It had been a week since Lucius and Severus had moved in and Hermione was seriously considering going back to Hogwarts and marrying the first wizard she spotted. Her small yet comfortable flat was now busy with activity and she never had a moments peace.

Living with Draco had not been as bad as she expected. He picked up on the muggle lifestyle rather quickly and was getting better and better at dealing with things everyday. He was now to the point of vacuuming like a pro, he was able to use the stove to make simple things and had even learned how to use a washing machine.

Lucius on the other hand was almost a lost cause. He was stubborn, felt muggle 'contraptions' were of substandard and wanted nothing to do with any of it – except the telly. The first hour Lucius had watched television, he had pulled his wand a total of three times while watching Jurassic Park.

Then there was Severus, the shining light in the entire situation. He already knew how to live as a muggle and was only staying long enough to secure a flat for himself. He had offered to cook the meals and even attempt to teach Lucius some of the basics.

The sleeping arrangements was an entirely different subject. Draco had given up his room for his father and Severus had taken the couch. She pretty much had a choice to make, she could either make Draco sleep in the same room as his father and have their belonging in her room, or vise versa. She pondered both ideas and went with Draco against her better judgment – she really didn't want Severus and Lucius walking into her room all the time to look for something of theirs.

She pushed her bed against the wall completely and set up the lumpy twin sized bed on the other side of the room. Draco protested saying her bed was big enough for both of them but with a threat to make him sleep with his father shut him up quickly.

Saturday had finally came and while no one was working, Saturday was still the weekend. She had planned to go get herself some lunch, do a little shopping and maybe even go to a movie... anything to get her out of the house for a while.

She made sure the three were occupied and quietly grabbed her keys. She knew they would want to come if she told them so she opted to sneak out like a naughty child. The door closed behind her and she quickly yet carefully made her way into the car.

It only took an hour before the guys realized she had ditched them. They searched the flat, noticed the car was missing and instantly turned grumpy.

"Who says we have to be stuck here?" Draco finally stated

The two older men looked up but Lucius was the one to speak, "And how are we supposed to get anywhere."

"Cab?" Draco suggested, earning a raised eyebrow from his father.

"What exactly is a cab?" Lucius asked

"A car that takes people where they need to go." Severus offered, "You call the company, they pick you up and drive you to where you want to go, pay the driver and its done with."

Severus was dying on the inside, he never thought he'd see the day when Lucius actually used a cab or anything of the sort.

"I guess it sounds acceptable." Lucius stated, "Go and ring them on that contraption of yours."

Draco nodded and called the same cab company that he and Hermione had used before. He had to admit to himself that he was a little bit miffed that she would just leave without saying a word to them.

The cab showed up twenty minutes later and the three wizards got in.

"Where are you headed?" the driver asked

"Just drive into town a bit. We'll let you know." Draco answered

The driver nodded and took off.

Hermione was currently sitting in a bath tub full of mud, her hair was wrapped in a white fluffy towel, her face was covered in green mask and her eyes were covered with cucumbers. She was in heaven.

She had already gone to lunch and ordered herself a nice steak with baked potato and a small salad. The lunch was quiet, calming and satisfying – she did feel slightly guilty about leaving the guys behind but that quickly vanished with the first bite of steak.

After her meal, she walked for a bit and ended up in front of a spa – after the week she had, she felt she deserved it. She walked in and ordered the works which included the mud bath, hot stone massage, manicure, pedicure, steam room and finally deep tissue massage. She knew she would be tied up for a few hours and let her brain finally rest and think about her situation.

Her flat was crowded, she wouldn't deny that but she also found that when Lucius wasn't grumbling about muggle stuff and pulling his wand on the telly, he could be an interesting person to talk to. She knew he was trying his best to be civil but old habits die hard and she had to just accept that.

She also enjoyed talking to Severus. He was a lot calmer outside of school and hardly ever insulted her – he did threaten to take points out of habit once but quickly recovered from the temporary bout of stupidity. On the nights she couldn't sleep or Draco was being irritating, she would find herself in the kitchen having a mug of hot chocolate and talking to Severus about potions, books and pretty much everything else that came up. She enjoyed his company but like Lucius, she couldn't wait till he moved out so she could have her flat back to normal.

Then there was Draco. After the night she had wrestled her MP3 player from him, he had made it a personal mission to find a way to touch her or flirt with her. She would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the attention but the fact was, he was Draco Malfoy and probably after a quick shag... she wouldn't go out that easy. Still, she enjoyed his company most of the time and would probably slightly miss him once he was gone.

Her thoughts were interrupted but a quiet female voice, "Are you ready for the stone massage Ms. Granger?"

"yes, yes I am" and with that she rose from the mud and walked to rinse off.

Lucius, Severus and Draco ended up at the same restaurant Hermione had been in earlier. The men were quietly talking when the waiter approached.

"Have you decided gentlemen?" The brown haired man asked

Draco was the first to order, "I'll take the steak, baked potato and a salad."

The waiter laughed, "I just had a young woman in here less then an hour ago order the same exact thing."

Draco didn't care about that, he just wanted his food.

"She had good taste then." he answered in a bored tone.

"And for you?" he asked while looking to Lucius

"Just get me the same as him." he answered

The waiter added a two then circled it next to Draco order.

"And for you sir?" he asked Severus

Severus looked at the menu once more and ended up with the same thing as the two Malfoys. The waited nodded and left quickly to put the order in.

"I wonder where Ms. Granger ended up." Severus finally spoke

Draco shrugged, "Who cares." he said dismissively.

Lucius and Severus both looked at him, they knew when he was bothered and when he wasn't.

"It appears you do." Lucius answered

Just as Draco was about to retort, the waiter approached again and sat a cordless phone on the table.

"The young woman that was here has just noticed her keys were missing – do you mind if I check under the table in case they fell from her pocket."

The three men shrugged and gave him permission. The waiter left the phone on the table and actually got down on his hand and knees to look.

Draco didn't want to give his father the idea that he actually liked Hermione in anyway other then a somewhat friend.

"I have no interest in Hermione" Draco started, "She is not what I'm looking for."

Severus sighed, "You could do worse you know. If you have to live like a muggle, the least you could do is end up with a muggleborn."

Draco waved his hand, "If I did, I can assure you it wouldn't be her. She is bossy, irritating and definitely not the most attractive."

Lucius listened to the conversation between the two, "You mean to tell me you don't find her attractive at all?"

"Not in the least." Draco replied, "maybe good for a bit of fun but that would be the extent of it."

Severus rolled his eyes and Lucius chuckled.

The waiter finally stood and picked up the phone, "Ms. Granger, I have your keys right here and I will keep them in my pocket.. just ask for James when you come in."

The waiter put his hand over the receiver part of the phone, "Thank you and sorry for the interruption."

He moved to a table a bit away from the men and sat down with his little order book.

"Okay, whats your full name?" he asked over the phone

There was a brief silence before the man wrote something down.

"I've never heard that name before... Hermione is definitely unique."

The three men paled, she had more then likely heard everything.