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Just a bit of Friday night fluff!
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Chapter 4: Those Friday nights
Hermione was in her natural habitat: the library. After graduating Hogwarts, she had declined the Ministry job offers, and decided to do some good in educating the Wizarding World, and created the public Wizarding library in a magically concealed part of Muggle London. It was completed last month, and Hermione was extremely proud.
It was currently Friday night, and the library was relatively empty, with the exception of the staffers and a couple of elderly wizards. The truth was, Hermione had been feeling a bit, well… empty since the library was built. Before, her days were filled with planning and executing the project. However, once the library was finished and staff hired, it was now self-sufficient, and Hermione was left with empty days and time to spare. She spent much of those hours at the library reading many of the rare texts it contains, but the basically solitary confinement was taking a toll on her. She no longer had Harry and Ron to hang out with, because of a falling out she had with them a couple years ago, and the last conversation she had was with Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
He had come a couple days ago, requesting to borrow a couple texts, and Hermione had helped him. Their conversation had been pleasant, if impersonal. However, that was to be expected as they did not keep in touch after graduation. He had come to the library almost every day after that, spending a couple evening hours sitting upstairs and reading. Often times, Hermione had joined him, and they sat in companionable silence, each not wanting to break the tranquil environment.
In fact, there was Draco now. Hermione watched him as he walked through the sliding doors downstairs. He walked in slowly, looking at a couple of texts in the front that piqued his interest. Suddenly, he looked up, straight at Hermione. She felt her heart skip a beat. He smirked slightly and quirked his eyebrow in greeting. She smiled.
"Really, Granger, do you not have a life outside of the library," Draco said half-jokingly.
"Says the one who spends his evenings at the said library."
Draco's smiled even wider.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you have been almost waiting for my arrival."
Hermione rolled her eyes.
"We should get coffee sometimes. I know a good shop across the street."
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