I was so inspired with this chapter, I wrote it in about an hour, which is amazing for me, as it doesn't happen very often. I hope everything makes sense, and that you all like it. Please be sure to tell me what you thought.

Disclaimer: Really? Do we really have to go through this again…? You all know I don't own Harry Potter….duh…

The cab pulled up to a tall building, and Hermione and Draco got out, paying the driver. Walking in, Hermione marched up to the help desk, "I'm here to see Diane Brown please."

"Do you have an appointment," the woman replied, never looking up from her current task.

"No…"

"It's the third floor, the first door to the left," the receptionist replied distractedly.

Hermione motioned for Draco to follow her, when they got to the third floor they knocked on the first door and entered when they heard a muffled, "Come in."

The first thing they noticed when the entered the room was that it didn't look like any lawyers office either of them had ever seen. There were pictures of babies in the womb on the walls, and strange, baby related knick-knacks on the shelves. Shaking it off as a weird obsession, they sat down in front of the desk and waited for the woman behind said desk to address them.

Straightening up from her bent position, the woman asked them, "My name is Dianne, how can help you?"

Draco had just opened his mouth to answer, when Hermione cut him off, "I'm Hermione Granger, err, Malfoy and this is my….husband," she said mentally cringing, "Draco Malfoy and we need your help."

Leaning on the desk, the woman asked, "So which one of you is having the trouble," then looking at Draco with narrowed eyes said, "I bet it's you."

"ME?" Draco roared, "How's it my bloody fault, we're both at fault!"

Smiling sympathetically, she replied, "It's ok Mr. Malfoy, loads of men have a low sperm count, its nothing to be ashamed off, I assure you."

Jumping to his feet, Draco bellowed, "WHAT? I'll have you know, all of that is working perfectly fine, thank you very much, now just help us get divorced already!"

Chuckling, Dianne simply said, "I'm afraid you are mistaken, this is a fertility clinic, not a lawyers office, you must be looking for Diane Brown, she's one floor up. You wouldn't believe how many times this has happened. That idiot they call a receptionist hears the name Dianne and automatically sends people up to me."

Stalking to the door, Draco yanked if open and turned to Hermione, "Are you coming?"

Hermione rushed after him, and after finding the correct floor and office, they were told by the secretary that Ms. Brown would be out of the office indefinitely. This bit of news, did not sit well with the blonde, and he cursed before storming dramatically out of the building, leaving Hermione to make apologies for his obscene behavior.

One on the street, Draco turned to Hermione and asked, "So now what?"

Hermione shrugged, "Try some different lawyers I guess…"

Agreeing with that idea, the two tried 3 more lawyers, and were unable to see any of them for one reason or another. Finally the two decided that they weren't going to see anyone today, and decided to go back to the hotel and rest, they'd regroup this evening to think of a plan.

At promptly 8 o'clock Draco knocked on Hermione's door, letting himself in when he got permission. Walking into the sitting room and plopping on one of the chairs, he asked, "So have you thought of any ideas?"

"Well…I was thinking we could sneak in the chapel and steal our wedding certificate and burn it. Then it'll be like we never got married."

"Yes, but how would we sneak in, and don't you think they would have another copy they send to the state, for their records?" Draco said skeptically.

"True…but it's worth a try…"

"I, for one, think you are nuts…you know that?"

"That's just part of my charm…" Hermione said smugly.

Having decided on their plan of action, they dressed in dark clothes and had a cab drop them off a block away from the chapel. Sneaking behind the small building, Hermione picked a random window, hoping it was the right one. She had Draco hoist her high enough to pry the window open and slip inside. Looking around, she realized something was very wrong, there were no records and on top of that, there was a very angry woman standing in front of her, a shotgun in hand. Backing away slowly, she threw herself out the window on top of a surprised Draco as a shot fired off, hitting the window sill. The pair picked themselves up and started to run, the distant sound of sirens behind them. The woman was shouting something to someone, and before long they heard footsteps behind them. After they cleared the alley, they ran down the street, avoiding people and trying to lose their tail. Looking behind them, Draco stopped abruptly and pulled Hermione into a store, which turned out to be a 24 hour costume shop.

"Help me find something," Draco told her, anxiously searching through the racks.

Hermione suddenly ran up to the wigs, selecting one that was a few shades darker than Draco's hair and then grabbed a dress and pushed him into the dressing room, "Put them on, and hurry!"

"Why do I have to be a girl?" Draco whined from the other side of the door.

"Because you have that damn pretty face, that's why, and plus they aren't looking for two girls," Hermione snapped, before rushing off to find a scarf to cover her hair with.

When Draco stepped out of the dressing room, clad in the horrible dress, Hermione couldn't help but laugh, before throwing him a long trench coat. After paying for their items, they stepped outside casually, like they were in no rush. Then the cops who had been chasing them, crashed into Draco, knocking his wig askew. Quickly fixing it, Draco giggled in a high pitched voice, causing one of the police officers to look at him.

"Sorry ma'am, didn't see you there," the man said, blushing, "I'm not sure how I didn't, you're one pretty looking filly, if you don't mind me saying."

Draco was trying to keep himself from punching the clueless man in the face, so he just batted his eyes and gave another giggle. Thankfully for him, the man's partner cleared his throat and nudged the man.

"Well we've gotta be going, we're chasing after some criminals," he said, tipping his hat, "You be careful now."

As the cops rushed out of sight, the two hailed a taxi, and collapsed laughing hysterically in the back seat as they headed back to the hotel.

"Oh my, I can't believe you got hit on," Hermione giggled, gasping for air.

"Well I can, that man obviously knows attractiveness when he sees it, and I for one am insanely attractive," Draco said arrogantly, pretending to preen.

Hermione stopped giggling, "You are quite attractive, when you aren't being an arse…"

Draco stopped laughing as well, giving Hermione a look she'd never seen on his face before, then leaned over and gave her a kiss. It lasted a couple heartbeats, before Hermione pulled away, "What are you doing? We hate each other, and we're getting a divorce, you aren't allowed to kiss me."

"If you remember, we did a lot more than snog the other night, and I don't recall you complaining then," Draco reminded her, smirking.

"Oh belt it, you prat," Hermione retorted icily, exiting the cab, and entering the hotel, leaving Draco to pay the driver.

Catching up to her, he strolled alongside her, before saying, "What if I don't want to belt it, I think its glorious fun, bantering with you…"

Turning around in front of her room, she almost ran into Draco's chest, she responded, "I don't care if you have fun or not, my only priority is finding a way to get rid of this horrible mess we've gotten in. Now I'll see you tomorrow morning, goodnight."

Draco winced at the sound of the door slamming in his face, that girl really was a prissy, know-it-all, but there was something interesting and refreshing about arguing with her all the time. It was nice having someone tell him their opinion of him and not being afraid of him, and besides, his arrogant Malfoy temperament wouldn't let him believe that she didn't secretly enjoy his company as well. Chuckling at the thoughts going through his head, he made his way back to his room.

Ok, who else thought it hilariously funny that Draco got hit on while he was a girl…? *raises hand* I love this chapter, it made me giggle as I was writing it. I hope everything made sense, but please, be sure to tell me if it doesn't, so I can tweak it and fix it. :D Review!