Hey people! I'm so, so, so, so, so, so sorry that this took forever. Really I am! I had semi and parties and those aren't excuses. My teachers have been piling on project after project and test after test before the Christmas holidays. My parents are on my case about doing my work before writing. They threatened to lock me off the computer if its not homework. So I'm doing it while they are out. Anyway, on with the story.

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Chapter 11 It's A Date

"It's Draco."

She froze for a second, Draco who? Then it came back to her; the man who had helped save her.

"Oh, hey Draco, hi." she said happily.

"Hey, I was wondering if maybe you were up to take that rain check tomorrow, say around 6:00?" he asked hopefully.

She paused. Did she really want to go out with this man who she didn't know? He saved your life, a voice in the back of her head told her. Then again, he is a complete stranger. She hardly remembered what he looked like, his face was distorted in her mind, but no one could have expected her to remember details in that kind of a situation.

"Um, sure. Where do you want to meet?" she said in a cheery voice that she hoped didn't sound fake.

"Angel Garden Restaurant. It's reserved under the name Malfoy" he answered.

"Great," she smiled into the phone, "I'll see you then."

"Alright, I'll see you Hermione."

"Bye."

Hanging up the phone Hermione checked the clock and saw it was 4:45. She needed to start to get ready for supper.

Draco heard her hang up and just before he put down the phone he whispered into the phone

"I love you."

"Harry? I are you sure this is a good idea?" questioned Ginny.

"Of course it will work Gin, it never has failed me once!" he persisted.

Ginny shook her head and took in the sight before her; her husband stood there with his invisibility cloak in his hand and looked as giddy as a school boy about to sneak into Hogsmeade.

"Draco won't like it." Ginny admonished.

"Yeah, well, when did we ever care what other people liked?" he asked putting down his cloak and walking over to her.

Ginny rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and briefly kissed him. She tried to break away when he tightened his hold on her and leaned down to kiss her again. She moved her arm to his chest and gently pushed him back.

"Slow down there, we have a date to watch over." she smiled.

"They can watch themselves." he whined.

She laughed at him and walked out of the room and he trailed grumpily behind her after grabbing the cloak. She grabbed her coat and mitts and saw Harry grudgingly getting ready with a disappointed scowl on his face. She walked over to him and grabbed his hand in hers and leaned to whisper in his ear.

"I'll make it up to you later." she smirked.

Needless to say Harry was a beaming happy man as the couple left the house and headed off to the restaurant where their friends would be dining.

Hermione walked nervously into the surprisingly elegant restaurant. She felt very out of place; it seemed that this restaurant was the place to dine among the rich and successful. She secretly found herself hoping that she would one day become rich enough to dine in places of this sort later on in life. If she continued consistently with her amazing work perhaps one day she would.

She walked up to the man at the desk and he looked up at her with eyes that confirmed what she had been thinking. She most defiantly was out of place.

"Can I help you, Miss?"

"Yes, um, I was…well I…I'm here under the reservation for Malfoy." she stammered out.

"Malfoy?" he asked suspiciously, "ah, yes, yes, the Malfoy party for two. He is already at the table; allow Tyler to show you to your table. Tyler! Please show Miss…" he looked at her questioningly.

"Miss Granger." she told him.

"Miss Granger. Please escort Miss Granger to the Malfoy table tonight." he told the man next to him.

Hermione looked at Tyler and immediately found herself attracted to him. His dark blue eyes were so blue she could drown in them and his brown hair ruffled up his head not too messy but not neat which gave him a natural look of gorgeousness.

"Hi, I'm Tyler."

"I'm Hermione." she swooned slightly.

"Allow me to take your coat." he smiled at her. Oh God, Hermione thought when he smiled, he is gorgeous! She gave him her coat and saw him quickly sent an appreciative glance at her. She was in a pink off the shoulder sweater and her fancy dark jeans that complemented her shape fairly well in her opinion. She had her hair in a messy bun and her bangs framed the right side of her face.

"Please let me escort you to your table, Hermione." he grinned again.

She smiled and allowed him to lead her to the table.

Hermione followed him to her table where she saw the faintly familiar tuff of blonde hair sitting down looking at his watch nervously. He looked up when he noticed them coming and she saw his eyes light up with such intense joy it nearly overwhelmed her, not just because when he saw her he was so excited but her heart leaped up into her throat and a strange feeling came over her that she could not remember ever feeling before. However, it was strangely familiar. She forgot all about Tyler and gazed into Draco's greenish-grey eyes and became lost in their surprising warmth.

Draco had arrived at 5:45, which was a quarter of an hour earlier then they were to meet. Yes, he was anxious. No one could blame him. Hermione had been missing from his life for what seemed like eternity and now that he had found her, he wanted to spend every waking moment with her.

The fates, however, were not so kind to him. He was once told that love was a complex emotion. He grew up as a child with little love or need for love. It was, to him, a worthless emotion that got in the way. Now he knew why everyone told him that love hurts; but if he ever was given the chance to not feel like this and forget the love he felt he knew he would turn them down flat.

He checked his watch yet again. It was five after; where was she? The Hermione he knew was not always on time, she had her little late quirks like any girl would, yet he was quite anxious and wondered if she was not going to show up at all. He then felt that 6th sense feeling that someone was watching him and he raised his head and his eyes met with Hermione glowing brown orbs. He felt himself automatically beam and took in her appearance. She looked amazing. His eyes locked with hers again and he saw a flicker in them that gave him some hope that she might remember him.

"Allow me, Hermione" said her escort.

Draco turned his head and watched as the man eyed Hermione, his Hermione. He knew that look ad he didn't like it.

"Thank you Tyler." she smiled.

His anger was beginning to boil over; this man had enough nerve to flirt with his girl, and she was flirting back. He opened his mouth to say something when he felt something jab him in the ribs. He closed his mouth and held in his moan of pain.

What was that, he wondered. He subconsciously rubbed his side and looked up at Hermione who watched the escort walk away.

"You found the place alright?" he asked to call himself to her attention once more.

"Yes, my friend Josh told me where it was." she said smiling.

The maître d' came and took their orders for dinner. He decided it was best to begin small talk.

"So what brought you to England?" he asked her.

"Well, I was originally from England, it's quite funny actually. I can't remember ever living here. Anyway, my job required me to move here for our other location so I accepted. I thought a change would do me some good. Toronto was getting dull anyway. My friends were into the whole clubbing, drinking, and dating a new guy every month kind of scene. I didn't mind it too much, but they went out all the time. The people here are pretty nice though." she told him.

They talked forever about jobs, England, their interests and so much more. I was hard for Draco not to mention anything about magic. It made up most of who he was, but he knew with Hermione magic couldn't come into the picture. Not just yet, anyway.

They finished their meal and they saw the time was only 8:00; that when Draco decided to work in phase two of his plan.

"Would you like to take a walk in the park? I know a great one." he smiled.

"It's so cold out though, it's snowing. It's December." she fretted.

"Don't worry. Trust me." he told Hermione, willing her to say yes.

"Alright." she said giving a small smile.

He hauled them a cab and allowed her to get in first.

"Alexandra Park." he told the driver.

The cab ride there was mostly silent Hermione sat in the cab and contemplated about the attraction she felt towards Draco. He was a great guy, despite the circumstances they met under. She turned her head and gave him a slight smile and to her enjoyment he looked quite shocked but enormously happy.

They arrived at the park and she immediately was mesmerised. She loved going through parks and looking at the flowers and trees; everything was just so beautiful and natural. Toronto didn't have gardens at all; you at to travel out of town for that. None could compare to the one she was looking at right now. It was so immensely beautiful. She gazed in wonder.

"Its beautiful." she breathed

"Yeah, let's go for that walk." he winked at her and started walking fast. She had to jog to catch up with him but she finally managed to catch up to him. Noticing his hand hanging limply by his side Hermione lightly brushed her hand next to his and he looked at her questioningly; and seeing her smile he casually grabbed her hand in his and continued to walk on discussing whatever they wanted.

Hermione was surprised to find out how easily she could talk to him and Draco with her. She found herself telling him about her parents being dead; he told her that his parents left him when he was only a teenager.

Harry and Ginny were silently following Hermione and Draco under the invisibility cloak, taking in the conversation ahead of them. Ginny nudged Harry when she saw them hold hands; from which he now was sure to have a bruise.

"It's cold." Ginny complained.

"You should have dressed warmer." Harry told her.

"I'm wearing like fifteen layers." she countered.

"Alright, here." Harry said as he cast a warming charm on himself and Ginny.

"Thanks." she said giving his hand a squeeze.

"You know what Draco? It's December and I'm barely even cold. It's so strange. I should be freezing." Hermione said.

"Yeah, maybe it's because there is hardly any wind." he replied.

"Maybe."

"Looks like Draco thought of it before I did." Harry concluded.

"Yeah, like how he told us not to come and spy when he told us about the date." Ginny said thoughtfully.

"Yeah, he said it before I even thought about spying." Harry stated.

"He's just quick like that, he thinks ahead, is very cunning, and carefully manipulates things to work out in his favour, such the Slytherin." Ginny sighed.

"You say that like it's a good thing." Harry glared.

"Maybe it is, because Slytherins at least have subtlety." Ginny teased.

"I'm going to ignore that and pretend that you didn't say anything." he declared.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Ginny giggled.

"You help me sleep at night." Harry announced.

"Men." muttered Ginny under her breath. Ginny looked towards Draco and Hermione once more and distinctly saw Draco heading in the way towards the skating rink. Perfect, she thought.

"Are you sure this isn't spying?" Harry asked his wife, who distantly had the same look Fred and George had when they were up to no good plastered on her face.

"No…but I don't care." she stated as they walked carefully under the cloak.

"Didn't he tell us not to spy?" he asked, regretting the question. Rule #1 to all men: The woman is ALWAYS right. Rule #2: if she is wrong refer to rule #1.

"Yes…and I told him not to be stupid, and what did he do? He kidnapped Hermione." she stated.

"Now that's not fair." he stated.

"Why not?"

"He can't help being stupid." he stated.

Ginny pushed him over and they both fell to the ground with a yelp.

Hermione turned around and looked at Draco.

"Did you hear something?" she asked.

He turned and glared where the noise had come from.

"Just invisible idiots." he stated.

She looked at him confused but he just grinned at her and they kept walking.

"Can you skate?" he asked her, already knowing the answer.

"Not very well, I'm alright." she admitted.

"Let's go for a skate." he decided dragging her over to the skate rental shack in the park.

They got their skates and headed towards the rink. Draco immediately went onto the ice and he remembered the time when Hermione had pressured him into skating.

"Come on Draco! You know you want to!" she shouted from the lake.

"I've never had the inclination nor need to ever do this thing you call skating!" he yelled back at her.

"You just need some persuasion that's all. If this friendship is going to work out, you have to try new things! Now get your spoiled butt out on this ice!" she declared skating up to him.

"I don't think so." he stated stubbornly.

"Fine, Harry and Ron did it though. I guess your just not as brave as they are, or your just to chicken to do anything new." she teased him.

"Fine, I'll show you. Now help me get these damn things on." he grunted.

She helped him with the skates and slowly led him out on to the ice and showed him how to work his feet.

He fell on his butt now less then five times and every time he did he glared daggers at Hermione. She just kept laughing at him and told him he'd get better with time. Muttering under his breath he slowly became accustomed to the gliding feeling and began to skate faster.

He skated his way towards Hermione and grabbed her from behind and whispered in her ear.

"You should have been sorted into Slytherin you conniving witch." he told her.

She turned around, facing him and began to skate backwards.

"Yeah, well what can I say," she teased, "Bet you can't catch me!"

She skated away and he sped after her. It took him forever but soon he took shortcuts to where she was skating to and finally he caught her. She tripped over his feet and fell down bringing him with her.

They both sat on the ice looking at each other silently for a few moments before she stood up and helped him to his feet.

"See? I told you this was fun." she said barely above a whisper.

"Yeah, um…er…th…thanks…I guess." he stumbled out.

She smiled at him as he felt his face begin to move closer on its own accord.

"Hermione, I'm going to do something incredibly stupid." he murmured getting closer.

She looked at him confused for a second then he felt his lips connect with hers. He did not know how long they stayed there on that ice; their lips barely touching, but it was magical. He looked into her eyes and saw her faintly smile as she gave a small shiver.

"It's cold we better go in." he said.

"Yeah." she breathed.

They skated to the end of the lake hand in hand and walked into the castle hands still intertwined.

He held her hand as they both skated out into the rink. She glided next to him, stumbling occasionally. She wasn't a great skater; she was alright though, he was just happy she was next to him.

They skated on the rink for ages as Harry and Ginny watched from the sidelines.

"Isn't it romantic Harry?" Ginny whispered.

"Actually, it's quite dull. Like those corny girl movies that you always make me watch." Harry muttered,

Ginny checked her watch and saw that it was 10:30.

"They should be leaving anyway."

After finally getting of the ice they walked to the Glory Fountain and sat next to it. Hermione checked her watch and saw how late it was.

"I'd better be getting home soon," she told him sadly, "I have work tomorrow unfortunately."

"Yeah, I'll hail you a cab." he frowned.

"I had a great time tonight. I haven't skated in ages." she told him smiling.

He smiled at her and looked deep into her beautiful honey brown eyes. I could melt in those eyes, he thought to himself.

She leaned in closer to him and their lips met briefly. He remembered how her lips felt upon his and he didn't want to stop kissing her. It took all his restraint to allow her to pull back.

"Maybe…maybe we could go out again some other time?" he asked her.

"I'd like that." she beamed tucking her hand in his.

Hermione turned her head around when she heard something in the distance.

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"I thought, I thought I heard someone shout out." she said.

"Hmm…probably some pranksters." he said as they walked away.

She kissed him once more upon getting into her cab and he promised to call her soon.

As she got ready for bed she couldn't sop thinking about her date. Draco was just so sweet and kind. She was already falling for him. She kept trying to tell herself that she barely knew him but there was just something about being with him that felt so right, it felt like that missing piece was filled. She bundled herself up in her covers and drifted off to sleep.

"What do you want with me?" the girl screamed.

"I want to show you something." the tall man drawled out.

"Leave me alone! Someone please help me!" she yelled.

"No one can hear you," he laughed, " Now on with the show."

The girl was pushed towards a swirling glass and she began to fall.

Blurs began to swirl around the vision and then cleared a couple minutes later showing the girl racked with sobs on the floor.

"This is only the beginning." the man smirked.

"No, please, it can't be." the young girl pleaded.

The man began to laugh harder as the girl broke into sobs again.

Hermione woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, sweat covering her body like a coating. She panted heavily and realised she had gotten a fever. She knew she wouldn't be able to go to work so she left a message at her office and went back to sleep only barely remembering the dream and hearing the man's laughter ring through her ears and sending a chill down her spine.

Authors Note: Sorry it took so long again. I'm home sick so I thought why not finish it right now. Hope you all enjoyed it. I'll try and get the next one out just after Christmas holidays. Happy Christmas! Please review.