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Atonement	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 16710 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione checked her appearance in the mirror. She was wearing the second dress she had bought yesterday on her shopping trip with Ginny. It was white lace, stopping just above her knee with long sleeves. The back was open, revealing some of her flesh. She had decided that she would leave her hair down like usual, but used a barrette to pin some of her locks to the side.
Glancing at the clock, she realized Harry was going to be here any minute. Butterflies fluttered around in her stomach. She hadn't been out for a social event in such a long time and was a bit nervous about doing so. She sat down, hoping to calm herself.
"You're Hermione bloody Granger, you can handle a few drinks and a social event," she told herself, trying to build up her confidence.
There was a knock on the door. She stood up and walked over to answer it. Opening the door, she let Harry in. He smiled when he saw her. "Mione, you look beautiful," he said, pulling her in for a tight hug.
Blushing, Hermione hugged him back. "Thanks Harry."
"You ready?"
She nodded. "Let's go." She hooked her arm through his, waiting for him to apparate them.
With a pop, she noticed they were in Hogsmeade. Hermione looked around, a small smile on her face. "I haven't been here for ages," she whispered. Nostalgia filled her mind, making her think of all the years of fun she had had here.
"Everyone's already inside."
Hermione nodded and the two of them entered the pub. Immediately she was bombarded with loud noises and bright lights. It seemed the party was already in full swing.
Harry left Hermione's side to go and find Ginny, leaving Hermione in the doorway. Feeling slightly anxious, she looked around. Spotting Draco near the bar, she walked over to him.
However, before she had took another step towards him, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back. Panic swelled up in her chest as she turned around. Seeing Fred's grinning face made her relax.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Fred asked, cocking his head to the side looking at her.
"It looks like Little Miss Granger decided she'd finally come out and play," George answered with a smile.
"And on our birthday no less, George."
"How did we get so lucky Fred?"
Hermione giggled. She gave them each a hug. "Happy birthday boys. I didn't have time to get you anything, I'm sorry."
Fred hugged her again. "Seeing you here is a present in itself."
George nodded. "We've missed you Mione, and we were starting to worry that we'd never see you again!"
Hermione laughed, shaking her head. "Well, I've seen the light boys, and I'll be out a lot more from now on."
"Good," George said with a smile.
"Now, we'll let you go see the ferret at the bar," Fred said with a wink.
Hermione giggled once more, before making her way towards the bar. She really had missed them. "Hey," she said, sliding into the seat next to Draco.
He turned, smiling when he saw her. "Wow, you look great."
She blushed. "Thanks Draco, be a gentleman and buy me a drink."
He let out a laugh, motioning for Madam Rosmerta to bring over another round. She placed four shots down on the counter, smiling brightly at Hermione.
"Firewhiskey tonight?" she asked, arching her eyebrow at him.
"It's what I was drinking before you arrived," he said with a shrug.
Hermione nodded, knocking the liquid back. It burned the whole way down, making her eyes water. It had been a while since she had drunk the amber liquid.
"Do you want to get dinner tomorrow night?" Draco asked, smiling at her.
Hermione eyed him warily. "I thought you were seeing Astoria?"
Draco nodded. "I am, but that doesn't mean I can't take my best friend out for dinner, does it?"
Hermione smiled softly. "I suppose not. Oh alright, when and where?"
"Moreau's in London, it's Italian. And say, six o'clock?"
Hermione nodded. "That sounds good."
Draco beamed, "Wonderful."
They continued their round of shots. Eventually, Fred and George came over, and had a round or two with them as well.
"I think it's so ironic that you two were born on April Fool's Day," Hermione said with a giggle.
Fred furrowed his eyebrows. "We're not fools Hermione."
"I don't see how that's funny," George added.
She looked at the two of them wide eyed. "You mean you've never heard of April Fools?" They both shook their heads. "Well, it's a Muggle holiday, well, not really a holiday, but sort of, but-"
"Your rambling Hermione," Draco said, raising his eyebrows. She was so adorable when she was drunk.
"Oh, right," she continued. "Well it's a holiday for jokes! You pull jokes on someone all day long, and that's just like the two of you!"
Fred grinned mischievously, "A day for jokers?"
Hermione nodded. "It's quite funny, unless you're the one at the receiving end of the joke."
"Well, Hermione thanks for that interesting bit of information," George said, giving her a quick pat on the back. He took off. Fred blew her a kiss, before following his brother.
"They're so nice," Hermione said dreamily.
Draco nodded. "Yes, they are. I like the twins."
Hermione arched her eyebrows. "Are you gay?"
Draco sputtered, "Potter."
Hermione laughed. "You like Harry? I hate to tell you this Draco, but he loves Ginny."
"Hermione?" Harry asked from behind her.
Turning, she giggled when she saw him.
"I don't fancy you Potter," Draco said, giving him a look of disgust.
Harry shook his head. "I came to check up on her, but it seems it's a bit late for that. You got her drunk," he said accusingly.
Draco shook his head. "I did no such thing, she got herself drunk."
Harry looked at him suspiciously.
"She's having fun, look at her."
"She won't remember this by tomorrow," Harry countered.
"That's even better then," Draco said with a smile. Harry still scowled. "Look, everyone else is drunk too. But she's fine. She's here, what more do you want?"
"I want you to take her home, and make sure she's alright."
"Sure, sure," he said, standing. "Hermione, we're going home."
"Can I sleep in your bed again?" she asked, smiling at him.
Draco froze, his cheeks getting hot.
"What did you do?" Harry asked, his cheeks growing red with anger.
"Nothing," he stammered. "She spent one night at my place, but we didn't do anything, I swear!"
Harry narrowed his eyes. "You told me nothing happened between you!"
"It didn't I swear, it was after the Weasley incident... she was so upset, I couldn't just send her home like that!"
Harry rubbed his temples. "You know what, just get her home."
Draco nodded; glad he was escaping with his body still intact. Potter had obviously had a bit to drink, and looked ready to kill. Who knew the Boy Wonder would be so protective?
"Put her in her own bed," Harry shouted after them. Draco gave him a thumbs up, causing Harry to chuckle.
Wrapping his arms around Hermione, he disapparated them with a pop.

Looking around, she giggled. "We're at my house."
"I know Hermione," Draco said, pulling her towards her bedroom. Once inside, he helped her out of her dress. Moving towards her dresser, he pulled out an old Quidditch jersey and some shorts. He helped her pull them on, which was more difficult than it sounded.
After she was dressed, he helped her into bed.
"I'm real proud of you, you know," Draco said, giving her a smile.
"Thanks Draco," she mumbled sleepily. "I was ready."
"You are ready," he said, brushing the hair from her face. Standing up, he made his way towards the door. He was about to leave, but her small voice stopped him.
"Thanks for being my best friend."
He looked back, "Thanks for being mine."
Closing the door behind him, he looked around her living room. She really was a neat freak. Chuckling, he stepped outside her apartment. Setting the wards in place, he disapparated.

Returning to the Manor, he was surprised to see his father was still up.
"Draco, how was your evening?" Lucius asked, motioning for his son to take a seat in the study.
"Fine, although I found out that Hermione isn't really one for firewhiskey." He laughed.
Lucius arched his eyebrows. "She didn't like the taste?"
"I think she liked it a little too much," he replied with a chuckle.
"Ah, I see."
Draco looked at his father. "Care to join me for dinner tomorrow night? Around six?"
Lucius pursed his lips, "Only if we go to Moreau's."
Draco nodded. He knew his father would say that. "I'll meet you there then."
Lucius stood and moved towards the table. He poured himself a small glass of brandy. "Is there a reason you want to go to dinner?"
Draco shrugged. "Just a public appearance and besides we haven't gone out together in ages."
"I suppose you're right."
"Good, I'll see you tomorrow. Night Father," Draco said, slipping out of the study. He walked to his bedroom, a smile on his face.
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