In Need of a Date!

Summary: Hermione was set to marry Ron, Ron cheated on her three nights before the wedding when Hermione found out she called it off. Now, five years later, Harry and Ginny are getting married and Ron is the best man, whilst she is the bride's maid. To make it seem like she didn't come alone to the wedding, Hermione rings the local escort agency to find someone who would be perfect to taunt Ron. Just her luck, they have the perfect man, but what happens when he's Draco Malfoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognise.

Charlie and zambini: Yeah I've seen that movie, that's where I got the idea from. The story's kind of the same except Hermione and Draco already know each other and things are different.

ellamalfoy8: I know it's weird but I'm a major Fred/Hermione fan as well as Draco/Hermione so I just wanted to throw it into the story somewhere.

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Chapter Five: bReAkFaSt wItH sOmE oLd fRiEnDs

The rest of the day went by rather fast. Hermione and Molly helped Ginny with more wedding preparations, occasionally helped by Lavender.

'Oh she is so annoying!' Hermione seethed as she was getting ready for bed, 'the little hoe,'

Draco laughed, 'stop worrying about the Weasel and his slut,'

Growling Hermione threw back the duvet and climbed into bed, 'you don't know how hard this is! Now you stay on your side of the bed,'

Hermione made sure Draco was on his side of the bed before she turned out the lights. She crawled to the very and edge before she too closed her eyes and fell into a restless sleep.

'Granger,' whined Draco, 'stop moving,'

'I can't,' she insisted.

'Yes, you can,' Draco put a hand on her waist, 'just calm down and don't think about today or tomorrow or the day after that,'

Hermione sighed, flinching from Draco's hand. She took a deep breath.

'That's it,' he encouraged.

'Thank you,'

'Anything for a good nights sleep,'

'You can remove your hand now,'

'Oh, alright,' he sounded a little reluctant.

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Beep! Beep! Beep!

'ARGH!' Draco, once again, pulled his pillow over his head.

Hermione's hand shot out of bed and whacked the alarms clocks snooze button.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

'Granger,' growled Draco.

'Sorry,' she mumbled. Slowly she stumbled out of bed and into the private bathroom Mr. Weasley had managed to build onto the room.

Hermione heard her alarm go off again while the water ran rapidly down her naked body. She laughed. Bringing Malfoy didn't seem like such a bad idea anymore. He wasn't being his old rude, arrogant self, it made her smile.

I still can't believe out of all the people in that damn agency I got stuck with Draco!

Hermione gasped, she'd called Draco 'Draco' in her thoughts.

Trudging out of the shower Hermione wrapped a towel around her body and performed a spell on her hair to make it less frizzy. She had to look gorgeous for this breakfast.

Bugger! Thought Hermione, she'd forgotten to bring her clothes into the bathroom with her. That meant she had to go back into the room with Draco, in a towel.

She stuck her head out of the bathroom and saw Draco still lying in bed, unconscious. A sigh of relief escaped Hermione's lips as she went of to the wardrobe and pulled out a snug looking outfit, a pair of black pants and a pink boob tube, which she wore under a white tank top. She wore her hair out that day, flowing graciously down her back.

When she turned to glance at Draco again she found him smirking at her, 'You really are a girl,' he joked.

Hermione stared at him, 'Huh,' was all she could say, what is he on about?

'Don't worry,' he sat up and made for the bathroom.

'I don't think so. What did you mean by 'you really are a girl,'?'

'Nothing,' he shook his head.

'You meant something,' she cornered him.

'I just meant that at school all you ever wore was your school uniform and your hair was always like a bloody birds nest, now I get to see you looking sexy,'

Hermione blushed, furiously, and Draco diappeared into the bathroom.

Only Malfoy could insult me and still compliment me at the same time!

Draco emerged from the bathroom looking as hot as ever, his hair still wet and only wearing a towel.

Hermione turned away trying not to blush, again.

She could hear him rummaging around their wardrobe; finally he pulled on a pair of ripped jeans and some random t-shirt.

Hottie! Hottie! Hottie! Screamed Hermione's brain.

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'Are you sure you don't want me to help with anything?' inquired Draco.

'No, no, just go play with Harry,' insisted Ginny, who was, along with Molly, Hermione, Fluer and Angelina, trying to set the table for the guests.

'Zey'll be 'ere any minute,' noted Fluer, 'you should go get ready,'

Hermione stared at Ginny's clothes, rags.

'Come on,' Hermione pulled Ginny up stairs to the guest room and pulled out an outfit for her.

'Mia, what if it stuffs up? What if Malfoy and Ron get angry? What if you lose it at Lav? What if the food burns? Are you sure Ron's over Fluer, I mean he seemed pretty into her at Hogwarts?'

'Ginny, shh,' ordered Hermione, 'everything is going to be fine,'

'No it's not, I can feel it,'

'Ginny, nothing's going to go wrong. I'll make sure Draco behaves and I'll try not to go off at Lav. You have the best chef ever in your kitchen so how can the food burn?'

'I do?' Ginny raised an eyebrow.

'You have Molly,'

'Of course,'

'Now hurry up, people will be arriving soon,'

The girls made it downstairs just in time.

Of course, Lavender has to be first.

Lavender barged through the house, straight to Ron, ignoring Hermione and Ginny completely.

'Why'd you invite her?' hissed Hermione.

'If I didn't she'd still be here anyway, Ron, remember,'

Hermione groaned, 'Albus,' she suddenly screamed and went to hug the elderly man.

'Hermione, my dear child,' he croaked, 'you look spectacular. Now where are the bride and groom to be,'

'Minerva, Severus!' the transfiguration and potions teachers stepped out of the fireplace after the wrinkled headmaster.

'Hermione,'

'Now,' growled Snape, after congratulating Harry and Ginny, 'I hear you're here with Draco Malfoy,'

Hermione looked sheepish, 'Yeah, well,'

'Really?' piped up Minerva McGonagall.

'Really,' said Snape.

The pair looked at Hermione, 'And may I ask how this happened?'

'Uh,' Hermione didn't know what to tell her ex-professors. They'd see right through the story but what else could she tell them.

'We got together a couple of months ago. I work at St. Mungo's library/café and he was there visiting an aunt,' she lied.

When everyone had finally arrived and was seated in their various seats, the breakfast began.

Hermione was seated between Draco and Ginny, opposite Ron and Lavender.

'Who chose these seating arrangements,' she hissed to Ginny.

'Mum did, sorry,' Ginny, who was sitting next to Harry, immersed herself in conversation with McGonagall.

Ron and Draco sat, eating, glaring at each other.

'So Lav,' squeaked Hermione, breaking the awkward silence, 'what have you been up to?'

'Well I just recently got into the Ministry's fashion programme for young witches,' she explained, 'hasn't Ron told you anything? Man you guys have a lot to catch up on,' she grabbed a bagel and munched down on it.

Hermione kicked Ron, 'You didn't tell her,' she snarled.

Ron shrugged.

Bastard!

'Are you going to tell her Ron?'

'Of course, honey bee,' he planted a kiss on her lips.

'Mmm, Ron, not at the table,'

He winked at her.

'Get a room,' growled Draco, draping an arm around Hermione's shoulders.

Ron stared at his hand, incredibly jealous, and began to kiss Lavender, a little too forcefully.

'I'll think I'll go get some more coffee,' announced Hermione, excusing herself from the table.

Draco followed her into the kitchen.

'Stop staring at the Weasel,' he instructed, 'you're here with me, remember,'

'Bloody hell, does he have to fucking snog her there right in front of me,'

'Calm down, Granger,'

'Hermione,' she snapped, 'Hermione,'

'Alright, Hermione, just calm down,'

He wrapped his arms around her, 'Just breathe, focus on anything but them and you'll be fine,'

Taking three deep breaths Hermione asked, 'And when did you become the expert?'

Draco shrugged, 'I picked things up when I started escorting,'

'Uh huh,' Hermione bustled around making some more coffee.

'One more thing, Draco,'

'yeah,'

'Why do you keep staring at my boobs?' she walked over to him, 'they're not un even or anything,' she began adjust herself.

Draco placed his hand on hers, 'Your boobs are fine,' he insisted, 'it's just…'

Hermione stared at him, 'just what?'

He looked awkwardly around him, 'it's just you're, you're paying me for it,' and with that he dashed out of the room.

What the…

Hermione grabbed the coffee and raced after him, sitting down by his side. She leaned in seductively and hissed, 'That wasn't funny,'

Draco, grinning like a child, said, 'Oh yes it was,'

Hermione opened her mouth to argue about somebody overhearing but was silenced by his mouth.

She gasped and was about to pull away when she noticed Ron glaring infuriatingly at their mouths, so instead she deepened the kiss.

Hermione heard somebody wolf whistle and she pulled away and smirked at Ron. Ron was so tempted to leap across the table and snatch Hermione back, but he controlled herself. He was here with Lavender; he loved her, not Hermione. He tried to convince himself, but failed.

Everyone sat stunned for a while.

'Is that Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy?'

'I heard they've been seeing each other for months,'

'Did you know Hermione walked out on Ron three days before their wedding?'

'I heard he slept with someone,'

'I heard she left to be with Malfoy,'

'No!'

'Yeah, and apparently they have a child,'

'You mean Ron and Hermione,'

'Yeah, but Draco adopted him,'

'What utter nonsense,' mumbled Hermione, trying not to blush.

Honestly, why would I leave Ron for Draco! How damn absurd.

'Mia,' cooed Draco, 'anyone home?'

'huh, what, yeah,'

Hermione glanced dreamily around the room and placed a hand on Draco's thigh.

'I'm here sweetheart,' Hermione could see Ron's ears turning red.

The rest of the breakfast was incredibly awkward for Hermione and Ron. Draco could feel Hermione tense up every once and a while and Lavender was completely clueless the entire time.

Ginny and Harry saw the guests out and Ginny dragged Hermione aside.

'Do you mind not competing with Ron during these events,'

'I'm sorry Gin, I don't know what came over me,'

'I understand, I just feel that if you guys go too far Ron will burst in front of everyone and you know that won't be pretty,'

'I know,'

'So is it alright if you guys keep to the making each other jealous games to yourselves, away from the upcoming dinner and preferably the brunch as well,'

'Of course,' Hermione hugged Ginny.

'So what's Draco like?'

Hermione raised an eyebrow, 'You know I don't kiss and tell,'

Ginny pouted, 'That's only cuz you'd make out with my brother. There's no way in hell that I'd want to know about Ron's kissing talents,'

Hermione laughed, 'What kissing talents?'

'Aw come on Mia, I'm getting married you have to be nice to me,'

Hermione just grinned, 'what's Harry like?'

'Eww, Mia, he's like your brother,'

'And Draco's like your enemy,'

'He is not,'

'But he's not just some random guy,'

'Why not?'

'Because of our past. I mean I did put it behind me for this but I'll never forget those things he did to me,'

'Hermione,' sang Ginny, 'don't avoid the subject,'

'I'm not,'

'Oh I bet he's the best yet,'

Hermione looked sheepish, 'Maybe,'

'Ooohh,' squealed Ginny, 'Hermione's finally had a real kiss,'

'Ron knew how to kiss,'

'Yuck!'

'Fine, Draco knows how to kiss,'

'Too bad I'm getting married,'

'Ginny,' Hermione playfully punched her.

'What? He's only here because I'm getting married. So really it's a good thing,'

'Whatever,'

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AN: sooo what do you think? it's a really weird chapter, I didn't really know what to put in it! I do hope you like it and thanx for reading now all you've got to do is review…please, please, please!