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CHAPTER 9
'No,' Hermione said, quietly.
Chris stared at her.
'What?'
He sounded like he couldn't believe it. Hermione felt a wave of disgust well up inside her.
'I said NO.' she said more firmly. 'You're a bastard Chris. First you flatter me, trick me into thinking I love you. Then you dump me. Now you expect me to take you back. I'm getting married for heaven's sake!'
'But...' Chris stammered. 'I- I thought that- that you would break it off, if I asked you again. I thought you- you loved me!'
'So did I,' Hermione informed him, coldly. 'But I didn't, thank god. You're weak, cunning and conceited. How the hell can I love you?'
She stood up, picked up her bag, and started walking towards the door. With her hand on the knob, she paused, and turned around. Chris was sitting on Divan, staring at her with a look of utmost shock on his face.
'Chris?" she said, quietly.
'What?'
'Give my best regards to Mina. And tell her if she ever wants to drop in on me and my husband, she's welcome. Notice the invitation doesn't include you.'
'But-but-.'
'But what?'
'Who the hell are you getting married to anyway?' he sounded confused and bewildered.
Hermione smiled smugly.
'Oh, let me see...what was his name again...oh, yes, Draco Malfoy. Do you know him?'
She smirked at the look on Chris's face and exited his apartment.
She was totally out of love.
When Hermione entered the apartment, she found Lisa talking frantically on the phone. The minute she saw her roommate walking the door, she breathed a sigh of relief and hung up.
'Where were you!' she cried. 'I've been freaking out! I thought you were kidnapped and molested or something!'
'I was at Chris's,' Hermione said, with a small smile on her face.
Lisa immediately sobered down.
'And-?'
Hermione grinned wildly.
'I am so not in love! I am so HAPPY!'
'Huh? What? You got me there...slow down!'
'Isn't it obvious?' Hermione demanded, ecstatically. 'I'm not on love with that prat. He's so mean and selfish. He actually asked me out again. And I-I-.' she stuttered to a halt.
Lisa looked horrified. 'Oh my god! You said yes?'
'I said I was marrying Draco Malfoy!!!'
Hermione started laughing again.
Lisa stared dumbly at her for two minutes, and then a smile spread across her face. She whooped.
'Woh, girl! Good going! You sure got him good!'
They were both dancing around and shrieking, Hermione in her black skirt, and Lisa in a white nightgown, when the ajar door swung open. None of them noticed the tall, pale blonde, who smiled at the two dancing girls from the doorway. He had heard the last bit of their conversation.
He actually found it funny.
'I'm going soft,' Draco muttered to himself.
