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Watching her from two steps behind, he followed her down the streets of Diagon Alley until they hit the hustle and bustle of the main shopping district. Meandering through crowds, her heels clicked on the tick paving slabs and her hair swayed gently, the soft curls bouncing around somewhere near her shapely, round arse…. DRACO! He reprimanded himself, catching the thought in a mental net and vanishing it before it could spiral into something poisonous.
Holding the door to the swanky restaurant open, he let her in ahead of him and watched as she was greeted by waitress before being seated, "Come on." She called over her shoulder, motioning to the chair next to her and she sat gracefully.
"Hey, Malfoy!" there came a yell from a few tables over and as he turned his head he caught a glimpse of short black hair and a large physique before he was crushed into a hug by Adrian Pucey. "How's it going?" He asked, looking around and noticing Hermione Granger for the first time.
Pucey surveyed her over, from the spikey heels to the boobs that seemed to not quit, in his opinion anyway, and he smiled, a big toothy grin that had Ms. Granger herself smiling in return. Adrian Pucey was another one of the Slytherin Gang, a few years above Malfoy at school and much more gifted at Quidditch, enough so that Hermione recognised him immediately in fact.
"Pucey, this is Hermione Granger, my…" he had to pause here because the word would not leave his lips, it was so hard to think that someone he hardly knew what about to become his wife and would be by his side for the rest of his life. As she had put it so lovingly, they would fuck and have kids and grow old together which was hardly the life he wanted.
It may be odd to hear, but Draco Malfoy had always wanted to marry for love, he had seen his parents and their fractured marriage; the way they kept to themselves, two different quarters with two different beds. He wanted love and affection and someone who would match him physically and emotionally and he wasn't sure right now that Hermione Granger would be up to it.
Sure she was clearly intelligent, she was pretty and she seemed to know how to handle herself, but he didn't know her. "Fiance?" Adrian supplied for him, winking at Hermione and making her wink saucily back.
Standing, she made her way over to the pair, shaking hands with the new Slytherin and motioning gently with her hand inviting him and his companion to join her and Draco for Dinner. Draco had to admit that she was very socially aware, a good quality for his future bride, maybe she would manage to fit in somewhere in his life. Adrian agreed and motioned to the man still sitting at the table to join him as they made their way back to the table that Hermione had been allocated.
"Mr. Pucey, it's a pleasure to meet you," Hermione smiled and turned to the man on her left as he was introduced to her as the charming, yet reserved Theodore Nott.
He was another one of Malfoy's friends from school, however her was neither as boyous as Adrian nor as stoic or blunt as Malfoy seemed to be. It was hard to see how they all managed to be friends, however as they all sat around the table the conversation flowed easily. They chatted about work and school life, Hermione learnt how Adrian got into professional Quidditch and that Theo worked in the Department of Mysteries, which somehow fit with his character perfectly.
She told them about her own job as a regional manager of a potions supply firm and how she missed the days in her career when she was able to chill behind a cauldron and spend her days inventing new remedies for Magical maladies – which made them all chuckle as they thought about being relaxed in a potions class when they were controlled by their greasy haired, Head of house, Professor Snape.
Draco explained his company and that he was the inventor of the new range of high speed, easy flying brooms; Featherlight. Hermione has to admit that she was never interested in anything Quidditch related, to be honest she found the entire affair a little dull – though she knew this probably wasn't the best place to admit this – and that the whole sport scared her just a tiny bit, this part of her admission made all the boys around the table chuckle slightly.
"It was lovely to meet you," Hermione smiled as they all stood from their table and made their way to the front of the restaurant, "I'm sure we will see each other again soon." Both Adrian and Theo pressed a kiss to her knuckles before they departed, ensuring that they would see each other again.
Draco and Hermione watched as his friends made their way down the winding lane before turning their backs on them and walking back towards the looming Mafoy Inc. Malfoy had to confess that she was charming, she had managed to make his friends chuckle and confess intimate details about their lives. She had a way with words apparently, she was smart and witty and to top it off she was easy on the eyes.
"So, what's wrong with you then?" She blurted out as they entered his office once more, "Why aren't you already married?"
"No one was ever good enough for me," he joked, poking an elbow into her side and making Hermione role her eyes, "What I'm serious! Anyway, why are you not married?"
"I have lots of secrets," She smirked, walking over to the door and turning back to look at him, "Till next time, Malfoy," she winked, not giving him time to reply before she opened the door and walked out.