The Coffee Shop

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7:30 am
Hermione stumbles to work every morning and by stumble I mean walk down a flight of stairs seeing as she now owns it. She takes a deep breath in and begins to take the chairs off the table and place some outside, after she opens the shop and pours herself a cup of coffee. The previous owner Rich follows not long after walking through the back door

"The usual?" Rich smiles

"I'm not hungry!" She replies

"Yes you are!" Rich grins

Every morning they argue about whether Hermione is hungry or not and usually Rich always wins, Rich goes into the kitchen that they keep for themselves and for washing the shops dishes and starts to make breakfast for them both.

The door opens and Hermione turns around to meet a man, a very familiar looking man...blonde hair, gorgeous eyes, a very refined jaw and a black suit... who does she know that wears black suits? Malfoy. She hasn't seen him since that day. Seven years ago.

"Good morning what can i get you?" Hermione smiles pretending she doesn't recognise him

"black coffee and what would you like buddy?" Malfoy asks

His son gives no response. Hermione presumes that the child is his son as everyone knows his wife passed because the birth.

"He'll have a water please" Malfoy sighed

"Okay uhm sit wherever you like" she smiles

Draco has a son...Hermione never thought she'd see that. She knew about Astoria and she felt pity for him, no one should have to go through that and that's the golden girl part of her talking. His son clearly isn't very talkative.

Rich comes out with a plate of eggs and bacon and Hermione smiles grabbing hers, Rich looks over too see Malfoy's son staring at them.

"Sorry I didn't know we had customers" Rich grinned happily

"Can you give them the drinks please?" Hermione smirks

Rich hates giving customers their orders, he was always the one to make Hermione do it. Grinds his gears according to him and Hermione knows it. He places a cup of water and a black coffee on the table.

"Hello little man, would you like the paper sir?" He smiles

"Please" Malfoy nods

Rich stood there for a moment possibly waiting for his son to give him a response, Hermione noticed that Draco could tell.

"He won't talk. I've tried everything." Draco sighed

"What's his name?" Rich asked

"Scorpius."

"Hermione's good with kids. I bet she could get through to him." He winks walking into the kitchen

Hermione laughs awkwardly turning around and pouring herself another coffee. Harry and Ron finally stumble in like they always do and request the same thing before work every morning.

"You know" Ron grins

"Yes. Two Cappuccino's coming right up." Hermione sighed

Since the war it feels like Harry and Ron can't bear her anymore, making her feel like the only reason their friends was because of how smart she was. Now they only talk if they want something...or a cappuccino before work.

"Here do you want to-"

"Thank you!" They smirked rushing away

Before the words came out of Hermione's mouth they were gone. Like they couldn't wait to get out of her shop again. It hurt as she's known them for a very long time, if Hermione doesn't have them then she only has Rich and the shop.