and a hushed confession (as lines blur)

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MALFOY HEIR FINDS LOVE AT LAST!

Last night was one of the coldest nights of the season but Draco Malfoy found a way to keep warm... locking lips with Hermione 'Golden Girl' Granger...when asked...... people noted how cozy....comfortable......things getting steamy!

WAR HEROINE SPOTTED WITH DEATH EATER

Hermione Granger was spotted sharing dinner with recently acquitted Death Eater... ...an odd and unexpected sight with......Malfoy family has not bothered to hide their.......which forces the question, star-crossed lovers or a publicity stunt for the masses?

THE GRANGER-MALFOY AFFAIR! ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW

Draco Lucius Malfoy, recently ascended.......spotted with Hermione Jean Granger.....strange circumstances........ head of the Malfoy legacy....... with no engagement....nor any betrothal contracts, one must wonder who... ...previously Pansy Parkinson was....could we be looking at the next Lady Malfoy?

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As much as it pains him to admit it, Potter is capable of having the occasional bright idea. Draco has to do something, especially now with Blaise's worry multiplying his own. Pansy still isn't home and it's getting harder to pretend that something isn't wrong.

This is how he finds himself walking up Diagon Alley towards the small corner where a rickety old apothecary once stood. Large snowflakes flutter down around him, the sharp wind stinging his face. He adjusts the collar of his winter cloak, flipping it up in an attempt to shield himself–not just from the cold winter evening. Draco can feel the eyes on him, people stopping to point and whisper. He isn't sure if he has imagined the few camera flashes in his periphery.

People have been talking. It's what they always do, after all. And Draco has taken their beloved Golden Girl from them; he isn't stupid enough to believe they're okay with it.

I trust you will make better decisions for this family.

He rolls back his shoulders, picking up his pace as he walks the cobble streets. Draco expected this after all. He welcomes it.

The mundane corner of the alley is nothing special. At first glance, it is nothing but another forgotten business, unable to recover after the ravages of war. One of the many lonely enterprises that had never quite managed to start back up after everything that had been lost.

Furrowing his brows, Draco focuses on the seemingly rotting wood to try and glimpse what truly lies beneath.The hazy mirage breaks easily; Pansy's restaurant flickers behind the weakened wards. They look like they haven't been redone in a while.

It was foolish to have hoped otherwise.

His stomach twists as he takes out his wand and with a few precise waves, the remaining wards drop to reveal the sleek looking building beneath. Exposed brick walls and large glass windows appear, the picturesque image complete with the quaint little steps leading to the front entrance. This is the restaurant that was supposed to have been revealed weeks ago. It's going to be fine.

He heaves in a deep breath. She's fine. Draco strolls up the little walkway to the gate, shaky hands reaching up to push open the gates.

The restaurant looks untouched.

He isn't quite sure how he feels about that.

Each step echos in the relatively empty space, sparsely scattered with a few bits of furniture. Some red leather upholstered chairs and a few large round tables. Black booths that haven't been properly placed yet and lighting fixtures that still need to be connected properly. A half assembled chandelier, ostentatious and proud, hangs in the middle of the room. He runs a hand through his hair as he turns around the room, taking in its modern lines and cuts. It's something straight out of a magazine.

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