Spit Take

Draco Malfoy

I hated to think about it, but Hermione Granger looked good. Not just nice or anything, but attractive. I sincerely didn't recognize her at first glance. I thought she was a new waitress. A waitress that I hoped would be waiting on me. I wanted to smack myself for thinking these things. You're ENGANGED! That voice in my head screamed. And she's a muggle! You hated her in school! You only need her because you're desperate!

Speaking of Granger, I looked over at her and saw her looking behind me, with a shocked expression on. She looked like she was about to do a spit take with the sip of butter beer she just took. I turned to look what was behind me, and my eyes widened too.

Obviously Granger hadn't seen Harry Potter in a while. Otherwise, why would she look so surprised to see him?

"Is that…?" She asked, looking past me still.

"Potter? It looks like it." I told her.

I guess he felt our eyes on him, because he turned around and then it was his turn to look shocked. "Hermione?" He asked, coming over to get a better look.

"Harry?" She jumped out of her seat and gave him a hug. I rolled my eyes and drank some more butterbeer. The happy little Gryffindors were having a family reunion. Great. I wanted to puke. Sure, Granger might look attractive, but I still didn't like her.

"Malfoy?" Potter asked, breaking away from Granger. I guess he saw me roll my eyes.

"In the flesh." I drawled.

"Why are you here with Hermione?" He asked, his tone suggesting that we were married or something.

"Because we're engaged, of course." I muttered sarcastically.

"What?" He asked, grabbing Hermione's left hand. I hid my laughter as he saw the ring on her finger. His face was priceless "Are you serious?"

"No." Granger said, glaring at me for the first time that night. It was funny; she gave me that look all the time back in school, but now when she did it I felt somewhat hurt. I shook it off.

"I've hired her to be a live-in nanny to watch over my kids." I said, laughing over the look on his face. "That was priceless, Potter!" I was almost crying! "You… thought… married! Ha!"

"Couldn't you find a better job?" Potter asked her, totally ignoring my comment.

She sighed. "Unfortunately not."

I got up, throwing some gold onto the table. "Well, I'll leave the golden duo to play catch up. Later, Granger." I reached over and shook her hand.

As I stumbled out the door, I tried to figure out what was wrong with me. I was finding Granger terribly attractive.

Merlin, I must be losing my mind.

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"Draco, darling, you're home." Ugh. I thought I could slip past her and let her think I was still out.

Let me explain something. I don't like Elizabeth Tanner. The only reason I'm even marrying her is because all of the good ones are taken.

Besides that, she's a good "people person." You need someone like that when you own large corporations, such as Malfoy Inc.

Other than that, I could care less about Elizabeth. She's head over heels for me, though. She's CRAZY about me (who wouldn't be with my dashing looks?). Kind of like how Pansy Parkinson was all throughout school. She swore she would marry me… while I swore I would go crazy if she tried to get near me. I managed to escape being married to her in the end, though. I hooked her up with some revolting Hufflepuff a year younger. I was surprised to later learn that they actually got married.

As my wife-to-be flung her arms around me, I gently shoved her off and said I needed some rest. After today, I really did need rest.

Talking with Granger was odd. It was almost a friendly outing… but nothing could erase our past. I tormented her; she hated me. Now, she was my employee. Funny how things turn out.

I was nervous about her meeting Stella. My eldest daughter is a spoiled brat. I know, I know… I was the same way. She's willing to do ANYTHING to avoid getting a nanny… ANYTHING.

Last nanny we had ran away in the middle of the night. Stella put frogs in her bed… and the nanny was deathly afraid of frogs.