"What brings you here, Malfoy?" Hermione questioned the man in front of her, perplexed. "Is that how you greet an old friend, Granger?" Draco smirked as if they were . . . actually friends. "I do not have time for your nonsense tricks, Malfoy. Feel free to leave my office if you're only here to annoy than to be at any help." Hermione gritted her teeth but composed herself even if she's completely puzzled about Draco Lucius Malfoy, being here, in her office. "I have come to collect," Draco smiled at Hermione with complete satisfaction in his face, "Granger." Draco leaned closer to the woman in front of him. NOTE: THIS IS ONLY A FAN FICTION FOR DRAMIONE. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, SPELLS, AND SETTINGS USED. EVERYTHING IS OWNED BY J.K. ROWLING AND THE WORLD OF HARRY POTTER.

It was 1972 and Winona's next road-trip destination was New York; it was sure not to disappoint.