The Sentence

Chapter three

Hermione walked into her room and dressed into a white spaghetti-strapped shirt and some red pajama bottoms with lions all over it. She just had finished her McDonalds' meal and was about to go to sleep when she remembered: She put Ron and Ginny's letter in her suitcase. She ran over to her luggage and grabbed the two slightly-bent letters. She opened Ron's first.

Dear Hermione,

I love you, too. I'm going to miss you so much and I already do. I wish I hadn't snapped at you like that and I apologize to you. I know how much your work means to you and I'm going to try and cope. Please forgive me for yelling at you back at your home. I love you, Hermione.

Love Ron

Hermione re-read the short letter five times before her eyes became misty and she started to sob. She grabbed her wand and muttered 'Silencio', in case Malfoy tried to eavesdrop on her crying and pester her about it in the morning. She wiped her eyes and walked into her washroom, brushing her teeth and putting her hair into a ponytail. She walked back into her room finally getting ahold of her emotions and opened Ginny's letter.

Dear Hermione,

Harry tells me that he's going to Canada for a year and I get a letter like this from you! It just breaks my heart that my boyfriend and my best friend are leaving for a year. I'm going to miss using you as one of my make-up dolls. I'm going to miss you a lot, Hermione. And if we can schedule meeting eachother somehow while you're there, I will be happy to see you.

Love Ginny

Hermione didn't bring her owl in case any of the her neighbours got suspicous so she wasn't able to send any letters to her boyfriend and friend. She sighed and put the letter inside the nightstand's droor. Hermione crawled into her bed, hugging the blanket to her body. Today was tiring for Hermione and she fell asleep easily but woke up screaming from nightmares about the war. She was glad she silencioed the room.

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The next morning, Draco woke first. He noticed two doors in his room he didn't see before and walked to the one of them. It was a washroom. Not as amazing as the one at his manor but still okay-looking. He walked to the second door and opened it. It was a gigantic closet and Draco grabbed the clothes Granger bought for him yesterday, hanging them on the racks. He realized that he needed new shoes, the shoes he had now were pinching his feet. He grabbed the green plaid shirt and the light-shaded jeans he bought yesterday and dressed himself up.

He walked back to the washroom and opened up the counter's cupboard. There was already a hairbrush in there and he brushed his slightly messy hair into a nice sidesweep look. He used to wear it like that back in his sixth year and he missed it. He smirked at his hair and brushed his teeth. He walked out of the washroom and liked the muggle outfit, to his suprise. But he would never admit that to anyone, especially to a certain mudblood.

He walked to the kitchen and made himself a bowl of cereal, one of the few meals he knew how to make. The cereal didn't have as much taste as wizard cereal did but he didn't mind to much. He went back to his room and decided to read one of the books on his nightstand.

Hermione woke up a few minutes later with extremly frizzy hair. Her hairband slipped out of her hair during her sleep and she currently looked like bigfoot. She used the hair straightening spell when she saw herself in the washroom mirror and walked to her closet. She grabbed an orange t-shirt and a pair of yellow shorts Ginny gave her. Hermione's stomach was empty and she went to the kitchen, cooking some bacon for herself.

While the bacon fried, Hermione went to the living room to watch some TV. When she walked into the living room she saw Malfoy there, sitting on the couch, pressing the up button on the remote and a look of wonder on his face. Hermione smirked and decided to go on the laptop, which was still on the coffee table. Hermione walked over to the table, blocking Draco's view of the TV and picked up the laptop.

"Move mudblood!" Draco yelled at her, craning his neck around her to see the screen. He was watching a football game. Hermione shook her head, not affected by his foul name, and moved out of the way.

She walked to the room and turned on the computer, waiting for it to load. She hadn't used a computer in months. She pressed on the internet tab and decided to get up to date with pop culture. If she was going to be a teenager, she was going to act like a 'cool' teenager. She grimaced at that thought.

She went to the search bar and typed 'pop culture'. A lot of stuff about One Direction, Miley Cyrus, Justin Bieber and some other teenaged celebrities. Hermione knew who most of them were, she wasn't completely clueless. She spent her summers with her parents and they did have a TV, computer and radio. She watched some of them at british and american award shows and on some TV shows. She read some stuff about the celebrities and found out One Direction was actually british. She got bored after awhile, reading about them. The drama and controversy was boring and stupid to Hermione.

After half an hour, she shut down the computer. She remember that she needed a wallet and needed to buy Malfoy some new clothes. She put on a pair of socks and wondered if Draco would be scared to stay alone again. She shrugged and walked to the living room, putting on her shoes.

"Hey!" Hermione called to Draco. He was still watching the football game. "Malfoy, I'm going to go shopping for a wallet and maybe some other stuff, do you want to come?"

Draco grimaced and looked at Hermione with a bored look, "Well, I do need some new shoes, these ones are pinching my toes," he started. "Alright, let's go."

Hermione nodded and Draco pressed the 'off' button on the remote. He unlocked and opened the front door and gestured for Hermione to go. Hermione walked out of the door, locking the door after Malfoy got out too and pressed the down button on the elevator. Hermione broke the silence.

"Do you think I should get a job? Just for extra money,"

Draco wondered why she was asking him this, "Who would ever hire a filthy mudblood like you?"

"Forget I even asked." Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

The elevator arrived and they both rode to the lobby. Hermione and Draco walked to the shopping district they were at yesterday and Hermione went to a small store at the end of the street. She saw that it was a tiny store that repaired watches, made keys and sold wallets. She bought a small black wallet and put her credit card in.

"So do you wanna go to the store we went to yesterday or a different one? Oh, wait you said you needed some new shoes, right?" Hermione asked Draco.

Draco was memorizing the way from his apartment to the shopping district when he heard Hermione ask him this question, "Let's go to a shoe store first."

Hermione nodded and led him to a shoe store, where he got a black pair of nike's. For the rest of the day, Hermione and Draco bickered while they shopped for Draco's wardrobe. They ate a small sushi bar for lunch and went home, still bickering. Draco held the bag that carried his new clothes and shoes. While they were walking home, a tiny girl with brunette hair and undeniable beauty came up to them.

"Hey," she said to both of them, flashing Draco a flirty smile.

Draco flashed a smile at the muggle girl and said, "Hello there,"

"You're british? I love british accents. I just noticed you guys around the block and wanted to say hi," she said, blushing. "I live in the same apartment as you guys."

"Oh," Hermione said. "Well hi there. We were just about to go home so,"

"Woah," Draco said, putting a hand in front of Hermione's face. "This beautiful lady and I were talking, so please." The girl blushed.

Hermione sighed, "Well alright. I'll just go home then and you can hang out with your new friend."

Draco smirked and said, "Alright." He already figured out how to find his way up to their apartment. Hermione shrugged and started walking back to their apartment, leaving Draco to talk to this random stranger. She didn't look like a threat.

"Is that your girlfriend?" The girl asked Draco.

Draco scoffed, "Absolutely not."

The girl giggled like a schoolgirl and said, "My name is Jeana. What's yours?"

"Draco," he answered.

"I've never heard that name before."

Draco shrugged. Two other girls walked up to Jeana and one of them asked her, "Who's your friend, Jeana?" Nudging their friend.

"Draco," Jeana said, blushing.

"Draco? What an odd name," another one of Jeana's friends said. "Well, I'll call you later, Jeana. We'll leave you two alone." She added, winking at Draco. Jeana blushed again. The two girls walked away, still winking playfully at Jeana. Draco and Jeana stood in an awkward silence.

"Would you like to come to my apartment?" Draco asked.

"Oh, my mom won't let me go to any boys' house," Jeana said, awkwardly. "How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen." Draco answered. "What about you?"

Jeana smiled at Draco, "I'm seventeen, too." Jeana's phone buzzed in her pocket and she looked at the message she recieved. She muttered, "Oh, Crap! I promised my mom I'd babysit my brother."

"So, wanna walk home together?"

Jeana blushed, "Sure."

He put his hands in his pockets and walked back to his apartment with Jeana. She kept her eyes on him the whole time. They walked to elevator and pressed 'up'. Jeana pressed '6' inside the elevator and they both went up to their floor in silence. Once the door opened, Draco walked to his apartment door, which was across from Jeana's.

"I'll see you later," Jeana said to Draco, unlocking her door and walking in. "Bye." she said, and shut the door.

"Bye." Draco waved to her. Once he heard the door click, he knocked on his apartment door. He didn't have a key to his apartment. He heard some scuffling from inside and Hermione opened the door.

"Who was that?" she asked him.

He walked into the apartment and took off his shoes while saying, "Her name was Jeana."

"She's very pretty," Hermione stated.

"Pretty? You mean smoking hot."

Hermione shook her head and chuckled, "Yeah."

Hermione walked back to her room, Draco watching her. He took the bag full of his clothes into his room and left his new shoes near the front door. His legs were a bit sore from their outing and Draco decided to continue reading the book he had on his nightstand.

Meanwhile, Hermione was in her room, painting her nails a light shade of red. Hermione wasn't completely blind, she knew that Jeana girl liked Draco but Jeana didn't have to make it so obvious. Hermione grimaced. She made herself look desperate. Hermione didn't care much about Draco's love life, all she knew was that Draco dated Pansy at Hogwarts. Not the cutest couple, Hermione thought.

Hermione played with her iPhone for the rest of the afternoon. She bought a few songs and downloaded a few apps. As much as she loved being a wizard, she couldn't deny that she loved muggle inventions. By the time five rolled around, Hermione decided to cook dinner. With the help of her wand, Hermione cooked some pasta, one of her favorite dishes. Draco was still in his room doing god knows what and Hermione called to him, "Malfoy, I cooked dinner. If you want a plate I'll serve you some!"

Hermione heard some scuffling come from the hallway and saw Malfoy walk into the kitchen. He breathed in the scent of the pasta and sat at the table, waiting to be served. Hermione got out two plates and filled it with pasta and pasta sauce. She gave him his plate and said, "My mom tought me this dish before," she paused. Draco saw her lips quivering.

"Before what, Granger?"

"Nevermind, forget I even brought it up."

Draco looked at her curiously, "Before what?" he asked again.

"I don't want to talk about it, Malfoy. Just leave it alone." Hermione said, ending the conversation. Draco decided not to press on about it.

They ate in silence, avoiding eachother's gazes. When they were both finished their meals, Hermione brought both of their plates to the sink. Hermione always liked washing her dishes the muggle way, it made her focus on washing the dishes and not something else that was bothering her mind. Draco walked back into the living room, going to watch another football game. Hermione noticed that he was already hooked on a muggle machine and didn't want him to be obsessed with it. She told herself it was just instinct, caring about Malfoy.

Hermione sighed while drying the dishes and putting them away. She was bored. Hermione already played with her new phone and she didn't feel like going on the laptop. She decided to just watch some football or whatever Malfoy was watching. She walked into the living room and layed on the opposite couch from Draco. He looked at her and grimaced, "Can you go somewhere, please? I want to watch this without having to worry about getting mudblood germs."

"Please, shut up. You so foolish right now it's unbelievable."

Draco narrowed his eyes at her but didn't say anything else. He switched the channel and it changed to a show called 'Jersey Shore', Hermione groaned. Draco gave her an odd look, "What's your problem?"

Hermione looked at him, "This show. It's so pointless. I don't know why people watch it."

"Okay. Well if you don't like it then go away, Granger."

"No, I've got nothing else to do, Malfoy. So just shut it."

As much as Hermione didn't like the show, she watched it anyway, just to piss off Draco. Draco wouldn't admit this to Hermione, but he didn't like the show either. All of the people on the show acted like animals. When the show ended, Draco put the remote back on the table and walked back to his room. Hermione grabbed the remote and switched the TV to the Discovery Channel, where she watched a documentary about Dolphins.

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Disclaimer: I'm not the owner of Harry Potter, lol.

A/N: So I decided to end it there. OOOOOH the drama that's gonna happen with Jeana. I might leave you guys with a cliffhanger in the near future. ;D ANYWAY, please read and review! Thanks :)

-Adara