Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character, except Draco. He sleeps under my bed. Ok, so maybe he's J K Rowling's, I can dream, can't I?

A/N: I had this really cool idea for this story. I don't know if its been done before, btu I've never read it before. I'm hoping the end will be really sad. Maybe I'll cry writing it! That'd be cool. This will definitely be a chapter story, so make sure you read them all, cause it's not to interesting yet.



Chapter 1 The Empty Seats

Hermione's POV:

Here I sit, another pub, another lonely night. Somehow, I always turn off the men who eye me as I walk in, alone. Like wounded pray, the vultures swoop down on. They'll try and start a conversation, using lame and overused pick up lines. When I don't give in, they give up. I guess no one likes a challenge anymore. But I can't be just another one night stand. I don't know how. And I've been hurt to much in the past. A man has to win my heart. It seems no one's patient enough anymore.

I hear the 'clink' of a bell and a sudden cold gust of air rush through the pub, meaning another self proclaimed ladies man, or a cheap "date" has entered the room. I had no desire to see who it was, but my curiosity got the best of me. I turned, and my eyes scanned the dimly lit room, searching for a new face.

My eyes suddenly stopped on the all to familiar blond hair and startling gray eyes of none other then, Draco Malfoy. My schoolgirl enemy, who I hadn't seen in years, since our years at Hogwarts came to an end. To my surprise, he was sitting alone, just like me. No doubt, he'll be joined by a beautiful woman shortly.

After the shock of seeing him again died away, I turned back towards the empty chair in front of me, and the meaningless drink in my hand.

Draco's POV:

I entered the bar alone, something I wasn't yet used to, but understood I should do. I had to keep reminding myself it's for the best. I can't spread my pain to other people, and this can prevent the otherwise inevitable. Oh, how I despise feeling like a disease. A masked plague.

I sit down at a two person table, with no thoughts of filling the seat opposite me. My plans were to have a quick drink, and leave, unnoticed.

Suddenly, I had the oddest feeling that I was being watched. I was used to people, women, looking at me, but this felt different. As I turned my head, I saw another finish turning back around, away from my gaze. This must be who the stare was coming from. I could see the back of her head, which was draped in thick, chestnut brown curls. Those curls looked familiar. I knew them from somewhere.

The mystery woman's head turned once more, exposing her face to me. I was surprised to see, it was Granger. Hermione Granger, the Gryffindor know it all, my rival for seven years of my life. And now, six years since I've seen her last, she sits here, alone. As am I. I might as well go talk to her.

Hermione's POV:

I looked once more at Draco, but to my surprise, and embarrassment, he was looking at me too. I turned around, but not before he figured out who I was. I could tell from the look on his face that he knew who I was. I felt my face turning a dark crimson color, which matched my skirt, and tried to sink deep into the chair. No luck. Before I could escape the pub, which is what I was hoping I could accomplish, Draco took a seat in the chair across the table.

"Malfoy."I said to him, trying to hide my embarrassment. "Nice seeing you again."

"Hermione Granger." He said. There was no mocking look, triumphant look, or superior look on his face. It was blank, except for the deep eyes.

"So what are you up to tonight Malfoy? Where's your whore?" I asked smugly. She'd have to be around soon.

"So, Granger doesn't know everything." He said frigidly. "If you must know, I'm here alone. I don't have any whores."

"Oh." I said, looked down at my drink again. A feeling of guilt and more embarrassment swept through my stomach. "Sorry, I just thought."

"I don't sleep around as much as you think. Not anymore at least. That's quite a shock isn't it". He said, almost smiling. "Let's change the subject." I let out a small sigh of relief and flashed a smile. To my surprise, I got one back. Cold hearted Draco Malfoy knew how to smile?

"So what have you been up to since Hogwarts?" He asked me.

"Well, I went to a muggle University, traveled a bit, and now I'm working for the Ministry." I told him. "And I've been working with them for two years now."

"Husband? Kids?" He asked.

"None. Nothing." I told him, reminding myself of my lonliness.

"Yeah, same here. I was engaged, 3 months ago. She left." He told me. Ouch, that has to sting. Malfoy, having his heart broken. Now that's something that doesn't happen everyday. We talked for awhile. He looked at his watch, then at me. "I have to be going. It's getting late." I looked at mine. 9:30 pm. How is that late.

"Late?" I asked him, giving him a confused look.

"I'm not feeling to well, and should get some rest." He told me, standing up.

"Of course, well it was nice seeing you again. Take care of yourself."

"Oh, what are you doing this Saturday?" He asked me. I thought for a moment, though I knew I had no plans.

"I'm not sure. Why?" I asked him.

"There's a new art gallery opening Saturday, and thought you might like to go with me. Just so we can catch up some more."

'I'm not sure." I started.

"Granger, I'm not planning to sleep with you." He said. "It's just an art gallery."

"Well, yes I know." I said feeling stupid. 'Alright then. Here's the address to my apartment. You are planning to pick me up, aren't you, since I haven't the slightest idea where this is."

"Of course, he said, taking the slip of paper from my hand. "I'll see you Saturday then." He turned and left.

I was left sitting at my table, alone again. I had just had a conversation with a man, which included no stupid lines. I paid for my drink, and left the pub, pulling on my jacket, and wrapping my arms tightly around me, fighting off the wind.

A/N: Well that's it for chapter one. You probably already know what's gonna happen, until the end. That's gonna be a surprise. There's hints in this chapter too. If you think you know what's gonna happen, email me, and I'll tell you if your right. Well I really hope everyone liked this, and please REVIEW! *'review turns into a big neon flashing sign' *. Like that? LoL. Thanks for reading, keep on reading my stories if you'd like.