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Hermione Granger was going on a blind date.

And she had a feeling that it wasn't going to go well.

The last time Harry set her on a blind date with a muggle, she nearly set his hair in fire. Why? Because that man was bloody married.

However Blaise Zabini's choice wouldn't be that bad would it? He was currently dating her beautiful best friend Ginny Weasley.

A year after Harry Potter won the battle against the Dark Lord, Blaise Zabini came up to her and apologised for the way he and his fellow housemates treated her. Over the months they became good friends when he started to date Ginny.

After her unsuccessful relationship with Ginny's brother Ron, Hermione started to think that relationship was just a waste of time. She always curtly rejected any guy with a 'no', the moment when they were about to ask her out.

No one could complain though; Hermione Granger was a beautiful woman.

Other than her status of "The War Heroine" or the "Brightest Witch of her Age", Hermione was the woman any man wanted.

Her long, waist length brunette curls were something men wanted to wrap their fingers into, her thin hourglass frame body was something they wanted to touch and hold, and of course, her pink pulpy lips were hard to miss. In short, Hermione Granger had captured every man's heart.

However no man had captured hers.

That's why this twenty five old woman was enjoying the warm waters of her bubble bath as she wondered about her dream guy.

Would this guy she was going on a date with, match the dream man from her fantasies? Was he someone she would love, would he get her roses everyday and kiss her deeply every single time he saw her? Would he call her beautiful while they made love?

"We've not even seen each other and I'm thinking of sex?" She asked herself.

Was the guy even good looking?

"Don't go on the looks Hermione." She muttered to herself. "Anything but the looks."

Hermione wanted to be with a guy who's heart was much more charming than his appearance. She believed that true love could only be found if one understands each other's feelings. She didn't care if the guy was physically unattractive; all she wanted was a guy with a big, loving heart who loved her and never judged her flaws or however she was, just like her friend Harry Potter.

In that case, she and Ron were completely opposites and Hermione was glad that they broke up.

Frank Sinatra's music ran in the background as Hermione slowly got out of the tub and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around herself. Exiting the bathroom, she glanced at the clock. Blaise had said that her date would arrive at seven, and now it was six. She had an hour to dress up before showing up to her unknown date.

Humming the tune to herself, Hermione started to put on her make up, (not much though). She wanted to impress her date with her simple yet natural look. In moments, she slipped into her mid-thigh black dress before adding a pair of black stilettos to her feet. The moment she was done, her eyes nervously glanced at the clock.

In probably ten minutes, her date would be on her door with a bouquet of flowers.

Probably.

Hermione sighed and looked herself into the full length mirror, expecting her door to be knocked. She waited and waited ...

Yet there was no sound of knocking.

"Probably he's got into some work." Hermione said to herself before taking a seat on her couch as the music kept playing in the background.

And suddenly it was seven thirty.

Yet there was no one at the door.

And again she waited and waited.

*Ring*

Hermione woke up to doorbell which rang frantically. She sleepily glanced at the clock which showed that it was-

"Nine?" She muttered angrily to herself. "He shows up at bloody nine?"

Two hours, two bloody hours of her life were wasted in waiting for her blind date.

Whatever happens, don't screw it up, Blaise's voice rang in her head as Hermione breathed heavily and got on her feet.

*Ring*

"Be sweet Granger. Sweet." She muttered to herself before opening the door.

And to her surprise, her blind date happened to be-

"Granger?"

Her eyes grew big in surprise as her date's mercuric ones followed the same suite.

"Malfoy?"

He chuckled slightly and gave her his infamous smirk. "I should've known that Weaslette would've chosen you." He said.

So Ginny and Blaise had set a blind date for their best friends.

Oh.

"Um," Hermione started. "Do you want to come in?"

"No, I guess- can we take the date somewhere else?" Draco asked.

Hermione glanced at the clock and looked back at him. He was holding no bouquet of flowers but had his hands inside his blazer pockets. Was he serious? All restaurants must be closing at the moment.

"We could grab an ice cream from the nearest parlour." He further suggested.

Hermione really wanted to murder the blond in front of him. He shows up two hours late and had the audacity to ask her for nothing but an ice cream?

"Sure." Hermione replied with a sweet smile. "Just let me grab my purse."

"Take your time." Draco said as Hermione walked to the sofa and grabbed her clutch. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting." He added as she closed the door.

"No, you weren't." Hermione gave out a fake chuckle an put up a sweet smile. "You were just two hours late."

"Actually work caught me up so-" Draco started and drifted off as they started to walk through the quiet London streets. "I would've been even more late."

"It's alright." Hermione said with a small smile as the two awkwardly kept talking. In all honesty, she was happy to see Malfoy again after he disappeared from Britain after the war.

Being under Voldemort's cruel wings had affected his seventeen year old self in many negative ways. Hermione knew deep down that Draco was forced to join his forces as he had no choice. Sometimes she pitied him.

However now, here he stood in his handsome twenty five year old self, looking much more mature for his age. He had all the looks which a girl of her age wanted, plus his change of heart. He was trying to be civil to her.

And despite of him being two hours late, Hermione liked him.

"So Malfoy, what are you up to nowadays?" Hermione started the conversation.

"Well I was working for the French ministry for all these years and I've now decided to return home." Draco answered as they kept walking. "What about you?"

"Well I own a bakery in Diagon Alley." Hermione answered. "I decided to keep myself away from the Ministry-"

"I get it." Draco cut her off. After a moment of silence, he added "I can't believe we're having a civil conversation."

"Neither do I but-" Hermione cut off as Draco's cellphone started to ring. She was shocked to see a muggle device in his hand as he cut the call.

"I have to keep them for uh- muggle relations." Draco explained when he got another call and he cut it again.

"I guess you should take it." Hermione said as his phone started to ring for the third time. "I waited for two hours so I can definitely wait for two minutes." She added with a fake chuckle.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Absolutely." She replied with a smile as Draco accepted the call and started to talk.

"Hello-" he said when there was a female voice screaming at the top of her voice. "Love I'm out-" he paused and looked at her before turning around to speak in a low voice.

"I know sweetheart. I'll be coming home soon." He said softly. "This girl, Ginny has set me up with is such a bore and a pain in the arse-" he paused and sighed again. "Yeah she doesn't talk much and all we are doing is simply walking around." His eyes wandered around to check if he was loud, and to his bad luck, Hermione was standing right behind her. Her brown eyes threw angry flames at him.

She heard the conversation.

And he was doomed.

"I'll call you later." He said. "I swear I will, bye."

After cutting the call he turned to Hermione who stood there glaring at him.

"Look-" he started.

"Bore and pain in the arse huh?" She spat at him.

"I-"

"'She doesn't talk much.'" She further mocked his voice. "In case you didn't notice, I'm the one who's trying to make a conversation-"

"Oh sure you are." Draco cut her off.

"Oh yes I am." Hermione growled. "Look who's talking. The one who's anhour late for a date-"

"Two hours." He corrected her.

"Two hours late and doesn't even give a shit about the girl his friends have set him up with!"

"Oh I'm sorry," Draco mocked. "Did I forget to mention that I was never interested to go on this date-"

"Neither was I but Blaise forced me to-"

"So did Ginny-"

"And you didn't even get me flowers!"

Draco laughed sarcastically. "So it's all about the bloody flowers. Why do you women expect everything to be perfect? Oh Merlin-"

"You know what!? I'm done!" Hermione screamed and started to head towards her flat which was nearly a block away. "I dressed up for nothing!"

"And I left my mistress for nothing!" Draco screamed back as she walked away. "I hate you Granger!" He further added with a yell.

"The feeling is mutual!" Hermione screamed back as she showed him a rude gesture and walked away.

Draco sneered at her and walked in the opposite direction. What on earth was Ginny thinking?

"You're so dead Weaslette!" He muttered angrily, shoving his hands into the coat.

As much as Granger looked beautiful, she was still the very same- the same old bossy know it all.

Draco still hated her for it.

And he was very well aware that the feeling was mutual.

A/N: Why hello my beautiful readers! I'm back into business.

Only for now though :P

I had promised to myself that I'd start with a multi-chapter Dramione and here it is!

This story is based on the movie 'Life As We Know It'. I just love it and thought it would make a perfect Dramione rom-com so ...

Anyway, I have no idea about my next update because I have my reviews and presentations coming up. Maybe I'll surprise you one day you never know ;)

Till then, R&R and tell me how the prologue was. Mind you, both the characters were a bit OOC.

So yeah, go ahead!