1Authors Note: Who's missed me? I know you all did...right?...You can uh...put down the knifes, Im back. No, seriously, put down the knifes and guns...Yah, I took awhile getting back onto the computer to do this story, and Im sorry, but Im not going to bore everyone here with my life, and just get to the story, sorry for the wait, and next time it will be A LOT quicker, promise!

The date from heaven and hell(part 1)

When Draco got down to Mallie he barely had to open his mouth before she blurted out, almost to quickly to be English, "Go out da door, take a left, go straight until yah pass the peaky lookin' feller on yer right, then turn right, past the pub, down two more, then another right, straight past the loony bin, and take another right! And hurry up already, yer late!" Mallie gave him a rough push and grabbed his wand, sticking it in his hand, expecting everyone in the whole damn world to know exactly where she was talking about. Luckily for Draco, Sanders was just as irritated with her fuzzy logic.

"Casper, just head straight out the door, walk down two buildings, and it'll be the first on your right, and yah best be gettin a move on. I expect her to already be there, and she doesn't like to wait." He looked a little sour, considering this date wasn't even his idea in the first place, and the only reason that he hadn't gotten to the restaurant on time was because of Janie using up the bathroom.

He walked out the door and already could see the sign. He sighed, "Fucking Mallie and her fuzzy logic. It was a giant loop..." He walked into the small restaurant that was definitely not romantic, and looked around. Suddenly it had dawned on him that they had never told him who to look for. As he was muttering curses to himself he noticed that every single girl in the restaurant except for one was either with even more girls, or flocking as he called it, or with a bunch of guys, so they looked insanely burly. So, unless Sanders and Mallie were playing a very cruel joke, this was the girl.

Hermione had her back to the door, just about to give up. Where ever this guy was, all she knew was that he better be late because he lost a limb or two on the way. He was a whole 9 minutes late, and she could be working. What if she had something better to do right now? What if she could be at the club and helping set up stuff so she could meet somebody else? What if he came and didnt like her? What if he died on the way? What if she stopped asking herself questions? All very good points, but she couldnt finish her thoughts because somebody had just recognized her and gave her pony tail a light tug.

"What the fu-...what are you doing here Casper?" Draco flung himself in the chair opposite of her and seemed to be rather relaxed and uncaring as he managed to sprawl out.

"Apparently the same thing as you are...and Im going to guess that Mallie and Sanders both sent you here, right?"

"How did you figure it out before me?" She sounded a bit sour, always hating to be last to understand something.

"You mean besides my genius intellect and amazing good looks?" He smirked a bit, knowing that the last part had NOTHING to do with it. "Look over your shoulder my dear, it tells everything." Hermione turned around and laughed. There were two people who kept walking by and peering in nonchalantly, and a black owl watching from on top of a lamp post, obviously Sanders' familiar. She laughed a little and turned back around trying to ignore them.

"I've about had enough of this, what do you say we go for a bit of a walk?" Draco stood up from the small booth they were in and held out his hand to her. She blushed a little, not even knowing why, but took it anyways. After he pulled her up, he stopped to think for a moment and said, "Do you want to get back at them for this?" She nodded and laughed slightly. He bent down and whispered something quietly in her ear and she slowly started to turn red.

"Are...are you serious? You want me to...you want..." He nodded and pointed across the street to a small bar.

"We'll just meet there right after, I'll aparate. Besides, this way is just the beginning of vengence, Mallie already made us deal with those...noises...this morning, and Sanders needs to just lighten up, she sent her OWL to watch us..." He shook his head and pulled Hermione gently out the door and saw Mallie and Bobbie stopped on the side walk, trying to be discreet while watching them.

"Ready Janie?" Hermione nodded and grabbed her soda as she was about to walk out the door, but right on que Draco grabbed her roughly and pulled her into him as he kissed her. She was just about to slam it against him when she paused, and started to kiss back. Draco opened his eyes, not feeling the soda being poured on him and pulled back frustrated.

"Did we forget something?"

"Oh...right, sorry." She quickly sloshed the soda on him, right in the face, but forgot to run off and yell at him. Draco looked like he was grinding his teeth and wiped some off his face as he looked at her annoyed.

"It was supposed to be over my head...not in my face...you do know that this means revenge...right?" He grabbed some mustard from their table and she quickly turned and began to dart out of the door and ALMOST made it out...if it wasn't for the door. She ignored the sign in large and friendly letters that said, 'push' but she pulled and got it in her hair.

"I cant believe you!" She finally got the door open and she sprinted across the street anyways to the same bar as before, but not because he told her. This time it was because she had to go to a secretive place to use magic on her hair. Really was a pity she couldn't jinx him in public. She ran into the bathroom and after several minutes of spells, she finally was back to normal, but he had managed to get it on her clothes at well. "Scorgify" the mustard vanished and she walked out of the bathroom to see Draco already at the bar and with a beer as he was still trying to wipe himself off without using magic. She waved her wand and his beer toppled over into his lap and she quickly put the wand back in her sweatshirt as she sat next to him.

"I loathe you..." He started to wipe off his clothes again and looked thoroughly pissed.

"Oh...scared now. What are you going to do? Toss napkins at me?"

"I can do worse..." He made a slight movement under the counter and slid something back up his leg. She looked down and realized that he had changed her shirt to a pink 'Barbie' shirt, and she was now wearing a white mini skirt with three inch spike heels. He sniggered and huffed, quickly turning herself back. Oh yes...this meant war...

After several more bar pranks, the two walked out, and finally weren't as awkward around each other as they had been. It was natural now, and Draco was making several stops at candy stores, and several others that Hermione could swear were not for muggles. The muggles must not see them then, is the best that she could guess.

There were people dancing around like pansy's, most of which looked like they were on thier way to a large white building. "I think we need to lock you up Casper, looks like whatever disease you got from them is contagious."

He stayed silent, seeming to be in deep thought. Hermione stopped and looked at him like she had just seen Dimebag rise from the dead.

"What...?"

"Your thinking!"

"And?"

"Well...your thinking! I figured the day hell would freeze over would be the day that you'd actually use that walnut sized brain of yours, but you did it! You should get an award or something, honestly." Draco glared at her and she grinned, seeming to skip off, leaving him behind. She definitely wasnt watching where she was going, or she wouldn't have made the mistake of running into some drunkard who looked to be in his thirties and very pissed off...she just didn't seem to be having very great luck on this date of hers...