I'm really sorry for the wait... I had another idea for a story (Goodbye For Now), and my mind wouldn't let me finish this chapter with that idea in my head. Also I would like to let you guys know that I wanted to add more to this chapter, but I've been really busy lately and I have exams next week, so I knew I wouldn't be able to work on the story for a bit. So I decided to update what I had so far. So this is chapter 12, and yes I do realize that I had said this would be chapter 11 part2, but I figure that somewhere in the future I'd get mixed up. So here's chapter 12. Enjoy!


LAST TIME: "Malfoy stays."


There is absolutely no way in hell, that I am staying alone with my fiancé. I really can't wait until Professor Dumbledore leaves. So that leaves Malfoy. (Oh joy!)

"Are you sure, Miss Granger? I'm sure Mr Malfoy wouldn't mind..."

I interrupt him again. (I don't know why I am being so rude.) "Headmaster, I'd feel much more at ease if Mal-- Draco stayed."

"Well if you are certain Miss Granger."

"Yes, Sir." I escort him to the picture, willing myself not to push him out of the door. Once Dumbledore is out in the corridor, he gives a little wave, says something about having fun (yeah right) and walks off towards his office.

I get back into the living room, and I throw myself on to the couch. (Right beside Severus.) I take a throw pillow, bury my face in it and I scream.

After a few seconds, I stop and put down the pillow. Both men are looking at me with amused expressions. I stand up and motion for them to follow me to the kitchen.

"Can you guys cook?" By the looks on their faces, I can tell that they've probably never even made toast and have almost never even been in a kitchen. "Ok, well you two read the instructions on the back of the package of rice and I'll be right back." I leave before they have time to complain.

I go to my room to get my CD player. Last year I made a great discovery... there's no electricity at Hogwarts, but anything battery operated works. (Yay!)

I bring it out into the living room and set it on the table. After I pop in my favorite CD (Abby gave it to me a few years ago), I push play, and go to the kitchen.

It's a funny sight. Severus is sitting on one of the stools, scowling, obviously displeased with something. (Hmm... I wonder what? It couldn't have anything to do with the music, could it?)

Malfoy is jabbing a serving bowl with his wand, muttering warming charms. I can see that he didn't read the directions on the back of the bag of rice... I'm sure it doesn't say: 'Empty rice into bowl, cast charms to warm.'

Trying to muffle my giggles (not really working), I walk into the kitchen. I remove the bowl from Malfoy and point to a stool. If he's not going to help, the least he can do is stay out of my way.

One of my favorite songs start playing and I start singing and dancing a bit, while fixing the rice. (I really should remember to tell Malfoy that you have to boil it.)

As a new song comes on, I start preparing the chicken (nothing fancy, I swear.)

"What is this ungodly racket?"

Lovely, the first conversation between my fiancé and I (apart from academics, and me yelling at him), will be about my music.

"By 'ungodly racket', I'm assuming you mean music? My cousin, Abby gave it to me for my fifteenth birthday. She said that even if I was a witch, I still had to keep up with the muggle music. Every once in awhile, Abby will send me a new CD. Sometimes she'll send me demo."

I put the chicken in the oven, and wipe my hands on a dish towel. I start cleaning the counter and I realize that both men are looking at me like I've grown antlers.

"CDs make music and the reason that Abby sends me demos is she's the lead singer in her band."

Abby and four of her friends started a band when we were fourteen. She had begged me to join (I can sing without making people cringe and I can play the guitar), but I was at school most of the time. It wasn't really practical. Still, when we get together, I'll sing and play.

I finish wiping the counter and I wave my wand to wash the dishes.

"We have fifteen minutes to talk before supper is ready, so maybe we should go to the living room?"

Severus stands up and Draco follows him out of the room, so I'm taking that as a yes. I follow silently. I'm nervous. I walk into the room and I turn down the music. I leave it on in case of any awkward silences.

I sit down beside Malfoy and I twist my hands in my lap. With a deep breath, I say: "Well as we're getting married, we should probably know a few things about each other. Do you want to start?"

Silence...

"Ok, I'll start. My favorite color is grey. I love Chinese Food. My favorite book is 'The Little Princess'. I love Potions, although Transfiguration is a close second. I love animals, but my favorite would have to be cats. The only musical instrument I play is the guitar." I pause, thinking of anything else I may have missed. "Oh, and I love to travel; I went to Paris this summer to visit my grandmother. Your turn."

Severus's eyes widen slightly, before narrowing. "Why---"

Malfoy cuts him off. "Uncle's favorite color is blue."

My fiancé is openly glaring at Malfoy and I. "Hmm... I was right. A few years ago, Ginny and I had a bet on his favorite color. I had bet blue and Ginny had bet green. I win a sickle!"

Malfoy looks mildly surprised. "No one bet black?"

"Nah, too cliche!"

The timer goes off in the kitchen and I rush to make sure supper doesn't burn.

As I take the chicken out of the oven, Severus and Malfoy walk into the room. "Could you guys set the table?"

They start setting the table and I can't help but think that this is going to be a little uncomfortable. Oh well, at least the food looks (and smells) great.


Well there's chapter 12... So what do you guys think? I'd like to thank everyone for the reviews for last chapter. And I should also say that next chapter might take a little longer... (stupid french exams!) But I'll do the best that I can.