Here is chapter two! I hope you all enjoy it! Draco will see, if not meet, Hermione in this chapter, and we'll see how his date with Perpetua goes. I'm going to have some fun with this...

Starstruck

The Date

"DRAKIE!!!" Draco heard someone yell as he approached the theatre. How had she recognized him? "Oh, you're just as handsome as Blaise described you! Is my outfit okay? I couldn't help but wonder if I would look foolish in this skirt while going to a movie, but-"

"You look fine." Draco didn't make any attempt to disguise the sarcasm and disdain in his voice, but Perpetua didn't seem to notice. He'd had enough of this date already, and it had only been a minute or two. As Perpetua tried to fix the hem of her skirt, which seemed to be unraveling, Draco gave her a once over.

Not too bad, Draco thought. She had brown hair that was in pigtails (no surprise there) and she had somewhat of a squashed face, reminding Draco strongly of Pansy. She was much cuter than Pansy, but she definitely was not his type. From her extremely large mouth to her cute little pink sandals, Perpetua was way too perky, way too damn annoying, and not to mention incredibly stupid. There was nothing else to it. This would be a one dater and a one dater only. She would tell him to owl her at the end of the date and he would say 'I'll see you later' and they would never speak again. Those words. "I'll see you later." So simple, yet so misleading. Draco loved the ambiguous quality to those words. It gave hope, yet no commitment.

Draco shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Perpetua was smiling dumbly at him.

"Shall we get the tickets then?"

"Oh! Yes, of course! Well, I just love the feeling of going to the movies, don't you?" She didn't wait for his response, but continued to ramble. Draco wondered how someone could say so much but not really say anything at all. And how she kept that stupid smile on her face all while she was talking.

Draco went up the counter and realized that he did not have any muggle money.

"Um, I don't have any muggle cash on me," He said in an undertone, so the teller would not hear them.

"Oh, that's okay! I always have muggle cash prepared for when I go to the movies. You can just pay me back in wizard money!" She said loudly (and quite thickly), and the teller gave her a strange look that did not leave her face for a long while.

"Two for the Chicago movie please," Said Draco quickly, for the people in line behind them were starting to get restless. They got their tickets and moved inside the building. Draco looked around and did not know where to go. Luckily, Pepetua, excited to get to the theatre (or the snack bar?), ran up to another teller, who was standing in front of a large podium-like box.

"Dangerous Times in Chicago New first floor on the left thank-you have a good night." Draco chuckled at the employee's monotonous tone. He couldn't have been over sixteen. He smirked and followed what Perpetua did, just barely catching up to her as she went around the corner. He could hear faintly the voice of the young teen, "the left thank-you have a good night."

"Let's see... I think I want some popcorn and a soda-but those nachos are good too-and a box of raisinettes. Yes. That's what I'll get. What do you want?"

"Draco stared bewildered at the counter of the snacks bar. He saw many candies he had never heard of: what were "Sour Patch Kids?" and "Raisinettes?" He refused to eat disgusting muggle candy and decided to pass. He gave Perpetua a handful of sickles and went to go save seats for the movie.

The theatre was a large room with a big screen at the end. Rows and rows of red uncomfortable-looking seats were lined up. He could hear cheesy music playing form small boxes positioned around the room.

"Stupid muggle electronics," He muttered, before taking two seats in the middle of the theatre. (A/N: I don't know how much wizards are familiar to this kind of stuff, so I just pretended that he knew nothing of movies or theatres whatsoever.)

Perpetua came a few minutes later, and seemed to be talking to one of the ushers as she was passing by. The usher jumped as she asked him if he had seen the movie yet, if he liked it, if he liked his job, etc. Then she asked him to help her find Draco. He slumped further down n his seat, hoping that she would give up and sit somewhere else in the theatre. But this did not happen.

"Drakie! Drakie!!!" she yelled urgently across the room. The usher let out a small squeek. Everyone in the audience turned to glare at Perpetua. She grinned sheepishly. "Draco! There you are. Weren't you looking for me?" She came down to the row he was sitting at and began putting down her drink, popcorn, and candy. The audience stopped looking at Perpetua, but turned to Draco. He snarled and sat up in his seat. A large, beefy man sitting in front of him turned and said,

"I'm going to enjoy this movie in silence. Got that, buddy?"

"You shouldn't be talking to me," Draco said with gritted teeth. He was just about ready to take his wand out and pummel this guy.

"Yes, I should. You keep your girlfriend's big mouth shut."

"She's not my...Fine." He trailed off. Perpetua, on the other hand, did not hear any of this, as she was busy talking to the person on her right, and old man with gray hair, who Draco had a strong feeling was asleep.

Finally, the lights dimmed, and the previews began. Of course, it took Draco a few minutes to figure out that this wasn't the actual movie. Perpetua was whispering loudly to him the whole time anyway, which made it rather hard to concentrate. The man sitting in front of him looked at Draco and grunted as if to say "shut the hell up." Draco quietly did a glueing charm on the Raisinettes, and soon he too enjoyed silence. And just in time too, for the movie had just started.

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"Charlese, where are you going?"

"To figure out my life, Seth. " Charlese crossed the street with her luggage and waited at the bus stop.

"But you've helped so many others, don't you know? Leaving Chicago won't change that!"

"And who have I helped, Seth. Who? You think I've helped people Seth. It was a lie. Don't you get it? A lie. All this, all Chicago, is nothing but a lie." She turned away from him.

"You helped me." He said quietly.

"What did you say?"

"You helped me figure out my life." He walked towards her and took her hand. "And my life is your life. We belong together, Charlese. Here. In Chicago. And with the two of us together, it won't be Chicago. It will be a different Chicago. Chicago New." She smiled a soft smile and put her hand on top of his.

"Chicago New." And she dropped her suitcase and kissed him.

The credits began to roll as the movie ended. Draco sat in his chair, unable to speak. That was a muggle creation? Who would've thought? He looked at the credits slowly moving on the screen, soft music playing in the background. Charleze Eisen - Hermia Grant. She had been amazing, and not to meniton the fact that she was beautiful. Draco got up and began to leave when he realized that Perpetua was still here. She was making noises that resembled a cry of a monkey. The glueing charm. Oops.

"Perpetua, why don't you go to the bathroom before we go to dinner? I'll wait. She half-smilled, then began walking up the steps to the restroom. Draco waited a few minutes before undoing the glueing charm on her teeth.

Once they got outside (Perpetua massaging her mouth the whole way), Perpetua was back to her old self again. Draco had figured out that if he just nodded once in a while and said "really?" or "Wow!" every few minutes, no matter how devoid of expression, Perpetua would keep talking and not really bother him. He just couldn't stop thinking about how amazing muggle movies were. Maybe he would check out that television when he got home...

"Draco! Hello? Where do you want to go for dinner?"

"Um..." He didn't know this part of town at all. He quickly scanned the block and saw what looked like a small Italian Bistro. "Right there."

Later............

"And after that I worked in a small clothing shop for wizards that wanted to look like muggles, that was a blast, I mean, who would have thought that so many people didn't have any dress sense, luckily I don't have that problem, so anyway-" They had been at the restaurant for over two hours, and Draco was wondering if he would be there all night. So far, Perpetua had told him about her many jobs, her cat Priscilla, her previous boyfriends, what her favorite foods were, her cat Priscilla, he favorite shopping places, the movies she loved to watch and her other muggle interests, and did she forget to mention her cat Priscilla?

Draco saw the waiter coming by. "Check please!" He said, before he realized that Perpetua hadn't even touched her food. It seemed that her fork had been in a stationary position in her hand, halfway to her mouth, for the entire meal. Of course there was no food on it now, as Perpetua had used it as a prop and had been flailing it around all while she was talking. Draco hoped that the people behind them did not have potatoes thrown on them during their meal.

The waiter brought them a check and, thankfully, a takeout box for Perpetua.

"Oh, thank-you! It was delicious and I'd love to take it home. I'm sure Priscilla would love-" But the waiter had already gone, not before giving Draco a sympathetic look. Draco payed and they left.

Draco and Perpetua stood outside the small bistro, and for once Perpetua didn't say anything.

"So I guess I'll see you later then...You want me to take you home?"

"No, I'll just take the night bus. Thanks, I had a great time!" She started to move in for a goodnight kiss, but Draco pretended he didn't notice and walked away. He walked out of the lamplight on the street and apparated right outside his apartment. He walked into his room and changed into his pajamas, black silk. He went out to the kitchen to get some water and saw the television. He looked at it for a few minutes, then got a glass of water and went back to his room.

Draco tossed and turned in his bed. He didn't know what was bothering him, but either way, he couldn't fall asleep. It was only when his thoughts strayed to the television in his living room and Hermia Grant that he finally fell asleep. (A/N: do do do do do do!!!! That was x-files music if you didn't know...sorry, couldn't resist.)

More to come... The Comic store... More Hermia... More Perpetua?