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Hermione's POV
I picked out a Slytherin green dress that flowed to mid thigh, and paired it with some silver fishnet stockings. I picked the Slytherin colors because I knew he wouldn't know I know about Hogwarts, or magic at all, and they accented my black hair perfectly, which I had styled into poofy curls with a few clipped back.I ad on some natural makeup, not sure yet what would fit my new looks.
I knew that we would probably just be walking around town, but I wanted to look nice for him, my first date in a few months, with the past left behind in the wind. I zipped my up stiletto heeled boots, and went out the door.
The sky was dancing with the beautiful colors of the evening sunset, pink, orange, and the slight hue of purple. I looked at the fountain in the middle of the tow square, and flipped a knut into it. I should've put a penny, in case someone saw me, but it had become a habit of mine every since I moved here.
I would always wish for the same thing
"Dan."
I saw him sitting on a bench, he wasn't there a minute ago when I arrived, must have apparated. I didn't mention that though, to keep up the pretenses.
He looked at me, his mouth slightly open while his eyes drank in the sight of me, I had to suppress the urge to smirk, he definitely liked the colors. He was wearing some over the top clothes to, so I didn't feel overdressed, but something told me that he mist likely always wore something like that. There were some black jeans, and a white, button-up shirt with a silver tie. The shirt's sleeves were rolled up, making him look even more sexy then he already was.
"I think if you keep ogling then you're gonna start drooling."
He closed his mouth, and looked down at his feet, gazing absentmindedly at the ground while he cleared his throat.
"On um, you look, uh..."
Bloody hell, I think I've just rendered the great Draco Malfoy speechless, I wish I had a camera.
"Bloody hell, you look like a fucking angel."
"Well, thank you, you don't look half bad yourself."
We both chuckled slightly, and I froze and he took my hand.
Calm down it's a date, this was bound to happen.
I looked down on my left arm, for my scar, but realized it was';t there anymore. I hadn't noticed it, but it must have left after the glamour charms were lifted.
Thank god, I wouldn't want Malfoy turning back into what he was like during Hogwarts when he find out who I am. But then again, what is really like now? Maybe this is all a ploy to get me into his bed and then killing me off like the muggle I am, with dirty blood and all.
But then again, I'm not really a muggle-born, am I? I'm a pureblood.
Godric, I should stop thinking to much.
"So um, ho long have you been here."
I turned to him, thankful that he had started a conversation, the silence was starting to get to my head.
" A few months, I started up a bookshop since then."
"That's nice, so what;s your story?"
"Story?"
"Yeah you know, your life story, I guess, to help us get to know each other better, you don;t have to say everything, you know, just whatveer you're comfortabe with. 'cause anyone here in this town probably has an interesting story."
He lead me to an expensive italian restaurant, I was surprised to say the least.
"Hope you're hungry, we can go back into town after."
"Thank you," I gushed, and blushed a little, he barely knew me, but he was being so sweet.
He only likes you because of your looks.
I scowled at my head, it could be obnoxious sometimes. If he only liked me for my looks, then he wouldn't be trying so hard getting to know me.
We sat down at a small table, at the corner od the restaurant, secluded from everyone else.
"Well, its not much of an interesting story, but I'll share."
He smirked and ordered two glasses of champagne.
"I was a bookworm in school, no one liked me, I had a few friends, but after time they left to.I was bullied for years. I had a good boyfriend and we had been for years, but he proposed, I said no. His family, and our friends sided with him, and I needed a change of scenery."
I sighed, remembering all the moment with Harry and Ron before we had any romantic feelings.
"So what about you, what's your story?"
" I will, but what about your parents."
I gave a sad smile at the memories of them, and let a stray tear slip through, I tried to cover it up, but he noticed. He grabbed my hand, and stroked circled onto the back of it with his thumb, it sent chills through my spine.
"Hey it's okay, we don't have to talk about them."
Damn, who the hell is this person, I don't think I've met him before?
I was actually starting to doubt it was him based on his actions despite his pale complexion, white-blond hair, and piercing gray eyes that were definitely not genes apparent in the muggle world, maybe a cousin?
"I was spoiled rotten as a kid my parents were loving to me, but cold to everyone else. I went to school, and I was bullied, I bullied people like you said you used to be, bookworm-ish. There was this girl, she was an insufferable know-it-all, I actually respected her despite the fact that I was supposed to hate her because of what my parents and expected me to, but I actually respected her, and admired her from afar. My parents were very biased, and I never liked it, but i was too afraid to speak of it. Then in the end it became too, and I left my parents and came here, hoping that they would never find me here, it' not the sort of place they would find look for me."
I chuckled inwardly, I doubt anyone would look for Draco Malfoy in the muggle world, and it was definitely him, his story was everything except for the war and magic, and the insufferable, bookworm know it all?
"After you left your parents, why didn't you go looking for her?"
"Well, um, she sort of had a row with her boyfriend, and left the country."
Great, apparently all the papers covered our breakup through and through.
"And besides, I met you, and I think we'll get along together perfectly fine." He smiled as he twined his fingers with mine, and I smiled back.
"Yes I think we will."
A/N Is it wrong that I love Draco Malfoy so much? R & R please!
-A