Well what do u know? I just noticed just how rushed this story really is. Right now I'm not going to evaluate the chapters and make it less rushed but maybe sometime in the future I will. As for now you'll just have to deal with it! LOL

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and JS

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"Mr. Malfoy you may come in now." The secretary told Draco the next day. Hermione had just finished her test and he was going to be given the results right away as he had been a teacher of hers. Draco smiled at Hermione who was sitting anxiously next to him and then he got up and entered the office. Inside the office a plump man in what Draco figured his late 40's, early 50's, was sitting at a desk in front of a large window. The man indicated for Draco to sit down in the chair in front of his desk and Draco did so silently. The man looked him over with furrowed brows.

"How old are you?" He asked in a gruff voice.

"18, sir" Draco responded simply. He made sure to keep his back straight and his eyes on the man in front of him. He knew for a fact that this was not a man that took indecency.

"Aren't you a bit young to be a teacher?" the man asked in a somewhat forceful tone.

"I'm not exactly a teacher, sir. Ms. Granger unfortunately had become very ill while school was still in session and as I was Head Boy and ended up graduating head of class Headmaster Dumbledore thought it best that I taught her what she missed. He also knew that she and I had formed a good… bond per say." Draco once again responded. Another thing he made sure to keep was a calm tone of voice, which was rather difficult because he already didn't like this man one bit.

The man simply nodded and looked at the test results in front of him. "Well it seems you did a fine job for Ms. Granger did exceedingly well. Here are her test scores. I expect you to give them directly to her you understand boy?" this time the man's voice was rather mean.

"Yes sir" Draco responded. Though he didn't know it he actually sounded rather like a military soldier.

"I don't like you boy, I'll admit it. I don't like how you treat me one bit." Draco looked very surprised. He thought he did everything right! "You're to adult like. You need to act like a teenager boy! Not some rich man." The man smiled this time and Draco just raised a single eyebrow.

"What can I say, sir? I'm a Malfoy, though not proud of it." Draco took the test scores, stood up, nodded to the man and left the office.

Upon exiting the office he was attacked by an anxious brunette. Draco laughed and held onto her shoulders. "Don't worry love. You did wonderfully. Here are your scores." Draco handed her the paper and he watched as she looked it over with a bright smile.

"Oh Draco, thank you so much! You were the greatest teacher ever!" Hermione exclaimed. She then threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Draco laughed and they separated.

"Save that for latter, love, right now we need to get ready for dinner tonight." Draco told her calmly. Of course his expression betrayed his tone because he was smiling brightly with pearly white teeth. As a way to seem more decent he had refrained from wearing his grillz or from having his hair spiked. Instead his hair was in the old fashion of being slicked back and his teeth were shown. He also left his earring out for many older citizens felt it was wrong from a male to wear earrings. Of course Hermione despised the slicked back look but Draco assured her that it was only for this.

The two quickly apparated to their respected homes to get ready. They were going to a fancy magical restaurant for no muggle attire was to be worn. Draco dressed simply in black dress robes with a light blue tie. He took the gel out of his hair and left it hanging in his eyes. Draco opted for keeping the grillz out for this was supposed to be a nice dinner with Hermione and her family. Jennessica had agreed to coming for she had now left Hogwarts and wouldn't return until the next school year. She was still staying at Malfoy Manor with Draco and together they were working on brightening the place up. Earlier in the month many aurors had come to the manor and took every dark magic item that could be found. Spells had been placed on every door Draco knew of that led to the dungeons as was every door to his father's study. After he finished dressing Draco met up with Jennessica who was dressed in beautiful silver dress robes, the dress reached just after the knees, she didn't want it too short for this dinner was supposed to make a good impression on the Granger family. Draco took Jennessica's hand and they apparated to the apparation point nearest to Hermione home which was only one block away. The two walked down Hermione's street and once at her home Draco knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened to reveal Hermione's father who allowed them to enter. Draco shook his hand and Jennessica, as a custom of how she was raised, kissed both his cheeks. Mr. Granger smiled and left the room to go fetch the two ladies. Draco couldn't help but notice that Hermione must have forced her father into dress robes and he couldn't wait to see her mother and most importantly her.

Just two minutes later the two Granger women came down the steps looking absolutely wonderful. Mrs. Granger was dressed in red dress robes; she actually seemed slightly uncomfortable in them. Draco smiled at her and kissed her hand he then turned to Hermione and that's when his eyes went wide. Standing in front of him was what Draco thought to be an angel. She was dressed in light blue dress robes, the dress of which reached just above her knees. Her hair was up in a formal bun and sparkled oddly like it had on Valentines Day. Diamond earrings were placed in her ears and the bracelet he had given her on Christmas was around her wrist. A silver chain with a diamond rose was around her neck as well. Draco smiled brightly at her.

"Am I dead because surely you're an angel," Draco said. He heard Mrs. Granger sigh softly and could've sworn he felt Mr. Granger smile. "You look absolutely stunning, love." Draco said this time softly. Hermione smiled and kissed his cheek. He took her hand in turn and kissed it softly. "Well then we aught to be going. Mrs. Ganger, Hermione if you'd take my hands. Jennessica volunteered to apparate you to the restaurant, sir, so if you'd just take her hand." Once the Grangers were all holding onto one of the two they apparated right outside the restaurant.

Hermione, Jennessica and Draco gave Hermione's parents a second to regain their boundaries before they entered the French restaurant. Draco automatically went up to the desk. "J'ai des réservations pour cinq. Ce serait sous le Malfoy." The man smiled.

"Le Malfoy bienvenu de Monsieur. Mon ne sont pas vous avoir heureux trois belles dames avec vous. Bien si vous me suivriez s'il vous plaît." The young waiter then led them to their table and left them with their menus.

Before any of the ladies could sit down Draco stopped them all and pulled their chairs out one at a time for each to sit in. After they all sat Draco sat down himself between Jennessica and Hermione.

"So you speak French I presume?" Mr. Granger asked.

"Why yes I do. I also speak Italian, Spanish, German, Dutch, Norwegian, and Russian. Jennessica here can speak every language there is, including troll which is just plain weird…" Draco smiled at him and Mr. Granger nodded to him.

Hermione smiled at Draco and he gently took her hand which was under the table and gave it a light squeeze. All through dinner Hermione's father questioned Draco nonstop. Draco somehow managed to stay cool and collected however and answered every question perfectly. The only uncomfortable time was during dessert when Mr. Ganger asked him a very delicate question.

"So Draco, what do your mother and father do?" He asked, not knowing how uncomfortable for Draco said question was.

Draco shifted uncomfortably and cleared his throat. "Well you see sir, my parents aren't doing anything. They're… they're dead. My father, I'll admit, wasn't a good person at all. He was part of the feared group that Hermione must have told you about called the Death Eaters. He died in battle along side Lord Voldermort. I have no intention what so ever to follow in my father's footsteps. My mother on the other hand was one of the kindest people I've ever had the pleasure to know. Hermione of course is the kindest but my mother was right there. The only reason she and my father were married was that they were betrothed. My mother despised him and wished with all her might that I would not grow up to be like him. I do hope no one finds that I am like him, for I have tried very hard to be my own person."

The rest of the evening was rather quiet. Slight conversation was put in here and there but otherwise no-one spoke. When the bill came Draco paid for them all despite Hermione's family's protests. Draco just smiled and told them that it didn't make a difference if he fed the whole of Great Britain, it would barely make a dent in his inheritance. Once the Granger family was back home Draco and Jennessica returned to Malfoy Manor.

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It was three days before Draco and Hermione next saw eachother. Draco had been rather busy with the Ministry for there was still much paperwork he had to fill out to get his full inheritance and so have ownership of all the Malfoy homes, shops and land. By the time he was finished for the day he was to exhausted to do anything. Today was one day he had free and he planned to spend as much of it as possible with Hermione. After getting up and showering Draco dressed in casual dark blue baggy jeans and a black fitted t-shirt. He spiked his hair once again and made sure the tips were black. His grillz were in and so was his diamond earring. After putting on his black Jacob Arabo's Draco apparated to Hermione's house and knocked on the door, making sure to use the hand that didn't have the classic family ring on it. The door was opened by none other than Hermione's mother and she quickly let him in. Draco smiled at her and at that moment Hermione walked into the room. Upon seeing Draco she smiled and hugged him tightly.

"Hey Draco, I haven't seen you around for a couple of days." Hermione said softly to him.

Draco sighed. "Sorry, love, I've been busy with the ministry. I'm trying to settle everything so I can get in possession of everything that the Malfoy family has and you know that that has to take a while. I've been dealing with paperwork for these past couple of days." Draco replied.

Hermione smiled sympathetically and led him to the couch where they both sat down.

"So what have you been doing?" Draco asked after a moment of well wanted silence.

"Nothing really, mainly I've been looking to see what jobs they have open in the Ministry. I need to get a job so I can get out of here. My parents don't want me to become one of those thirty year olds who still live with their parents."

Draco smirked and brought her closer to him. "Well you could always come live with me at the manor. It's rather dull just having your sister there as company."

Hermione bit her bottom lip which showed that she was thinking. "That's a tempting offer. You'll have to give me a few days to think about it though, all right?" Hermione finally asked.

Draco smiled and kissed her lightly. "Certo la mia signora"

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I am so so so so so SO sorry I haven't posted in so long. I've had major writers block and I'm actually not happy with this chapter. Maybe after I finish the story this'll be one of the chapters I'll edit.

Ok one question. I'm thinking of having this end in a chapter or two and then making a sequel to it. I think that'll make it run more smoothly. I'm actually thinking of making this into like a series. What do you think? Should I do it or not?

"Certo la mia signora" "Of course my lady"

R/R!