"Drakie!" screamed Feridina from the bathroom of the Slytherin castle. She was doing her make up. Not like she really wore a lot of make up.

"What?" he said irritated. He was reading a book and NO ONE disturbs him while he was reading a book.

Feridina rolled her eyes at the sound of irritation in his voice.

"I'm just telling you that I'm going dress shopping for the wedding today!" she exclaimed happily.

Draco almost dropped his coffee in shock.

He had to get a grip.

"Honey, really, we JUST got engaged," he said, in his most polite voice.

Feridina frowned.

"You don't wanna marry me?" she said.

"What?" he said, "no! Of course I do! I just didn't know you were planning so early!"

Man, Draco was a VERY good liar.

Feridina smiled.

"Okay. Well me and your mother were going shopping today," she repeated.

"So when will the wedding be?" said Draco curiously.

"Oh..I dunno. Next month?" said Feridina.

Draco was losing time before even himself knew it.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Hermione went to work the next morning, her usual routine.

She noticed two women. One was a girl that looked very much like Feridina and the other looked like Narcissa.

Hermione scowled.

She didn't know why though.

She saw Feridina carrying a wedding dress and Hermione's jaw dropped open.

She was already choosing wedding gowns?

And the worst part of it was ...

"...so you want us to get married in two weeks?" said a very delighted Feridina to Narcissa.

"Certainly!" she said, waving her hand. "Why wait a month?"

Hermione chest constricted.

This was too harsh for her.

She rushed into the shop. She needed to get her mind off things.

Draco was in there, much to her dismay.

Hermione was forced to go take his order.

"What?" she said, a little rude.

"Now, now, that's no way to talk to your customers," said an amused Draco.

"Just shut up Malfoy. What do you want?" she had her notebook posed.

Malfoy felt like saying "you! I need you!" but he restrained himself.

His grey eyes were glittering.

"Are you okay?" said Hermione worriedly.

"Oh what?" he said , coming back to Earth. "Yeah."

"Ok, what do you want this morning?" she said, a little softer.

"Oh just the usual, thanks," said Draco.

Draco never came to the tea shop. So how was she supposed to know what "the usual" meant?

But somehow, Hermione knew.

Maybe because of the time that he lived in the castle with her and Ginny.

Hermione shook her head and returned with the tea.

Draco smirked.

"Sit," he commanded in a princely voice. "I want to talk."

Hermione sat and looked politely interested.

"Can I buy you something?" he said.

Hermione looked startled. "No. No thanks," she said, waving her hand.

"So I heard you were getting married in two weeks," said Hermione, engaging in conversation.

"What?" said Draco, a little astounded. "Two weeks?"

"Oh, I heard Feridina boast about it to your mother outside," said Hermione.

Draco looked startled himself.

"She's here?" he said.

"Mmmhmmm," answered Hermione.

"Oh," was his response. "Um, Hermione, could you ask your boss if its okay that you take a break? Just for a little? I wanna walk with you," he said sincerely.

He was flattering her.

"Uh, sure she won't mind," said Hermione.

Hermione ran off to ask Hannah.

Hannah grinned when Hermione told her.

As she consented for Hermione to go, Hannah shook her head. Hermione didn't realize that there was romance between them from the start. She just thinks that just because Draco is married, he won't have feelings for her. Well, that's life.

Draco waited for her at the table.

"She said yeah?" he said.

Hermione nodded.

"Okay then, lets go."

Hermione was walking with Draco side by side. They were walking toward the Slytherin grounds, passing the peaceful cottages.

"Its nice here isn't it?" said Draco absentmindedly. "Everyone expects to think it sucks here.."

"No it doesn't," said Hermione.

Draco was failing at this conversation.

His pulse was quickening. Hermione was coming nearer to his face...

Draco didn't care what happened next. He kissed her.

Hermione smiled, in spite of herself. This kiss was so..familiar.

Draco pulled back.

Hermione knew at the moment that Draco didn't love Feridina.

SHe just wasn't sure whether Draco knew himself.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Feridina arrived at the tea shop. He said he would be in there.

No sign of him.

Feridina narrowed her eyes. She went up to the counter of Hannah.

"Have you seen Prince Draco?" she commanded.

Hannah decided it was best to lie.

"Not at all," she responded.

Just then, a laughing Hermione and a very smug Draco came through the doorway.

Hermione froze. SHe remembered that embarrassing fight with her...

Feridina narrowed her eyes.

"Where have you been, Draco?" she commanded.

"Just taking a walk with an old friend. She told me that we were getting married in two weeks," he added.

Feridina smiled sweetly. So she wasn't interested after all. Perhaps that fight scared her because she was afraid of the gossip.

One thing Hermione hated more than anything was gossip.

"Yes, Drakie, we are," said Feridina.

Hermione resisted the urge very, very, very, hard to laugh. Hermione felt as if her lungs were going to burst. She managed a squeak that was unheard.

Drakie?

Draco sensed her resistance to laugh and grimaced at her.

He hated that nickname too. It would have been comical if it wasn't posed to him.

"We are? I thought you said a month?" said Draco, astounded.

Feridina shrugged. "Your mother insisted."

Draco wanted to curse his mother.

Time with Hermione was running out.