Background:
Hermione/Draco
Post-Hogwarts
Draco, after making a comment about her lack of a dating life, realizes that he likes Hermione. He been calling and hanging up multiple times a day and Blaise catches him the one time he actually leaves a voice mail.
Quote is from He's Just Not That Into You
Draco sat at his desk, cell phone pressed to his ear as listening to Hermione's voice mail, internally debating whether or not to leave a message.
"Hello, you have reached Hermione Granger. I'm unable to take your call. You might be able to reach me on my cell or you can try me at work. But definitely leave a message here first. Thanks!"
As the beep sounded, Draco found himself talking.
"Hey, Hermione, it's Draco, um how's it going?" Draco began to pace the length of his office, not noticing his best friend, Blaise, watching from the doorway, "Uh, just wondering how you're doing. I haven't talked to you in a little while and, uh, just wondering how you're doing." Draco sat down on the couch in his office continued to ramble, "So… I was hoping to talk to you…obviously… But you're out, I guess. So, just call me sometime. Or tonight, uh, in around…I'll be in around…that's, that's…not…now. It's Draco. Okay." Draco snapped his phone shut and hung his head.
"Dude," Blaise said, shaking his head and closing Draco's door.
"I know," Draco sighed as his best friend sat down next to him.
"What's gotten into you? Ever since Granger started seeing Boot, you've been acting weird."
"That's just it. Granger's seeing Boot. I haven't seen or talked to her for, going on three weeks. It's driving me crazy. I used to talk to her every day, and I didn't realize how much I enjoyed talking to her. And now, she spends all her free time with Boot. And, granted, if I hadn't made that comment about her dating life being non-existent, she probably wouldn't be with Boot in the first place. Blaise, I'm in love with Hermione Granger and I'm scared. I don't know what to do. For the first time, I, Draco Malfoy, don't have a clue."
"As your best friend, I know how much Granger means to you. And as Granger's partner, I know she isn't really into Boot as much as he's into her. He's like a rebound for her. I'm going to suggest, and I know you'll hate this suggestion, but I'm going to suggest that you tell her how you feel, she's in her office. I can tell that she feels the same; she's just too prideful and pissed at you to show it. But, I did hear her talking to Lovegood about it."
"I don't do the whole feelings crap."
"You just left a rambling voicemail asking how she was doing and you claim that you don't do the whole feelings crap?"
"You said she was in her office?"
"Yep, now go get your girl. I'm tired of breathing in Boot's cheap cologne. The smell gets left in the room every time he comes to visit her and it's sickening. And Boot's not good for her, everyone can see it. Hell, Potter even asked me if I knew anything about that he didn't. He says that Weasley thinks that Granger's under a spell. Potter admitted that he would prefer you over Boot. Which is good, you already have her best friend's approval. Sure, he still hate you, but he likes you better than her current boyfriend."
"Fine, if it'll make you, I'll go talk to her."
With that, Draco stood up and walked out of his office and down five doors, knocking lightly on her door before opening it to find Hermione with tears running down her face.
"Hermione."
Hermione looked up before quickly wiping the tears from her face.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione replied.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, me and Terry just had a little fight."
"I know you don't like to admit it, but I know you. It takes a hell of a fight to make you cry."
"We broke up. He wanted to explore other options before things got too serious between us."
"Hermione, I know that this isn't the right time to tell, after all, you just got dumped, but I love you and I was stupid when I said what I did and I've been insanely jealous of Boot these past few weeks, and Malfoys don't do jealous. I've been going crazy and I haven't been able to stop thinking about you—"
Draco was cut off by Hermione's lips on his.
"You hurt me with that comment, I wanted a way to prove you wrong and to try to convince myself that I didn't have feelings for you. Unfortunately, I didn't succeed. But I'm stubborn and when I start something, I finish it. Harry says it's the worst of my best qualities."
Draco kissed her again.
"By the way, when you get home, just delete my voicemail before you listen to it. It's not important."
"I think I want to listen to it now."
"Come on, I'll take you out to dinner. Blaise said that you haven't eaten anything since you guys got the big case."
"That's not true. I have a jar a peanut butter in my desk and the mini-fridge is full of fruit."
"Wow, peanut butter and fruit, no wonder you almost fainted the other day."
"Shut up, Malfoy."
Draco laughed and kissed her again, deciding to take her to Italy for dinner and France for dessert.
