A Blind Date with Draco Malfoy

Chapter two

It had been two weeks since the encounter with Draco Malfoy, the night Hermione promised never to speak on, to anyone. Including Crookshanks. She could have sworn the cat gave her side glances from the corner of her bed the night she had returned,

Hermione had never truly felt flustered, that was until she was stood next to Harry Potter watching as Ginny and Draco competed against each other.

She didn't know why she turned up, let alone stayed to watch, and she wasn't sure if the constant looks from Harry were from him knowing about the date, or just genuine looks of concern.

Please Merlin let it be the latter she had thought to herself, nursing a cup of Hot Chocolate as she felt her heart race at the thought of Draco hurting himself on his broom.

Of course, they had said things in the heat of the moment two weeks ago, but they didn't mean them. It was a moment of weakness when they were both coming down from their high.

This was a new low for Hermione, coming to Ginny's practice (which she never had before) and pretending it was only the fact she wanted to spend more time with her friend.

"I'm sorry about Ron, Mione. You didn't deserve to be treated like that." Harry said, forcing her from her thoughts and Hermione's face paled.

"Oh, right, yeah. It's... yeah it's been rough." She admitted with a heavy sigh leaning her head on Harry's shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her for comfort but it was nothing like it had been.

They had become so distant lately, the only thing holding them together with Ginny insisting on a dinner twice a month.

And that was tonight.

The thought made Hermione's eyes go wide, Merlin she had forgotten why she was here.

Draco hadn't noticed her yet, or at least she hadn't noticed him noticing her. But she couldn't help but feel that pang in her chest when she saw him so high up, her heart breathing faster her breath becoming heavier with every dip of his broom.

Merlin, she was so completely and utterly fucked.

"Hermione!" Ginny called running over, Hermione released a breath she didn't realise she was holding seeing Draco's two feet on the ground again, a wicked smirk curving his lips.

"Hey Gin" She smiled as her friend pulled her into an embrace.

"Gods, it's been hell without you around, are you coming tonight?"

"About that I-"

"We will be there." Draco came up behind her causing the hairs on the back of her neck to rise. He smelt like sweat, musk and green apple, it took all of her self-control not to come undone there and then.

Hermione felt all eyes move to her, but she couldn't even force the words to escape her throat. Not only had she come to get her way out of the bloody dinner, but she had no intention of appearing with the one man her ex hated the most.

"Uh, yeah, is it alright if I bring Draco?"

Ginny's face beamed and Hermione felt hers drop, Merlin this was going to be hell.

By the time the couple had left, she had a bundle of emotions to let out on the intruder of her plans (which consisted of feeding Crookshaks and nursing a cheap bottle of muggle wine.)