Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine…I'm getting tired of writing this! I own Hazel though!

A/N: This chapter will bring out a history; about why Hermione ditched Ron at the wedding. Congratulations to some ppl out there who realized that Hermione ditched Ron also bcoz he was a replacement although she didn't mentioned it to Ron. Thanks to all those that reviewed! Jkg-vader, thanks for the suggestion, actually, my friends also had mentioned to me this problem, I'm trying to fix it, second, I don't have a beta reader bcoz I have a cruel family that disagrees me of writing, my friends hate reading so…shrugs. But I WILL try to fix it! But I am not trying to find an excuse to run away from mistakes! Keep that in mind!

Malfoy and Apologies

January 26th 2005

Draco Malfoy

I admit it, I'm pathetic. I mean? That's Granger? Anyone would get a shock! She looked more like a model than a bookworm.And that Elise woman was just kind enough to blow my cover for me. I wonder how Granger is doing. I sighed. I have no choice but to apologize. After all, I was indeed wrong. I got her room number from the receptionist and walked to her room. I knocked the door 3 times and waited.

"Malfoy," Granger said weakly as she opened the door. She seemed like she had been crying.

"Granger," I replied casually. I at least still own my pride and dignity. My pride and dignity, the two things that brought me down, I sighed silently.

"What you want?" Granger asked me grumpily.

"I wanna take you out for dinner," I said, thinking it would be best to apologize during dinners.

"What?" Granger said, taken aback.

"Dinner, be ready at 7pm tonight, dress formally," I said to Granger.

"And what exactly makes you think I will say yes?" Granger snapped.

"Because you want to," I said smirking. Granger can never tell lies, I laughed in my heart.

It's a quarter to seven. I'm on my way to pick Granger up. I cast once last glance on myself before grabbing my keys and leaving the room. I looked fine, wearing a grey shirt with black coat. I wasn't happy wearing a tie because I wanted to look casual but I did ask Granger to dress formally so I decided on a grey tie. They whole grey thing really brought out the color of my eyes. Now you're starting to talk like your sister! I hissed in my mind. My sister, Hazel is a fashion designer. I helped her out during the holidays when I was still in Hogwarts so you can say I learned a few things. I glanced at my wrist watch. 10 minutes to 7. Time to go I called.

I was exactly on time. My timing seemed to be perfect. Granger was opening her room door to go to my room and I was just leaving the elevator.

"Malfoy, you know where I stay?" Granger asked.

"I come here on a regular basis," I answered distractedly.

Granger was stunning. The light at the hallway was quite dim making her pure Italian silk gown glimmer under the light. She was wearing a red dress that reached her knees with a tube top matched with a golden purse with golden shawl. The gold brought out her brown hair which was also glittering; I guessed she put some glitter on everything. Her hair was tied up in an elegant French twist with some loose curls. The red brought up the fire in her. She was perfect. Then I suddenly wondered why I never saw this in her when we were in Hogwarts.

"So, are we ready to go? Granger asked.

"Sure," I said, now casually again.

"Malfoy, are you sure you can drive this thing?" Granger asked.

"Of course, if I can accelerate a broom 50 feet up in the air what makes you think I can't drive this muggle junk?" I answered simply.

"Wait till you see what it can do. It's not just a muggle junk by the way; it's the new BMW Convertible K2705," Granger said in awe.

Anything that belongs to me is something Granger loves. What can I do? I'm flooded with gold. My dad passed down the whole Malfoy fortune to me; although I did tried to spilt half with Hazel, Hazel doesn't want the money, Mom had taken a tour around the world and won't be back for some time, and Dad, is spending the rest of his life in Azkaban with no one to rescue him, now that the Dark Lord is dead. Potter killed him during their seventh year.

I started the car engine, I pressed the pedal hard and we speeded off. I reached the lamp post; red light. I pressed the brake so hard that Granger screamed.

"Malfoy! I'd rather reach the restaurant alive!" Granger screamed before I speed off again, making her scream louder.

"Relax Granger, I got it all under control," I assured him. Suddenly, a man in white shirt stopped the car.

"All under control huh?" Granger smirked to me.

A traffic police was stopping me. I realized this is the part where the police give me a fine or perhaps a warning. 5 years of Muggle Studies finally proved worthy.

"Sir, license please?" the traffic police asked. I stared at him, puzzled. Beside me, Granger was muttering something then, she passed a card to the officer.

"Sorry, he just got his license," Granger told him.

"Okay," the traffic police said; handing the card back to Granger.

"Sir, you may want to risk your live, but this beautiful young lady here doesn't deserve to die," the traffic police said, winking. He patted my back and motioned me to go.

"What did you do?" I asked Granger. She was smiling like someone had just given her 200 marks for some exam.

"Just some transfiguration trick; you act as if you don't have a wand," Granger said smirking towards me.

"Thanks," I blurted out.

WHAT? Did I just say thanks to a mudblood? What the hell is wrong with me? I yelled in me head.

Granger obviously felt the same. She was stunned by me saying one word-thanks.

"Granger, you obviously should know there's nothing wrong with me saying 'thanks'" I said to her a bit louder than I meant to.

"Malfoy being thankful…I never thought that would be possible," Granger snapped.

"I do celebrate Thanksgiving," I snapped.

"By not praying before you eat a turkey? Oh…how thankful you are," Granger said sarcastically.

"We're here," I said loudly.

I lead Granger into the diner. I noticed several male waiters were staring at her and I smirk to myself. I pulled the chair for Granger (which I normally leave it for the waiters to do) and ordered white wine.

We looked at the menu and I decided to have pasta bolognaise. Granger decided on a garden salad with mashed potatoes. Exactly what I thought she would order. The food finally arrived. We started eating.

"Granger, I want to apologize," I said quickly, hoping to catch her off guard.

Granger started to choke on her mashed potatoes. She was coughing uncontrollably. When she finally managed to pull herself together, she looked at me.

"What?" Granger shouted.

"I'm sorry," I said once more.

"For what?" Granger asked.

"You know what happened," I mumbled.

Granger placed her spoon down, laid back and crossed her arms.

"You wanna say sorry for something you did that you don't dare admit?" Granger snapped.

"For using you during 5th year," I finally said. I stared at the ground. For the first time in my life, I feel guilty for my actions.

During 5th year, I had almost dated every girl in Hogwarts and I wanted a challenge. I choose to play Granger. Hell knows she's going to fall for me! I then told her the truth and left her crying.

"I may forgive, but I won't forget," Granger said, going back to her mashed potatoes.

"And I also hope you don't judge me tomorrow by my actions today," I added.

"Very unlike you to say that," Granger said to me, slightly smiling.

"I learned how to be more responsible and thankful and to be sorrier for my actions," I said.

It was true, ever since my father was thrown into Azkaban, I realized that I'm going to end up like him in the future; and I don't want to be Lucius Malfoy.

"I understand how it feels; must be hard to walk around the streets with the whole wizarding world knowing your father is a Death Eater," Granger said thoughtfully.

"It sure is," I mumbled.

A/N: I know it's bad for me to skip school, but exams are all over and the teachers are not teaching. Unless teachers allow us to use the computer lab, I don't see any reasons to be there. Well, I finally learned how to preview my story and I thought my writing isn't short after all! Anyway, reviews! I thank everyone who reviewed; though I don't celebrate Thanksgiving! I don't celebrate a lot of occasions! I don't celebrate Christmas, Valentines Day, Halloween, and so much more. I wish I was in a western country! I'm missing so much fun! Anyway, I wanna thank jkg-vader once again! You really gave me encouragement to go on with this story! There's a review asking why Draco lied bout his name, it's because Draco knew Hermione would be angry if she knew who he was. Thanks once more! And don't forget to review!

Love

Ashley