Chapter 7- Draco, seducing her won't work
Draco woke up, feeling something heavy sitting on his legs. "WAKE UP MALFOY!" An unusually cheery Oliver Wood said.
"Oliver.what are you doing here?" Draco said, pulling his sheets over his head.
"Well, you haven't been up in days. Counting for your breath." Oliver replied. "Harry's in your kitchen, cooking breakfast, for ALL of us mind you. Ron's got Arissa and Ryan out in your back yard, teaching them to catch quaffles properly."
"God, Wood, it's like a Quidditch regime you're setting up here." Draco said, getting himself out of bed.
"That was my original plan until Harry told me we were dealing with you and your love problem." Oliver replied, walking out.
"Love problem? Who told you?" Draco yelled through the door. He answered his own question. "Hermione."
Draco walked out into the kitchen, freshly showered. "Why are you all gathered here, in my house?"
"Because Draco, we heard of your predicament and decided to come to your aid." Ron replied. "And Arissa and Ryan are at Angelie's."
"So, if you guys are here to help me, what are you planning?" Draco asked.
"Well, Draco, what were YOU planning?" Harry asked.
Getting some eggs out of the frying pan, Draco looked up at them. "I don't know, maybe a talk over dinner?"
"Okay, good so far, if it works, what will you do?" Harry asked.
"Open a bottle of champagne and.."
"Wrong." Ron interrupted.
"What?" Draco asked. "Why?"
"Because, you're going to rush her." Ron replied. "Angelie's older and smarter. You can't seduce her the way you did when we were at Anilyn's."
Draco rolled his eyes. "So, then, Weasley, if you're the expert, what should I do?"
"You finish dinner with a desert and then if you plan to walk home, ask her for a kiss goodnight." Harry said.
"And if I don't?" Draco asked.
"If you're at a wizarding restaurant, before she disapparates, then ask her for a kiss." Harry said.
"Now, Hermione's at Angelie's getting her ready for a dinner that YOU will ask her to for tonight." Oliver said. "So, pick out your best robe, Draco. You have a date."
~*~
"Angelie, tell me, straight out, how you feel about Draco." Hermione said, in a psychiatrist tone of voice as they sat in her kitchen. Ryan and Arissa were playing with Emma. Rupert and Tom were seen running outside playing with the latest from the Weasley's Wheezes shop and Baby Dan was sleeping in Angelie's room.
"I." Angelie started.
"Do you love him?" Hermione asked, conjuring two cups of coffee.
Angelie sat, staring into her coffee for a few minutes. "I don't know. I mean, right after we divorced I saw him on the weekends and it started to build up when he got himself back into the dating scene."
"I think.Angelie.that Draco got into the dating scene too quickly. And, maybe, just maybe, it made him realize that he had something better with you." Hermione replied.
"Oh god no." Angelie replied. "That's impossible. He told me himself after we divorced that he didn't regret anything that he's done."
"And that means, that he didn't regret falling in love with you once. So what's to say he'll fall in love with you again?" Hermione said all of this slowly as to let her take it in.
"Hermione did he put you up to this?" Angelie asked. "Because you two are chummy, I'm not stupid."
Hermione laughed. "Chummy? Hah. He didn't put me up to this. He told me about you two but he didn't put me up to.He wouldn't.He.knows me too well. Draco you conniving Slytherin." Angelie having realized this exactly the same time Hermione did only raised an eyebrow with suspicion. Hermione ran to the fire place and threw in some powder. "Draco!"
Draco's face popped up in the grate. "Oh hi Hermione. You're at Angelie's I see."
"You know Draco, I think you indirectly put me, and then Oliver up to this." Hermione replied.
"Up to what?" Draco asked. Hermione stared at him with a sort of McGonagall- ish manner. "Ohhhh this? Well I didn't mean to."
"Yes, hence the indirectly." Hermione replied.
"Well you didn't have to." Draco said.
Hermione thought for several seconds. "Dammit, he's right."
"Oh, er, while I'm here, Angelie, could I interest you in a dinner tonight?" Draco asked. "None of these guys will be around, and I'll make sure Potter's Invisibility Cloak is locked somewhere safe. No repeats of past events here.*"
Angelie had to give a slight laugh. "What an offer, Draco. Well, taking the Invisibility Cloak into consideration.fine. I'll go with you Draco, on the condition that you don't pull anything fancy. And please, don't wear your leather pants."
"Why not?" Draco asked. "They're my lucky pants."
"Correction, Draco. They're you're 'get lucky' pants." Angelie replied. "Dress robes only."
"Fine fine. Dress robes only. I'll be knocking on your door at seven." Draco replied and with that his face disappeared from the flames.
Hermione and Angelie looked at each other. "I feel like we're seventeen again." Angelie said, grinning.
"Yes, only we're older and emotionally scarred." Hermione said, laughing slightly.
"I'll need therapy for this later." Angelie replied.
"And if I'm not mistaken, so will Draco." Hermione laughed. "Now, Former Mrs. Malfoy, we must find you dress robes that say 'I mean business.'"
"Hermione, this is what I like about you. Even when it's for someone else's date, you always, ALWAYS are two steps ahead." Angelie laughed as they walked into her bedroom.
* At one point, when Angelie and Draco started dating seriously during their last year at Anilyn's, he took her to a spot atop the castle for the two of them to watch the sunset together. It was a very nice and sentimental moment when they both heard sniggering behind them and after Draco ran around the roof of the castle, looking very mad, he finally stepped over Harry and Ron who were hiding under an Invisibility Cloak, spying on them no doubt.
Just had to add that in because then it wouldn't be funny, if it already isn't.wait, I just confused myself.
Note to myself: NEVER wake up at 5:45 on a weekend.
Draco woke up, feeling something heavy sitting on his legs. "WAKE UP MALFOY!" An unusually cheery Oliver Wood said.
"Oliver.what are you doing here?" Draco said, pulling his sheets over his head.
"Well, you haven't been up in days. Counting for your breath." Oliver replied. "Harry's in your kitchen, cooking breakfast, for ALL of us mind you. Ron's got Arissa and Ryan out in your back yard, teaching them to catch quaffles properly."
"God, Wood, it's like a Quidditch regime you're setting up here." Draco said, getting himself out of bed.
"That was my original plan until Harry told me we were dealing with you and your love problem." Oliver replied, walking out.
"Love problem? Who told you?" Draco yelled through the door. He answered his own question. "Hermione."
Draco walked out into the kitchen, freshly showered. "Why are you all gathered here, in my house?"
"Because Draco, we heard of your predicament and decided to come to your aid." Ron replied. "And Arissa and Ryan are at Angelie's."
"So, if you guys are here to help me, what are you planning?" Draco asked.
"Well, Draco, what were YOU planning?" Harry asked.
Getting some eggs out of the frying pan, Draco looked up at them. "I don't know, maybe a talk over dinner?"
"Okay, good so far, if it works, what will you do?" Harry asked.
"Open a bottle of champagne and.."
"Wrong." Ron interrupted.
"What?" Draco asked. "Why?"
"Because, you're going to rush her." Ron replied. "Angelie's older and smarter. You can't seduce her the way you did when we were at Anilyn's."
Draco rolled his eyes. "So, then, Weasley, if you're the expert, what should I do?"
"You finish dinner with a desert and then if you plan to walk home, ask her for a kiss goodnight." Harry said.
"And if I don't?" Draco asked.
"If you're at a wizarding restaurant, before she disapparates, then ask her for a kiss." Harry said.
"Now, Hermione's at Angelie's getting her ready for a dinner that YOU will ask her to for tonight." Oliver said. "So, pick out your best robe, Draco. You have a date."
~*~
"Angelie, tell me, straight out, how you feel about Draco." Hermione said, in a psychiatrist tone of voice as they sat in her kitchen. Ryan and Arissa were playing with Emma. Rupert and Tom were seen running outside playing with the latest from the Weasley's Wheezes shop and Baby Dan was sleeping in Angelie's room.
"I." Angelie started.
"Do you love him?" Hermione asked, conjuring two cups of coffee.
Angelie sat, staring into her coffee for a few minutes. "I don't know. I mean, right after we divorced I saw him on the weekends and it started to build up when he got himself back into the dating scene."
"I think.Angelie.that Draco got into the dating scene too quickly. And, maybe, just maybe, it made him realize that he had something better with you." Hermione replied.
"Oh god no." Angelie replied. "That's impossible. He told me himself after we divorced that he didn't regret anything that he's done."
"And that means, that he didn't regret falling in love with you once. So what's to say he'll fall in love with you again?" Hermione said all of this slowly as to let her take it in.
"Hermione did he put you up to this?" Angelie asked. "Because you two are chummy, I'm not stupid."
Hermione laughed. "Chummy? Hah. He didn't put me up to this. He told me about you two but he didn't put me up to.He wouldn't.He.knows me too well. Draco you conniving Slytherin." Angelie having realized this exactly the same time Hermione did only raised an eyebrow with suspicion. Hermione ran to the fire place and threw in some powder. "Draco!"
Draco's face popped up in the grate. "Oh hi Hermione. You're at Angelie's I see."
"You know Draco, I think you indirectly put me, and then Oliver up to this." Hermione replied.
"Up to what?" Draco asked. Hermione stared at him with a sort of McGonagall- ish manner. "Ohhhh this? Well I didn't mean to."
"Yes, hence the indirectly." Hermione replied.
"Well you didn't have to." Draco said.
Hermione thought for several seconds. "Dammit, he's right."
"Oh, er, while I'm here, Angelie, could I interest you in a dinner tonight?" Draco asked. "None of these guys will be around, and I'll make sure Potter's Invisibility Cloak is locked somewhere safe. No repeats of past events here.*"
Angelie had to give a slight laugh. "What an offer, Draco. Well, taking the Invisibility Cloak into consideration.fine. I'll go with you Draco, on the condition that you don't pull anything fancy. And please, don't wear your leather pants."
"Why not?" Draco asked. "They're my lucky pants."
"Correction, Draco. They're you're 'get lucky' pants." Angelie replied. "Dress robes only."
"Fine fine. Dress robes only. I'll be knocking on your door at seven." Draco replied and with that his face disappeared from the flames.
Hermione and Angelie looked at each other. "I feel like we're seventeen again." Angelie said, grinning.
"Yes, only we're older and emotionally scarred." Hermione said, laughing slightly.
"I'll need therapy for this later." Angelie replied.
"And if I'm not mistaken, so will Draco." Hermione laughed. "Now, Former Mrs. Malfoy, we must find you dress robes that say 'I mean business.'"
"Hermione, this is what I like about you. Even when it's for someone else's date, you always, ALWAYS are two steps ahead." Angelie laughed as they walked into her bedroom.
* At one point, when Angelie and Draco started dating seriously during their last year at Anilyn's, he took her to a spot atop the castle for the two of them to watch the sunset together. It was a very nice and sentimental moment when they both heard sniggering behind them and after Draco ran around the roof of the castle, looking very mad, he finally stepped over Harry and Ron who were hiding under an Invisibility Cloak, spying on them no doubt.
Just had to add that in because then it wouldn't be funny, if it already isn't.wait, I just confused myself.
Note to myself: NEVER wake up at 5:45 on a weekend.