(A/N: to all my lovely reviewers out there! I love you guys! Thanks for all the reviews! Firstly to answer some of your question. Nope, she forgot that she was actually wearing only her bathrobe. Yes, both teens forgot that Hermione was sick the previous, she just passed out from shock that's all, the fever was only a minor one, Draco was really actually over reacting. And yes! Hermione was wearing a bra! Gosh! What were you guys thinking! This fic is rated T for goodness sake! Haha! Sorry for not updating yesterday, I was really busy, haha, actually I was out shopping, please don't be mad! Ok, so on with the story.)
After finishing breakfast, Jenny took Cissy and Josh up to the nursery to play. While the Granger, Malfoy, Hermione and Draco remained at the table, chatting over coffee.
"Ok! We're ready to leave!" exclaimed Granger. The girl was practically beaming with excitement.
"Honey, you're not seriously thinking on going to the mall in that are you?" asked Hermione, eyeing Granger's outfit.
"Why? What's wrong with my outfit?"
"Err…honey, you are wearing jeans and a tank top"
"I know, but what's wrong? We're just going to Diagon Alley and a muggle mall rite?"
"Oh, honey, I forgot to tell you. Well, we'll head off to Diagon alley first and then after that we'll have lunch there and then go off to a muggle mall in muggle London, and after that" there was a big dramatic pause here, where Granger looked questioningly at Hermione. Then…
"we're going Ritz for dinner!" she finished, exclaiming, throwing both her arms up to make the effect even more dramatic."
"Really? Oh My God! That's so cool! Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go change now!" Granger almost shrieked in exuberance.
Ritz is a famous and expansive restaurant in muggle London. Those who went there to dine were usually only those who were really rich, seeing as the cheapest thing on the menu cost at least $300. People who went there were considered "higher class" in the muggle world. There was also a dress code for the diners who ate there, the guys had to be in long jeans (A/N: jeans were permitted only for guys) while ladies were suppose to be in either dresses or skirts.
Granger ducked into her room and began hunting around the closet for something suitable to wear. While rummaging about, she decided to wear a nice top with a skirt.
Dresses are too formal. She thought to herself before pulling out a light green halter-top with some sweet intricate Chinese designs on it and a plunging neckline which showed quite an amount of cleavage. She matched it with a short jean skirt that reached up only till her mid thigh. After that, she once again went back to the closet and began looking around for a pair of shoes to wear. After a few moments, she emerged with a pair of lime green Nike dunks. She put them on and studied her reflection in the mirror, once she was satisfied with her outfit, she moved on and began doing her makeup. She decided to opt for light makeup.
It's not like we're going to a ball or some kind of social event. She thought to herself before putting on some mascara, applying some lip-gloss on her lips.
She looked in the mirror once more and decided that she looked okay, before heading down the stairs to the living room where she knew everyone was waiting for her.
Granger bounded down the stairs like a puppy. As she bounded down, she noticed that Hermione and Draco were sitting on the crouch, happily snogging away as if there wasn't anyone in the room. She noticed that Malfoy had sort of a sickened look on his face as he stood at the end of the staircase.
Must be because of the snogging. Granger thought to herself.
"I'm all done! We can leave now" she called out happily, Malfoy's eyes flew up to meet hers. Suddenly…
"Shit!" she cursed as she tripped over one of the steps. In a flash, she saw Hermione and Draco break their kiss and heard Hermione let out a gasp as she pressed her hands to her mouth. The next thing she knew, she ground came rushing up to meet her.
Granger closed her eyes and waited for the impact to come, but it never did. Instead, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap tightly around her. Suddenly, a familiar rush of warmth pulsated through her body.
She opened her chocolate brown eyes gingerly and found herself staring at a pair of familiar grey eyes. She gasp inwardly as she realize that it was Malfoy who had caught her before she fell to the ground. She didn't want to move from his grip. She knew that when he took his hands away, the warmth that was pulsating through her would also leave, but she knew that she had to.
Granger pressed her hands against Malfoy's chest and pushed herself away from him.
"Honey, are you alright?" asked a worried Hermione.
"Yeah I am. Don't worry about me." Granger replied shakily.
Truth was she was a little shaken from the near accident, and Malfoy catching her just before she fell, gave her quite a shock too.
Why did he catch me anyway? She wondered to herself. I thought he'd be happy to see me fall. I'm just a stupid mudblood to him anyway. Stupid ferret, why did he catch me anyway?"
"Ok, we better head on now. Since I don't think you guys know how to apparate yet, I guess we'll floo there." said Draco, leading the other three to a huge fireplace.
"Ok, darling, you go first." said Draco, holding out a bag of green floo powder to his wife.
"yes, ok. See you guys there." quipped Hermione, taking a handful of floo powder.
"Diagon Alley!" she said loudly as she threw the powder around her, it burst into fierce green flames and then, she was gone.
"ok, I'm sure you guys know how to floo on your own right?" Draco asked Granger and Malfoy.
The two nodded at him.
"Ok, then I'll be going next. You guys take turns to floo after me, ok?"
The two nodded silently at him again.
"Ok, very well." he said.
"Diagon Alley!" with that, he too was gone.
Granger and Malfoy looked at each other awkwardly.
"Granger, ladies first, you go ahead first."
"Err…ok, then." she replied, taking a handful of floo powder from the bag.
She stepped tentatively into the fireplace and got ready to floo. She was just about to floo when suddenly she remembered something.
"Umm, Malfoy?" she asked the blonde.
"yeah?"
"Err, thanks, for you know, just now." she said.
"Oh, yeah, don't worry about that. You didn't think that I would have let you fall when I could possibly catch you, did you." he replied, letting a small smile creep across his face. (A/N: Yes! Draco Malfoy, the Slytherine ice prince actually smiled! WhooHoo! Its year 3000!)
She graced him with one of her dazzling smiles before disappearing behind the green flames.
Damm! I think I'm falling for her. He thought to himself. I actually smiled at her. Malfoys don't smile! What's happening to me?
Love's happening to you. Said a voice at the back of his head.
What? I don't love her?
Yes you do, and don't bother denying it. It so bloody obvious.
Obvious? Yeah, as if. I haven't done anything that possibly showed that I love her.
What about taking care of her when she was sick last night and catching her when she almost fell?
He stop arguing with himself and he too disappeared behind the green flames. Even though he didn't want to come to terms with his feelings, he knew that deep down, he was really falling for her. Hard.
Draco found himself stumbling out of the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron moments later. He got out and started looking around for any signs of Granger, Hermione and Malfoy, while brushing off dirt himself.
(A/N: I know its short but please forgive me! I am just so tired from training. Sorry, but I'll try to update everyday. Please stick with me! Haha! Thx! Review! )