A/n: another chap. NO FLAMES. i already have self esteem probs.
dis: i'm serious no one reads these.
Hermione was walking in the park with Fabian, hand in hand. Hermione's head was full of What Ifs right now. "Babe, are you okay" Fabian asked. "Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah, I'm okay." He nodded. Hermione stared at her ring finger. 'Would people think it's wrong to marry someone younger than me? And two years younger than me at that.' Hermione's engagment ring was a5 karat diamondwith 1 karat diamonds surrounding it on a pure gold band. 'I'm engaged, I'm engaged, I'm engaged' was all Hermione was saying to herself.
"Granger? Is that you" said a voice. Hermione looked up and saw a tall lanky woman with black hair cut right under her ears. "Parkinson" Hermione said emotionless. "It's good to see you I guess. Who's this" Pansy said, nodding to Fabian. Hermione looked at him and smiled. "This is my FIANCEE', Fabian. Uh, where's yours?" Pansy crossed her arms. "I don't have time for marriage. What are you doing here?"
"I was gonna ask you the same question. I work around here. And besides I moved here after graduation." Pansy scowled. "Whatever. Catchyou around Hermio-ninny." Pansy walked passed them and disappeared. "Who was that" Fabian asked. "Just a girl from Hogwarts. The pug-faced bitch." Fabian laughed. Hermione's cell phone went off and she answered it.
"Hello" she said. "Hermione! Major problem here! Chester lost all the lists, forgot the password to the alarm system, he has no idea what he's doing!"(Hermione works at a hotel. Her best friend Sookie works with her. Chester isa guy Sookie hired for an open job)."You hired him. And what lists did he lose?" "He lost the reservation list. Even the one for the Seigleman wedding!" "Oh my gosh. I'll be right there and in the mean time...fire Chester!" "You got it sister!" Hermione closed her cell phone and looked at Fabian apologeticly. "I'm sorry baby. But the guy Sookie hired is screwing things at the hotel."
Fabian nodded 'okay'. "So you work at a hotel and you're staying at a hotel three blocks away is that right?" Hermione smiled. She kissed Fabian good bye and apparated to her hotel. (No muggles were around)
Hermione popped into the Dixon Hotel lobby and say Sookie freaking out on the computer and speaking into a wireless ear piece.Sookie was a cherry blond and a little chubby. Sookie worked at the front desk with Hermione. Sookiefreaks out veryeasily."Did someone call me" hermione said. Sookie looked up and smiled. She stood up from the desk and hugged Hermione. "You're here. Oh my gosh. Chester is all over the place and the guest list, the food list, the decoration list, the caterer list...almost every thins for the Seigleman wedding is lost. The general reservation lists are gone too. Hermy you gotta help."
"Didn't I tell you last month that one day he's gonna screw up the place if you hired him? But you went along and hired him and this...one of the most important weeks of our career, he's screws. And I told you to fire the bastard. And he's still here! Goodness. But don't worry. I'm here now and I'll fix it, no problem." Sookie nodded and went back to the desk and back onto the computer. "Damn job" Hermione murmmered.
Draco Malfoy sat in his bedroom petrified. He had just finished reading the letter from McGonnagal. He was gonna see Hermione again. 'Oh man, oh man. I wonder if she changed. I hope she's still single. And I hope we'll get back together. It's been five years. If she won't forgive me now, she never will.'
Draco was still his spoiled, rich self. He worked in the ministry and kept the Malfoy Manor. His father died in Azkaban a long time ago. And now at 25 years old, he think of his childhood a lot. He always wanted to please his father. His mother was still alive but it was like she wasn't because she never likes anything. Those two thoughts reminded Draco of an old song.
"How did it go" Draco said.
Maybe I'm just like my mother,
she's never satisfied.
why do we scream at each other?
Maybe I'm just like my father.
Draco laughed at the words. But it was half way true. His mother was truley never satisfied. But he's not like his dad. His thoughts drifted from family and back to Hermione. He remembered in seventh year. The year they broke up. he had gotten drunk at their party and got with pansy Parkinson. What a waste of drunkness. Draco stood up and went to hisdesk. He started writing a letter to hermione. He knew where she was. But all he had down was:
Dear Hermione,
He conjured up a wine glass with red wine in it. He sighed as he took a sip of it. 'Hermione Granger, Mya, Angel Natta and Hermione Granger all over again' he thought smiling, thinking back to his sixth year. He and Hermione was so in love. He considered asking her to marry him. But that was before they broke up. He sighed again and took another gulp of wine.
"April fifth huh? Now that Dumbledore's dead, I wonder how McGs gonna do it" Blaise Zabini said. Draco didn't jump in surprise. He was used to Blaise getting into his room without asking. "You gonna try and get Granger back" he asked. Draco stayed silent but nodded. "Don't do it" Blaise said. Draco whipped around to face his friend. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm saying that you shouldn't do it. I mean, back in hogwarts she was hot. And i bet she still is. And with all those years of hottness and availablity (So what it's not a word.) she probably has a boyfriend by now." Draco thought about it. He shook his head. "No not Hermione. Never."
He sat back at his desk. Not caring that Blaise was staring at him.
A/n: how you like? Plz tell me!