'I still can't believe you did it.' Hermione says.
'It's his own fault,' Harry says. Hermione came to the police station so she could drive him home.
'Do you know how much trouble you could do if a wizard saw you? Or...if Rita saw you?' she continiues with a stupid voice:'Auror makes trouble at the muggle police station. The minister just drives him home.' Harry chuckles. 'It was worth it.' he says. 'It was?' The brown-eyed girl asks.
Harry's OPV
She is so beautifull. With the brown eyes, strawberry-blond hair and pretty skin. Wait...what am I thinking?
End of Harry's OPV
'So, here we are. You don't need to come to work tomorrow.' Hermione says.
*
Hermione's OPV
'Did someone just knock on the door? Should I go check?'I think. I stand up. I open the door. 'Malfoy?' Draco Malfoy is standing right in front of me.
'I was hungry,' he says and goes in my room. In MY room.
'And?' I say. Why don't 'Pansy' cook for you?'
'She's terrible at cooking.'
'And the first person you think of is me? Your minister?' I ask.
'No, actually first I think of Dobby, but his dead, so the next person I think of is Potter. But I believe he's as terrible at cooking as me. Then I think of 'Weasley' and then of you.
'Well, I don't want you here, so get away, 'Malfoy'!' I say. I really don't want him here. But...Maybe the war changed him?
'Please, Granger, I'm not like before,' he says.
'Oh, yeah?'
'War change people,' Draco says.
'Welk, let me call the chinese resturant,' I say. I don't want him to starve.
'What's chinese?' Draco asks.
'You'll see.' I say.
Harry's OPV
I know, I know. Hermione said that I should stay home. But it's like nonsense. But I should probaly tell her that I was here...I open the door and...
'Malfoy?'
Hermione and Malfoy eats chinese food before my eyes.
'Wtf?'
'Oh, hi, Harry.' Hermione says. 'You want some dumblings?'
'No, but what is HE doing here?' I ask.
'What are YOU doing here? I said you should rest.'
While I and Hermione talked, I could see Draco package some dumblings and noodles and disappear teough the door.
'Well, now when he's gone, do you want to come with me to Diagon Alley?
*
'I can't believe Malfoy actually liked it,' Harry says. Hermione and Harry are looking at Olivander's Wands and speaking about what just happened.
'Yeah, right?' Hermione says. 'He like hated muggles and muggle food.'
Hermione's OPV
I looked at Harry. He is cute, smart, brave, funny,...like always. But...he is like more than before.
'Hermione?' no. It can't be. I slowly turn around. There he is. Ron.
'Hermione, I,...'
'What do you want? I'm done with you! How many people did you even have 'fun' with?'
'I don't know, maybe 15? Well, there was this girl, she was really hot, and she like remembered me of you.' Ron says.
I...don't know what happened. But I know I saw a ring and I just though...He's f******* married? So...I kinda slamed him in the face.
'Let's go, Harry,' I cried. FLASH! Someone took picture of me and Harry. Rita.
A/N
Hi, this chapter is a little longer. Have any ideas what could happen? Oh, and since noone answered my question, here it is, again:
Who married Dudley?
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