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And just to clarify, they're all human in this one. HPOV through the whole thing.

I was standing in front of the mirror, attempting to coerce my hair to cooperate long enough for me to tie the red bandanna around my hair.

Satisfied with my hair, I gave my outfit a once over. Red and white striped shirt, tucked into high waisted shorts, a pair of red heels adorned my feet, and three small gold earrings were in each ear.

I grabbed my purse and headed outside, walking the short two blocks to my bakery. Luna was already there, leaning against the side of the building, her hair pulled up into a high ponytail and a full black and white polka dot skirt.

I smiled at the sight. It seemed that my 50's style was indeed rubbing off on her.

"Cute skirt," I said as I unlocked the door.

She smiled, "Why thank you. You know, this really cool chick told me about a place where I could find stuff like this."

I rolled my eyes, "She sounds like a genius."

Luna laughed and began taking the chairs off the tables, while I went behind the counter and started my baking.

I pulled my red apron off the hanger and slid it on, tossing Luna her purple one when she came to join me.

"You know, I've been thinking."

"About?" I asked, instantly worried. Luna and her ideas used to get us into plenty of trouble in high school.

"Well we've both been single for - well frankly for too long." she said, kneading the dough in front of her.

I was busy icing cupcakes, but paused what I was doing to look at her.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well I remember how you and Draco were back in high school -"

I shook my head, "Don't even go there Luna. That was a long time ago."

"Well okay, yes that was like four years ago - but I heard from Ginny that he's in town again."

My eyes widened, and I turned away from her, busying myself with putting icing on the cupcakes again. We'd be opening in twenty minutes and they needed to be ready.

"Oh come on Hermione. You can't tell me that you aren't at least a little excited." said Luna, sliding the dough into the oven.

"He left with big dreams," I said, thinking back to the night he'd told me he was leaving our little town to go to Paris. He'd said things were 'happening' there. Whatever that meant.

I was happy for him - of course. I mean we'd all been friends back in high school, Ginny, Luna, Harry, and I, but that was a long time ago.

"And now he's back. You know the first person he's going to be looking for is you." she said, picking up a piping bag to help me finish the cupcakes.

I shook my head, but it made sense - and it sure would be easy to find me.

Everyone in our little town came to my store, so it wasn't like I could hide from him.

"Just finish these." I said, setting down my piping bag, "I'm going to go unlock the front door."

Luna sighed, but didn't argue, so I walked out front and open the doors, letting a few people inside.

"What can I get for you today Mr. Carter?" I asked, walking behind the counter.

He smiled, his grandfatherly features making me feel instantly at ease, and said, "I'll have the usual dear."

I nodded and grabbed a cup of coffee and a croissant, handing them to him.

He paid me, and then took his usual seat by the window.

I helped the next two girls - girls that Luna and i had gone to school with who came in every Friday morning for their usual dose of sugar - and then went back into the kitchen.

"All I'm saying," said Luna, brushing her flour covered hands off on her apron, "Is that maybe you should go into this with an open mind."

I sighed and nodded, I didn't have the energy to argue the many reasons that 'going into this with an open mind' was a very, very terrible idea.

Luna smiled, clearly pleased with herself, and we both headed out of the kitchen to socialize with our customers and friends.

At around noon we closed the shop to go get something to eat from Ginny's restaurant a little further up the street.

"It's so nice out." said Luna, her face upturned to the sun.

I smiled, "Yeah, it hasn't been this nice in a while."

It had been raining almost non-stop for the past week.

We walked into the restaurant and ordered our usual, and then, after waving goodbye to a very busy Ginny, headed back outside to eat.

We sat down at a picnic table and began eating, when Luna's eyes widened.

"What?"

"It's a tad too early for an I-told-you-so, but..." she motioned for me to turn around, and I saw none other than Draco Malfoy heading towards the front door of my shop.

"Oh my god."

"Well get over there!" said Luna, pushing my shoulders.

I slapped her hands away and glared, "Why would I do that?"

"Because he's looking for you!"

When I didn't say anything she sighed, "Because if you don't you're gonna regret it."

I knew she was right, though I hated to admit it.

"Well...wish me luck I guess." I said standing up.

Luna gave me an encouraging smile and then I took a deep breath and headed over towards my shop - towards Draco.

He didn't notice me when I walked up, because his back was to me, so I cleared my throat.

"Looking for someone?"

When he turned around my heart almost leapt out of my chest, because if I'd thought he had looked handsome back in high school, he definitely looked a hundred times better now.

His shocking blonde hair hung in his piercing gray eyes, he stood tall, probably a foot taller than me, and he was lithe and toned.

"Yeah," he said slowly, his eyes taking me in like only he could, "You."

I stepped around him and unlocked the door, motioning for him to come inside.

"How've you been?" he asked, looking around.

"Good," I said honestly, "Luna and I started this business, Ginny owns the restaurant down the street, Harry works in the local police department...things are good."

He nodded and took a seat at the table, forcing me to sit across from him, lest it be awkward that I just continued to stand there.

"You look great." he said, his silver eyes catching mine.

I tried to force the blush to stay off my cheeks, and said, "Thank you. You look great too. Seems like Paris treated you well."

"Yeah, it was great."

"Was?" I asked, slightly confused.

He nodded, "It wasn't for me."

I snorted, "After four years?"

He smirked, "A man can change his mind."

I couldn't help the small smile that crept onto my face, "I suppose he can."

"Where's Ron?" he asked after a pause.

I looked out the window for a minute before turning back to him, "He, um, he's not here anymore."

He raised an eyebrow, and I took a deep breath.

"He got arrested. Robbery."

Draco's eyes widened, "Really? Why?"

I shrugged, "I have no idea."

Draco and Ron had always hated each other, but they'd been forced together plenty of times throughout high school because of Ginny and I.

"Well I'm sorry." he said, and I knew he meant it.

"I know this must be weird...me showing up here again after all this time." he said softly.

I nodded, "Yeah, well you didn't exactly keep in touch."

"I'm sorry."

I shook my head, "It doesn't really matter does it?"

He reached across the table and took my hand, "It does matter. I was a total prick, and you didn't deserve that."

"None of us did." I said, reminding him of his other friends he'd left behind too.

"No, they didn't, but especially you Hermione. You didn't deserve that from me."

I pulled my hand away from him and stood up just as Luna was walking through the door.

Draco stood and smiled, "Hello Luna."

"Draco," she said with an excited smile.

She hugged him, and I felt a pang of jealousy - which was stupid because Draco wasn't mine. He never really had been.

"Um, if you want I can cover for a while. You guys could go take a walk or something." offered Luna, looking between the two of us.

Draco looked down at the floor and said, "It's up to you, Hermione."

I nodded and thanked Luna, and then followed Draco outside.

"This place really hasn't changed much." he said, observing the same rows of shops that had been here when we'd grown up.

"Small town." I said with a shrug.

We walked in silence for a few minutes, before I couldn't take it anymore.

"What do you want from me, Draco? Why'd you come back?"

"What do I want?" he repeated, and then abruptly stopped walking. "I want a lot of things, actually."

I raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.

"I want to make it up to you, all of you. I want to show you that I've changed. I want to explain why I didn't call or keep in touch. But what I want most," he said, stepping towards me, "Is you."

"Me?"

He nodded, "I've always wanted you."

"Then why'd you leave?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper."

"I was young." he said with a sigh, "I thought that I wanted adventure, change, a big city...I was wrong."

"Four years, Draco. Four years."

"I kept thinking that if I stayed away I could get over it. I mean I was working, and meeting new people, and for some fucking reason I just couldn't get you out of my head."

I couldn't stop a smile from forming on my face, thinking back to Luna's words. I didn't want to have any regrets, especially not with him.

So instead of responding, I took one step forward and kissed him.

It wasn't the first time we'd kissed, because we'd had a...thing back in school, but it was definitely the first time we'd kissed like this.

It was how I always wanted us to kiss. Full of passion, and lust.

Which is when it dawned on me that we were standing in the middle of town.

I pulled back and laughed, and he did too.

"I guess that means you're giving me a second chance?"

I smiled, "I guess it does."

Because really, there's no reason to have regrets. Not about anything.