Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, one- I would not be here writing about it, and two- I would not have included the epilogue to completely screw up people's dreams of DMHG.
Setting: After Hogwarts and the war.
Summary: What might have happened after the war, if Draco and Hermione had chanced to meet. *The epilogue in the 7th book is completely disregarded, and the characters are a bit OC.*
Chapter 5: Just A Little Chat
Draco walked into the library in a good mood that quickly turned sour at Hermione's appearance. Concern shot through him when he saw the circles under her eyes and the worn expression on her face. Quickly deciding that he did not care what other people thought, he walked up to her and said, "Love, what happened? Can I help?" Then he gave her the most comforting hug he could. All spectators stared in shock, they were used to the stinging comments these two usually shared, not this. He ignored their stares and continued to hold Hermione gently. She explained to him what had happened with Harry and he calmed her as best he could. Soon he decided that he had to have his own talk with Harry and set things straight. Nobody could do this to his girl and be left unattended.
He persuaded Hermione to take an early lunch break and he took her out to ice cream. Despite her fears about her friends, Hermione found her self brightening up. Draco just seemed the lighten the mood, and she could not help it. When she went back to work, Hermione was positive that some type of solution would present itself. She was not too far off the mark.
That night when she got home she was greeted once more by Harry. This time, instead of being angry, his face was filled with indecision. "Hi, Hermione," He started, "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry." Despite the words, it sounded suspiciously like a question to Hermione. He continued, "Malfoy came over to see me today," *pause* "and he showed me some things. I don't say that I approve of your relationship, but I guess I'll tolerate it. Unless," he added suddenly fierce and a tad hopeful, "unless, he does anything, no matter how small, to make me second guess my assessment of the situation."
Hermione was overjoyed, she might sort of have one of her friends back! Anything was better than nothing, Not that Draco is nothing, her mind added, and she smiled while saying, "Thank you, Harry! You don't know how much this means to me, I was so afraid that I would lose you. But," she puzzled, "what on earth did he say to you?"
Harry grumbled something about no dark mark, a rose, guilt trip, and loving his friends no matter what and then said, "Nothing really, just a little chat." Hermione laughed, but let it pass, not wanting to ruin the fragile 'peace' that had barely settled.
Instead she said, "Well, I'm sure you must be hungry, it's dinnertime and I'm famished" her stomach growled adding emphasis, and they both laughed before she continued, "let me take you out for dinner, and then we can talk about everything." Not remembering the last pleasant evening they had spent together, Harry readily agreed (not to mention that he was really hungry too).
A/N: I know this chapter was really short, and I'm sorry to say, but the next one is also. I promise the last one will be longer! I'd love some reviews to see what you thought about it, too!