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So, there was some confusion on how Sirius was related to Hermione's mum. Nearly all pure bloods are related, with some are very closely related. Hermione's grandmother on her mum's side was sisters with Sirius' mum. she was not closely related to the Black (Narcissa) side of the lineage.

"Did I say you could come in?" I asked him with a glare.

"No, but it's not like I actually want to be here." He matched my glare.

"Well, then if you don't want to be here Malfoy, then leave!" I say as I point towards the still open door.

"It's not like you're expecting company, right Granger?"

"Fine!" I say as I shut the door rather loudly, and walk towards him, "Why are you here?"

"Thanks for the warm welcome. Can't a guy come see his fiancé without a reason?"He smirked again and raised his eyebrow, as if to challenge me. Malfoy came over here just to annoy me.

I sat down in the chair opposite of him and crossed my arms, "Sorry, but last time I checked, I wasn't your fiancé!"

"Better check again, because I'm not going to Azkaban. We're following this law. As much as I hate this, we have to do this for our fortunes."

I roll my eyes in disgust, "Is money all you ever think about?!"

"Nah, sometimes I think about other things." He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Like your American girlfriend's money?" I ask with a smirk.

He narrowed his eyes, "She is not a topic up for discussion."

I laughed, "You think you can tell me what I can and cannot talk about? Think again Malfoy. Why don't you just go see your American girlfriend. We both know it's not like you're going to stop seeing her anytime soon."

He looked shocked for a second, but then his face showed no emotion, "You don't know anything about me Granger."

"Oh yes I do, you only care about 3 things, money, sex, and making yourself look good by making others look bad. You're just the same as you were in school. It's your fault Dumbledore died, and you're just like your father, a murder."

He stood up and looked like he was going to start yelling, but then took a deep breath, "Good afternoon Granger." He said stiffly and walked towards the door. He let himself out, and didn't look back once.

I sat back down on the couch and continued to read, but I kept thinking about Malfoy and our fight. For the first time ever I felt a little bad about being so harsh to him. I should have at least TRIED to be nice. I mean, we have to get married according to the ministry.

What I couldn't understand was, why did he come here? I know we had to see our future spouse soon, but why today? I put my book down, and made some dinner. I ate, while watching my favorite muggle show, and then went to bed. I was tired from not getting much sleep last night at the Manor. Then today had been so draining.

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I woke up really late on Sunday. Well, at least for me. I finally got out of bed a little before 11, and went and made some breakfast. I was eating in peace, when I decided to do some cleaning. Between time spent at the hospital, The Burrow, and The Potter's house, I hadn't been home a lot recently.

I was thinking about Malfoy, and what I was going to do about everything in my life; the entire time I was cleaning the various rooms of my flat. I decided I had to be nice to him, or at least make an effort to try

Around two my entire flat was up to my standard of clean, so I decided to get ready for dinner. I took a shower, dried my hair, charmed it to curl nicely, put on some make up on and went to my closet. I picked out one of the new outfits I had gotten with Gin, the nice skirt, and shirt.

I had just finished getting ready. I was walking towards my couch with Pride and Predjudice to do some reading before I left for dinner, when there was a knock at the door. Hmmm, who could that be?! I walked towards the door, and could hear muffled voices conversing on the other side.

"Honey, you have to do this! You're getting married to her, and I scheduled your meeting up at the ministry. You can't miss it or you'll have to wait in a long line. And we both know how much you hate lines." Said the motherly but firm voice of Narcissa Malfoy.

"Whatever." I heard Malfoy mutter.

"ONE SECOND." I called through the door as I looked around the room for any messes, but luckily I cleaned today. I glanced in the mirror to make sure I looked presentable, continued to walk towards the door, and opened it.

"Oh Hello, what a surprise." I say with my best polite smile, "Here, won't you come in?" I said as I stepped aside.

Mrs. Malfoy beamed at me, and walked through the door. Malfoy walked in behind her with a frown on his face.

"Well, isn't this a cute little flat, right Draco?" his mum asked sending him a look.

"Yes mum, quite homey." He said in a strained voice.

There was a short pause, so I decided to get to the point, "So, what brings you two here?"

Mrs. Malfoy looked at Draco, expecting him to respond, but he just sat down on the couch and didn't say anything.

"Well, yesterday evening, I sent Draco here to tell you that I made an appointment for the two of you with the marriage law committee. I was unaware, that he failed to tell you this information, until 5 minutes ago." She said with a small smile.

I was confused "Committee? You're petitioning for us to not be married?"

"Oh no! Every couple must meet with the committee. Instead of waiting in line, I got you a scheduled meeting."

"That's so kind of you Mrs. Malfoy! When is it, so I can put it in my schedule?"

Mrs. Malfoy sent her son a glare, "Actually, it begins 3:30, today."

"oh …OH," I said as I glanced at my clock, and saw we had about 15 minutes until our meeting, "Well Draco and I should be leaving. Thanks again for all your help Mrs. Malfoy. I can't even imagine having to stand in a line with your son."

She smiled lovingly at her son as I pushed him towards the fire place, "He never did well with big crowds of people doing the same thing as him. Whoops, I almost forgot. Hermione dear, Lucius gets home from business tomorrow, so we would like you to come for dinner at the Manor tomorrow after your work."

I was surprised they wanted me there, but then again since I was a pureblood, and not American. It was a sure thing that his mum would like me better than his current girlfriend. His dad, would probably be a whole other story.

I was seriously considering declining her offer, but then I saw the pleading look on Mrs. Malfoy's face and I heard myself saying, "I'd love to join you for dinner." Right before I floo'ed to the ministry. It was probably because I had gotten to know her through my mum's memories.

Draco arrived right after me, nearly knocking me over.

"Jeez Granger, can't you move?" Malfoy said in an annoyed voice as he started to lose his balance. I pulled on his arm to help him keep his balance. Then we started to pull him towards the check in area, where we turned in our wands.

We walked up to the shortest line, and waited a couple of minutes. Finally it was our turn to talk to the ministry security guard. I walked up and handed him my wand, "Hermione Montresor."

"Hello there," The young wizard said with a smile, and checked me out from head to toe, "What department do you need today babe?"

I was shocked for a second, but had regained my composure. I was about to reply when I felt someone come up right behind me, "Draco Malfoy, and WE'RE here to see the marriage law department." I didn't have to turn around to know he was glaring at the guard, poor guy

"O" The guard said quickly and handed us our passes. Draco hurried me along, and I followed him through the crowded ministry. There were signs showing us to the new department, and Draco led the way.

We arrived in the department soon. Draco and I walked up to the desk. The receptionist was an elderly lady with gray hair and a kind smile, "Hello there!" She started in and excited voice, "Please state your names, and I'll give you a number."

I hurried to reply, so Malfoy didn't say something like 'Malfoys don't wait in line.' "Actually we have a prescheduled meeting." I said with a smile.

"Oh! Malfoy isn't it?" She asked looking at us both. She seemed to be judging us.

"Yes." I said quietly. It was weird to be grouped with Malfoy

"Then, you two can go sit over there until this meeting is over. They just went in because you're a little late, so it might be a few extra minutes." She said as she pointed towards the chairs closest to the large wooden doors.

Malfoy and I made our way over to the chairs, and sat down. He immediately took out a qudditich magazine, and started to read. I sighed. I forgot my book at home on the coffee table, so I decided to do some people watching. I looked around the room and saw a few familiar faces from Hogwarts, but none my year, or any of my close friends.

This turned out to be no fun at all. I mean, I usually love to 'people watch,' I like trying to figure out what sort of person they are, but all the people kept looking at me and Draco. I couldn't figure out why until I heard a girl, who was 2 years younger than me at Hogwarts, tell her fiancé, that we were arch enemies.

Oh. No wonder people were staring, ughh. I hate when people stare at me, so I tried to figure out something else to do. There was nothing. So I decided to talk to Draco, and maybe try to make people stop their gawking.

"Draco," I said quietly, trying to gain his attention. He barely turned his head, since he was reading an article. I knew he was listening. "People are staring at us."

He continued reading and didn't turn his head. He smirked, "And …?"

"I don't know, I guess I just don't like it. Considering they're all not even trying to hide their obvious stares. I'm stuck in this room with nothing to do. It's a bit unnerving, don't you think?"

He glanced up, and noticed that over half of the room was, in fact looking as us. He surprisingly handed me his magazine. "Read. You like doing that, don't you?"

"Of course I do Malfoy, but not about qudditich." I said with a slight frown. He turned to look at me, and after seeing my face he laughed and stood up. He walked across the room and picked up a magazine off the pile on the table in the middle of the room. I noticed as he walked over there most of the girls watched him with a weird look on their faces. When he was especially close, they would start to giggle.
On his way back to his seat I noticed how striking he really was. Sure, I had always known he was under the category of good looking, but I had never taken the time to really look at him. He was especially tall and muscular. Taller than Harry, but not quite as tall as Ron. He was still paler than most, but it fit him perfectly. His pale blonde hair was on the longish side, but t he always had it styled to stay out of his beautiful blue/gray eyes.

He handed me the magazine with a smirk, "This is probably something you'd be more interested in."

"Thanks." I handed him the qudditich one back in a daze. What was happening to me?! I just admitted Malfoy was attractive?!

I decided to distract myself with reading, and I saw the title. "Very funny Malfoy."

He smirked, "I thought so."

"Oh whatever Malfoy." I said with some annoyance, before I turned and started to read the Quibbler. I tried to find a decent article, but was soon distracted from the impossible task with thoughts of concern for Luna. I wonder how meeting her partner went. His last name rings a bell, but I just can't think of where I've heard it. oh well, I'll just ask her at dinner tonight.

Wait, we've been waiting an awful long time. I hope I'm not late for dinner. drat, I don't have a wrist watch. I looked around the room, but there was a glare on the clock from where I was sitting. Just my luck! I tried to shift a little, but it didn't work.

"What is it now Granger?" Malfoy asked in an annoyed voice.

Whoops, I didn't know I was bugging him, "Just couldn't see the time, sorry."

He looked at his rather expensive looking watch, "3:42"

"Thanks" I sighed. I just hope I'm not late, and then the only seat is by Ron! I started to worry about different things. I tried to stop myself but it didn't work. Harry always tells me I need to learn how to turn off my mind, because when I'm bored I worry about things I can't control.

He went back to reading, but I couldn't concentrate again. I started to feel bad, since he is kinda nice to me today. Sure he made fun of me when he gave me the magazine, but still it was an improvement from regular Malfoy

"Malfoy, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about last night. I really didn't mean what I said. I was just in a bad mood, and took it out on you."

He looked at me with confusion, "You're apologizing?"

"Yeah, we have to at least try, a little. I mean we're supposed to be getting married." I said with a small smile, and looked into his gorgeous eyes.

"MALFOY!" called a stout witch that had just come through the large wooden doors. We stood up. "Follow me!" She commanded. I looked at Malfoy nervously, and followed the lady through the door.

We followed her through a long, narrow hallway, and she ushered us into a pink room. I looked around and noticed the random cat pictures on all four walls. This was like déjà vu. Hopefully there's someone else who is obsessed with pink and cats, crap.

Walking into the room was non-other than Dolores Umbridge. I took a deep breath as I sat down in a chair opposite from her desk. I would defientely need my patience for this meeting. Malfoy took the other, and we both listened to the toad drone on.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't realize there was a scheduled meeting. Not many have been smart enough to do so." She paused as she sat in her pink chair and looked at Malfoy, and smiled. It looked more like a toothy sneer, but it was a smile for her. "Oh, Draco! My favorite student! No wonder you had a scheduled visit. You always were smart." She looked towards me and stopped. She looked questioningly at Malfoy and then started to search for our file.

"I see why you are here so soon. You need a partner change, and I promise Mr. Malfoy, that I will do all that I can to make certain you receive a more presentable partner. This just will not do! What was the minister thinking when he put HER with YOU? The stuck up bookworm will be switched to be with another mud- muggleborn."

I sat there in shock. As much as I had prepared myself for her rudeness, it surprisingly hurt my feelings. She had made my 5th year a living hell, and now she was calling a mudblood?! Even worse she pretended to cover it up. My eyes were starting to sting with tears, but I was determined not to let them fall.

"Miss Umbridge, I don't know if you have been paying much attention to The Daily Prophet, but Hermione's true linage has been recently revealed. She is the last in the Montresor and Luchesi families. As a prestigious pureblood like yourself, you understand what an honor it is for us to bring these two ancient families together." Draco said in an arrogant voice. All while he was saying this, Umbridge was getting paler.

Draco looked at me and smiled, and I tried to smile back. I was surprised to see a REAL smile from him, and by his obvious move to stand up for me. I probably looked so pathetic right now

"Oh, my. I've just been so busy with the marriage law. I didn't hear the wonderful news. I'm so sorry Miss. Montresor! Please forgive me." She looked at me expecting me to say it was alright, but I just nodded. "So let's get down to business. When would you two like to have your wedding?"

I looked at Malfoy, "When do you want it?"

He thought about it for a second, "I think we should wait until December. Might as well give you as much time to plan. Less stress for a planner like you."

"That sounds reasonable" I was surprised by his consideration.

"Sounds good to me." He said in a nonchalant voice.

"Hmmm, the 15th?" I asked tentatively.

"Sounds fine," He said as he turned towards Umbridge, "December 15th. If it's not open, make it open."

Umbridge looked at him in shock, and I was trying to hold back a smile. He stood up, "Well since that's it."

She looked as if she was thinking about something, "Yes Mr. Malfoy, just take this packet in case you have any questions. Also give my secretary the date of your wedding on your way out."

Yes! Now we don't have to sit in here and listen to her talk forever! Thank you Malfoy! She looks like a lost puppy, because he snapped at her for making fun of me. I stood up and followed Malfoy out of the room. As soon as I shut the door behind us, he started to lecture me, "Granger, you're going to be a Malfoy. Being one comes with a certain pride, so you cannot let anyone talk to you like that, ever."

"Well, what was I supposed to say?!" I asked getting a little angry.

"Anything, don't just let them talk to you like that." He answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"And how would I do that?" I was angry now

"You always yell back at me, so why not Umbridge?" that was a good question.

"I guess she brings back a bad time in my life." I said quietly.

"Never mind. It's just a good thing I was here." He said a little more to himself then me as we walked back into the waiting room.

"Hello again." The old women said with a smile as we walked up to her desk.

"Hey, we come here to tell you the wedding dates, right?" I asked with a smile. She seemed like such a sweet old lady.

"Oh yes, now where did I put the list?" She said to herself, as she looked around her cluttered mess of a desk. Malfoy made an annoyed noise and crossed his arms over his chest. I looked towards him with a look that said 'behave.' He just smirked.

"Oh I just love little moments like these between young love!" The receptionist interrupted, as she looked up once she found the list. "This is exactly why I decided to take this position. Frank was trying to tell me I didn't need to have a job, but I just wanted to." She finished excitedly.

"Oh no, we-" I started but then just smiled. She obviously wouldn't believe me if I said we hated each other, so why even bother?

"Oh you two have been the cutest couple I've seen so far. Trust me, I would know! I watch every couple that comes in here. You sir, were the sweetest to your fiance! You made sure she was entertained and everything! And just imagine the beautiful children! I bet your parents are thrilled!"

By the end of her speech I was trying to hold back my laughter. Me and Malfoy?! HA! I tried to be nice, since this lady was obviously bored all day. "Yes, so you need our wedding date?"

"Oh yes, of course."

"December 15th." I said with a smile.

"Oh! Frank and I's anniversary is in December! That's so sweet! You two will love an December wedding! It's just like when Frank and I got married" She continued to talk about her husband, but we had to get going.

I had to think of something quick, if we wanted to leave in the next hour. "Actually, would you and your husband like to come to our wedding?" I asked, earning a confused look from Malfoy.

"Oh yes! I would!"

"Then write your names down and I'll make sure to send you an invitation." I said kindly.

She wrote their names down, and was about to talk when I cut her off, "Well we need to be going, but it was great talking to you!" I called as I walked towards the door to leave.

We were back in the lobby of the Ministry when Malfoy decided to talk, "That was Slytherin of you Granger. You got that lady's hopes up just so we could leave."

I turned towards him, "What makes you think I'm not inviting her?"

"For real? Why?" He asked in shock

"She seemed nice, and I don't have much family. She reminded me of my mum." I finished quietly.

That shut Malfoy up, at least till we got to the guard to get our wands. We handed the guard our tickets to get our wands back. I swear Malfoy moved closer to me when we passed the guard.

I started to walk out the front door when Malfoy stopped me, "Where are you going?"

"I have dinner at the Burrow on Sundays, and I have to get going." I answered. Why does he care?

"Oh, you still go, even after you and Weasel broke up?" He asked confused.

"Families get through fights, Malfoy." I said and turned to walk out of the Ministry. I walked briskly until I was past the apparition point. I apparated to the Weasley's back yard, and hurried inside.

Only Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen cooking, because dinner wasn't quite ready yet. "Hello Hermione. I didn't think you were going to make it today." She said as I sat down at the table.

"Yes well something came up at the last minute, so I was running a little late. Need help with anything?"

"Oh no dear, not in the kitchen, but how about you go wake up Ginny. She laid down for a nap about an hour ago, and dinner is almost ready."

"Sure, I'll go get her." I said as I stood up and walked towards the stairs. I went up to her old room, that we usually shared and went inside. Ginny was sleeping, so I decided to wake her. She was a slow riser from naps and needs time to wake up fully.

"Hey Ginny, dinner's almost ready." I said and sat down on the bed.

She rolled over to face me, "Hey Hermione."

I smiled, "This baby is taking all of your energy. You never take naps."

"I know! I was tired all day. what did you do today?"

"Well I cleaned." Sounding guilty

She gave me a glare, "Hermione Jane Granger, you need to get out and have fun more. You need to start eating better too! You're always at work and never eat a normal meal unless you're here. I'm worried about you!"

I laughed, "Jeez Ginny I wasn't finished. Then Malfoy and his mum came to my house, and told me we had to go to our marriage law meeting thing."

She sat up in bed, "Well, details!"

"It wasn't all terrible," I told her of the fight from the night before, and then about before we went in. She was angry about what Umbridge had said, until I told her how Malfoy kind of stood up for me.

"Do you always call him Malfoy?" She asked me after I had finished my long story.

"Yes? Why do you ask?"

"I just think it's weird that you always call him Malfoy, even in front of his mum?" She asked.

"Even then."

Ginny took a deep breath, and looked to be deep in thought. "You want to know what I think?"

"Do I have a choice?" I asked sarcastically.

"No you don't!" She joked, "It's just that he's changed since Hogwarts. He can't be that same old ferret. HE wouldn't have cared that you were uncomfortable under the other's stares. I think you need to give him a chance. I mean is soooooo good looking! He would have easily been the best looking guy at Hogwarts if he was nice at all."

I stared at her in shock. "Come on Ginny, we need to get you down stairs and get some food in you! I think you're delirious from hunger."

She laughed but we slowly made our way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Everyone else seemed to have just come in and were sitting down.

"So Harry, I was wondering," I joked as Ginny and I sat by him, "Has Ginny been delusional at all because of her pregnancy hormones?"

Everyone laughed besides Ginny, but then Harry looked worried for a second. "I resent that!" Ginny protested and got back to eating.

It was nice to have everyone around just like it used to be. The law didn't get brought up until the end of the meal. Apparently Luna had met with Rolf, and they had a lot in common. They had gone out to eat last night. I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. How much could someone have a lot in common with Luna?

The rest of the evening was full of fun and games. I went home especially tired. Being with the Weasleys took up a lot of my energy. They are just so energetic. I got ready for bed quickly, and fell right to sleep.

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All too soon it was time to get up and head to the hospital. I pulled my hair back into a pony tail and put on the emerald green scrubs that match Harry's eyes. I walked in the hospital from the bright morning outside and started making my rounds.

It was a fairly normal morning. A couple pregnancy check ups, a case of the dragon pox, and a couple of other regular sicknesses. I was at the nurse's station talking with an experienced nurse about a special case I would be starting after lunch. The patient's report puzzled me, and I had a few questions.

"So you're saying no healers can figure it out?" I asked skeptically.

"Nope, and we're their last stop before going to a muggle doctor. The poor kid is really sick, and his mum is a complete mess. She was a muggle born and she's all for trying the muggle doctor. The father has wizarding parents, and is leery of it because …"

Hmmm I wonder if it's some muggle disease …

"Yeah, and it's a real shame because David is such a little charmer. He's six, and I swear some of the nurses have crushes on him." She laughed at her joke, but then stopped and cast a curious glance at someone behind me. "Excuse me sir, can I help you?"

I kept analyzing the charts, not really paying attention to the lost wizard until I heard his voice, "Actually, I'm looking for a healer." I could tell that arrogant voice anywhere.

I turned quickly, "Malfoy, what are you doing here?"

He smirked, "Oh, I didn't see you there. Come on, it's time for your lunch break."

"But I don't usually," I started but he gave me a challenging look.

"Granger, Weaslette owled me. Told me to make you eat. She said something about your eating habits not being healthy. She would do it, but Potter won't let her leave the house. He always HAS been an overprotective, bloody hero "

"Watch your language Malfoy! There are children around. And I guess we could grab some lunch, but something quick. Only because Ginny is especially vicious when she's pregnant. I have a big case I need to prepare for." I said as I started to walk towards the elevator.

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"Yummmm. This is delicious!" I said as I began to eat my food.

Malfoy had insisted on coming here, saying it was a small, but very nice restaurant. I had been reluctant at first, because it looked a little fancy. I was in my scrubs, but he had assured me our apparel was fine.

Lunch had been surprisingly pleasant so far, and we had been talking while we waited for our food.

Ever since I apologized yesterday he had really been making an effort to be nice. At least that's around the time I saw the change in attitude from him. Unless his mum had bribed him to be nice I bet that's it. There's no other logical reason.

I continued eating the pasta I ordered. It had some sort of white sauce on it. I decided to people watch, since Malfoy was completely quiet as he ate his food quickly. He had just been complaining about the wait, because he had to get back to work soon. The restaurant was busy, what did he expect?

I felt like someone was looking at me, so I looked around casually. I noticed a girl sitting alone at the table in the corner. She had looked away and pulled up her menu as I looked up. Hmmm, how suspicious. I went back to eating and subtly watched the girl in the corner. She was a pretty blonde, and for some reason she was glaring at me.

I gasped and started to eat faster. Malfoy's crazy ex girlfriend was probably about to attack me. Actually I don't even know if she is his EX girlfriend. She COULD be his current girlfriend. I wouldn't know. What if he brought me here, so I would figure out he was still dating her. Why did my stomach suddenly hurt? I didn't care he was still seeing the blonde model. I'm just eating too fast.

Malfoy must have noticed something was wrong, "Anything the matter Granger?"

"nope." I said nervously, but I didn't quite meet his eyes.

"You're a terrible liar, you know that."

"Well sorry, but I can't help it." I said as I stand up. I cleared my throat, "This was, interesting, but I see what you were trying to tell me. I have to get going back to work."

I turned and walked away quickly. I was almost to the door when he stopped me. "Did I miss something?" he asked with a confused look on his face. I glanced between him and his girlfriend. I opened my mouth to speak, when he glanced back.

He turned back towards me with a frown on his face, and he led me out of the restaurant. We were walking at a fast pace, and I could hear him mumbling, "What does she think I'm trying to tell her if she saw Emily? I can't believe she was there. What could Granger possibly think?"

We were almost to the hospital when he turned towards me and stopped, "You know that according to the law we have to stop seeing other people, and that I dumped Emily, right Granger?"

I shook my head, "No I didn't know that."

"Are you dating Weasel?" He asked accusingly.

"No!" I said with a laugh. He didn't seem convinced, but he didn't say anything else.

"So, don't forget about dinner tonight. My mum would be beyond disappointed if you didn't make it tonight."

I smiled, "I wouldn't want to disappoint your mum."

"Also, she told me to tell you that formal attire is required."

"Really?" I asked nervously as I racked my closet mentally for something presentable.

"Yes, well I better get going father will be waiting, but I'll see you tonight."

I nodded nervously at the thought of his father being there tonight.

He smiled, "Wear green. He likes the Slytherin colors. They look nice on you." He said as he pointed towards the scrubs. He gave a small wave and apparated away.

I walked back up to my floor, thinking of Malfoy yet again. He seems to be on my mind a lot lately. I smiled. Lunch had been fun. Ginny was right. About two things, really. I need to eat more, and I really do need to give Draco a chance.

Hermione and Draco spent some time together! I hope you enjoyed the chapter … REVIEW

-Grace