When they returned later that evening, Ron took Draco aside to his bedroom as Hermione went to unpack the groceries they would use for dinner that afternoon.
" Draco…er-mate…I don't want to be rude or anything but uh…What on Earth is going on between you and Hermione lately?"
" Blimey Ron, the lass just needs some comfort that's all, she's got a real sensitive heart towards Harry though. For a moment, I thought that they would fit pretty well together, since his father also married a mud-blood"
"Yes, yes I know…." Ron said " However you do have second thoughts about Cho, I mean what are her parents to think that she's marrying a man who's got the er- you-know-who, chasing him?"
" Well, we haven't heard from er- you-know-who in ages, all we got to do is just pray a bit, cause once he shows up in Harry's life, you watch Hermione will be worrying about him all over again…" Draco added
" You know, it's kind of like Harry and Cho all over again, in the fifth year at Hogwarts. Cho would always bring up Cedric at the worst possible moment and then burst out crying, kind of like you and Hermione over here…." Ron joked as he nudged Draco in the arm. Just as Draco gave Ron a glare telling him that enough was enough Hermione opened the door on them.
" You guys talking about business again? You know, I am absolutely sick of the New York Stock Exchange…no wonder I didn't want to go into Wizard Banking! Although it has nothing to do with the stock market…" she paused and started to ponder a bit. " Anyway gentlemen, supper is almost ready however I haven't been able to find the silver ware…let me see if my magic still works, Ron do you mind?"
" No…" Ron said
"Alright then, Accio wand!" with that Ron's wand leaped into Hermione's hand and she continued saying " Accio silverware!" with that exactly three spoons, forks, and knives flew in her direction almost taking a quick stab at her.
" Duck!" Draco wailed, pulling down Ron and Hermione
" Blimey!" Ron screamed, and swore as well
However, the forks and knives rammed right into the wood floor panel next to them, as some spoons flew out the window, and disturbed some people walking below.
" I'm terribly sorry…" Hermione said as she was getting up , although there was a tad of laughter coming from Ron's mouth.
" Well, you still know your magic Hermione, however my blasted wand isn't feeling its best lately," Ron quivered, as he picked up the wand on the floor that was spraying red sparks all over the room.
" I'll take that," Hermione said grabbing the wand once more " Reparo" she mumbled and the shattered window looked brand new, and the holes that the silver ware made in the floor panel vanished. " You just need to know the proper way to use a- a uh- not- so-good- wand" Hermione said coolly.
" Well, in that case, why don't I finish supper then?" Draco offered
" Yeah Hermione, what did you make?" Ron said as his stomach grumbled
" Oh, just pasta-something simple" she replied as she tended back to the simmering pot of tomato sauce.
The dinner went well, as the three laughed as three once did, (Harry, Hermione and Ron) and afterwards, they decided to nibble upon some pastries, as well as sip tea. But soon after, the laughter soon died down as Hermione left for the night and Draco and Ron cleaned up the plates, silverware, cups, and scraps of food left upon the dishes. Although it was quiet throughout the apartment the conversations with Hermione was still vibrant in Draco's mind, and he cherished every moment of them. Could there be something between us? He thought.