Everlasting

Written By: ~Starlett~

Genere: Romance/Action/Adventure

Pairing: Harry/Hermione

Rating: PG-13

Chapter 5: Malfoy's WHAT?

Harry woke up the next morning feeling something warm and alive breathing softly on his chest. He looked down and realized with a start it was Hermione!

"But, I don't remember.." Harry thought, then realizing they were fully clothed shook his head.

"Must've fallen asleep watching the movie," he said aloud. Hermione's brown eyes fluttered open and she sat up slowly, stretching. She looked at Harry and jumped.

"Harry...we didn't...I don't remember having any wine last night..." she said, wringing her hands. Harry shushed her.

"No Herm, we fell asleep watching that movie," he told her. Hermione turned pink and smiled.

"Guess it was boring wasn't it?" she said, and Harry nodded vigoursly. Hermione laughed and got up, much to Harry's disappointment. He got up as well and followed her into the kitchen. Hermione grinned.

"You're acting like a dog," she giggled. Harry cocked his head to the side but grinned. He sat down at the table and poured himself cereal.

"Well the weekends over, I have work this morning," Hermione said. Harry nodded, swalowing a mouthful of cereal. Hermione nodded.

"Well see you this afternoon Harry," she said. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and went to her room. She changed into a green sweater and black pants and apparated to a quiet Alley outside the Elementary School where she taught. She hurried into her classroom, where half of her students were waiting.

"Good morning students," she said.

Meanwhile........

Harry chose to visit Ron and Ginny at the Ministry that day. After dressing into a red robe, he Apparated to the Ministry and went to Level Seven where Ron worked.

"Harry mate, come on in!" Ron called, seeing his friend through the glass windows. He came in and sat in a chair.

"Well, this is my office. Great isn't it?" Ron said, looking around proudly.

"When you're done gloating about your little office Weasel, you'd want to get to those reports I left on your desk," Draco Malfoy said, coming in. Ron's ears turned red and Harry glared.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" he spat. Malfoy's malicious grin got wider.

"Why Weasley here works for me," he drawled. Harry raised his eyebrows, but Ron gulped.

"Yes Malfoy," he grumbled. Malfoy clucked.

"No no Weasel, it's Mister Malfoy to you," he said lazily. Ron glowed red with rage but got back to work.

"Oh Potter, how's the Mudblood? She good in bed?" he said. Harry turned bright red.

"Hermione isn't my girlfriend" he said quickly.

"Oh really, then why are you living together?" Malfoy asked him. Harry looked at him, dumbfounded.

"Oh you really don't think I can't hear Weasley's loud annoying voice from down the hall?" he asked. Ron, if possible, turned redder. Harry opened his mouth, but Malfoy cut him off.

"Well I have a lunch appointment," he said, and turned and strode out of the office.

"Good, he's gone," Ron grumbled.

"You know that was his excuse last time we ran into him," Harry said.

"Oh Malfoy's engaged," Ron said. Harry looked shocked.

"I had the same reaction mate. But she hangs around here every day. She looks like one of those muggle porn stars," he said, chuckling.

"D'you know her name?" Harry asked. Ron nodded.

"Her names' Annabelle Beaumont, and I think she's part veela the way she has Malfoy and about half our department wrapped around her pinky finger," he said. Harry groaned.

"Like Fleur?" he asked.

"Worse Harry, she abuses her ability to seduce people. Honestly if I wasn't married..." Ron said, shaking his head.

"Listen I have my lunchbreak now, let's go grab a bite," Ron said, checking his watch. They walked out of the office and right into a woman their age.

"You ought to watch where you're going" she snapped icily. She had light brown hair that was in elegant soft curls down to her elbows, and icy blue eyes. Her skin tone was pale, yet flawless.

"Sorry Miss Beaumont," Ron said. Annabelle sniffed.

"Its alright Ronald, I can forgive you this time," she said. She walked off to Malfoy's office at the end of the hall.

"So that's Malfoy's fiancee? See what you mean," Harry said, nodding at Annabelle's retreating back.

"Come on, let's get out of here before she realizes she thinks you're cute or something, and comes back to seduce you," Ron said. Harry snorted, but followed Ron down the hall to the MoM's cafeteria.