her hand and stepped onto the red carpet ready for the onslaught of paparazzi.

Hermione and Draco smiled and waved and played their part. Half way down the line Draco twirled Hermione around in an elaborate display as she giggled. Hermione cringed internally, she hated having to act so giggly in front of the paparazzi. As girly as she was, there was no way she would giggle or swoon in real life. But the journalists didn't need to know that. It was better if she gave them a fake her, this way her real private life could be kept under wraps. At least, her personality could be.

The Draco versus Ron battle had already become big news for the tabloids and Witch Weekly was following the story religiously. Naturally, Rita Skeeter had painted her as a scarlet woman again, even bringing Harry in as a third man and claiming that he and Ginny were both cheating on each other.

As soon as they went inside they searched determinedly for Harry and Ginny. Harry was sipping on a firewhisky while Ginny stared at him with a slightly jealous expression. 'Hi guys,' Hermione greeted the married couple.

'How are you Hermione?' Harry kissed her on the cheek.

'Fabulous,' she replied with a smile.

'Would you mind if I asked your stunning wife for a dance?' Draco asked Harry with a grin.

'My life wouldn't be worth living if I tried to stop her,' Harry downed his firewhisky in one and shook his head to get rid of the shock.

'See how well I've trained him,' Ginny smirked while the others laughed. Draco took Ginny's hand and led her onto the dance floor.

'Shall we join them?' Harry asked Hermione.

'Why not? We're here to have fun. She looked around, 'you know, I thought that today would be like yesterday, a whole load of posh people being posh and stuff, but today everyone's letting loose. Check out those girls over there dancing like there's no tomorrow,' she pointed.

'Not to mention there's a DJ and almost have the people in this place are already drunk', Harry agreed.

'Well come on Harry, we're here to party after all!' Hermione laughed as they fought their way through the dancing crowd to find Draco and Hermione.

Draco was spinning Ginny around as she laughed when Harry and Hermione found them.

'You guys having a good time?' Ginny asked.

'It's way better then yesterday, we can actually act like the twenty-something year olds that we actually are!' Hermione yelled over the din of the massive crowd.

'Mione!'

Hermione sighed and turned around unwillingly. 'Ronald!'

Ron was wobbling a little way away from them with a large, almost bottle of firewhisky in his hand.

'Come daaance,' he slurred drunkenly at her.

She recoiled disgustedly. 'You're sick.'

'Leave Ron.' Harry was looking at him coldly and Ginny had pulled out her wand and was gripping it tightly. Draco was standing in a protective position next to Hermione.

Ron made to protest but the crowd pulled him in and he was gone. 'Why is it that every time we go somewhere, he has to cause problems?' Hermione muttered angrily.

'I don't know love. Lighten up a bit though,' Draco grinned. 'What do you all say to a round of shots?'

'I'd love to. Well that is if you don't mind Harry,' Hermione glanced at him for approval.

'Go ahead Hermione, I think I'll join you. You're excused from work if you have a hangover in the morning,' he grinned. 'Merlin knows we need it.'

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