Hermione grabbed Draco by the hand, pulling him into a quiet run. He clambered along, his cookies falling as he did. And when they were far enough, their laughter echoed throughout, blending and mixing together.

That night, they returned to the manor with five instead of four. And as they entered the foyer, Lucius bent down to release the squirming little piglet in his arms.

"Welcome home...Bob."

Bob, the pig.

She just wanted a copy for herself. That had been her intention.

She could imagine it now.

He said that looking straight at Draco.

"Do you even know were Houston is?" she muttered, keeping her forced smile towards Narcissa. "Glad to have you on board Narcissa."

They shook hands. Maybe Narcissa wasn't so bad after all.

"Ah, one of the many joys of life."

He grimaced, both at the idea of it in itself, and in anticipation of her reaction.

"Right then."

She took the pen and signed. Then, she walked away, retrieving her fallen cloak, and headed out the room. At the door, she paused. "It's on…Draco."

He could only hope Granger had a little more sense.

But who was he kidding?

Finally, he lifted his goblet and sank into the plush padding of his new seat. He raised the glass, clinking it with his friend's, as they fell into idle chatter, letting the night slip away.

Uuuuuh. That is so not Hermionr. After the 3rd rejection she would’ve just left. Don’t know what you’re thinking, saying that she would grovel like that.

Omg. That was literally the best fan fiction I have ever read. You made both Draco and Hermione feel so real and they actually sounded like them selves. You honestly moves me and made me feel like this was actually taking place. I cried a few times... I think I can speak for everyone who read this by saying this: do us all a favour, and write more. You're the best!