Gift drabble for Enigmaticrose4! Her prompt was Library, first meeting, "You're not at all what I expected." Muggle or Magical AU

Thanks goes to i was BOTWP for being my beta on this!

POV: Hermione

Pairing: Dramione


Hermione Granger was never late to an appointment, and that was why she sat alone at her favorite table in the corner of the library, staring at her phone while she waited for her "date" to arrive. She didn't mind waiting, after all, she was ten minutes early, but with every minute that passed her nerves just got worse.

She checked and double checked his messages to make sure she hadn't missed one, and obsessively read his profile and browsed through his pictures again. He just seemed too good to be true, this Draco Malfoy. He'd grown up in a town just a few miles away from hers, he liked the same books, which was a rare find, and had the same love for history. He was intelligent, handsome, and could keep up with her when she went on tangents. She even liked the confident, if not a bit cocky, attitude he displayed during late night chat sessions. And God he looked good in a suit. She could just imagine herself undoing that tie around his neck before leaving a trail of love bites there.

Ginny had warned her about "cat fishing", but after a year of horrible dates and unsatisfying sex, she was desperate for someone to click. She figured she had nothing to lose and finally gave online dating a go. She didn't even care if he wasn't as perfect as he seemed to be. He was obviously witty because that was something no one could fake, so she was willing to give him a chance, even if he didn't look exactly like his picture.

Crossing her legs, she sighed. She'd put her all into this date, even wearing a matching bra and knickers, so she would be highly disappointed if he turned out to be a balding fifty-something with a pot belly. She wouldn't go so far as to say she was shallow, but there was a limit.

She was so busy staring at her phone and worrying over the possibilities of being duped that she hadn't noticed she was no longer alone until someone cleared their throat.

Startled, she let her phone drop onto the table.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to sneak up on you," an almost dreamy baritone said as she scrambled to stand up to greet him.

"No, no. I'm sorry. I was just zoned-" She began, pulling at the hem of her skirt as her eyes traveled upward to land on his face. All the words she was going to say stuck to her tongue and all she could do was stare.

She needn't worry about being disappointed. He was beautiful.

"It's fine. I'm just glad I snuck up on the right woman," he flashed a dazzling white smile, "you are Hermione Granger right?"

"Yes," she said quickly. "I'm- yes I'm her."

He nodded his head and extended his hand to her. "Draco Malfoy. It's nice to meet you."

She finally snapped out of whatever spell he'd put her under and took his hand. "It's a pleasure."

"I'd say the pleasure is all mine," he replied, his voice soft - a hint of mischief in his eyes.

This man.

Oh, this man.

He knew what he was doing.

"You certainly know what to say, don't you Mr. Malfoy?"

"I have been told I make a good first impression."

She smiled. "That you do."

He offered her his arm. "Ready to go to dinner? I made reservations at a lovely little place down the street."

Her eyes lit up. "Belavitas?"

"Of course," he replied, "only the finest for you."

She grabbed her phone and shoved it into her purse. "Then lead the way."

It was a quick walk to the Italian restaurant. As the hostess walked away from seating them, they simultaneously put their phones on silent. It was reassuring to know neither wanted outside distractions. They exchanged the normal first date spiel but the more they talked, the more she noticed his gaze moving up and down her body, a smile ever present as he did so.

After a few more minutes of back and forth, she'd finally had enough. She just had to know.."Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason, really." he shrugged, "You're just not at all what I expected."

She frowned. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"A good thing, I assure you," he replied with a smirk. "Your pictures don't do you justice, Ms. Granger."

Heat rose in her cheeks and she fought the urge to look away from him. "Thank you. I'm...I'm not used to such compliments."

"If a compliment is all it takes to make you blush like that, I'll compliment you all night, love."

Images of him doing everything in his power to make her blush flooded her mind and the tell tale signs of lust stirred between her legs.

"If you compliment me anymore, Mr. Malfoy, you may find yourself skipping dinner and going straight to dessert."

The look he gave her had her heart thumping quickly in her chest. His eyes were dark with want and full of promises.

Now, more than ever, she was glad she clicked on his picture.

Just like his profile, he was perfect.