It all started with a dance

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Hermione watched as Draco got ready, only pretending to read when Draco would look at her

Hermione had been ignoring him, mentally kicking herself for letting him go, seven months passed since their last moment, and all she wanted was him, it was quick, she understood that, but they have known one another for eight years and spent one year living in the same area together, he was the half of her, the equal of her, and she let him go into the arms of another woman

Draco was fixing his hair for the fifth time, he was using the mirror in the hall to sneak glances to Hermione

"Your hair is fine" Hermione told him from the bed, looking up from her book "any more gel and I'll fear that I went back in time" she teased

"Sod off Granger" Draco mumbled, smiling slightly, there was knock on the door and Draco opened it

"Ready?" Hermione heard someone ask

Hermione looked to the door and saw Monica wearing a navy blue dress, Draco looked at Hermione, she smiled at him and motioned him to go, Draco grabbed his blazer and walked out, Hermione sighed and closed her book, letting herself fall backwards she debated on whether moping around in the room or go downstairs to the bar and mope to the bartender, Hermione grabbed her beaded bag and grabbed one of her fake IDs, she had them made when she was on the run with Harry and Ron, she decided to put them in use and headed downstairs

She entered the bar and sat on a stool

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked

"Rum Cola" Hermione mumbled, the bartender chuckled and fixed up her drink

"Trouble in paradise?" He asked

"I just told the guy that I could potentially be in love with to go with a slag on a date" Hermione told him, leaning on her palm

The bartender put the drink in front of Hermione

The brunette looked at the bartender, he had a white button up shirt with suspenders, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows showing off his tattoos, she looked at this face and couldn't deny that he was attractive, he had black hair in a buzz cut, and a small scar on his right eyebrow which made his green eyes shine brighter, he had a small stubble decorating his sharp jaw, he was attractive, but Hermione found annoying platinum hair pure-blood boy that had too much money but a soft spot in his heart to be the on that Hermione spent all her time fantasizing about

"And that's not all, the ironic part of the story is that I have known the guy for eight years and I hated him for seven years, and then our last years I did a complete one-eighty and now I can't lose him" Hermione said and drank

"What changed?" The bartender asked

"If I told you I fought in a war against a blood crazed maniac without a nose would you believe me?" Hermione asked "and that the guy was on the opposite side of the war?" She added

The bartender bursted out laughing, as if it was the most hilarious thing, which the way that Hermione told it, it sounded like if Theo told it

"You got quite an imagination babe" the bartender chuckled

"You don't know the half of it" Hermione mumbled

"So what's your story?" He asked

"Nothing interesting" Hermione shrugged

"Come on, tell me more of this no-nose blood crazed maniac?" The bartender said

Hermione chuckled and told him the story she was supposed to tell muggles, he gave her the third drink on the house, Hermione thanked him and began drowning her drink