Chapter 2

"Oh yea, about that…um…well…I was wondering if u were busy this Friday," Draco uttered in a rush.

Hermione looked into his eyes, wondering if he was playing tricks on her, but his eyes resembled clouds of blue that stormed with passion and longing. Draco was looking at his feet and biting his lip in a nervous gesture. Hermione lifted his head up and whispered, "No I am totally free," before covering the distance between them and planting the softest of kisses on his cheek. She turned around and walked towards the door.

"Alright, Friday at six." Draco cried out to her retreating body.

Hermione smirked as she went out the door. She was overjoyed that she was finally going out with Draco, and she ran into Ginny's room to share her excitement.

Meanwhile, Draco was busy planning the date. Since the next day was Friday, he was in rush to get everything just perfect for their first night together.

The next day, Draco went into Hermione's room in the morning to wake her up. "Morning Hermy, ready for the big day?" he asked.

"Mmhmm…do you think we should tell everybody? They're going to find out in the end." muttered the sleepy Hermione.

"Yeah I guess we should." Draco went outside to wait for Hermione as she got dressed, and when she came out they went downstairs together hand in hand to share the good news.

During breakfast, Hermione and Draco were unnaturally quiet as they were busy giving each other soft nudges under the table with their feet. Luckily, the Harry and the Weasleys didn't notice anything because the twins were busy pulling pranks on each other. When breakfast finally finished, Draco stood up and everyone became quiet.

"Um, well, I'd just like to say that…ummm…"

"Me and Draco are going out!" Hermione finished.

The table burst into applause, and Harry muttered, "Finally some one besides me is in a relationship!" Ginny heard him and winked.

"Yeah so we just wanted to let you know that we won't be joining you for dinner tonight. Just letting you know Mrs. Weasley so that you don't have to make our share of food only for it to go to waste." Draco said thoughtfully.

"Thank you Draco. Have lots of fun!" Mrs. Weasley said.

That Night…

Hermione sat in her room looking for the perfect outfit to wear on her first date in many months. She picked up a short mini skirt and really low-necked, tight-fitting tank top, but realized that this outfit was a little too much for a first date. Instead she wore a brown knee-length skirt and a thin, off-white shirt with a brown cami underneath. This outfit showed off her figure without implying that she out to impress Draco; it was perfect. For make-up, she just put on a little blush, some eye shadow, and lip gloss, knowing that natural beauty was what mattered and that too much make-up made people look ugly. After taming her hair a bit (but keeping it down in small ringlets), Hermione went across the hall and knocked on Draco's door to let him know she was ready.

Draco came out looking extremely handsome. He had on black pants with a thin white shirt. Hermione could see his six pack through the shirt, and she now appreciated the amount of hours his Quidditch captain made him practice for.

As Hermione was examining Draco, she noticed Draco examining her in return. "You look great Hermione," Draco whispered. They walked out of the Burrow (it was surrounded by a non-Apparation field) after saying goodbye to the rest of its inhabitants, and soon they were standing outside in the cold night wind.

They looked up into the night sky and were astonished to see how many stars they could see. Hermione gasped at the openness of it all. It reminded them that they were only two tiny specks in the vast universe. Hermione snapped back to reality first and asked, "So where are we going anyway?"

"Oh just hold on to my arm, I'll take you there." Hermione held on tightly and soon they had Apparated into a fancy muggle restaurant called La Nourriture d'Amour. Each table had walls around it in order to allow privacy for each party. Draco led Hermione to a table of two, and they sat down. Since both of them were adventurous, they tried dishes that were completely new to them. Draco experimented with escargot (cooked snail) which he remarked tasted like chicken, and Hermione had some fish fondue. As they were waiting for the bill, Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and started massaging it with his thumb. She looked up at him and smiled.

"You up for a little dancing at a nearby bar?" Draco questioned.

"Uh…sure." So off they went to a bar, where they ran into Blaise Zabini. He was still on the Dark Side, and when he saw Draco, he smirked and glided over.

"So this is the type of people you've put yourself with? I had heard rumors, but I never believed them. I guess I was wrong. I never thought you would stoop so low as to go out with a…Mudblood," Blaise spat.

"Don't you dare call her that!" Draco said, his fists clenched and pointed towards Blaise.

"Fine no reason to get uptight now! Just thought I'd remind you of what your father would think if he was still alive." Blaise said as he walked away.

Draco looked at his retreating body and said, "I think we should head home now." Hermione nodded weakly and Apparated after him.