Author's Note: Back by popular demand (thanks to my 5 wonderful reviewers), I'm doing another chapter or two! I know this one is short but I wrote it in like two hours so yea! Yea! Review please!

Past Memories From A Phone Call Part Two

"Hello?"

"Draco, its Hermione."

"Hey, Hermione."

"I was calling to tell you that I won't be able to meet you today."

"Why not? Are you scared, Hermione?"

"No, Draco, I am not scared. Something just came up at work and they need me to go into the office today. It's unavoidable."

"I thought you were taking a personal day today."

"I was going to but there's an emergency and they really need me to go in."

"I'm sure."

"No, Draco, I'm serious. I swear I want to see you. But they really need me at work!"

"What is it that they need you for?"

"Now you know I can't tell you that!"

"Then I just say you're afraid."

"Please don't be cross with me Draco."

"I'm not cross Hermione. It just seems like you haven't really changed at all."

"How do you mean?"

"You're running away from me. That's what you always used to do."

"I wasn't the one who used to run away, Draco. If I recall, you were the one who was afraid of getting involved with me."

"That's because I didn't want the Dark Lord to hurt you!"

"Oh, silly me, I thought it was be cause you didn't want a grimy little Mudblood getting in your way."

"Where did you get an idea like that?"

"That's what you said to me."

"I never said that!"

"Oh contrar, Mr. Malfoy, if I had a sickle for every time I heard you say that to me I'd be richer than you are! Do you know how much it hurt when you said that to me?"

"Now who's cross, Hermione?"

"Damn right I'm cross! And it's your fault, to, for bringing up these memories!"

"Hermione, I'm not the one at fault here! According to you it's always my fault! It's not me this time, though, because you're the one who is afraid to even see me!"

"And THERE'S a question, Malfoy: why do you even want to see me? For a relationship? Puh. I'm sure you get a nice shagging every night, just like it was at school! Even after we kissed, you still brought girls to your room every night!"

"You were off gallivanting with that Ravenclaw bloke!"

"That was only after you'd had a million girls up to your bedroom! Only after it seemed you had decided that there was no future for us!"

"But there was a future! We got together and we had a future!"

"But after you shagged me you ditched me! That was probably your plan all along, wasn't it!"

"NO! That was never my plan! And I didn't ditch you Hermione! We made an agreement to break up!"

"…"

"Hermione? I never meant to hurt you. But you hurt me, too. I loved you, why would I hurt you?"

"So you could go back to your whores!"

"Hermione! Why do you always get like this! You get so irrational and there's no talking to you! Don't dump all of the blame on me! It's—"

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and dial again."

"Oh that's so bloody mature, Hermione."

"Hey, you've reached the flat of Ginny and Hermione. Neither of us are here right now so—"

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this…"

"Ginny, yes it is. Who's this? It isn't Paul, is it? Because if it is then I told you yesterday—"

"It's Draco Malfoy."

"Ah, Draco. I presume you called to talk to Mione?"

"Yes I did."

"Even after she hung up on you like that?"

"Can you just get her for me?"

"Eh, no, sorry Draco. She gave me specific orders to tell you off if you called. But, seeing as she isn't here to make sure I follow her orders, I think I'll just ask you what the hell you did to piss her off so badly."

"It wasn't my fault, Weasel."

"First off, Malfoy, my name is Ginny. And second off, from what Hermione told me, it was all your fault."

"She's the one who's afraid to see me again."

"I don't know if you fully grasp this situation, Draco."

"Why don't you enlighten me then, Ginny?"

"Alright, listen carefully, because I'm not going to repeat it. You broke Hermione's heart. She was so in love with you, though you must not have realized that tiny fact. Even ten years later, she's still not over you."

"Yea, right."

"Why would I lie about something like this? I swear, you can be so daft."

"I'm sure she's gotten over me and fallen in love again."

"Wow, Malfoy, I don't think I've ever heard you be that modest. The Malfoy I know would be surprised that Hermione hadn't begged on bended knee to have him back."

"It's been ten years since Hogwarts, Weasel, I've changed. But apparently you haven't, if you're still being so immature."

"I'll pretend to ignore that and just answer your question then: no, she hasn't fallen in love again. She thought she was in love once, a few years ago. She was engaged to his git Chris, but it turned out that he had a wife and kids in Tuscany. She's had a few other boyfriends but she hasn't had another relationship since Chris. She's afraid to fall in love. The only two guys she loved betrayed her."

"You're talking about me now, aren't you?"

"Maybe you're not as daft as I thought, Draco."

"I didn't betray Hermione."

"Then you have a very different definition of betrayal than I do. But Hermione is still in love with you, however crazy it is."

"Why are you telling me all of this anyway?"

"Because I think you need to know this information."

"Why?"

"Because you were Hermione's life! I think you still could be! She still has a picture of the two of you together sitting on her nightstand. If that's not a sign that she's still pining after you then I don't know what is."

"Then why won't she see me?"

"She wants to, I know she does, but something really did come up at work. You're probably right about the fact that she's afraid to see you, though, even if she won't admit it. But I know she wants to see you, it was all she would talk about yesterday. Just give her a bit longer. I'll tell her you called. You would try her at the office as well, even if she won't talk to you."

"Well if something really did come up at work and since I was being such a bloody git then may—"

"Excuse me?"

"Excuse you what?"

"Did you just call yourself a bloody git?"

"No, I said I was being a bloody git. I didn't say I was one."

"Yes you did…"

"Shut up. I think I'll just call her later."

"Or I'll have her call you when she's ready to talk. That might me a better idea."

"Hopefully she'll call me soon."

"It was nice talking to you again, Draco. Goodbye."

"Goodbye Weasel."