"She was also at the top of her class in boarding school. And now she is
attending Yale."
Emily was gloating about her niece.
"Oh, your niece is so beautiful."
"You are so lucky Emily. You have such a smart and beautiful niece and granddaughter!"
Hermione was bored out of her mind. Emily had made her introduce herself to all of her friends and made Hermione stand there why she talked about her.
*This is tiring.*
Just then, she heard Time after Time. She smiled.
*Rory's song.*
*~*~*~*~*~*
"So, you are from England. How exotic. I love the accent."
"You have the most beautiful gray eyes."
"You seem thirsty. Do you want me to get a drink?"
"You must be so tired. What if I take you somewhere private?"
Draco was getting bored. Yes, his ego was being boosted all the same, but he didn't have much interest in these bimbos. They were so dense. Plus, he still didn't get used to the fact that muggle girls were so flirtatious. Tristan had left him. Saying that he needed to get some air.
*I am going to kill him.*
Draco looked around and saw Hermione, just as bored as he was. He needed to get away from these girls, but he couldn't think of a really good excused. Then it hit him. There was one way he knew how to get the girls to go away.
"I would love to stay girls, but I need to go to my girlfriend."
He said girlfriend very clearly. The girls looked extremely annoyed. He then walked over to Hermione and hugged her from behind.
"Malf."
"Hello. My name is Draco Malfoy. May I possibly steal away my girlfriend very quickly."
Emily was charmed by him.
"Of course."
As they left, Hermione glared at him.
"Malfoy, you have so much explaining to do."
"Look, I needed those girls off my back and that was the only way I could think of to get rid of them."
"You owe me."
"I owe you nothing Granger. You were just as bored."
"But you permanently contaminated this dress."
"For once in your life, can you please shut up?"
"You owe me so much."
"I do not. You have nothing on me."
"Then I will walk over there and tell those girls that you are indeed single and looking."
"Like I care."
"You do care, and I know you do or else why would you have pulled such a stunt there in front of my aunt?"
Draco sighed in frustration and in defeat.
"Fine, what do you want Granger?"
"Tell me why you are here."
"What? What business is it of yours on where I go and decide to live?"
"You insulted me for 7 years for not being a pure-bred witch. You hated muggle-like things. It makes no sense for you to be here."
"Maybe I am not like who you thought I was."
"Malfoy, for once, can you stop being such an ass and answer the question?"
Draco looked at her.
"Please?"
"Fine."
Draco told Hermione everything. He didn't know why, but he felt as though so much weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He poured his heart out, telling her about Lucius and the infamous escape. Hermione listened to him and was amazed at how much he had gone through. She was also amazed at how Draco was opening up.
"And that is why I am here."
"Wow, that's a lot. So that was all an act."
"Partly. I was raised to hate all except evil and pure-bloods. I think I did it so that my father wouldn't be disappointed. But as soon as I knew I was free, I wanted to get rid of all the things that he did to affect me."
"Oh. so you didn't hate Harry, Ron, or me."
"Well, I disliked Harry for being famous and I hated Ron for having such a love filled life."
"What about me?"
"I didn't hate you, I just disliked the fact that you were smarter than me."
"Something that didn't change."
"Unfortunately."
"Maybe then we should start over too. I don't like calling people by their last names, unless I really dislike them."
"I have been raised to say last names, but I can learn."
"Hi, my name is Hermione Granger."
"Hello, Hermione. My name is Draco Malfoy."
"Ok, that sounds weird. But at least now we won't completely dread having to spend time with each other on projects."
"Especially since I know Tristan would like to linger."
"You see it too don't you? Those two are crazy for one another."
They both started to talk more and more, becoming more comfortable with each other. They even shard a few dances. A photographer took many pictures of them smiling and sharing little conversations with each other.
Emily was gloating about her niece.
"Oh, your niece is so beautiful."
"You are so lucky Emily. You have such a smart and beautiful niece and granddaughter!"
Hermione was bored out of her mind. Emily had made her introduce herself to all of her friends and made Hermione stand there why she talked about her.
*This is tiring.*
Just then, she heard Time after Time. She smiled.
*Rory's song.*
*~*~*~*~*~*
"So, you are from England. How exotic. I love the accent."
"You have the most beautiful gray eyes."
"You seem thirsty. Do you want me to get a drink?"
"You must be so tired. What if I take you somewhere private?"
Draco was getting bored. Yes, his ego was being boosted all the same, but he didn't have much interest in these bimbos. They were so dense. Plus, he still didn't get used to the fact that muggle girls were so flirtatious. Tristan had left him. Saying that he needed to get some air.
*I am going to kill him.*
Draco looked around and saw Hermione, just as bored as he was. He needed to get away from these girls, but he couldn't think of a really good excused. Then it hit him. There was one way he knew how to get the girls to go away.
"I would love to stay girls, but I need to go to my girlfriend."
He said girlfriend very clearly. The girls looked extremely annoyed. He then walked over to Hermione and hugged her from behind.
"Malf."
"Hello. My name is Draco Malfoy. May I possibly steal away my girlfriend very quickly."
Emily was charmed by him.
"Of course."
As they left, Hermione glared at him.
"Malfoy, you have so much explaining to do."
"Look, I needed those girls off my back and that was the only way I could think of to get rid of them."
"You owe me."
"I owe you nothing Granger. You were just as bored."
"But you permanently contaminated this dress."
"For once in your life, can you please shut up?"
"You owe me so much."
"I do not. You have nothing on me."
"Then I will walk over there and tell those girls that you are indeed single and looking."
"Like I care."
"You do care, and I know you do or else why would you have pulled such a stunt there in front of my aunt?"
Draco sighed in frustration and in defeat.
"Fine, what do you want Granger?"
"Tell me why you are here."
"What? What business is it of yours on where I go and decide to live?"
"You insulted me for 7 years for not being a pure-bred witch. You hated muggle-like things. It makes no sense for you to be here."
"Maybe I am not like who you thought I was."
"Malfoy, for once, can you stop being such an ass and answer the question?"
Draco looked at her.
"Please?"
"Fine."
Draco told Hermione everything. He didn't know why, but he felt as though so much weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He poured his heart out, telling her about Lucius and the infamous escape. Hermione listened to him and was amazed at how much he had gone through. She was also amazed at how Draco was opening up.
"And that is why I am here."
"Wow, that's a lot. So that was all an act."
"Partly. I was raised to hate all except evil and pure-bloods. I think I did it so that my father wouldn't be disappointed. But as soon as I knew I was free, I wanted to get rid of all the things that he did to affect me."
"Oh. so you didn't hate Harry, Ron, or me."
"Well, I disliked Harry for being famous and I hated Ron for having such a love filled life."
"What about me?"
"I didn't hate you, I just disliked the fact that you were smarter than me."
"Something that didn't change."
"Unfortunately."
"Maybe then we should start over too. I don't like calling people by their last names, unless I really dislike them."
"I have been raised to say last names, but I can learn."
"Hi, my name is Hermione Granger."
"Hello, Hermione. My name is Draco Malfoy."
"Ok, that sounds weird. But at least now we won't completely dread having to spend time with each other on projects."
"Especially since I know Tristan would like to linger."
"You see it too don't you? Those two are crazy for one another."
They both started to talk more and more, becoming more comfortable with each other. They even shard a few dances. A photographer took many pictures of them smiling and sharing little conversations with each other.