Prove it? What was there to prove? Nothing. He had said he had changed and that was that. Or was it? He searched his brain for a way to prove he had changed. Wait a minute. Why did he have to prove it, she should take his word, right? Wrong. Why should she take his word, they had never been friends, and never will be.

Draco stood up and exited the hotel. He needed something to take his mind off that… that mud-. It's no use! He though frustrated with himself. He just couldn't bring himself to call her that word his father had drilled into his head. I bet Lucius is rolling over in his grave. He continued to wander down the fairly busy streets, not really caring where he was going, just that he was going. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't realize where he was until he stopped in front a building with a luminous sign that read "Lost Souls".

"I seem to have lost my soul" he said aloud to no one in particular. Shrugging he entered the smoky environment. He wandered in a sat down at a random table. Her watched at the waitresses strolled around the bar serving the different tables, in their pleaded skirts that showed an alluring amount of thigh. He continued to stare at the waitresses as they past by him, until a certain head of brown curls caught his attention. Wearing a similar skirt to the others, Hermione wandered around the bar serving the thirst men. He stood up from the table and walked over to her in time to hear her say

"Now Larry, You know I have work to do." Draco smiled, If the gods' above had given him a better opportunity, he had yet to find it.

"Time to prove it" he said inaudibly to himself.

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Prove it? What was she thinking? In order for him to prove it, he would have to see her again, and that was something she didn't want. Did she? Of course not. She didn't want to have to deal with the memories of what she left behind. Besides, he couldn't have changed; this was Malfoy she was talking, or rather, thinking about.

Shaking her head she got back to work. Snatching three beers, off the bar counter she retreated to the desired table. Placing the beers on the table, she smiled sweetly and asked

"Who's your friend, Larry?" The middle aged man looked up and smiled a slightly drunken smile, flashing Hermione yellow misshaped teeth.

"This… this would be m' son." He nudged the young boy, no older than 18, in the ribs "His names… well…. Right…. His name is Darin."  They young boy stared at her like a lion to its prey, this lion was very hungry. Hermione shuttered and turned away from the table, when that familiar question reached her ears.

"Ain't ya' gonna join us?" Hermione turned back and flashed Larry the utmost of looks and said

"Now Larry, You know I have work to do." Larry shook his head, as his did every other night and turned back to his son. Hermione weaved her way through out the tables searching for the location intended for the third and final beer in her hands. Lauren had told her that customer was seated at table 11, but that booth remained empty. She shrugged and headed back to the bar. Shoving the beer on the counter she said

"There's no one at table 11." Lauren looked up from the hot pink drink she had been mixing, "What are you talking about? Charity just said…" but her words died off, when she looked up and saw that in fact, table 11 was very empty. Shaking her head, she leaned back and told a young redhead, which went by the name Audrey to inform Maria at the fount that table 11 was now vacated.

Turning back to Hermione, Lauren asked "Isn't you break now?" Hermione glanced down at her and nodded her head.

"Yea, but I don't need one, you can take mine if you like" Laurens hook her head.

"No, you need a break, go out back and relax just… have smoke, or a beer or something. Just relax."  Hermione opened her mouth to respond, but Lauren shook her head and shoved her out the door handing her the extra beer on her way. 

She sighed and sat down on the cold cement step, just outside the bar. The sounds of laugher and the oldies coming from the jukebox reached her ears. This is the life. She sighed and took a sip of the beer dangling from her fingers. She continued to stare at the darkened alley that lay in front of her. She sat alone out on the back porch, deep in thought.

"Prove it?" came a husky voice, snapping Hermione from her thoughts. "How am I supposed to do that?" She jumped up in shock allowing the bottle to slip from her fingers shattering with a crash on the ground. Her head shot up, she was seething with anger.

"What do you think your doing? You scared me half to death!"  She knelt down to pick up the pieces of broken glass. As she reached for the last piece, a pale hand picked it up in front of her; Hermione looked up into the blue eyes of Draco.

"What do you want from me?" She yelled frustrated. He looked at her, shocked

"Am I not allowed to help a friend?"

"A friend! HA" Hermione spat back at him. "6 years of my life were made a living hell because of you!" Hermione watched as Draco's face went from pain to anger.

"I didn't realize I person couldn't change, Granger! Maybe my father was right! You are just a dirty mudblood" He hissed, then immediately regretted his words. "Wait, didn't mean it like that"

Hermione stared at Draco, she was amazed. How was it after 2 years, she still couldn't put her past behind her. No matter how hard she tried to forget, something just kept coming up, and it just kept haunting her.

"How did you mean it then?" she asked, half curious half angered.

"I meant… well… what I was trying to say is that…."

"Spit it out Draco." He stared at her for a moment, then finally said

"What I was trying to say was, that I have seen the errors of my ways, with my father gone I have realized that I can finally be my own person." He stared at Hermione when he didn't get a response he added "But I guess a person can't change, I'll keep that in mind next time" He turned and began to walk towards the fading light of the sun.

"Draco wait!" Hermione called after him. He turned around to look at Hermione, but stayed where he was. "I understand! A person can change, but why the change? Why not stay as you were?"          

He shrugged his shoulder and shook his blonde head.

"We'll save that story for another day"

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Hey everyone!! I can't believe I've gotten four chapters out in like 5 days!! My other story has been taking me months to write. I'm assuming that's because this story was merely for fun, where as my other story (Threat Of A Love) I was that one to really count. I want that one to rock!! Although, it would be cool if this one could rock also! Anyway, how was that? Was Draco a little more OOC? And I just wanted to point out that I'm going to talk about why her wants too "change" so baldy and I'm going to hopefully incorporate some kind of… suspense!! Also keep an eye out for more stuff on Darin, he plays a kind of… "KEY" role!! ;-) But I'll let you guess at that!!

If you have any recommendations or ideas for the plot! PLEASE let me know! Thanks!

Hell Angel