Wow. I'm very impressed. I didn't expect so much feedback. After I read all the reviews, I read my chapter and realized that all of you WERE right. Hermione can't get so drunk. What was I thinking? Gosh. I'm so weird sometimes. Maybe because I was writing it at like 11:00 PM and I still had homework to do. And I really wasn't into this story in the first place. But after all that feedback, I guess I'll have to go on, right?
So let's think of reasons for Hermione to be drunk on the first chapter.
1. Tough day at work. Hey, she really wanted that roommate.
2. She felt like it.
3. It was on sale at Three Broomsticks! Totally!
4. She gets 50 percent off all purchase of fire whiskey because she had an ex boyfriend who worked there but tried to rape her (but failed) so she's threatening him with it. Oh yeah. Girl power!
5. Her fire whiskey is actually… apple juice!
There. There are our five reasons for Hermione being drunk in the first chapter. Trust me, it won't happen again. Hermione quit. Or she can quit this chapter. Haha.
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"Wait, so tell me again why you need a roommate?"
Draco sighed. "I got fed up with my mother's gloomy and depressed attitudes everyday. I ran away and I don't have a place to stay. Zabini's mother is on the verge of kicking me out and she will do it in a second if she finds me coming home with another girl. I don't have enough money for a house of my own."
Hermione smiled. "Tell me again."
Draco threw up his hands in the air in exasperation. "For gods sake, Granger, I've told you about fifty times now!"
Hermione's eyes grew smaller. She began to get up when Draco yelped and pushed her down. "Okay, okay! I got pissed at my mom so I ran off and stayed with Zabini. But now, Zabini's mom is about to kick me out so I need a place to live and I don't have enough money. Happy?"
"No."
"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?"
"That you're sorry and you've been an ass to me and my friends for a fourth of my whole lifetime and you know it and you will do anything to make it up for me."
"No!"
"Fine." Hermione got up and started to walk to the door.
"Fine! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, okay? Is that good? Happy? Satisfied?"
"No."
"What do you want?"
"Oh, you know what I want Mr. Malfoy." Hermione grinned.
"No I don- yes! Yes I do!" He stopped when Hermione began to inch closer to the door.
"Good! Now, repeat after me."
"Now repeat after me."
"I, biggest asshole of all times, named Draco Malfoy," Hermione watched him eagerly.
"I… I biggest asshole of all times, Draco Malfoy,"
"Admit to being the fattest and cruelest wanker of all times."
"Wanker? What the hell?"
"SAY IT!" Hermione moved violently forward.
"OKAY! Admit to being the biggest wanker of all times,"
"I promise full heartedly,"
"Promise full heartedly,"
"To follow all leadership of the gorgeous and amazing Hermione Granger,"
There was silence. Draco's pale complexion turned into a rosy pink.
"To… f-f-follow all l-l-l-l-leadership of the wonderful H-Hermione Granger,"
"And to treat her as an ethereal goddess and beauty,"
"To treat her as a g-god? This is so stup- er- endous?"
"Go on, Malfoy." Hermione said, with complete satisfaction and pleasure.
"Goddess and beauty"
"Okay. Now, Mr. Malfoy, it will take some time for me to meet some other clients and make my decision so I will get back to you in about a month or so. Thank you for coming."
"WHAT? I'VE BEEN SITTING HERE FOR THE LAST LIKE HOUR SAYING ALL THIS DUMB CRAP ABOUT YOU AND YOU'RE KICKING ME OUT? YOU CAN'T DO THIS- YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY OTHER CLIENTS!"
Hermione's eyes narrowed. "How do you know I don't have other people?"
"Er…" Draco gulped. Oh, gosh, Brenda was going to kill him. "Your- your secretary."
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"BRENDA MALLISON, YOU ARE SO DEFINITELY INVEVITABLY FIRED."
Everyone in the department of mysteries stared at their raging and lunatic boss who had just charged into the building.
"Wait! No! Don't do it!" Draco Malfoy, son of former ministry suck up, ran inside and kneeled in front of Hermione.
"Leave me alone! BRENDA! GET OUT! PACK ALL YOUR THINGS AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!"
"NO! BRENDA! I'M SO SORRY!"
"YOU BETTER BE SORRY! SO SHOULD BRENDA! NOW LET GO OF MY LEG!" Draco was now grabbing onto her leg.
"I WON'T LET YOU DO THIS! YOU KNOW IT'S MY FAULT, HERMIONE! LEAVE BRENDA OUT OF IT! SHIT! I SHOULD NOT HAVE EVEN TOLD YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE IF I HAD KNOWN YOU DIDN'T LIKE BRENDA."
"I have NOTHING against Brenda. I have something against other PEOPLE talking about ME behind my BACK or telling other PEOPLE about my own PERSONAL stuff."
"We weren't… talking behind your back."
"YES YOU WERE!"
"NO! YOU WERE FACING US IN THE OFFICE WHEN WE WERE TALKING! So technically, we weren't talking behind your BACK. Hah!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "That's just pathetic. YOU'RE A FUCKING 26 YEAR OLD AND YOU'RE TELLING ME ALL THESE STUPID DUMB EXCUSES!"
"I'M NOT 26! I'M 27! MY BIRTDAY WAS A WEEK AGO!"
"Well, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, BUT I'M SORRY, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT WHEN YOUR BIRTHDAY WAS!"
"Well," Draco started. "Okay, look. You know how stupid we sound right now? Don't you think we should leave all our past behind and get along? Be friends?"
"NO. Do you THINK I can trust you?"
"No…"
"Then thank you, but NO THANK YOU FOR THE OFFER, MALFOY. NOW BACK OFF."
"Er… Miss Granger?"
Hermione whipped around to come face to face with John, her employee.
"WHAT." She said harshly, making John shiver.
"Er… well… B-Brenda's n-n-not h-here."
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The house was deathly silent.
Bottom line: Draco and Hermione had made a complete idiotic fool of themselves.
Draco already had a bad reputation from his father and just ruined it all by running after the head of the department of ministry, yelling stupid comebacks like a callow five year old and holding on to Hermione's leg.
But Hermione was beyond outraged. IN FRONT OF ALL HER WORKERS, she had spat ugly invectives and made a complete fool out of herself with Draco grabbing her leg and ranting about how she was going to fire Brenda.
Now, Hermione sat on her armchair, fuming and breathing very hard while Draco watched her from across the room- for his own safety.
They had been like that for the past hour, the only sound being the ticking of the clock.
Then, Hermione spoke.
"I need a butter beer." (A/N: See how I changed it to something much more better? Haha.)
She stood up, grabbing her jean jacket on the way. She walked toward the brick fireplace and stopped.
"You coming or not?"
Draco looked at her in shock. First, she's shaking him off her, screaming and glaring at him, and now, she was offering to take a drink with her.
Fair enough.
Draco jumped up and followed Hermione. She threw some floo powder inside and exclaimed, "Three Broomsticks!" and in a green mist, she was gone. Following the routine, Draco threw in the powder and was twirled into the bar. He caught site of Hermione, sitting down on a table in the far corner.
A table for two.
Partly excited, scared, and unsure, he walked over to her.
Slowly, he sat down across of her. She didn't retaliate in any way.
Relaxing, he called Madame Rosmerta over. "I'll have a fire whiskey."
"Butter beer for me."
Madame Rosmerta grinned at Hermione. "I see you've quit."
Hermione shrugged. "I have my reasons."
"And… I believe this is Draco Malfoy? You aren't…"
"Yes I am. Thanks for asking." Draco muttered moodily.
"Well this is certainly a sight to see." Madame Rosmerta watched Draco suspiciously. "You're not dangerous like your father, right?"
"NO!"
"Just making sure. Well, have fun, you too. A couple I never expected… but they're perfect for each other," she muttered and with a little "Hmmmmph," Madame Rosmerta walked off with their orders.
"No, wait! Is that what she thinks?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you going to do anything about it? She thinks we're a couple!"
"Aren't we?" Hermione asked.
"WHAT?" Draco gaped at her. She did not just say what he thought she said.
"Well, Draco sweetie, for all we've been through together, I'll say we're the best couple in the universe!" Hermione smiled saccharinely to the waitress who came by with their drinks.
"I-you-what-us-are-wait, what?"
"I'm just kidding. It's just a little joke. You're going to have to live with it."
"Yeah… wait! Does that mean…"
Hermione sipped her butter beer. "Of course. I don't have any other customers, do I?"
Draco smiled. "Thank you thank you thank you thank you! Oh! You're the best!"
"Oh? Am I?"
"YES! Oh, and don't tell Brenda about…"
"Oh, she's history. I've been looking for an excuse to fire her. And you can't change my mind because I'm all set and have all her papers ready. I've recommended her for higher, you know. So don't worry about your Brenda."
"No! It's not like that… it's just she tends to get a bit… well, she has a short temper, and she'll literally kill me if she found out." Draco poured the whiskey into his mouth.
"Don't worry. She'll know about it by tomorrow. Word travels fast around the ministry."
"Yeah… what happened to you being an auror? I thought you caught up with Potter and Weasley and became one of them?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I like my job."
"Uh-huh. Face it, you're nearly broke."
"Yeah."
"Then leave and get a better job!"
"No. I like my place. I can't leave it. It's my second home."
Suddenly, Hermione's head jerked up.
"Who the fuck are you? What the hell are you doing here? What am I telling you?" Hermione looked down. "What am I doing here?" She grabbed her purse and ran out the door.
Draco watched her with awe. Then, he swiftly got up his chair, threw a galleon on the table and ran after her.
"HERMIONE!"
Hermione was running- he had no idea where, but she was running and she was going fast.
"HERMIONE! WAIT!"
"NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? ONE MINUTE, YOU'RE MAKING A FOOL OUT OF ME AND THE NEXT, WE'RE SITTING IN THREE BROOMSTICKS DRINKING AND TALKING!"
People stared.
"I DON'T KNOW! I GUESSED YOU WERE OVER IT!"
"DO YOU THINK I WOULD GET OVER SOMETHING LIKE THAT? I NEED TIME TO THINK THESE THINGS OVER, MALFOY AND YOU DELIBERATELY TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THAT! YOU EVIL-" Taking one final deathly look back at the panting Draco, she sprinted off into La-La land.
"Tough luck, man. She was pretty hot, and you left her. You got what you deserved." A guy patted Draco's back as he bent over and groaned in his hands.
It was the second time today that he had exacerated his reputation and made him look like a complete idiot.
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"Granger, please. Open the door."
Nothing.
"Please! It's freezing out here! I don't have anywhere else to go. Let me in, please?"
Silence.
Draco began to lose his patience.
"Granger, I'm freezing to death out here and I have no idea what just happened so please let me in so we can talk."
A man walked by, tsking and shaking his head.
Right then, he lost it.
"ALL RIGHT, GRANGER, I'M SICK OF EVERYTHING! FIRST, YOU SCREAM IN MY FACE AND KICK ME AROUND AND HIT ME, THEN YOU ASK IF I WANTED A DRINK WITH YOU, AND THEN, YOU SCREAM AT ME AGAIN AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY! LET ME IN!" Draco rattled the doorknob.
Right then, a black crow-like bird swooped down and pecked his cheek.
Draco fell down from the front steps and into the pile of cold freezing grass, moaning, crying, bleeding, and crouching in his fetal position.
"What the hell are you doing on my front yard, Malfoy?"
Draco, over his slight tears, looked at Hermione walking up the street with a Honeydukes bag in her hand.
He looked back at Hermione, then the door.
"DOPE!"
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"…so while you were pounding away at my door, a black bird flew down and cut you? And why did I miss this?" Hermione laughed.
She soaked the cloth with alcohol and gently touched it on his fragile skin.
Draco flinched.
"Shhhhhhh. Don't move or it'll hurt more."
"aeughhh."
"I know it hurts, but you just have to hold it in."
"Eipqyf."
"There. That wasn't too bad, was it?"
Draco, with his teary face shook his head.
He was so cute when he did that with his neon pink band aid on his pale complexion.
He looked into Hermione's eyes and felt that tingly sensation he always felt, either a second or hour, before IT happened.
Hermione sensed it too because her face moved forward into Draco's.
At the same moment, their eyes fluttered and closed, dedicating themselves entirely into the kiss.
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Awwwwwww. They kissssss! Oh yeah.
Sorry for the PERTY bad chapter. I know some of you must have been eager for better and was a bit disappointed. Admit it!
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