CHAPTER ONE RE-CAP:

She's here… Okay Draco put on your sexy/nice face and lets go answer the door… He walked over to it and grabbed the handle Lets see what ball and chain is behind door number one. "Hello."

"Hi." Look at him. He hasn't changed… at least not on the outside. He is still so sinfully tempting. Did I just think that? Oh Merlin! Where did that come from? Probably from that same place as this urge to just rip his tight black shirt.

"I'm Draco. And you are…" This woman looks so familiar. She is so beautiful. Where did Percy find her?

He DOESN'T REMEMBER ME?"You don't remember me. I'm surprised. Actually, I'm amazed."

Actually??? Who says actually like… "Hermione?"

"Bingo."

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"What are you doing here?" Draco asked, his winning smirk now fallen and his hands beginning to sweat. MUDBLOOD?!?! Don't freak Draco. She's just here selling books or promoting elf welfare or some other muggle-loving shitty thing… she's not here to be my wife. She's not here to be my wife. If I say it enough it will have to be true! She's not here to be my wife…

"Percy called me. He said that you needed a wife and it paid really well. I told him that it was only because I needed the money and that he was practically family," She rambled. Noticing the perplexed look on his face adding quickly, "Was this just some kind of sick joke?" I really will kill him if this is a joke. Oh Merlin! What if it is…

"No. Unless someone is playing one on me this is no joke.." Draco retorted trying a smile, that just wasn't working. Why does it have to be her? That bastard…

"I-I don't think so." Why am I doing this?!? Oh yeah the money… Damn.

"Why don't you come in? Its cold and I guess that we need to talk," he said stepping side ways and clearing her entrance. Why me?!?

"Yeah," she said bending over to grab one of her many bags.

"No. Don't. I have servants for that. ALFONSO," he said motioning for her to set her bags back down. "Please, come in. I guess that I can't have my new wife catching her death, now can I? I'd need to go pay for a new one" WHY ME?!?!

Hermione chuckled slightly and then followed her "significant other" into the house as Alfonso gathered her many bags. The entry way was grand enough, but the great room… It was exactly that and more. The ceiling seemed to go on forever in a revolving, honey coloured wooden turret. The walls were stone. The many throws and pillows on the numerous couches added to the cozy warmth created by the glow of three fires. The entire space should have felt cold and foreboding, but it didn't. Hermione felt completely at home here in Draco's house. It was amazing to her that the place that she wanted to be more than any was right here.

They walked through to the dining room where, at a long beautifully carved wooden table sat a certain ginger ex-Head Boy. When he sensed them, Percy stood up and turned to face them, a huge grin playing across his face.

"Ahhh… Here you are. I was almost afraid that you had chickened-out," came a familiar voice. Hermione moved past the home's owner, leaving him behind to check out hers. Not too shabby… No! Eww. Bad Draco. Mudblood.

"I almost did," she chuckled as her friend enveloped her in a warm embrace.

"I can't thank you enough for doing this for me. I know that you had a few, shall I say misgivings, about my good friend, Draco. I assure you that he will be a good boy," He said, with a certain twinkle in his eye and emphasizing that last bit with a quick look up to a still bemused Draco leaning against the wall. "Won't you Drakie?" Percy added just for good measure.

"Oh, of course, Percy-kins. I'll play nicely. Wizard Scout's honor," He commented holding his hand in a one fingered salute to his best buddy.

Boys! I'll never understand them. Oh wel,l its only for a few weeks. At least he seems to be a tad light hearted about this whole thing. "I don't mean to sound rude at all boys, but can we please move it along. I need to use the restroom."

"Up the hall fifth door on the left."

"Thank you, Percy."

"So where did you find her?"

"What? I didn't intentionally hire the woman of your deep suppressed dreams to be your wife behind your back. What are you talking about?" Percy smiled. He knew that he had struck a cord. He thought that he knew, though Draco would die rather than admit it, that he was attracted to a certain book-worm.

"No you didn't. You hired a know-it-all priss. That's what you did. You got the most difficult woman on the planet," He said. SHE'S NOT THE WOMAN OF MY DREAMS! Nightmares, maybe, but never dreams. I know that the constant ridicule may have sent that flag up to some people, but I swear as Merlin as my witness. Hermione Granger is not the 'woman of my dreams'.

"You are just going to have to get over it buddy. When Fudge is here, I don't care if she chops off your manhood with a meat cleaver, she's the woman of your dreams. Got it?"

"Ay, Ay Captain," Draco said sarcastically with disdain dangling off of the syllables. He about faced and left Percy at the table. He was going to do this. He was going to do this and there was nothing that could ruin it. He was going to be Minister of Magic no matter what, even if he had to date Potter.

The rest of the night went pretty smoothly until dinner.

The three proceeded to the dining room, and sat down, at a very long table. Draco at the head seat, Hermione at his left, and Percy at his right. They sat in silence for a long time.

"So, Hermione how was your ride?" Percy asked trying to get a conversation going.

"Oh It was fine. The cab driver kept giving me weird looks though."

"He was probably just checking you out," Draco blurted.

"Really? You think so?"

"Why not? He probably got the desperate vibe coming off of you."

"Now, Draco that is now way to talk to your wife."

"Your right, Percy. I'm sorry, Granger." Draco had the look of a four year old who had just been told off for pouting but the apology was sincere.

"You should be."

"And he is. I assure you Hermione, Drakie-poo here won't be saying anymore mean things. Correct?"

"Yes, Percy," he said.

They sat in silence a bit longer. "This is really a great meal," Hermione said trying as Percy had.

"Yes I suppose it is. The cook really has a way with Muggle cuisine"

"This is Muggle? I would have never guessed that the Prince of Slytherin would have Muggle food in his house."

"Well, there are a lot of things that people would never have guessed about me."

"Really. Like what?"

"I guess you'll just have to find them out yourself Ms. Granger," Draco replied slyly.

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