For some crazy and sick reason, unknown to herself, Hermione was glancing at Draco from the corner of her eyes.
Draco didn't notice though.
Hermione hated herself for thinking he was attractive. How did he ever become her husband?
She couldn't imagine Draco drooling over her either. Maybe they were exaggerating.
Hermione noticed how Lily was talking with Draco so much. She was giggling and blushing a lot.
Hermione wondered how good looking he must be at 41 to have 17 year olds have crushes on him.
Hermione shook the thought away.
Malfoy is not hot...Malfoy is not hot...Malfoy is not hot... Malfoy is not hot...Malfoy is hot! NO! MALFOY IS NOT HOT!
Just then she heard someone drawl behind her ear, "battling your self conscious, Granger?"
The voice sounded amused.
Hermione spun around to meet face to face with Malfoy. She could see Lily watching jealously from her corner.
"What ? What are you talking about -" started Hermione.
Draco put a finger to her lips.
"Shh. I know these things." He smirked.
Hermione opened her mouth in astonishment and anger. She whipped out her wand.
"Why you little ferret!" she said furiously.
"What are going to do, hex me?" he sneered. "In case you haven't noticed I'm much quicker than you Granger."
Hermione lowered her wand.
"You wish," she said darkly.
"Trust me, I am," he said confidently.
And that confidence wasn't for nothing. He was quicker than her.
Jasmine was watching with amusement, her grey eyes twinkling like Dumbledore's.
"As much as I'd like to watch the little show," Jasmine said. "I have a hot date waiting for me."
"You WHAT?" said Draco and Hermione at the same time.
Lily tugged on her shirt and said, "I told you it wasn't a good idea, Jamie."
"Yeah you're right. They are just like the present day people. I thought they would never find out if I told them while they were young," said Jasmine, looking anxious like Hermione.
"Oh, well I was joking..." started Jasmine.
Hermione snorted. Draco looked proud of his daughter.
"It's nice to know that my daughter is just like her father," he drawled. "Go out and have a nice time."
"What?" said Hermione, revolted. "Go out and have a nice time? Who is this man?"
Lily spoke up. "Oh its just Zabini."
Draco looked surprised. "Blaise Zabini's kid?" said Draco.
"That's the one," said Jasmine. "Oh yeah, I forgot I only told Dad about him."
Hermione looked livid. "Oh, you tell your father everything don't you?"
Jasmine looked awkward. "Well-"
Hermione waved her hand. "Don't explain."
Just then a boy with dark hair and bright blue eyes and tan skin walked in. Even Hermione had to admit he was very handsome.
"Oh hey Anthony," said Jasmine, her grey eyes twinkling.
"Oh hey Jazz," he said in a mischievous voice. "Lets go."
Just then Hermione realized something. She narrowed her eyes.
"He's a Slytherin," she said, annoyed.
"So?" said Jasmine, flipped her magnificent blonde hair.
"So? He's not allowed in here!" she said shrilly.
Jasmine rolled her eyes. "He's head boy," she said, pointing at his robes. "Mom, its different times. Slytherin's come here all the time."
"They do?" said Draco and Hermione at the same time.
Oh no... thought Hermione. Now we're finishing each other's thoughts. What next?
"Bye Jasmine!" said Draco enthusiastically.
Hermione's jaw dropped open. "What are -"
"Oh shut up Granger. Sometimes you just don't know how to have fun," said Draco.
"Yeah, well I do, just not with you," she said nastily.
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "With Potty and Weasel?" he said, in a bored voice.
"Pretty much," retorted Hermione.
Hermione decided to change the subject. She didn't want to duel with him now that everyone was gone. He was considerably stronger than her.
But sometimes Hermione just said the stupidest things.
"You know, I'm getting to like them. Too bad none of them won't exist after we get out of this," said Hermione.
"Who says they won't?" said Draco smoothly getting closer to her.
"Don't even think about it," said Hermione, rolling her eyes.
"You know, I like Jasmine too," said Draco thoughtfully.
"That's only because she's just like you," said Hermione ruefully.
"She's a true Malfoy," said Draco, shrugging his shoulders.
Just then Lily walked over. Fluttering her eyelashes. This so wasn't Harry's kid.
Maybe Ginny's.
But so not Harry's.
"Hey Draco," said Lily, getting close to him.
Draco raised an eyebrow before saying "um, Hi Lily."
Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She rolled her eyes and walked to Dumbledore's office. Maybe she can finally ask him about that Christmas thing. She wanted to witness everything herself.
But she heard footsteps following her.
Draco landed next to her, panting.
"Damn woman, you walk fast," he commented.
Hermione whirled around to face him.
"What?" she said annoyed.
"I can't come with you?" he said, a little confused.
"I thought you were with lily," she said.
Draco raised an eyebrow.
"In case you haven't noticed she's Potty's daughter. And I'd say you were jealous," he said smugly.
Hermione looked appalled.
"Jealous?" she sputtered.
"You haven't denied it yet," he said, pointing out the obvious.
"You know what Malfoy you need to get over yourself," said Hermione seriously.
Malfoy smirked.
"Well you can't seem to get over me," he said smoothly.
Hermione let out a roar of frustration as she encountered the stone gargoyles.
She said the password and stormed into the Dumbledore's office rather rudely.
Dumbledore looked up from his parchment that he was scribbling on.
Hermione, a little afraid of Dumbledore's reaction on storming into his office, tried to apologize.
Dumbledore held up a hand to silence her.
"No need Miss Granger. Anger can get the worst of people at very unexpected times," he said, amused.
Hermione was confused. This guy seemed to know everything...
"Well Professor what I was meaning to say was, is it possible that I can see the future me?" said Hermione hopefully.
Dumbledore nodded. "Certainly, we can arrange that. So you want to stay longer?" said Dumbledore.
"Well- yeah," said Hermione timidly.
"That can be arranged. We will let you stay for a week and a half," said Dumbledore.
Hermione sighed a breath of relief. She didn't think that was going to happen.
As they were leaving the office, Malfoy pulled her to the side.
"What are you talking about Granger?" he hissed, his hand clasping her arm firmly. "You wanna see us, um, married?"
Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"I'm curious," she admitted.
Draco let go of her. "Your curious," he repeated blankly.
"Well yeah," admitted Hermione.
"You mean you WANT to see me drool over you?" said Draco.
"What? How can you think of it as that way? I certainly do not! I just wanna see the future me, is that a problem?" said Hermione defensively.
Well not all of that was true.
(A/n so what do you think of this chapter? I know Lily has a crush on Draco! Ha! Well keep reading !)