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Draco's POV
I woke up this morning with the worst hangover of my life! Gradually, the memories of last night came back in my head. I remember talking to some brunette (or was it a blondie) and then taking them home and... well you can guess happened next.
While I was having breakfast, I caught the sight of today's Prophet with my picture on it: "WIZARDING WORLD'S RICHEST PLAYBOY STRIKES AGAIN!" Chuckling slightly at the title I decided to have a shower and go down to Diagon Alley to purchase some books. (Yes. I know you're surprised, 'Why would "PLAYBOY MALFOY" read books!?') Well, for your information, I really like reading. I loved it since Hogwarts to be honest! Not as much as know-it-all Granger but don't forget that I was second to her in EVERY SINGLE class (except Potions).
Speaking of Granger, that girl definitely changed since school. She dresses nicely and who knew she had such a damn delicious body hiding underneath those robes all through Hogwarts? I always knew she was beautiful (don't tell anyone because I will deny it) but now, she is absolutely magnificent. Not only does she look stunning without even knowing it, she's also successful as hell and the ONLY girl in the world that wouldn't throw herself at me. Not that I want her to, but I'm just saying that she has more class in her pinkie finger than most women possess in their entire body.
'Man, you like her' an annoying voice in my head said. I completely ignored it and shook my head and decided to owl Blaise and ask him to meet me at Leaky Cauldron around 10:30. That would give me enough time to pick out some good books. With that in my mind I floo-ed down to Diagon Alley and entered Flourish and Blotts.
I went straight to the war fiction section and started skimming over the names of hundreds of books when suddenly one book caught my sight "THE KILLER ANGELS by a muggle author named Michael Shaara. The blurb made the book seem interesting so I started reading the through the first couple of pages. I was so engaged by the book that I didn't even notice a petite figure coming near me until suddenly it bumped into me. Thanks to my lightning fast reflexes, I was able to prevent her from falling.
As I helped her up, I suddenly realised that she looked familiar... a bit too familiar. And then she spoke, "Oh Merlin I'm so sor- Malfoy?!" she exclaimed, utterly shocked.
"Granger?" I blur out with the same amount of shock.
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