A/N: -ArtemisIcePrincess, thank you! ^ ^
Word Count: 381
Drabble Thirty-Six: Books
"Bye Adelaide! Have a nice weekend!" Hermione called to her coworker who hung her keys on the hook and waved back. The blonde exited the bookshop, leaving Hermione as the only employee still working the late shift of her very own store.
Quills and Parchment was a fairly known bookstore in Diagon Alley, being the only chain of it. It had always been a dream of her's to own one, but she'd never really considered it until one of her friends was looking to sell the space.
After the war, Hermione didn't want anything to do with what her childhood had been like. While Harry and Ron had become Aurors, Hermione had bought a flat and worked at a Muggle school to teach English.
Now, she lived a comfortable life manning her books: literally, her life and love. She couldn't imagine anything happier.
She was thrown out of her thoughts when she heard the familiar tinkle of the fairy bell, signaling a customer had walked it.
"Hey, bookworm." Hermione smiled at him, at which he returned the smile.
"Hey, bookie." Draco teased her, walking towards the front desk and kissing her cheek. Their terms of endearment for each other were... different then others usually had. After all, who calls their girlfriend a bookie?
The two had bonded over their shared love of books and thirst for knowledge. Th only Malfoy left in the line had wandered into her shop one day.
"A friend recommended your selection of books." he had said to her politely when he walked in the first day.
Books were something they had in common, and that was what their relationship had blossomed from. Often they'd spend hours talking about which science fiction novels were better, and if this theory made sense, or if that statement was true.
"I suppose you're only here for the books?" Hermione quirked an eyebrow playfully.
"Yes, of course. It's not like my beautiful girlfriend is in the room where the books are." he sighed. "I guess I'll just have to settle with the wonderful books in the corner over there."
Hermione grinned at him, and he tipped an invisible hat at her.
"You, goof, you. Thank you." she smiled. "For brightening my day."
"Pleasure."