A/N I do not own Harry Potter or the characters associated with Harry Potter. Thank you. But I would
like to own:
Draco Malfoy (who wouldn't)
Viktor Krum (in my world he is perfect for Hermione, which is perfect for me)
Ron Weasley (so I can torture him)
Harry Potter (so I can sell him at an auction for all the girls who want to marry him)
Sirius Black (who wouldn't want to own an ex-convict?)
Oliver Wood (come on! he's hot, plus he's cool! who doesn't want to own him?)
To Love Somebody
The next day
"Harry, are you almost ready?" Hermione said as she grabbed her purse. They were going to go to
Diagon Alley to look at a bakery, a flower shop, and they were going to hire a wedding
planner.
"Almost. Crap," Harry said as the phone started to ring. "Hello? Yeah. I can't. I have to--Okay."
Harry walked over to where Hermione was waiting patiently for him. "Darling, I can't make it.
McManal needs me for extra practice."
Hermione pouted. "But we have been planning this for weeks."
"I know, but no money, no wedding," Harry said kissing her.
"You're right."
"Since we have an appointment, you need to go see the wedding planner. I trust you'll make a
good choice," Harry said.
"Okay."
Diagon Alley was crowded with all sorts of different wizards. After trying to push her way through
the crowds for a half an hour, she finally reached the wedding planner's office.
Hermione walked up to the receptionist. "Hello, name?" the receptionist said.
"Potter, Harry and Hermione," Hermione said.
"Oh, yes. Down the hall and to your left," the receptionist pointed down the hall.
"Thanks," Hermione said. While walking, she hear two people arguing.
"...but Selena, you know Mum and Dad are against it! I can't do that!" a man was saying to a woman.
"Keep your voice down! I know you can't do it. I wasn't telling you to. But, you has to say something,
or one day she may very well walk through that door without you!" the woman said.
Hermione didn't hear the rest because she had reached the room the receptionist told her to go to.
A woman with light blue eyes and very blonde hair walked in. "Hello, please sit down." Hermione sat
down. "I am Selena Malfoy." Selena held out her hand.
Hermione took it. "Hermione Granger."
(A/N I really don't know how these things go, so lets skip through that and finish this part up!)
Selena walked with Hermione to the door of her office. "Well, it was nice meeting you, Hermione."
"You, too. I call up later and bring my fiancee next time. Bye," Hermione said. Hermione was
walking to her car when someone grabbed her
shirt.
"What?" Hermione turned around to stare right at Draco Malfoy.
"What were you doing in my sister's office?" he asked, looking her over.
"I...I...I needed to speak with her," Hermione said.
Draco was silent.
"Your sister is a wedding planner?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, growing up with her was torture," Draco said. He laughed lightly.
"Why?"
"Well, she's older than me, so I always liked when I got to playwith her. But, she liked to play
'Wedding.' Not the most amusing game. She would invite her friends over and marry them to me."
Draco said, smiling.
Hermione laughed.
"It was a nightmare. I can remember one night I was married atleast 6 times.....I was broke after
that. Too many weddings and honeymoons to pay for." Draco said. He looked into her eyes.
Hermione found that she couldn't look away.
Do you... Do you, I don't know, have plans for the day?" Draco asked her.
Hermione thought of all the wedding preparations that needed to be done. "No," she answered.
"Then, maybe you would like to spend a day with the man of many wives?" Draco asked her.
Hermione was smiling like a crazy lunatic. Draco didn't seem to notice. Or, maybe it was the fact
that he was smiling the same way.
"What are we going to do, O-Stud-Muffin?" Hermione asked in a teasing voice.
"Well, we can go party till there's no tomorrow, then get lunch. After the we'll party some more, then
get dinner. And for a little change of pace, we'll party till midnight."
"Sounds like fun. Sure, I'm in," Hermione said. Any thoughts of Harry or their engagement were put
out of her mind for a more convenient time.
Naughty Hermione!!! Review or else. That's my motto.
Thank yous:
Violet Blues: That is exactly how i want this story to go!!
Michee: Only time will tell. (bravo! bravo!)
Harry's Angel: and u call urself 'Harry's Angel' ......
IlUvDrAcO: Wow! ur name's a mouthful to type! whew! thanks!
Waiting: I don't really write good action/adventure. I can only write if it have been 'sent' to me.
Caroline: thanks
Riana: thanks
Lady Queenscove: thanks
Kylee: thanks
TFG: luv ur fic
like to own:
Draco Malfoy (who wouldn't)
Viktor Krum (in my world he is perfect for Hermione, which is perfect for me)
Ron Weasley (so I can torture him)
Harry Potter (so I can sell him at an auction for all the girls who want to marry him)
Sirius Black (who wouldn't want to own an ex-convict?)
Oliver Wood (come on! he's hot, plus he's cool! who doesn't want to own him?)
To Love Somebody
The next day
"Harry, are you almost ready?" Hermione said as she grabbed her purse. They were going to go to
Diagon Alley to look at a bakery, a flower shop, and they were going to hire a wedding
planner.
"Almost. Crap," Harry said as the phone started to ring. "Hello? Yeah. I can't. I have to--Okay."
Harry walked over to where Hermione was waiting patiently for him. "Darling, I can't make it.
McManal needs me for extra practice."
Hermione pouted. "But we have been planning this for weeks."
"I know, but no money, no wedding," Harry said kissing her.
"You're right."
"Since we have an appointment, you need to go see the wedding planner. I trust you'll make a
good choice," Harry said.
"Okay."
Diagon Alley was crowded with all sorts of different wizards. After trying to push her way through
the crowds for a half an hour, she finally reached the wedding planner's office.
Hermione walked up to the receptionist. "Hello, name?" the receptionist said.
"Potter, Harry and Hermione," Hermione said.
"Oh, yes. Down the hall and to your left," the receptionist pointed down the hall.
"Thanks," Hermione said. While walking, she hear two people arguing.
"...but Selena, you know Mum and Dad are against it! I can't do that!" a man was saying to a woman.
"Keep your voice down! I know you can't do it. I wasn't telling you to. But, you has to say something,
or one day she may very well walk through that door without you!" the woman said.
Hermione didn't hear the rest because she had reached the room the receptionist told her to go to.
A woman with light blue eyes and very blonde hair walked in. "Hello, please sit down." Hermione sat
down. "I am Selena Malfoy." Selena held out her hand.
Hermione took it. "Hermione Granger."
(A/N I really don't know how these things go, so lets skip through that and finish this part up!)
Selena walked with Hermione to the door of her office. "Well, it was nice meeting you, Hermione."
"You, too. I call up later and bring my fiancee next time. Bye," Hermione said. Hermione was
walking to her car when someone grabbed her
shirt.
"What?" Hermione turned around to stare right at Draco Malfoy.
"What were you doing in my sister's office?" he asked, looking her over.
"I...I...I needed to speak with her," Hermione said.
Draco was silent.
"Your sister is a wedding planner?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, growing up with her was torture," Draco said. He laughed lightly.
"Why?"
"Well, she's older than me, so I always liked when I got to playwith her. But, she liked to play
'Wedding.' Not the most amusing game. She would invite her friends over and marry them to me."
Draco said, smiling.
Hermione laughed.
"It was a nightmare. I can remember one night I was married atleast 6 times.....I was broke after
that. Too many weddings and honeymoons to pay for." Draco said. He looked into her eyes.
Hermione found that she couldn't look away.
Do you... Do you, I don't know, have plans for the day?" Draco asked her.
Hermione thought of all the wedding preparations that needed to be done. "No," she answered.
"Then, maybe you would like to spend a day with the man of many wives?" Draco asked her.
Hermione was smiling like a crazy lunatic. Draco didn't seem to notice. Or, maybe it was the fact
that he was smiling the same way.
"What are we going to do, O-Stud-Muffin?" Hermione asked in a teasing voice.
"Well, we can go party till there's no tomorrow, then get lunch. After the we'll party some more, then
get dinner. And for a little change of pace, we'll party till midnight."
"Sounds like fun. Sure, I'm in," Hermione said. Any thoughts of Harry or their engagement were put
out of her mind for a more convenient time.
Naughty Hermione!!! Review or else. That's my motto.
Thank yous:
Violet Blues: That is exactly how i want this story to go!!
Michee: Only time will tell. (bravo! bravo!)
Harry's Angel: and u call urself 'Harry's Angel' ......
IlUvDrAcO: Wow! ur name's a mouthful to type! whew! thanks!
Waiting: I don't really write good action/adventure. I can only write if it have been 'sent' to me.
Caroline: thanks
Riana: thanks
Lady Queenscove: thanks
Kylee: thanks
TFG: luv ur fic