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"So this is your husband?" Draco said, shaking Jason's hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't know who you are. Have we met before?" Jason asked.

"No honey. I haven't seen Draco since he left Hogwarts. That was, what, six years ago?"

"So did you just get into town Derek?"

"Draco. And yes, I thought I would stop by and say hello to an old friend."

Hermione could feel the tension rolling off her husband. He was uncomfortable with having an attractive wife, and couldn't stand the thought of his wife out for dinner with an old friend. Particularly a male friend.

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt. However, Hermione and I must be going. We have family coming in tomorrow and we have to get the house ready. It was nice to meet you Dylan."

Jason grabbed Hermione's elbow and lifted her out of the chair. Draco had to stop himself from jumping up and punching Jason in the face.

"I'm sorry!" Hermione mouthed as she allowed Jason to pull her out of the restaurant.

Draco was left with a half empty glass of water and a fully empty feeling in his heart. After risking his life for years, he had allowed the one woman he had ever loved to walk out of his life. He shoved himself away from the table, dropped some money on the table, and left the building.

Back at the Mile's house, Hermione was becoming more and more frustrated with her husband.

"Who the hell was that? I can stand to be a lot of things Hermione, but damn it! I will not be made a fool. How dare you go out to dinner with another man! You made me look like a fucking idiot! How the hell am I supposed to explain this to people?"

"What are you talking about?" she spat at him.

"What am I supposed to say when they ask about your affair? Am I supposed to play dumb? Tell them we are working through it? I can't believe you would go about this in such an obvious manner. I thought you were supposed to be smart?" He yelled at her.

"You think I am having an affair? With Draco?" she asked.

He looked at her pointedly.

"I haven't seen Draco for six years. I told you that. I wasn't lying. Merlin, you are an idiot. You think I would have an affair? Draco has been undercover in the war this whole time. I thought he was dead. But you wouldn't know anything about him now would you? You didn't even stop to ask any questions about him. You just made your assumptions and made yourself look like an asshole while you were at it. Don't talk to me tonight." Hermione said as she threw up her arms in frustration.

She walked out of the living room, shaking with anger at her husband's stupidity. She didn't realize how quick he would revert back to his jealous ways.

When they had been in college, Hermione had known how Jason could get about other guys. Cauldron partners, study group members, even the cafeteria workers who smiled at her felt Jason's cold shoulder. She had thought getting married would have changed that. She had committed herself to him, but apparently he couldn't let old habits die.

She slammed the bedroom door closed. He could figure out where to sleep on his own. She lay back on the bed, and though about Draco. She had to write to him, know that he had actually come home. She pulled out some parchment and wrote a quick note. She told him to meet her tomorrow morning at a local café so they could continue their talk. She let her owl, Henrietta, take the note out the window and curled up to sleep.

Draco leaned against a building. It had started to drizzle, and the overhang provided some reprieve as he contemplated where he was going to stay for the night. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting or when he would see her next, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed at their first meeting.

He pushed himself away from the wall as an owl flew in front of him, dropping a note at his feet. He picked it up and read Hermione's note. She was sorry about her husband's irrationality, and wanted to see him again. Draco couldn't help but smile at her clipped tone when she talked about Jason, and the way she said she couldn't wait to see him again.

Draco apparated to a local hotel and booked a room. He took a hot shower, feeling the water run over his tired body, and crawled into bed hopeful about the morning.

The sun was shining through the window, casting a yellow glow on the sleeping man. Draco winced as he opened his eyes, and rolled over to cover his face. It had been a long time since he had slept through the night. The Dark Lord had been oddly nocturnal during the war, and Draco had been forced to change his sleep patterns while he worked for him.

Suddenly the thought of Hermione flashed through Draco's mind, and he jumped up to get ready to meet her. He quickly showered and dressed, and went down to the front desk to ask for directions. The loud pop! of apparition sounded in the lobby, and Draco found himself in front of a simple diner. He went in and got a table and waited for what he hoped would be the best breakfast he had had in a long time.

Hermione had always loved the sound of high heels on hard wood floor, but today she was wary of her husband's anger if he heard her leave. She had her hand on the door knob when she heard his cough behind her.

"Where do you think you are going? No, don't tell me. You're off to meet him somewhere, right?" Jason asked.

Hermione let out a sigh and let her head drop.

"Jason, I don't want to fight. You can't stop me from having friends."

"I don't stop you. You go out with plenty of friends, and I never say anything. Go shopping with Marie, or go for a drive with Lizbeth. But I forbid you from having breakfast with that man. He's dangerous Hermione. I don't have to know him to see that."

Jason reached out and took a hold of Hermione's elbow. He tried to pull her away from the door, but Hermione jerked her arm out of his hold. She raised her head and met his eyes.

"Don't ever tell me what I can and can't do. You should know better than that by now Jason. I've put up with lots of shit from you, don't think I've forgotten about that little tart Lucy, but I told you nothing is going on between us. I don't care if you believe me or not."

Hermione could see the anger rise in Jason, but she didn't care. She still loved Draco too much to allow this man to come between them.

With a turn and a pop! Hermione apparated to the entrance of the diner. She smiled at Draco when she saw him seated at a table in the back.

"Good morning!" she greeted him.

"Good morning, or is it?" he asked.

"It is now. Thank you for meeting me again. I can't believe Jason acted like that last night. I was so embarrassed."

"Don't worry about it. I would be jealous too if I saw my wife talking to someone as handsome as myself. Especially if my wife were as beautiful as you."

Hermione felt herself blush. They had loved each other for years, but the lack of interaction between them made every compliment new and reminded Hermione of being a young girl again.

"So we talked about what I've been up to for the past few years. What about yourself?" Draco asked.

"Well, after Hogwarts I went to college. I was lucky and attended a new hybrid school. It was traditionally a muggle college, but a few witches and wizards had been hired and so they taught magical courses. It was a nice change of pace from Hogwarts. I didn't date much, the occasional dinner or theatre show. And then I met Jason."

"And fell madly in love and got married right?"

Hermione could see the vulnerability that Draco was trying to hide. She could see the pain he felt from being away from her for so long.

"Not exactly. I thought he was a jerk. I didn't really want to date him, but somehow he convinced me. I got to know him, and I thought he was ok. He was smart, nice, and he was dedicated to his job. We dated our entire senior year, and then we got married. Not because we were in love, but because it was what was expected. My family and his had been hinting at it for some time and so we had a little ceremony."

"So you don't love him?"

"I don't think I ever loved him. He was just the best guy I had dated. I guess we had hoped that we would learn to love each other. But we ended up hating each other." Hermione said.

"So why didn't you divorce?" He asked, hesitant of the response.

"I got pregnant. It came as a shock to both of us, so we decided to stay together. The same week I learned he had been sleeping with a secretary, and that she was pregnant too. I was ready to leave him right then, we were making the arrangements when I lost the baby. Jason could stand the thought of leaving me after something like that. The girl wanted money to keep quiet, but I told her to tell every soul she met. I didn't care. I'm not sure why we stated together after that. I guess it was just easier to be married to him than single again."

She smiled at him, and couldn't help but feel her heart break. She wished with all her heart she had divorced Jason when she had had the chance. He would never let her go now. She watched as Draco reached over and took her hand.

"I hope you still have room in your heart for me." He said with a smile on his face.

"Draco, you are and always have been the sole owner of my heart."

"Then what are we going to do?" He asked.

"We'll figure it out."

At that moment a tall man in a dark cloak burst through the diner door. He pointed his wand straight at Draco.

"Malfoy. Long time no see old friend."

Hermione gave Draco a puzzled look, "Who's that?" she asked.

"A very bad sign." He replied.