Joel and Amy Granger sat fidgeting in their family room. Fingers strumming and feet tapping in anticipation of seeing their daughter for the first time in months. Hermione had also told them that there was someone very special in her life right now who she was just dying for them to meet. They both assumed it was a boyfriend. Another assumption had both made was that the boy was Harry. She had always had a small crush on him so when they heard her excited voice over the phone, that was immediately who they thought it was. But that was where they began to get confused. They had already met Harry. They had known him for years. She said she wanted them to 'meet' someone. So, they had no idea who it was.

Mr. Granger growled in frustration, "Who could it be? She's been with this man for several months and we still haven't the slightest idea who it is! Honestly, why doesn't this school have a yearbook?" Amy Granger chuckled at how easily her husband got frustrated. Although, it had been a few months that they had been investigating. She couldn't really blame him.

"Relax, dear, they'll be here any minute now. Then we'll finally know for sure. I mean, if we haven't figured it out in these few months, I doubt we're about to in the next few minutes." Mr. Granger stood up and began pacing. "Let's see, we've gone through all the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. I highly doubt she'd be interested in a Hufflepuff. According to her, 'They just don't have any sense of adventure!' And she's always going on about the Slytherins and how they're so disrespectful and rude. Especially that Malfoy character. So there's no bloody way she's with a slytherin. So that completely rules them out. Good Lord, who else is there! Oh God, you don't think she's with a professor do you?"

His wife burst out laughing, "Honestly Joel, I know it's been awhile, but let's not get carried away! She does have morals you know…"

"I suppose you're right. But still…I'm getting desperate here!"

"Well let's think, we've met all of her friends and she's friends with every Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. So it can't be them because we know all of her friends. She wouldn't want us to meet someone who we have already met!" Mr. Granger stopped for a second and put his head in his hands. He shook his head and growled, then threw his hands up in the hair, "I DON'T KNOW!" Amy laughed and stood up. She walked up to her husband and put her hands on his shoulder.

"Here's an idea, how bout we think about something else and when they get here, we'll go from there." Joel's shoulders drooped as he took a deep breath.

"Oh okay… But when are they going to ..." But he was interrupted as large noise sounded through the room as two laughing teenager rolled into the living room in a cloud of soot.

Amy Granger looked at the tangle of arms and legs at her feet with a smile thinking about how wonderful he must be that Hermione accepted him while her husband began running thoughts through his head about what the boy did to her to make her accept him. He saw a young blonde stand up and help his daughter up and watched as they dusted themselves off still laughing. Well, maybe he wasn't all that bad. But wait, was that a green and silver tie around his neck…no way… it couldn't be…

"A slytherin!" The last two words in his train of thought were out loud and he got quite the reaction. How he hated when people laughed at him. Hermione ran up to her dad and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Yes, daddy, a slytherin. I've gotten to know a few of them and they're really not all that bad." Mr. Granger's eyes widened, "What is this world coming to?" He plopped on the couch, "Well, alright, introduce us would you?" Hermione laughed, "Right right, minor detail."

She then ran up to her mom grabbed her wrist, directed her to the couch and motioned for her to sit. After her mother sat, she ran up to Draco who was standing quietly in the corner and grabbed his hand, intertwining his fingers with her own and dragged him so that they were standing in front of her parents.

"Mom, Daddy, this is Draco Malfoy." The next thing was actually rather comical. Both her parents' jaws dropped simultaneously. Hermione couldn't help but giggle. Her parents looked rather funny just sitting there on the couch, jaws dropped, eyes wide. Draco extended his hand hesitantly. "Nice to meet you," he said with an awkward smile. Mrs. Granger shook out of her shock quickly and stood up, taking his hand and shaking it. "It's very nice to meet you too Mr. Malfoy." He gave her a sweet smile then turned to Mr. Granger; he still had the same shocked expression plastered on his face. "W-wait a second…" Mr. Granger stuttered, "Malfoy…Draco Malfoy. The same Malfoy that had you crying for the past several years? The same Malfoy that called you that dreadful name? The same Malfoy who you called us claiming to want to kill!" Hermione laughed, "That's the one!" Draco looked at her seriously, "You wanted to kill me!"

"Of course!"

"Well, that's a bit harsh don't you think!" Draco exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air.

Hermione grabbed his wrists and put his arms to his sides, patted his head and smiled, "But did you not also want me dead?" Draco plopped onto a chair, defeated.

"I suppose you're right. It was kind of a mutual hatred wasn't it?" Hermione smiled at him. "Quite a switch, huh?" Draco returned the gesture and winked, "I like it better this way."

Hermione's parents stood by watching this whole tennis match of an argument smiling. Well, Mrs. Granger was smiling, seeing the obvious chemistry between the two. Mr. Granger had yet to wipe that dumb surprised look off his face. Hermione noticed her parents staring and laughed. She then smacked Draco on the shoulder and turned serious. "Shake my father's hand you jerk!" Draco had extended his hand a few minutes ago but had never gotten to shaking it due to his little argument with his girlfriend. Draco smiled sincerely, extended a hand, and shook her father's hand. "It's very nice to meet you Mr. Granger." Mr. Granger shook his head and replied, "You too, young man. Let's get you settled in, shall we?" He took one bag and headed to the stairs, Draco taking the other and following.

After everyone was unpacked and settled into their rooms for the week, they met up in the living room. Draco and Hermione sat down on the couch, Mr. Granger on the chair, and Mrs. Granger standing facing them all. "Alright!" She said, clapping her hands together, "Here's our plan. Draco, Hermione, you two are hereby kicked out of the house for the day. Now go, shoo! Your father and I have things to do!" She then grabbed both of their arms and shoved them out the door, shouting "HAVE FUN!" before slamming and locking the door. Draco and Hermione stared for a second before bursting out laughing. "Your mother is crazy." Hermione nodded and turned and started walking down the front walk. Draco didn't follow. When she had reached the sidewalk she turned around. "Well! Are you going to come with me or are you going to roam around the muggle world all by yourself?" Draco's eyes widened and he ran to her side, "Please don't leave me." Hermione chuckled and shook her head. "Well then let's go!" She then grabbed his hand and started down the sidewalk. But again, Draco didn't follow. She pulled on him as hard as she could, but her little muscles wouldn't do anything against his huge Quidditch muscles. "What now!" She shouted, exasperated.

Draco stared down at her, "we're walking?" Hermione shook her head, "Uh yah! What did you think we were going to do?" Draco shrugged, "I don't know, I thought we were going to go in one of those weird muggle contraptions…"

"You mean a car?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Well, in order to drive a car, you need a license. And I don't have one of those being that I spend my entire year out of this world and two months of summer isn't nearly enough time to take Drivers' Training. Then I'd have to drive to get all my hours and take my driver's test..."

But Draco cut her off, "Uh, Hermione, you lost me at license."

"Nevermind, but yes we're walking; now be a man and deal with it." And she started walking. Draco huffed but followed her reluctantly. "Where are we going anyway?" She looked up at him and smiled, "I haven't decided yet, so I'm pretty sure we're just going to walk until I see something that intrigues me." Draco rolled his eyes, "How long will that ta-" But he stopped talking because Hermione had stopped dead in her tracks and was staring forward with a mischievous grin on her face. "What's that look for?" he said warily. "Draco, darling, how much are you willing to do for me?" Draco smirked, "Depends on how much you're willing to do for me." She slapped him playfully upside the arm, "Draco! Come on, let's go there." Draco was about to ask where but then he followed her eyes to a large building that from the looks of it, all 3 floor of it were made entirely of glass windows. "What in God's name is that!" Draco said, completely lost as to what his girlfriend was going to make him do. "Oh, just a mall," she replied simply. "And that is?" She smiled and said one word that immediately made Draco want to run back to the Granger's house. "Shopping." But then he got to thinking. She had gone thru so much for him. She had nearly lost her two best friends just to be with him. And so much more beyond that. Come to think of it, she had done all of this for a bet, one that she didn't know about, mind you, but she hadn't hesitated to risk important things for him. That just brought all his problems back to the front of his mind. Should he tell her? But she'd be so mad. But it'd be better for her to hear from him than from someone else. Ugh, but now was NOT the time. She was worth a day of shopping, no doubt about it. With a kind smile he looked down at the petite Gryffindor and said, "I can handle that."

She squealed excitedly, grabbed his hand and dragged him off in the direction of the large building. "We can get you some muggle clothes so you fit in around hear instead of wearing your gaudy rich people clothes. This town is very down to earth. A very jeans and t shirt type of place. So your robes and suits just won't do at all." Draco stopped, forcing her to stop as well, "Wait wait, I thought we were shopping too. I'm a man. I don't shop." Hermione rolled her eyes and then smirked. She walked up to him and with a seductive smile on her face drew lazy circles around his chest, "Please Draco," she said in her best Pansy voice, "Do it for meeee," she whined. Draco lightly shoved her off laughing, "Sick, Hermione." She laughed too, intertwined her fingers with his, and started walking off towards their destination with him. Draco watched in confusion as she smiled at a muggle man in baggy jeans and a shirt that had the word "Billabong" plastered along the front in green letters. The strange muggle smiled in return and said "Hey" kindly. Draco looked at Hermione suspiciously, "You know him?" Hermione looked at him, "Nope, just being friendly." Draco didn't understand. He would never just smile at random people. Sneer maybe, but smile? No way. She was such a kind spirited girl. Where was the logic in doing that? There was none. She had just done it because it was the nice thing to do. She had always been such an amazing girl. He wondered how he had not seen it before. He continued to walk in the direction of the large glass building, his eyes never leaving the smiling face of the girl he was beginning to fall in love with.

So sorry it's been so long. It's been several months since I've had time to write. But I promise I will do everything in my power to continue. Reviews give me motivation people. So the more reviews I get, the more frequently I will update Thanks guys! Much love