8 Is this for real, it’s not what it seems

Author's Note: Oh, Draco. Now you've done it. Way to be true to yourself.

X.X. Annie

“You’re lucky if I even go to your wedding now,” she hisses.

“Aw, it was just a joke,” he says, getting up too.

“This meeting? It never happened. I’m out of here.”

She stomps off angrily, unaware of the others in the café watching the scene unfold before them.

He chuckles lightly to himself, and turns around to see a man sitting at a table across from where they had been.

He winks at him. “Women. Drag you down real fast, don’t they?”

And with that, he strides toward the front door, looking up and down the road for Hermione.

There.

“Hermione! Hermione!”

She turns at the sound of his voice. In a moment, she forgets that she’s mad at him. In another, she remembers that she is.

He hurries past crowds of people and finally reaches her.

“Hermione.”

“Leave me alone,” she mutters. “Go away, right now.”

He grabs her arm just as she turns away from him.

She glares up at him.