Author: Meltha

Rating: PG-13 for some innuendo

Feedback: Yes, thank you.

Spoilers: Pretty much completely AU.

Distribution: The Blackberry Patch and . If you're interested, please let me know.

Summary: Hermione and Draco have somewhat radically different interpretations of their first date.

Author's Note: Originally written for dramione_ldws round 4, challenge 4, to use something inspired by the song "Summer Lovin'" from Grease.

Disclaimer: All characters are owned by J. K. Rowling, a wonderful author whose characters I have borrowed for a completely profit-free flight of fancy. Kindly do not sue me, please, as I am terrified of you. Thank you.

He Said/She Said

Blaise and Goyle were grinning much too widely as Draco sat down in their customary booth at the Leaky Cauldron.

"So? Do I need to pay Knott five galleons or have you kept your perfect record?" Blaise asked.

Draco dramatically paused, took a swallow of Fire Whiskey, then said, "Your gold's safe."

Goyle and Blaise gave loud whoops of masculine pride as they clapped Draco on the shoulder.


"Are you mental?" Ginny asked as they sat at their usual table at the Three Broomsticks. "What possessed you to go out with Draco?"

"He said please," Hermione said, shrugging but barely hiding a coy smile.

Ginny's jaw dropped.

"Seriously?" she said. "I didn't know his mouth was capable of forming that series of sounds."


"Did she actually beg?" Goyle said, snickering.

"A gentleman doesn't tell," Draco said, but his lecherous smirk told a different story.

"Thankfully, no one's ever accused you of behaving like a gentleman," Blaise said. "Details, if you pleaseā€¦"


"We went to a Muggle cinema and watched that new Disney film," Hermione said.

"Draco took you to see Finding Nemo?" Ginny said, staring at Hermione in admiration. "Even with extremely good bribery I couldn't get Harry to go to that. How'd you manage it?"

"It was his idea," Hermione said, then added conspiratorially, "and he actually cried when Nemo finally got home."

Ginny's spit take was truly spectacular.


"Not a single character in the whole movie ever wore a stitch of clothing, and Granger was really into it," Draco said smugly.

Goyle slugged Draco hard on the right arm, leaving a Quaffle-sized bruise on his bicep.

"Well done," Blaise said, elegantly raising an impressed eyebrow.

"Yeah, it gave her loads of ideas for later," Draco said, snickering wildly.


"A sushi bar?" Ginny said.

"The movie put the idea in my head, awful as that sounds," Hermione said, "so I suggested dinner at Keiko's Pagoda afterwards."

"Draco ate raw fish?"

"Not really," Hermione said. "He couldn't quite get the hang of the chopsticks. After dropping his fifth hosomaki on the floor, he grabbed one off the plate, stuffed it in his mouth, and said he was done."


"So how'd the night end?" Goyle asked.

"We Apparated to her flat, she gave me a quick tumble, and I went home for a shower and a cuppa before work," Draco said.


"He completely missed you? Is that even possible?" Ginny said.

"When he went to kiss me, he fell down my front steps. Then he Apparated home in a huff. I'm not sure he'll even want to go out again," Hermione said sadly.


"Think you'll bother with her again now you've got what you wanted?" Blaise asked.

"Hey! Don't talk about her that way," Draco said angrily. "It's rude. And yes, I wouldn't deny her the privilege of my company, and I know just the thing she'd like: a night of randy dancing."

In Draco's pocket sat two tickets to Swan Lake.