Authors note:

Hope you enjoy! I would just like to remind you that an oak tree in both stories sort of resembles their love. In One Day, they fought under the oak tree and spoke there, so that is why Draco (in this life) is drawn to oak trees. Thank you for reading and please review!

Bonnie x

Coffee and Oak Trees

"Who is it?" called the sweet voice through the door. I stood outside Room 32, shuffling my feet nervously.

"Draco." I croaked, several unlocking sounds occurred and the white door opened, Hermione standing with a smile. Her hair was twisted in a chopstick, baggy shorts, fluffy boots and an oversized hoodie.

"Draco! What a surprise! Come in," she wrapped her arms around me and gestured me inside her studio apartment. It was very neat, vintage styled and all open-plan. Several bookcases were stacked with novels just like my bedroom.

"So, what brings you here?" Hermione perched herself on the armrest of her couch and leaned forward. I noticed all her books out, she must have been studying.

"Well, I thought maybe we could hangout. I really enjoyed last night and I happened to be in the area." I explained to Hermione who nodded and smiled.

"Well, thank you for saving me from studying! It's always nice when a friend comes on by. Is Astoria okay? Does she have a hangover?" she giggled and I felt so guilty. I hadn't even checked on Astoria since I left the hotel this morning, my thoughts were consumed by Granger.

"Probably, I haven't really seen her today…I have been wondering London."

"Oh, Ron stayed the night here. He couldn't apparate himself back to his house, even if his life depended on it!" Hermione joked and our eyes met. She gave me a puzzled look and furrowed her brow and cocked her head to the left.

"Are you alright, Draco?" she moved towards me, hypnotizing me with every graceful step her legs took. I tried not to stare but I really couldn't help it. She placed her hands on my forearms and gazed up towards me with those huge chocolate eyes that are irresistible.

"Yeah, I am alright. Just been looking into things that have consumed my thoughts." I trailed off, staring off into the distance and out into the park I had just been in. Hermione smiled and sat me down on the couch and made us cappuccinos.

"So, what exactly is it?" she crossed her legs, her tiny hands wrapping around the baby blue mug. Hermione seemed so intrigued with what was consuming me and I smiled and rubbed my hand through my gelled hair.

"Hermione, do you believe in reincarnation? As in, we live several lives and meet people from our past lives?" I didn't dare meet her eyes, I was afraid and on edge. My stomach twisted in every direction possible.

"I'm not sure, are you talking about being connected to someone's soul?"

"Exactly." She giggled and nodded, the conversation died out, I didn't want to talk about the topic any longer. We sat on the sofa speaking about our lives and our parents and our lovers. We then watched Hermione's favourite movie, The Notebook. Her head lay on my shoulder, she sobbed at their romance and I teased her.

"Are you telling me that this is corny? This is beautiful!" Hermione's tiny hand made a ball and punched my arm. I tickled her and she squealed and ran across the apartment, laughing her head off.

"Granger, come on. I just want a hug…" I inched towards and she crossed her arms defensively, she smirked and ran back to the sofa.

"No hugs for Malfoy's." Hermione teased and stuck her tongue out. Eventually she came over to me and gave me a hug. Her head leaning against my chest and my cheek lay upon her curls.

The door opened and in walked a familiar redhead. He stood with a bag of groceries and didn't look too pleased with me. He cleared his throat, causing Hermione to jump and turn around.

"Ron!" she said breathlessly and walked over to give him a kiss on the cheek, "I didn't know you were coming around."

"Good thing I did." He growled at me, his eyes narrowing, turning a dark blue.

"Well, it was great seeing you Hermione. " I walked over to her and hugged her in the most gentlemanly way I could and nodded at Ron.

"Draco? I will call you later to make some more plans." She called after me, her chocolate eyes twinkling in the afternoon sun.

Ron scoffed and carried on unpacking the groceries. I gave her thumbs up and smiled and left the apartment. As soon as I closed the door, I heard Ron shouting at Hermione, it infuriated me. I heard her pleading back at him and then it was silent. Hermione opened the door to catch me eavesdropping, her angelic face showed no expression. She just carried on walking and I followed her graceful movements out of the building and into the busy park. We grabbed some coffee and sat under a large oak tree. Something about oak trees that give me a feeling of remembering things.

"He gets jealous easily…" she sighed sadly and took a gulp of her coffee.

"I can understand why." I smirked and Hermione laughed and punched my arm.

We sat silently under the oak tree and watched the summer leaves blow across the grass. Even in silence, we enjoyed each other's company.