A/N: Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the Harry Potter Brand.

A SIDE NOTE: A reviewer asked what age Draco and Hermione are. I would say at least 18 possibly 19, maybe by the rarest chance 20. Their birthdays aren't really known, or atleast I don't. So around that area.

And this story was written before Half Blood Prince nothing from that book will be in it. (Sorry!)The story is really not suppose be a very serious story. (If you like those kind of stories see my stories: It Only Takes a Kiss to Remember, Be My Escape, Fallen Angels, and Hating to Love You and Loving to Hate You) Draco's character is a bit serious, but this is mostly a comedy.

Just FYI

"I don't know." he answered.

I was floored.

"What do you mean you don't know?" I asked. Okay usually you know if you love a person. You either hate, like, or love a person. There is no in between! He sighed.

"It's just really complicated."

"How? You either love a person or you don't." He glared at me.

"It isn't that simple. We're different people than we were a year ago. I may love you, but I don't know you enough as a person to be in love with you."

"So you love me, but your not in love with me." I repeated. "And your too scared of breaking Shania's heart by leaving her." I laughed softly. "The great Draco Malfoy who could sleep with some random girl every night and just kick them out the next morning, can't leave his finacee that he doesn't love." I paused. "How do you think those girls felt? They thought you cared about you but you didn't give a damn. To you they were some little toy? I suppose. You know the rules, you make them feel good, make them laugh and then you use them. The girls try to reset the rules, they try to make you feel something that you didn't feel with the others. To make you stay. So they won't end up on the wall of shamed. But you've passed 'Go' and you dump them, looking for the next girl. I'm surprised you can love, much less live with yourself." At that Draco shoved me against the wall. His face an inch from mine.

"You don't know shit Granger." he said, anger burning in his eyes. He called me Granger instead of Hermione, oh dear..."Yes you went into my mind. And yeah you know my love story, but you don't know half of what I've gone through. You and your perfect little life, with your perfect family and friends. Of course it looks wrong to you. Did you ever think for even a moment that I wanted to seduce even half of those girls? Did you think maybe my father put me to it? That I was so depressed, knowing I could never be with you, that I wanted to feel something other than this sadness? Little mudblood, let me assure you I could've made this whole process a living hell but I love you which saved you. No wonder why your a lowly wedding planner, mudblood."

He had called me a mudblood. Shock went through my system. He didn't love me, you don't call the person who love a mudblood.

"C-Could you let go of me? Your hurting me." I said, trying not to cry.Draco looked like snapped back into reality again. Like he now understood his actions.He instantly let me go. I had to admit, I was a bit scared of him. I rubbed my arms, where I knew some kind of bruise was starting to form.

"I'm sorry." he said quietly.

"I think I need, no should, go. In fact I think I should leave this wedding. I think it'll make it easier for everyone concerned." Draco looked up at me with shock. I turned away and walked out the door.

My heart sank when he didn't try to stop me.

"HERMIONE JANE GRANGER! YOU DID WHAT?" Ginny screamed at me over the phone later on when I was half way done telling what happened earlier.

"I left the wedding." I repeated.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SMOKING?" she continued.

"Nothing, it's just getting too complicated. I've learned more than is good for a wedding planer to know!"

"Oh so there are 'Wedding Planner Codes' are there?" Ginny snorted.

"Well you can't get involed. Emotional attactment, bad." I tried to explain but she went and interrupted me.

"Hermione Jane Granger, you are going to do that wedding even if I have to drag you out of your bed, through the snow and into the fires of hell itself, myself."

"Why are you so bent on me doing this wedding?" I asked, interested yet afraid of Ginny dragging me through hell.

"Number one, you need the money. Number two, your going to get that flat I saw you eyeing. And I want to move in, that skyline is to die for."

"Wait a sec! Your moving in?" I exclaimed but she continued.

"AND number three, I want to see how this ends."

"Ginny it already has." I pointed out.

"Nuh-uh." she said back. "You have a perfect track record, even one blemish on it and your up at night, wondering what you did wrong. Your going to say 'Screw it' and crawl back to the wedding. Either that or Malfoy is going to beg you to come back."

Damn, she knew me too well.

"Seeing Draco beg would be funny..." I thought aloud. Then I froze.

"Oh, and number four, you like him, like him." she said in a sing song voice.

"Yes, which is why I quit. Once again, too emotionally attached!" I defended.

"Ah the heart always wins out against the head." Ginny said. "Just wait. Malfoy will wait atleast a day, to show he's a man. But by day three he'll be begging."

"But Ginny he's too afraid to break a girl's heart! He did it to so many girls at school he seems silly."

"So he needs to grow a backbone. What guy doesn't? And he grew a heart. Big deal." Ginny said. I groaned.

"Ginny he called me a mudblood." I said quietly. I hadn't told Ginny about that. Ginny gasped.

"What?" Ginny whispered.

"You heard me."

"Oh my God Hermione...I'm sorry."

"He doesn't love me Ginny. He'll only break my heart." I said as my voice cracked.

"Don't cry Hermione!" Ginny pleaded. "I swear I am gonna kick his ass so hard he won't know the difference between standing and sitting."

"Don't." I said. "He's not worth it. I'll find some other wedding to plan, it's not that big of a deal. I shouldn't have ever thought that Draco could've been different." I paused. "I'm going to go think about this. I'll talk to you later."

Ginny was right. One day went by and nothing happened. Another day, nothing. Another day, nothing. I felt good enough to go for a walk in the park and I had bought a jumbo bag of Skittles in a moment of deep sadness so I brought that in case I suddenly felt the need to cry. I popped Skittles continiously as I watched the geese sail by. I suddenly felt something soft bump against my thigh. I looked to see a cinnamon roll.

"If a pureblood was an ass and wanted to ask a muggleborn for forgiveness, would she accept it?" Draco asked. I felt my heart sink and rise at the same time.

I still liked him damn it.

"If the pureblood want forgiveness than why did he give the muggle born a cinnamon roll?" I shot back.

"Because he's a bit afraid that she will hurt him and decided a peace offering before the actual asking of forgiveness was better."

"The muggle born accepts the cinnamon only because she loves them, but she doesn't accept the pureblood's ask for forgiveness as he hasn't said the magic words." I said.

"What if the pureblood said he was sorry?"

"How does the muggleborn know that he means it?"

"Because the pureblood has not only gotten hell from his finacee but he misses the muggle born." That was when I remembered Shania.

Funny how when your mad you forget about the important people.

I sighed.

"Why would a pureblood miss a muggle born?"

"Because she's smart and funny plus she's making the pureblood's cake." I smiled only a tiny bit.

"If the muggle born were to go back to the wedding what would be in it for her?" I asked.

"The pureblood would behave and he really does miss her." he promised. Before I had time to think properly. I sighed, he knew how to talk to me, I will give him that.

"Draco, I'll go back to work on the wedding. But only because I want Shania to be happy. I swear you piss me off again and I will hurt you so badly and THEN I'll have Harry and Ron deal with you. And when they find your dead body in a ditch, I won't care." Draco looked a bit scared.

"If this is about money..." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Shut up Draco I'll be at your house at three. Now get the hell away from me."

I know this may seem a bit weak on Hermione's part and most likely your going "Whisper's Song, he called her a mudblood! Why would she even consider going back to the wedding?" She is still pissed, she isn't going to be merry sunshine, it's going to take time for her to get over what he said to her. But she wants to see Shania happy. Just trust and work with me here. It's gonna be good.

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Okay I will

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Skittles and Cinnamon Kisses,

Whisper's Song