A Confession

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Hermione walked into the pub, smoothing down her grey pencil skirt. The bartender nodded to her politely.

"The usual, Miss Granger?"

The bartender mixed up the drink and set it down on the table. Hermione took a swig and glanced around her anxiously. She pulled out the slip of paper an anonymous co-worker at the ministry had put on her desk. She pondered the possibilities of who it could have been.

The doors swung open and Draco Malfoy walked in, his platinum blonde hair gelled down sleekly, not a hair out of place. He sat down next to Hermione, calm and collected. Hermione growled.

"What do you want, ferret?"

Draco ignored the last part of the sentence and smirked his signature smirk.

"Why Miss Granger, there is no need to be alarmed," he drawled in is signature drawl. "Besides, I am the one who dropped that paper slip onto your desk." His eyes motioned towards the paper slip Hermione was holding.

The doors swung open again, and a gang of former Slytherin girls swamped around.

"THERE HE IS!"

The sounds of screams and people shouting filled the pub and Draco swore.

"Shit!"

He pulled out his wand, and his hands gripped Hermione's. Her face flushed pink, and the next thing she knew, she was in a quiet alleyway with the enemy from her schooldays at Hogwarts.

"Granger, I have something to tell you," Draco breathed. "I love you. The very moment I set eyes on you that first day at Hogwarts, I fell head over heels in love."

Hermione's eyes were wide open, like saucers.

"What about the times you called me a mud-blood?"

"I felt horrible every time I did. My father," he explained, "He made me. He said that pure-bloods were not to fraternize with muggles and that I was betraying my family."

By now, Draco's face was very close to Hermione's. She turned tomato red, and felt his warm breath on her.

Their faces drew closer, and their lips found the way together.

"Do you forgive me?"

"Definitely."