Granger Family Reunion

Chapter 11

Hermione was standing by the refreshment table, waiters buzzing around her, asking her if she wanted anything and everything. She bet they would give her the entire city if she asked them.

For about the fifth time that evening, Hermione declined yet another offer to dance, sighing wistfully at the door. Where was Draco?

She was oblivious, as always, to all the stares she was receiving from the men and women in the ballroom. Just as she was about to go sit at a table, she heard someone clear their throat behind her.

She turned around, hoping to see Draco standing behind her, but was greeted with the sight of a dashingly handsome man, with chocolate brown hair and bright blue eyes. He was easily one of most good looking me in the room, yet Hermione couldn't stop herself from comparing his looks to Draco's.

"I couldn't help but notice that you looked particularly  unhappy, which you seem to have no reason to. Practically every man in this room is vying to get a dance with you." he said.

"Does that include you?"

"Maybe...".

Hermione laughed at that, an actual real smile coming across her face.

"The name's Logan Whitman."

"I'm Hermione Malfoy."

"Well Hermione, would you give me the greatest honor as to let me dance with you?"

A short giggle escaped out of her lips as she nodded her head. Logan stuck his hand out, which Hermione took as Logan led the way to the dance floor packed with people dancing to the classical music coming from the large array of instruments in the corner of the ballroom.

Hermione placed one of her hands in Logan's while she placed the other on his shoulder. Logan's arm was resting comfortably on Hermione's lower back, not straying, to which Hermione was immensely grateful for.

"So," Hermione prompted, "what do you do for a living?".

"I took over my fathers business when I was 18, he ran a large chain of Casino's in America and Europe, and I have now just started producing a chain of hotels."

"Impressive," Hermione joked, and Logan cracked a smile.

"I should be saying the same to you. Malfoy right? Don't you own this hotel and that large chain in England? I've heard they're very successful. Plus there's old family money somewhere in there."

"My husbands money, actually. He's Draco Malfoy."

"I've heard whispers about you too, Mrs. Malfoy. You have a pretty successful fashion business I hear?"

Hermione blushed and slightly tilted her head.

"Thank you," she murmured," but I never thought I would be here, dancing in a gorgeous dress, in a beautiful ballroom filled with rich people."

"Life is full of surprises," Logan quoted.

"That it is," a silky voice cut in, causing Hermione to freeze and slowly turn toward the sound.

She was met with the sight of gorgeous silver eyes full of emotion, and pale blonde hair that looked effortlessly messy. He was wearing an expensive grey suite that made his eyes look even better, if possible, with and emerald green bow tie and black undershirt that set him apart from all the other men wearing classic black tuxes.

"I don't suppose that you would give your husband a little peck one the check. After all dear, I haven't seen you in ages,"  he said

"Shut up and kiss me, Draco."

And he did.

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A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading! Sorry for it being such a short chapter and before you yell and scream at me for not updating in ages( sorry about that) I want you to know that I had a good reason. We had xo Frances at school two weeks ago, and for the past two weeks I've been having terrible migraines.

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