A/N: Hey guys! I'm backkkk! I'm so sorry I took forever to update! I'm was busy with my Uni finals! Anyways, here it is! AND PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!

Hermione wrapped herself in her fluffy bathrobe and slipped into her pink bunny slippers as she slowly towel dried her wet curls. She walked towards her wardrobe and glanced at the rows and rows of clothes that hung neatly. They were all colour coordinated of course, but sadly, the only colours they were well, black, grey and white. She felt herself sigh in defeat. Has she always been this boring ,really? Her eyes caught to a familiar red halter gown, one she had worn when she was on her date with Ron. She felt her eyes tear up as she recalled her now ex-boyfriend. It had been weeks since they have ended their relationship and he had not even called once. Yes, maybe he was a jerk but he was still the love of her life, and of course, her best friend. To suddenly end everything so abruptly hurt her more than she had cared to admit.

As she stretched her arm to pick up a jumper, a familiar orange cat jumped out from her wardrobe and leisurely stretched its paws.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione scolded, her hands on her hips. "You cannot keep sleeping in here, boy," she sighed and bent down to scratch him behind his ears.

She slipped into a crisp white button down shirt and a simple black pencil skirt before pulling her curls into a bun.

"It is just a business meeting," Hermione reminded herself again before the green flames flooed her to Malfoy Manor.

No less than a few seconds later, she was in the Manor's grand living room. She felt her eyes fill with wonder as she eyed her surroundings. The interior really was beautiful, elegantly furnished with no doubt, the most expensive furniture money could buy. How could she not realise how beautiful the décor' was the last time? Oh right, she was too busy screaming at Ron and-

"Granger?" a deep voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

Hermione jumped a little at the sudden intrusion and slowly forced herself to flash a smile. "Good to see you again Mr Malfoy," she said, professionally.

Hermione felt Draco scan through her outfit with an arched eyebrow, a familiar smirk toying at his lips.

"I have to say, I'm slightly intrigued at the choice of your outfit today," he drawled, his voice laced with humour.

"Well, you did call me rather abrupt and I'm presuming this is a business matter, I am right?," Hermione added, annoyed when he gave a slight chuckle.

"Yes, indeed ,Miss Granger," he added, emphasising on her surname.

Draco lead her down the cold, almost eerie corridor that lead to his study. The study had been thoroughly refurnished after the War and it was elegantly furnished to match his taste. He walked to his mahagony desk and indicated for Hermione to have a seat opposite him.

Hermione who was rooted at the door of his study, straightened up and proceeded to take a seat.

"May we began?," Draco, suddenly asked in seriousness.

"Just a second," Hermione mumbled as she fished out a notebook and carefully aligned two sharpened pencils on her left, and a blue and black ballpoint pen on her right.

Draco merely raised an eyebrow but decided not to question her tactics.

"Now, I've come to known that you work for in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures," Draco paused and waited till she had nodded, ushering him to continue.

"As the CEO of Malfoy Enterprise, I would like to contribute to your cause. I am sure you have upcoming projects that do need financial support?," Draco asked

To be honest, Hermione was not suprised. She knew that the Malfoy name needed to be cleaned and his donation would be mutually beneficial.

So for the next hour, they had agreed to a fancy gala dinner and had agreed on details.

"Right so I will come up the budget and discuss this with you further soon," Hermione said as she stood up slowly.

Draco was merely silent as he stared at her.

Hermione fidgeted as she waited for his reply but he continued staring at her.

"Is there something wrong-," Hermione started to say as Draco stood up and inched closer to her face.

Hermione's eyes opened wide at his sudden closeness and she breathed in his musky scent as she felt her cheeks start to colour.

Hermione watched in a daze as he lifted his finger and traced it across her lips.

The sudden contact broke her train of thought as she lurched backwards, accidentally losing her footing over a stool before she was caught around the waist by Draco's arm.

Draco steadied her on her foot and before she could open her mouth he lifted his fingers up again and in between them was a stray orange fur.

"This was on your lip," Draco said, amused as she turned beet red.

Hermione stood there in his arms, gaping in confusion before she exhaled and muttered "Crookshanks,"

She quickly stepped back when she realised his arms were still around her waist.

"Right, so- I'll-I'm just going to- I'd better make a move," Hermione stuttered as she walked backwards towards the door again.

Hermione quickly walked down the long corridor, glad this meeting was over.

'Okay, it wasn't that bad," Hermione thought to her self.

'I was professional and calm and-

"Oh, and Granger?," Draco suddenly called from behind her.

"Interesting choice of footwear I must say," Draco said, stifling a chuckle.

Hermione frowned in confusion and glanced down at her feet before she inwardly groaned.

She was not wearing her formal black plumps, but instead she was wearing her fluffy pink bunny slippers from this morning

Hermione covered her face with her hands as she thought to herself 'Okay, it was horrible'.

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