Hermione stumbled up the steps of a well guarded apartment complex. Wow, this guy must be freaking rich to afford to live in a place like this. Hermione thought appreciatively as she glanced at the portraits lining the walls, reminding her of Hogwarts. She was going to meet her client for the first time, and her palms were sweating even before he met him!

"Common, Mya, you can do this. Don't let Jerry down!" Hermione muttered to herself as she wiped her wet palms on her skirt and rang the doorbell.

"Coming!" A deep voice came from within the apartment, and moments later the door popped open.

"Hi, I am Mya from Wiztyles, and you must be-?" Hermione glanced up from her clipboard.

"Hey, you're that girl from the elevator." His eyes smiled on their own.

"And you're that guy from the elevator..." Hermione silently cursed herself for not having noticed that the man from the elevator and the man on the slideshow were the same person.

"Draco Malfoy. Nice to meet you." Draco held out his hand, flashing Hermione an amazingly white smile.

"Nice to meet you too, Draco.." She shook his hand. "Wait, the Draco Malfoy?" Hermione could barely supress her surprise.

"Yea." Draco furrowed his eyebrows. "Do I know you?"

"No, no." Hermione lied, shaking her head. THE DRACO MALFOY?!

"Would you like to come in?" Draco stole a glance at her from beneath his toussled blonde fringe, moving to allow her room into his apartment.

"Uh, so, this is a nice place." She glanced around.

"Um, yea." Draco stuck his hands into his pair of muggle-looking jeans. "Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?" He ran a hand through his unkempt blond mop, which only made him look sexier.

"N-no." Hermione gulped, ripping her gaze away from his body. "I'm fine." She cleared her throat. "So, shall we get started?"

"Yea, ok." He sat down next to her, their thighs touching as if it was no big deal.

"First question, what kind of style do you like?" Hermione squirmed uncomfortably.

"Well, let's see. I like the whole roughed up look, or the whole bad-" Draco was cut off by a knock on the door. He sighed and smiled apologetically. "Hold on."

"AY! Mr. Malfoy. Cooperation is the only way this will work!" Hermione heard a voice, heavily laced with an spanish accent, and an annoyed Draco responding to his outburst.

"Mya, meet Mr. Valdejo. My manager." Draco rolled his eyes as they stepped back into the foyer. "Mr. Valdejo, meet Mya, my stylist."

"Nice to meet you, Mya. Please call me Turner." He flashed Hermione a wide smile.

"Pleased. Well, I've got to go meet my room mate for some girl time. See you soon?" Hermione grabbed her clipboard and portfolio and heading towards the door, oblivious to the fact that both Turner and Draco were staring at her well-defined rear end.

"She's a keeper." Turner smirked nudging Draco, who smiled. "I know."

Hermione manuevered her way through the train, sitting down in the nearest free seat. Just her luck to be assigned to the asshole that had ruined her entire seven years at Hogwarts. The asshole and his cronies..

She flipped through her Hogwarts: A History book, stopping as her fingers ran across a piece of parchment that didn't belong. Quickly pulling it out, she recognized the boyish scrawl of Draco Malfoy on the outside of the note. Eagerly, Hermione ripped it open, devouring the contents.

'My Dearest Hermione,

You don't know how much I love you. Meet me after potions in the prefect's common room. Maybe we could get to know each other better.

Love,

Draco Malfoy xoxoxox'

Hermione turned a fierce shade of red. It was a dream come true! The guy she had been crushing on secretly for so long had finally returned her feelings.

"Hermione? Where are you going?" Harry's brows furrowed.

"Oh, um I have to meet a friend." Hermione said, avoiding his gaze.

"Alright then, be careful, okay?" Harry smiled as if he knew what was going on, pressing his lips into her ear, he whispered. "If he hurts you, I'll kill him."

Hermione turned a fierce shade of red, nodded and ran out of sight, leaving a chuckling Harry behind.

Hermione stepped into the common room to find Draco drooped over Pansy Parkinson, snogging her senseless. She stopped dead in her tracks, gaping at the adolescent that she thought loved her. Gathering up her courage, she walked over and tapped him on the shoulder, tears streaming down her face.

"I thought you loved me Draco."

"Love you? A filthy mudblood?" Draco's face twisted itself up into the most disgusting of smirks.

"The letter..that you wrote me.." Hermione's face was scrunched up in pain.

"That letter was a joke." He said, rubbing the salt deeper into Hermione's open wound. Draco went back to snogging Pansy, only stopping when he realized she was still standing there, clutching the letter to her heart. "What? Can't you see we are busy? Budger off willya?!" He smirked and turned back to Pansy.

"Mya! Over here!" Hermione was shaken from her thoughts as she turned to see a redhead bobbing up and down in front of their meeting spot, Kanfinkle's Pottery Shop.

"Ginny!" Hermione rushed over, nearly knocking over an old witch in her path. "Oh my God, you won't believe this!" Hermione gushed, running into Ginny's open arms.

"Guess who my new client is?" Hermione burst as she released herself from Ginny's warm embrace.

Ginny thought hard. "I don't have the slightest idea." She shrugged, slinking her arm through Hermione's and hauling her towards the grand opening of Crunchie's Cafe.

"None other than Draco Malfoy!" Hermione glanced sideways, bursting out in laughter upon seeing the look on Ginny's face. Her jaw had dropped so low Hermione was afraid she was going to trip over it.

"D-Draco Malfoy? From Hogwarts? That annoying..prat that played that disgusting joke on you in the fourth year?" Finally gathering herself together, Ginny managed to speak.

"Yup. That's him, Ferret-boy all grown up." Hermione chuckled at the memory of a bouncing Malfoy after Mad-Eye Moody had finished with him.

"Is..he still hot?" Ginny prodded Hermione in the arm.

"Oh God, yes."

"Dear Merlin! Do you know what this means?" Ginny said with a mischieveous twinkle in her eyes.

Hermione stared at her, suddenly catching on to the mysterious smile on Ginny's face.

"Revenge."