A/N: Thanks for everyone who reviewed! I am very sorry for not updating sooner, but its better late than never, ayt? wahahha! take care guys! i love y'all!

Disclaimer: Eventhough I whole-heartedly wish, I don't own the Harry Potter Series and characters. The song "with a smile" belongs to a great band called Eraserheads.


BLAST FROM THE PAST

She placed her hand on Draco's neck and started to sway to the music when a slow song came up. She rested her head on Draco's chest and closed her eyes, sighing.

"I like Draco.." she thought.

Draco, feeling Hermione rest her head on his chest rested his chin on top of Hermione's head.

"I like Hermione.." he thought.

The two of them were so lost in each other's arms that they hadn't noticed a pair of amethyst eyes staring at the two of them.

The two swayed sweetly with the music, not caring about the world. Little did they know that a girl with piercing amethyst eyes were already glaring daggers at them.


"What is Draco doing with that mudblood?" the girl angrily asked.

"I am way more better than her! Why can't Draco pick me instead?"


As sweet music flowed elegantly across the room, lovers started to go to the dance floor and dance. Hermione silently nuzzled and leaned closer to Draco. Draco upon feeling this held Hermione closer to him.

"Draco, I am already tired." Said Hermione, yawning.

Draco looked at his watch and said while moving towards the exit, "Oh look at the time! Time really goes by when you're having fun, huh? Maya?"

Maya. Maya is the nickname Harry and Ron used to call her. Hermione closed her eyes just as painful memories started to flood in the brain. Hermione shrugged it off, and stared at Draco.

"Yes Draco." She replied, following Draco outside.

She watched the two of them as they went out of the building. Jealousy becoming apparent on her face. She was angry as hell. Furious.

"How could he!" She screamed silently. a/n: is that possible? Lol.

"Hey Lavander, are you alright?" asked a guy with brown hair, hazel eyes, and well-built body.

"No Im not Oliver!" she wailed. " I just saw Draco with that Mudblood ! How could he!"

"Mudblood? Who?"

"Oliver, you must've left your common sense at home, because apparently, its not here! Granger of course!" Tears started to form in Lavander's eyes.

Oliver stared at Lavander, apparently wanting to beat her up for making him feel stupid. Not that he's intellectual, but he hates the word Stupid, especially when its being referred to him.

"Lavander, leave the poor guy alone." He teased.

SLAP! Oliver staggered backwards. Lavander had just slapped him in the face. The now overly furious girl was now pouring the half empty bottle of tequila over his head.

"You stink Wood! I hate you!" she shouted, not really caring if the crowd could hear her, and left the restaurant.

"What did I do wrong?" Oliver groaned.


The drive to Hermione's home was silenta/n: they took a cab home.. It was very obvious that the two of them are tired, but pure bliss was evident on their faces. Silent smiles were playing amongst their lips.

They finally arrived in Hermione's pad. Draco went down his side of the car to open Hermione's door. "A very gentlemanly gesture, sweet.", Hermione thought.

"Thank you for the wonderful dinner tonight Draco." Hermione said smiling.

"You're welcome. You needed a break." He replied, teasingly.

Hermione giggled.

"Yeah, oh well, Good night Draco."

"Hermione?" said Draco, "Can I ask you something?" he asked just as Hermione's about to enter the door.

"Hmm..? what is it?" She looked at him anxiously.

"Can you be my girlfriend?" asked Draco, hope shining in his eyes.


A/N: Cliffhanger? Lol.. YAY! IM DONE WITH MY EXAMS! WOHOO! I can work with my fic anytime I want..lol..:P so.. review guys!