A/N: I decided that it was the 18th of September in this chapter - so the next chapter will be Ginny/Draco's shopping then it'll be Hermione's birthday... and a task shall be completed then. And if my calculations are correct, then the group should be leaving at the very beginning of July... So it's doubtful they'll be returning to Hogwarts... I'm already thinking of a sequel though, so lemme know if you want one...?
Hermione rolled out of bed the next morning, her feet making a soft thump on the floor as she landed. Checking behind her to make sure she hadn't woken Draco, she walked around the bed, and left the room, not fully shutting the door. She thought it was unfair of her to wake Draco up everytime she got up for work, although she didn't know that Draco actually wanted to be woken up today, because he wanted to find a job. He was fed up of being sat in the house alone. The few hours that Hermione worked for dragged, and he found himself talking to the cat, and expecting her to talk about. Thinking about Tigger... he hadn't seen her for a day, but her food dish kept emptying it's self. Just where was she hiding?
Heading for the shower, Hermione made sure she shut the bathroom door in hopes to keep Draco asleep, but he'd woken up when he heard the water turn on, mainly because the pipes where noisy, and Draco was somewhat a light sleeper, well, he had been since he'd got to America. He sat up. Finally, it was Friday - they had the weekend to relax, not that Draco had been doing anything else for the last week and a bit, but tomorrow he got to relax with Hermione, and he could ask her to help him find a job. After a few minutes, he rd the door click open, and sat up in bed just as Hermione walked in. She'd dressed in the bathroom, and now had a towel wrapped around her hair - Draco thought it made her look funny, like she had no hair. He realised just how entertained he was by the smallest things.
"Did I wake you?" Hermione asked, looking on one of the dressers for her hair dryer.
Draco shook his head, "Nah, I wake early anyway." That was a lie, but she didn't need to know that. "It's in the top drawer." He added, watching her look for the little device. Draco didn't see what was so good about it - he'd tried it once, it just blew out hot air, and made his hair all messy. It wasn't good at all. It took his ages to brush his hair back to how he wanted it.
"How'd you know?" Hermione asked, opening the top drawer and pulling out her hair dryer. She'd packed muggles things when she went to Hogwarts, on the off chance she could find a spell that would change their electrical energy in to magical energy - she'd yet to be successful.
"I cleaned up in here the other day and just put it in there." He shrugged, getting out of bed, and going over to his clothes drawers. He was awake now, he might as well get up, then when Hermione left, he could go job hunting, and hopefully have one by the time she came home. He did want to help, and now that there was a baby on the way, he supposed she'd want to stay at home with the baby. She probably had more of an idea about how to look after a baby. Draco had never really been near a baby long enough to learn. What with him being an only child, and the fact that for most of his life he was kept in the Manor. There wasn't really any time that he could just go and see a baby, plus - hardly anyone he knew had given birth recently.
He supposed he'd learn though. Well, he hoped he would. He didn't think it would b a good idea for him to look after a baby, and not know what to do with him or her. Draco had completely zoned out whilst Hermione was getting ready for work, and when he came back to the right planet, she was ready to leave, and giving him instructions to keep the house tidy, and not to wonder off and get lost if he did decide to go outside.
Draco didn't need her to tell him that, although it was nice to know that she cared enough to warn him. He also wondered why she had to go to work so early. Did people seriously get up this early to go clothes shopping? Wait... Lavender Brown... yes. People really did get up this early just to go shopping. How could he forget how obssessed she was with shopping? He felt a little bad for Ron, on some level burried way deep inside of him. Once again, he snapped out of his thoughts just as Hermione was waving goodbye and leaving. He waved briefly before jumping up, and getting dressed. He supposed he could look for a job today, after all there was nothing else that he could do.
...Maybe there was. A knock sounded at the door, causing Draco to stop combing his hair, and go to look at who it was. Who could actually be knocking on the door at this time in the morning? He had a horrible thought as he was walking down the stairs. What if it's Brown wanting me to go shopping with her? Oh God, that really would be bad, sure he could cope when he had to go shopping with his mother, just about, but he had a feeling that Lavender was even worse than his mum. And that was something to be scared off, in Draco's opinion. Not that his ever really mattered when it came to stuff like this.
Luckily, it was just the Weasley girl, Ginny. Although he still wondered what she wanted. He hadn't done anything to Potter or Weasley had he? Or Weasley and Brown? Or even Granger? He couldn't recall anything, so he really was lost as to why the small, red-head was stood on his doorstep with her arms folded.
"Malfoy." She said, politely, before looking pointedly at him, "do you know what day it is tomorrow?"
Draco blinked, "Uhm...Sunday?" He said slowly, "Why? Did you forget? Got Church or something?" He'd heard some old women talking about going to Church on Sundays, but he knew that Ginny wouldn't be going to church, she'd sinned too much to even want to go there - she wasn't as innocent as everyone thought she was.
"No!" Ginny said, pushing Draco aside, and walking in to the house, "Tomorrow is Hermione's birthday."
Draco shrugged, "What's that got to do with me?" He asked, he didn't get what she was getting at.
"Well, you gotta get her something." Ginny said, giving him a harsh look. "She's your wife, abeit pretend, but still! Oh, and she also said you needed a job, so we're looking for one whilst we're out."
"What about Potter?" He asked, "Won't he take you out and you can get your friend a gift, and leave me to be the arrogant person I am?" He sneered at her, turning to leave the room that she'd led them to.
"No, because you're not an arrogant person." Ginny said, walking up to him, and grabbing his arm to turn him. "And get your coat, 'cause we're going out."
Draco sighed, but he knew that he should do what she said. Plus, she did say they could look for a job for him whilst they were out, which was a plus, because he really needed one. "Fine. Give me a minute."
Why did he have the feeling he wouldn't even have time to be bored today? Not with Ginny around, that was for sure. This child always seemed to be full of energy, and Draco wondeded how Harry dealed with all the hyperness. He knew that if Hermione was that hyperactive then he wouldn't be able to cope with her. Draco hurriedly finished combing his hair, and pulled on his jacket before going back to get Ginny.
"Come on then, Hermione doesn't work all day." Ginny said, opening the front door and walking out leaving Draco to follow her.
