Chapter Six!. Thank you for your reviews, alerts and favorites! Did anyone read Chapter Five?
I'm sorry for the long update, explanation will be at the bottom.
Rating: T, for language and because I'm paranoid.
Characters: Hermione G. and Draco M., sometimes mentioning/featuring Astoria Greengrass, Ginny W., Ron W., Harry P., and two (minor) OCs.
Summary: Five years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy gets the shock of his life when Astoria Greengrass ups and leaves him. He needs a good divorce lawyer. That was what he needed and what he expected. But what he didn't expect, however, was a certain bushy-haired brunette in lawyer's clothing, reeling from a break-up with the Weasel King himself. Ignores epilogue. Eventual Dramione.
Standard Disclaimer: Let's see. Am I blonde? NO. Am I rich? NO. Is my name Joanne Kathleen Rowling? NO, NO, NO.
So, I don't own Harry Potter.
This story was corrected by several people along the way, you know who you are, and I give you a lot of thanks :)
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO DANIEL RADCLIFFE. THANK YOU, BOY WHO LIVED. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I KNOW IT'S LATE.
'Hello Mr. Malfoy,' best to start off formal, Hermione thought. He was, after all, her client.
I wish to apologize for the comments I made earlier about your past. I assure you that none of them were meant to be taken seriously whatsoever.
I do hope you will forgive me and that we can continue working together, as I have-'
Hermione groaned in disgust and crumpled up the paper. She threw it into her wastebasket, cursing. It was too formal. She picked up the quill again.
"Hello Malfoy," she started.
"I'm sorry about the things I said- I didn't really mean it, and I'm sure you know that I know you're not a Death Eater." She sounded like an idiot, Hermione told herself, and crumpled up the paper again and threw it over her shoulder. It landed on Crookshanks, who complained with a large "MEOW!"
"Malfoy,
I apologize for the things I said. I know you're not a bad person, and I hope that we can still work together in spite of the things I told you.
Thanks,
Granger (Hermione)"
Hermione nibbled on the end of the quill, then spat out the feathers in disgust. She had forgotten she was using a quill again...she really had to get used to those.
The letter wasn't much better, but she had already tried a good amount of times and wasn't keen on trying to get the letter to be *perfect*.
She walked to the window and called her owl, his brown wings flapping quickly as he flew to her flat window.
"Now, I want you to deliver this to Draco Malfoy, alright?" She said, clearly speaking the name. "Draco. Malfoy." The owl hooted, looking slightly offended.
"Yes, yes, I realize you probably know who that is." Hermione sighed.
The owl hooted again, looking at her disapprovingly with large brown eyes.
"Hello Granger
Sorry for storming out on you." Draco wrote. He couldn't be too friendly. The woman had just insulted him.
I'm pretty sure you were insincere with those words- or you better be, because if you were, I'm firing you." Hermione would probably think he was an arrogant, Slytherin prick. No matter.
"Anyway, I'm sorry for storming out on you, I should have probably let you explain. So are we still working together or what?
Your client,
Malfoy"
He deemed the letter respectable and found an envelope, writing Hermione Granger neatly on the top.
Draco folded the envelope over carefully, looking at the carefully penned words. Hermione Granger. Hermione Granger. Hermiiiione Granger. The name echoed in his head. He shook his blond hair lightly, trying to get the endless rhythm of the name out of his mind.
He watched his owl fly away, it's wings flapping softly through the air. The rain clouds had disappeared and had left a thin trail of white through the sky.
About twenty minutes after her owl left, Hermione saw a white shape flying through the air. She paused. It looked kind of like Hedwig, she thought, but a) Hedwig was dead, and b) If she weren't, Harry would have flooed instead of simply sending an owl. The owl flew through Hermione's window and landed on her desk, hooting loudly.
Hermione inwardly cursed. The last time she had had an owl on her desk, it has promptly pooped everywhere. And even using magic, cleaning owl poop off of highly important legal documents wasn't on top of Hermione's bucket list.
She took the letter from it's talons and saw her name on it, carefully penned in blue ink. Hermione opened the letter, trying not to rip the inside. Was it from Malfoy?
"Hello Granger." Hermione was 99% sure it was Malfoy now. Only he called her Granger these days.
"Sorry for storming out on you." He was apologizing? Why would he? Hermione had done all of the name calling and judgemental stuff.
"I'm pretty sure you were insincere with those words- or you better be, because if you were, I'm firing you." Hermione rolled her eyes. What an arrogant, Slytherin prick.
"Anyway, I'm sorry for storming out on you, I should have probably let you explain. So are we still working together or what?
Your client,
Malfoy"
It was an upgrade from the old Draco Malfoy, but still not exactly a friendly person to talk to. At least he wasn't calling her mudblood again and again.
She picked up her quill.
"Hello Malfoy,
I hope you got my owl? Anyway, the offer still stands, I assume we are still working together. You have nothing to apologize for, it's my fault. Really.
Granger."
Calling his owl to her, she bound her letter to its leg and watched it fly away.
Draco paced around his study. Was he too frank with his letter to Granger? Perhaps he should have (A/N: Perhaps he should have sent it to her in a song or a poem, or perhaps an angry email. Sorry.) been a little less harsh with the girl...
But no matter. If she didn't want to work with him, fine. Draco was sure he could get another lawyer soon, at least he hoped so. But if she did, it'd be a lot less of a hassle, and it would be cheaper.
A large brown owl hooted in front of his window, and he rushed over to it and opened it, letting the cool air flood in.
"Who are you?" Draco said to the owl with disgust. It eyed him with distate and hooted, holding out its leg impatiently.
"Oh, I have a letter." Draco could have sworn the owl rolled his-or was it a her? No matter- eyes.
"Malfoy," Ah, it was from Granger. But she couldn't have gotten his letter yet, could she? And even if she had, she would have sent it back with his owl.
"I apologize for the things I said." Draco scoffed. She better be sorry. "I know you're not a bad person, and I hope that we can still work together in spite of the things I told you.
Thanks,
Granger (Hermione)"
Well, at least she had tried. Draco inwardly cheered, because he wasn't losing his lawyer, which, despite of personal leanings, was really quite good, and he was saving himself a ton of money.
He picked up a quill.
"Granger, it's alright. I'm thinking you got my post? I'll owl you for another meeting." He bound it to the leg of her owl, which was still staring disapprovingly before diving out of the window and flying away.
The owls crossed in midair.
The brown one hooted softly, the white one responded. They seemed to compare letters, then each flew off to their respective destinations.
Opening the letter, Hermione smiled. She hadn't lost a client.
Several miles away, Draco smiled. He hadn't lost a lawyer.
Professionalism had won.
I'm so sorry for the rather long update. I was France for a couple of weeks with no internet connection, so I couldn't post anything. Then, I was helping my friends with their stage piece and had several late nights, so couldn't post then. And now, I'm flying back home in a few days, but I posted this chapter just for you :D I hope y'all are too mad at me *sheepish grin*
I hope you like the chapter. I know Draco kind of seems like an arrogant prick, but (Sorry, Draco fans) he kind of is. I love the character, it's just that he is an arrogant prick.
Anways, please review. I really do like getting reviews. It makes me happy.
Love, Panda.
(Reviewers get a free Snitch plushie in virtual form, and I light my HP fangirl candle too. And I'm happy and my self-esteem gets raised.)