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Chapter 11

Draco slammed the door shut in his room. He unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt and took the bottle of fire whisky. He opened it and drank straight from it. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grimaced at the sudden burning sensation flowing down his throat.

Andrew? Who the fuck is Andrew?

He ran his hand through his hair and started to pace in his room. He drank more from his bottle.

The way he said that bloke's name. The way she smiled as she recalled the events within that week.

He took another swig from the bottle and groaned.

If only no problem occurred in his company, he would've been there with her during those days and could keep an eye on that Andrew. He cursed under his breath. He drank another and another until the bottle is empty. He threw the now empty bottle across the room and heard it shatter into pieces.

This Andrew was there for her when he left her.

That thought hurts. He slumped on the floor, resting his back on the edge of the bed. He bent his knees close to his chest and rested his arms on top of it.

Andrew was the one who replaced him after he left Hermione.

You deserve this Draco. He thought to himself. He leaned his head at the edge of the bed; he suddenly felt his world spinning from the whole bottle he just drank.

So what? You'll give up now?

Draco covered his face with his hand and moved it up to run through his hair. He gave a loud sigh.

No. I won't give up. I'll prove to her that I've changed and I'm the better guy. This Andrew isn't a threat.

Draco struggled to get up. He pushed himself from the floor and crawled to his bed. He buried his face in the pillow. This chap would be sorry if he ever makes a move with my Hermione.

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The following day, Draco was having tea in Zabini Manor with the gang. He had a terrible hangover which forced him to drink an awful taste of potion to get rid of it. He pushed the thoughts of Andrew-Hermione at the back of his mind. He already had asked his assistant, Philippe, to do some background research about this bloke. He would get the information later in his office.

"Congratulations Blaise, you're now a father." Draco raised his cup of tea.

Blaise snorted. "Thanks. Now, I'm officially restless every night. But not like those nights with Pansy, if you know what I mean." He raised his brow with a sly smile on his face.

Draco looked disgusted while Theo shook his head. "That's why I don't want to be a father…for now." They all chuckled for a while until they noticed that Marcus had been quiet for the whole time.

"What's wrong mate?" Blaise asked.

"Trouble in paradise?" Theo teased.

Marcus sighed and nodded. "Padma's been distant lately. I think she's cheating on me."

They all gaped at Marcus, not knowing what to say.

"Maybe she's just having this crimson tide all women complain about." Blaise said, waving his hand as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Theo gave Marcus a pat on the back. "Blaise is right. It's nothing to worry about. You know how women are."

Marcus groaned. "But deep in my gut I feel that there's something wrong. I don't know. I tried to give time to her but she would just push me away. I gave her a lot of gifts. A car, the latest bag, everything. Last night, she was finally the Padma I knew when I told her I have an important thing to give her. She was very excited and even bought a new dress for our date. I mean, I gave her a set of diamond earrings for cripes sake! But she just ignored it and became the distant Padma again. I mean, am I missing something?"

Theo thought for a moment. "Maybe she doesn't like diamond earrings. Try the emerald ones, chicks dig it."

Blaise rolled his eyes. "Don't listen to Theo. Give her some time, man. Maybe she doesn't like gifts."

Draco was still silent, deep in thought.

Marcus ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "Then what does she want? We went to dinner, watched a movie, and made love. I don't know what's wrong. I still love her but lately, I don't feel that she loves me."

Draco moved his eyes to Marcus. "Try to propose to her."

Marcus opened his mouth then shut it back again. He shook his head. "No. I can't. I'm not ready for that step yet."

Draco shrugged. "Then you'll just lose her and that feeling sucks big time. You have no idea how much that hurts."

Marcus sighed. "I guess you're right."

"I know I'm right."

Marcus nodded and took a sip from his cup.

Theo shook his head. "Love. I can't imagine being in love yet. Just seeing you all in different dilemmas makes me want to remain single…for now."

Blaise chuckled. "Someday you'll eat your words Theo. It's nice to have someone by your side who loves you and who would take good care of you. Watch. Pansy would come in –" He held his hand up and glanced at the door."- five…four…three…two…one…"

Draco chuckled when nothing happened.

"Nothing happened." Theo chortled.

Blaise ignored them. "…one…two…three…" Then the door opened. "See? I haven't counted up to five yet and here's my lovely wife." Pansy came out and beamed at her husband holding a tray of blueberry muffins. A house elf was trailing behind her carrying a pitcher of pink lemonade.

"This woman loves me." Blaise said smugly.

"Hi baby." Pansy sat beside Blaise and kissed him on the lips. "What are you guys talking about?" Pansy asked placing muffins on each of their plates.

"Marcus thinks Padma's cheating on him." Theo said as a matter-of-fact.

Pansy's eyebrows shot up and glanced at Marcus. "How could you say that? Have you seen her with someone else?"

Marcus shook his head. "No. I just feel it."

She rolled her eyes. "You shouldn't assume things just because you feel it. If she knew about this, she'll feel betrayed. You should trust her, you know. After all those years you've been together, I don't think she'll cheat on you."

Marcus bit on his muffin. "Okay, fine. Let's change the subject, shall we? Draco, how are you and Miss Granger?"

Draco stopped midway from sipping from his cup when Marcus asked about Hermione. He glared at his friend for putting the spotlight at him. He placed his cup back down and placed on a blank face. "Everything is going well – until recently when she told me that she saw this Andrew guy in the photo shoot she's been to."

Blaise frowned. "Who's Andrew? Is he a muggle?"

Theo and Marcus leaned closer, waiting for his response. He really didn't want to talk about this right now but he had no choice since he knew his friends wouldn't let him leave without telling everything. Pansy was waiting for his response too.

He clenched his jaw. "Andrew, unfortunately, is the guy who courted her before when she went to this photography class. I don't know if he's a wizard or a muggle. Probably a muggle."

They all formed an O on their lips except Pansy.

Pansy placed her hand on his arm. "Draco, he was just someone who courted her, not an ex-boyfriend. So you don't have to worry."

Draco shrugged. "I know. I'm not worried." He lied. Pansy knew he was so she gave him a look.

"Okay, fine. I'm a little worried. I don't know if she had mutual feelings with him or something. He might mess things up between me and Hermione. I want to take away all those pains I've caused her. I want her to be happy with me. I want her to know that I'm the one for her."

Pansy placed her hand on his and gave it a small squeeze. "I know someday everything would be okay. About this Andrew, he wouldn't be a threat. He's just a friend."

Draco glanced at her and smirked. "I sure hope so. I really love her."

Pansy smiled. "I know you do. Muffin?"

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It was almost three months since the day they met in Flourish and Blotts and it has been four days since the 'Andrew Revelation'. He just read the information about Andrew Richards

Apparently, Andrew is a wizard and belongs to the wealthiest families in the whole world, just like the Malfoy's. He grew up in Scotland but resided in France. He went to a different school of wizardry. He is currently a doctor for both magical and muggle world.

Draco remembered he met Andrew from one of the Galas his family held. They have the same age, but not the same height and not the same hair color. Andrew is a few inches shorter than Draco and his hair is dark brown.

Draco placed the folder of Andrew's profile inside his drawer and continued with his work. He was reading the progress report of his company when he heard his phone ring. He pressed the button.

"Sir, Mr. Potter is here."

He rolled his eyes. "Send him in."

In just a few seconds, Harry was inside his office. He sat in the chair across Draco making himself comfortable.

"I know why you're here." Draco said as he leaned on his chair. He rested his elbows on the armrest.

Harry pretended to take lint off his coat. "Then I won't be long." He looked at Malfoy straight in the eye."I'm just here to warn you. One more mistake and I swear you would receive the unforgivable. She's been through a lot already, Malfoy. She was fine without you…then here you are…back and ready to crush her heart all over again."

Draco frowned. He was tired of Potter's lectures. It's time to tell him everything. "Really? That's what you think? Do you really know what she thinks? Even when we were dating before, she didn't open anything to you. Why? Because she knew you would judge her." He chuckled. "You know what, I don't need to explain to you, Potter, nor do I need your warning. I know this is my last shot and I know things are different now. I love her and I won't give up on her, not now, not ever. I know she's been through a lot because of me and maybe, that's why I'm back. I want to make it up to her. I want to make things right. No matter how hard it is to get her back – I'll do it." He leaned closer and rested his arms on his desk. "You could give me the avada kedavra or hex me all you like if I failed her once again, because none of those things would hurt me. The only thing that could hurt me, crush me, kill me is Hermione's rejection." He tried to catch his breath, waiting for any reaction from the boy who lived. He got nothing.

Harry stood up. "Okay. Now that's been settled. I better be going. It's good that we've finally agreed on something." He walked to the door and held on to the knob. He glanced back at Draco. "Last shot."

He turned the knob and opened the door leaving Draco alone once again in his office.

Draco groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. He finally let it all out to Potter. It was the truth, only Hermione could hurt him. He wasn't worried about Potter's threat. He was much more worried that the new Hermione wouldn't love him, much less like him.

He heard his cellphone ring. He looked at the screen and saw it was her. He smiled and pressed the button. They were getting along just fine but he could sense that she was a bit distant to him.

"Hey."

"Hi Draco. Could we talk? Let's meet at lunch time. Same place?"

"O-okay. See you there." Draco stuttered and pressed the 'end' button. Is this the rejection he was worried about? What could she possibly want to talk about? Has he done something wrong?

He began to think of all the wrong things he may have done recently. He can't think of anything.

Maybe it was the lasagna I tried to cook for her. He grimaced at that thought. That lasagna did taste like shit.

Or the time I let her ride the horse and she fell off. He couldn't help but stifle a laugh. He remembered the smug face of Hermione when she learned that they were going horseback riding. He offered her his help when she was trying to ride the horse but she shrugged him off and said she could do it. So she tried to ride but slipped and fell on the other side instead.

He sighed and leaned back on his chair. Whatever it is, I'll have to meet her later.

A/N: Too late upload. Very busy. Please RR. Thank you.