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This chapter's kinda long...
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It was a starry night while Draco and Hermione were in a sliver Lexus driving towards the Spaghetti Warehouse, which was a very famous Italian restaurant. Hermione had been there many times, but this was the first time she would be going there without Harry. They had been in the car for about fifteen minutes and the only words Draco and Hermione said to each other were "Good evening." They occasionally would look at each other when the other wasn't looking and turn their heads instantly when the other person looked at them. I'm not going to find anything out this way, thought Hermione, so she decided to break the ice.
She coughed and quietly said, "It's a nice evening, isn't it?" There was no reply for a few seconds and then Draco finally replied.
"Yeah, I guess so," he said with an odd sort of grunt.
"So, we're going to the Spaghetti Warehouse, I love their fettuccine alfredo, it's really delicious."
"Yeah. Ginny always craved that stuff. I was never quite fond of it, I like the penne with tomato sauce."
This is great, thought Hermione. We start off talking about pasta, what's next? Soft drinks?
"Oh," said Hermione, and there was no more talking for the rest of the trip.
"We're here," said Draco. He parked the car, got out, and opened Hermione's door.
"Thank you," she said. As they got inside and waited to be seated, Draco said something she thought he would never say.
"You look pretty tonight," he said as he gazed up and down her dress.
"Oh. Thanks Draco, you look quite handsome too," she said trying to bring up a smile.
"Your table is ready Sir and Madam," the butler piped in. He was quite short and stubby. He seemed to resemble their Charms Professor. His voice had a very annoying French accent and he seemed to bow whenever he finished a sentence.
"Ok," Draco and Hermione said in unison and they sat down on a medium sized table with a checkered red and white tablecloth. There were three lit candles with the smell of cherries and cinnamon. A small loaf of garlic bread and a bottle of red wine were on in the center of the table. To top it all off, there was a piano and violin player and both were playing romantic music. This all seemed familiar, thought Hermione.
Harry and Hermione both sat down at the table and gazed at each other. Their dinner was untouched and the candles' scent of cherries and cinnamon was going out. They both sipped a little bit of red wine, but nothing else. Finally, Harry thought he should ask.
"Um…" he said, thinking of a way he should bring the ring and ask her.
"Yes Harry," she said hoping he would ask her.
"Um… I like the wine," he trailed off.
"Oh…yeah…it's wonderful, isn't it," Hermione said trying not to sound hurt.
Damn it! Thought Harry. I planned all of this out, why can't I ask her? 'Be a man' he remembered Remus' words.
"Hermione," he started.
"Yes Harry," she said immediately.
"Willyoumarryme?" he asked all in one word.
"Huh…Oh! Yes! I will marry you!" she said as they both blushed a strange shade of red.
"Hermione, what do you think?" Draco asked.
"Huh?" she said feeling a little guilty.
"I asked about the song the violinist was playing."
"Oh. Yes, it was…wonderful!" she said with a small pause.
"Very well then, here comes our dinner. Penne with tomato, and fettuccine with alfredo."
"So, you in to Quidditch?" Draco asked while taking a swing or red wine.
"Oh, no. I think it's rather dangerous and overrated." What am I doing? She thought. I need to get along with him, not contradict him.
"Well, it is exiting," she added.
"Yeah. To tell you the truth, I only wanted to join the Quidditch team to win against Pot- I mean Harry."
"Oh, so you're not that interested in it."
"No," he replied. That was the only conversation they had that evening while in the Spaghetti Warehouse. Once in a while Hermione coughed or checked her watched to get his attention, but he didn't notice.
About forty-five minutes later, the left and headed out toward the car. As Hermione was about to get inside, she saw a shooting star.
"Draco, look!" she exclaimed.
"What?" he replied.
"Aw. You missed it!"
"A shooting star, they say if you make a wish when a shooting
star's soaring over the sky, the wish comes true."
"Since when did you start believing in all this?"
"Well, I don't believe in reading tea leaves or palm reading. That's just a bunch of crap."
Draco's eyes widened when Hermione said "crap".
"What? I'm not allowed to say 'crap'?" she asked.
"No, that's not true. So, what did you wish for?"
"Oh, nothing, I can't tell you, otherwise it wouldn't come true."
"Oh, in that case, don't tell anyone. I don't want your wish to be broken."
"That's kind of you," she was about to get inside the car, but Draco closed the door before she got in.
"What?" she asked.
"It's a little early to go, isn't it?"
"Um…" she started.
"Lets go for a walk. Victoria beach is beautiful."
"Oh, yes," Good, she thought. This will give me an opportunity to talk to him a little more.They were walking on the beach and it was a full moon. The waves were up to their ankles. "You know Draco, this reminds me of a poem called The Highwayman."
"I know it," He said. "Ginny loved it. She went crazy over the damn muggle poem."
"You must have really loved Ginny, you know what she likes and doesn't like and everything," she said while walking away from the waves.
"Yeah. Once I've found out who betrayed us, I'll kill em," he said angrily.
"Ron said the same thing," Hermione brought up.
"Weasel King never did care about Ginny," he snorted.
"Ginny's his sister! Of course he cares!"
"He's probably the one that betrayed,"
"Draco!" Hermione cut him off. For a few minutes they just stood there in the moonlight with the waves going up and down occasionally touching their bare feet.
"I'm sorry," said Hermione and she ran away from towards the car. She ran as fast as she could with tears streaking down her cheeks and Draco just stood there behind her.
"Hermione, wait!" he yelled after her and started running. He ran for a few seconds and finally caught up with her and grabbed her arm.
Hermione stood there sobbing in front of him. "I'm the one who should be sorry." He whispered. "I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, Draco," she said between sobs. They stood for a few seconds and their faces were just inches apart and…
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