Chapter 2: Sooner Than You Think

Hermione stood up, stretching after a wonderful night's sleep and an awkward dream. She shook her head to get the image out of her mind. ' I'm not gonna think about that dream. It was just too weird.' She pulled on a black jean mini skirt, and a Led Zeppelin t-shirt. She put on her favorite platform shoes. 'What to do with the hair?' she looked through her magazines.

"Mya?" Her aunt's youngest maid, Mimi (who is actually only 7 months older than Hermione), knocked on the door and entered.

"Mm-hmm?"

"Umm...MyboyfriendwantstospendthedaywithmemayIbeexcusedfromtoday'stasks?"

"Of course! I plan on going out myself actually."

"Oh, that's wonderful." Mimi decided to run out, before Hermione could have changed her mind. It's not that she didn't like Hermione, actuall, after her duties for the day were over, her and Hermione were the best of friends. They hung out, talked, shared stories, even played games and did each other's hair and make-up. She really admired Hermione. But she always had something she feared in other people.

'Such a cute girl. The guy is lucky to have a sweet girl.'

Hermione had breakfast brought up to her by Mimi's mother, who loooked rather annoyed at obeying a 17 year old girl. Hermione ate then layed on her bed listening to her i-pod. Right as Chop Suey came on, a thought of Draco came to mind. 'I wonder where Malfoy could possibly be? He's probably already left France. We came here 4 weeks ago. I wonder what he's doing. Why am I thinking of him? Oh this stress is killing me. I need a smoke.' She sat up and turned off the i-pod. Grabbing her cigarettes and her zippo lighter, and sticking her phone into her pocket, she walked downstairs. She didn't bother to hide them, she knew she was the only one in the entire house. Auntie had a meeting of some sort and all the servants were shopping. Right as she walked into the dining room, she regretted jinxing herself. She had walked in just far enough to see Mimi being banged up by none other than Draco Malfoy, on the counter top no less. Luckily they were too busy to notice Hermione slip back into the hallway.

"UGGHHH! OOHHH! AAHHHHHH" Hermione cringed as she listened to the moans and other noises. She could swear she was gonna be sick. That counter top was what her food was prepared on! One final pleasurable sound told Hermione they were done. She heard clothes rustling and knew they were getting dressed.

"You're positive no one was able to hear that? The only person in this house is Mya, but she's been up in her room for hours listening to music."

"Ok, baby. I'll go now. Before I get you in trouble." Hermione was back to watching them. He kissed Mimi on the forehead.

"Bye, Ly. Tell Draco I say "Hi"."

"If I know where the devil of a cousin is." He chuckled a little and walked out. Mimi kind of stared at him, a dreamy expression clouding her eyes, a slight blush gracing over her cheeks and nose. Hermione thought that look was adorable and snapped a picture of it on her phone.

Mimi's head snapped in the direction of the flash. and noticed Hermione. She had a look of fear to replace the adorable look that had been there only seconds before.

"Mya! What are you gonna do with that picture? Did you see anything?"

"Umm, I'm keeping the picture, it's adorable. Second, I saw enough to know you two were banging on the counter my food is prepared on."

"Promise-"

"I won't tell, none of my business what you do with your body. But tell me, is he really kin to Draco Malfoy?"

"Yes. Draco comes to france every summer to visit Ly. They do look very similar. But you swear you-"

"I swear. I don't care what you to do but please don't do in on any surface that my food is prepared on again, and you best be cleaning that up!"

"Yes ma'am." Mimi smiled as she cleaned the counter top. "Where are you off too, Miss Mya?"

"I'm gonna take a smoke then head off for some shopping."

"Oh, your aunt told me to give this to you." Mimi produced a handbag Hermione recognized as her's. She checked it for missing items, pretending to put her phone in the inside pocket."Thank you Mimi." She smiled warmly at the servant and walked out, lighting a cigarette and making her way to town.

As she walked out of a store, a force slammed her down to the ground.

"Excuse me, miss...OH! Hey, it's you, the girl from the plane! Remember me? Draco?" He helped her up."You look nice. I'm sorry for knocking you down. You know, you remind me of this chick at school. Great body, but not exactly what I like. She's a little to bookwormy, she's a know-it-all, and I really don't like her attitude, but man Granger is hot! Oh, I'm sorry I'm rambling. Are you ok?"

"Ehh...yea." She'd never seen Draco so chatty before, then again at school he's full of himself.

"Well, I'll let you get back to shopping. Oh, I didn't get to ask before. What is your name?"

Hermione's eyes widened she didn't want to say who she was after he just rambled about how beautiful he thought she was. But she couldn't lie either. He was sure to recognize her when they get to school."Everyone calls me Mya." Well everyone who was in her family or friends of the family.

"Well, Miss Mya. I shall let you go shopping."

"Err... Mr. Malfoy?"

"No need to be formal, but yes?"

"Would you care to accompany me?"

His eyes lit up and they spent the day together. He taught her loads of Latin and she taught him as much French as she could throw inbetween his rambles. He mostly said about how much he liked France.

"Umm...Draco. I leave tomorrow. I go back home." she wasn't sure why she was telling him this, it's not like he cared. She looked at him and saw an unfamiliar look cross his face.

"Well then, you get a present."

"What-"she couldn't finish.

Draco lips were on her's pressing gently into them. Passersby seemed to not notice. To Hermione, the world stopped. She couldn't take it. She was falling for him with one kiss. One soft, simple kiss. She wanted to stay here forever, but, she knew she couldn't. Whe they pulled apart, a blushed gently came to her cheeks. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I want something to remember you by, Mya." She lifted up to his neck a left a small hickey.

"You have my mark." She smiled. He gave her one in return.

"We'll see each other again, I know it." He kissed her forehead once more waved goodbye, then walked off.

"Sooner than you think."She whispered to noone in particular. She lit a cigarette and grabbed her belongings, making her way to her aunt's manor.

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