Hahaha...

"Draco Malfoy's office, Isabella speaking." came the voice.

Hermione stammered into the phone, unable to pry the words out of her. "Uhh..is D-D-Draco t-there? I uhh n-n-need to umm talk to h-him..."

"Who is this? If you're not one of Draco's business partners, then he's not here." she said. Hermione sensed that she was smiling smugly.

"Can he call me back? My number is 2455256."

"Oh…and the name is?"

"This is Hermione Granger."

There was no answer on the other line.

In a piercing voice, Isabella replied, "What the hell are you planning to do to Draco and I? Break us up? Because if you are going to do that, then I suggest you bug off! We are a very happy couple, and have been one for 5 years, and we don't want YOU to spoil things!"

"No! No! I don't want to break you up! I just want t-" Hermione stopped short.

Isabella had slammed the phone down.

Hermione breathed hard and gently placed the phone back into the receiver…she cried…knowing that she would probably not see him again…

Before
Draco was just about to go out the door into the main street when he remembered something…his hat! He sped back into the building and pressed the button on the elevator.

He rode the elevator up and shot down the corridor.

He was about to turn the knob when he heard a voice. An angry female voice.

Gently pushing the door open, he stared at her as she yelled into the phone.

"What the hell are you planning to do to Draco and I? Break us up? Because if you are going to do that, then I suggest you bug off! We are a very happy couple, and have been one for 5 years, and we don't want YOU to spoil things!"

He had never known that Isabella's temper was so….fiery.
When she saw him staring at her, she finished her sentence and slammed the phone down.

"Who was that? Was that Hermione?" Draco whispered softly, his voice full of anger.

"No one. Just an old friend." She tossed her hair and her face stayed solemn. She grabbed her fur coat and dragged him along with her.

He shook his arm free and asked, "Was that Hermione? If it was, why didn't you tell me? Are you jealous?"

"No of course not." Her voice shook slightly.

"Then who was that you were telling to bug off?"

"Just my ex. His name was…." Isabella quickly searched through her mind to find a name. "Jason."

"Who was he? You've never told me about him."

"There's nothing to tell about. NOW can we go? I'm hungry." Her voice was as smooth as syrup. She tried to divert him to the door and it worked.

"Oh. You go first." He held the door open for her and walked out after her.

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Hermione sighed...

That was the worst phone call ever.

"Why did Isabella pick up the phone?" she wondered.

Oh yeah...they are married...

She had to remember that.

Meanwhile
"Wow...that was a GREAT lunch..." Draco smiled and rubbed his stomach.

"You're so fat!" Isabella gigled teasingly, poking at his belly.

Draco didn't worry. He would always lose the weight working out. He glanced at his watch.

"I'd better get back. I have clients at 3. Mr...whats-his-face...and Mrs...urgh...I don't know." he said lazily.

"I'll see you then. The boutique is expecting me to come back from my lunch break about 2."

"Ok honey...see you then." Draco kissed her on the cheek and placed a credit card on the table. "Lunch is on me."

"No! me!" she argued.

"Never mind...what ever...you can spend it on something else." he waved his hand and blew kisses at her, walking out of the restruant.

Isabella squealed, and when the waiter arrived, she gave him the credit card.

Draco slumped into his office chair and groaned.

He looked at the piles and piles of paper on his desk, and it seemed to be saying, "Work! You lazy ass! And also, tidy us up!"

"Oh no..." he groaned, but reached for the pieces of paper and shuffled them together.

A little piece of paper fell out of the stack.

He stopped and held it up.

"2455256..." he read and looked for a name.

The only thing he could see was a very blurred 'H'.

dum dum dum!