It was almost four in the afternoon, Draco puts on a black buttoned sleeves and a good tie before going out on a date with Emma. He thought that going on a date with her would clear his mind from his you-know-who.
But before that, he opened the book that he bought a day ago that was all about Muggles. He has to make sure that she won't suspect that he is in fact a wizard.
It was then five pm as he steps out of his house, making his way back to the leaky cauldron and on his way to the muggle world.
He makes his way to the pub, seeing Emma in a bright red dress, standing outside the pub as she puts on her red lipstick.
Draco took a deep breath, and walked over to her. "Sorry, I'm a bit late.." He says as he awkwardly hugs her. "It's all right." Emma smiles, eyeing him from up to down, noticing he didn't brought any flowers with him. It was surely a friendly date she thought to herself.
"Since you're not from here, I know a great place where to get some grub!" She smiles. "Come on" she continues as she offered her hand to him, Draco holds her hand as they head down the streets of London. They stopped by a restaurant downtown which wasn't fancy yet looked like something Draco can afford.
They sat down near the window, over-looking the streets and a magic shop right across.
"So, Draco tell me about yourself"
"About myself? Hmm.." he stopped for a moment and thought about a muggle job. "I'm an.. adventurer" he lied, though it was the only thing close to what he wanted to say. "I travel a lot. With some friends and uh. Let's just say there's this one in particular who didn't come with me in London so.."
"That's terrible." Emma pouts. "Yeah well, that's life. I'm still planning on going to a lot of places." He said. "Have you been to paris? It's like the most romantic city in the whole world! It's breath taking, actually.. My family and I went there when I was a baby. Before they died."
"Oh, that's heartbreaking." Draco frowns.
"Well I was two years old when they died. I was left in the orphanage and the care takers thought my parents were freaks. I don't even know why'd they say that."
"Freaks?"
"Like, extraordinary people. I think they've said they used to work in a circus, I just can't remember. How about you? How's your family?"
Draco paused for a moment and looked down, trying to avoid that particular conversation. "Oh, I'm sorry for bringing that up."
Luckily, the waiter saved him from a bad light and asked them their orders.
"I'll just have a ceasar salad, what about you?" Emma looked upon Draco's grey eyes.
"S-same thing."
"Now Draco, where do you actually live? You seem pretty mysteriously interesting" she says.
"Um.." he looked over the place, looking for words that sound like an actual place. He looked out at the window, conveniently saw a shop named American Apparel beside the magic shop.
"American--"
"You're an american? Wow! And you have a british accent that's cool! Did you grow up there with british people or?"
"British people"
"That's fantastic! So this is your first time in london?" She asked and all he did was nod because the rest of her questions he hasn't got any other answers prepared.
"It must be awesome to be an adventurer.. I'm still stuck in college and still wishing that someday I become a politician or a lawyer or an ambassador or something like that." She chuckles.
Their food was served but upon seeing Draco's salad he tries to avoid contact with Emma in case she asks something he doesn't know the answer to.
"How old are you, Draco? Do you go to college or have you graduated?"
"These muggles do ask a lot of questions" he muttered.
"I'm sorry, what was that? I didn't hear--"
"Oh sorry, do you mind? I need to go to the loo" Draco nervously said, standing up and making his salad drop to the floor.
He hurried to the bathroom and washed his face. "Merlin, how did I end up here again?" He asked himself in the mirror.
"If only Hermione was here-- no! No. No. No. This is why you're here alone, remember? This is why you're on a date with that girl." He contradicts himself.
"Hey man, do you happen to see an extra tissue there? I'm on the third stall" a man called out, letting out a loud and unpleasant noise echoed in the bathroom. Draco quickly walks away.
I need to end the date. No. Wait. Yes. No. Fuck. He said to himself as he sat back down the table.
"Your salad fell" Emma laughs.
"Yeah, my bad" Draco nervously laughed with her. As the door opened, Emma stopped and stared, making Draco turn around. He looked just about their age, guessing she knows him.
"Oh him? He's.. my ex-boyfriend. Douchebag he is, really."
"Oh." Draco nods, but knowing this is getting a lot more awkward he took a sip of water.
"Have you had any ex-girlfriends, Draco?"
None, unless if we talk about the yule ball it would have been petty pansy but other than that no. He wanted to say. Surprisingly, Hermione popped into his head for no reason.
He had watched her sleep the first time they shared a room together. He saw her smile, saw her mad, saw her sad. Nonetheless he doesn't know why she was on his mind.
"No" he replied.
"Really? Is this your first date? It's just truly unbelievable. Like, I could've guessed a lot of girls drool over you."
"That's not what Hermione said" it wasn't long until he realized her name had slipped out of his lips.
"Hermione?"
"She's... a friend of mine."
"Oh. Thought it was an ex. But you know, she could be wrong"
"Wrong? How? She's the smartest wi-- woman of our age"
"I can sense she likes you, of course. I mean take it from me but she's your friend and if she doesn't say that you're not that bad I assume she likes you."
Draco stopped and took a sip on his drink once more, trying to avoid the awkward conversation. We're here to date, not to talk about Hermione. He thought.
The night didn't go as planned, sadly. The rest of the date went pretty silent. It wasn't as successful as he thought it would be. What would Hermione think? He asked himself. No.. she wouldn't care. You don't need to tell her.
And that was Draco's first, and definitely awkward date and he managed to get out of it without a trace of her hinting he is a wizard.
He then heads to the leaky cauldron, sighing as he walks past Luna and Rolf who were bringing their luggages out.
Luna was surprised at the sight of Malfoy walking out of the muggle world. "Draco," Luna called, making him pause and look at them.
Draco looked liked he had survived a beast, and that was exactly Luna expected. "You seem a bit tense, Draco. Did you fight the beast?"
"Beast? What beast?" Draco muttered but then he realized, Hermione had done that so Luna wouldn't think she was out with him.
"Ah umm.. yeah. It's dead."
"What did it look like?" Rolf asks. "A beast" Draco replied sarcastically.
"Of course we know it's a beast, Draco we're asking what it looked like" Luna says, taking her bag and putting it on her shoulder.
"He's got a lot of hair, a horn, two big pointy teeth"
"I've never seen a beast like that before" Rolf says, looking suspicious.
"Look, I really have to go" Draco says, nervously going home.
As he got out, Luna begins to suspect him. "Do you think he turned into a beast?"
"A werewolf, probably" Rolf replied.
"Should we warn Hermione?"
"I think so, yeah" Rolf nods in agreement.
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"Malfoy!" A familiar voice had called him from behind.
"Zabini, Parkinson"
"We saw you come out the leaky cauldron, bet Pansy ten galleons you shagged someone there, true or false?"
"The hell are you talking about?"
"Just answer our question, did you or did you not just had a one night stand? I need my galleons, Blaise" Pansy crossed her arms, impatiently waiting for her money.
"False."
"Fuck" Blaise muttered under his breath, taking out coins out of his pocket. "Thank you" Pansy teases, taking the coins away from him, sticking out her tongue as an insult.
"Anyway, what were you doing there?" Blaise asks.
"Nothing."
"Cut the crap, Malfoy, you're always up to something." Pansy raised her eyebrows.
"I was out on a date, okay?" He says, raising his hands sarcastically.
"Ooooh, with who?" Blaise teased, poking
"Bet you another ten galleon I say Hermione" Pansy points at Blaise.
"Piss off you got your money! Plus I agree on you with this one"
"Okay hold on, why would you think I'm going out with Hermione?" Draco raised his eyebrow.
"Just a strong feeling" said Pansy, emphasizing 'strong' whilst winking at Blaise.
"Piss off" Draco rolls his eyes.
"Oh come on, Draco! Let's go get some grub! Pansy's treat!" Blaise called out. "My treat?"
"Who's got money this time?"
"Draco probably" they both looked at him with pleading eyes, waiting for Draco to treat them for dinner.
"No thank you, I'm going home I've had a terrible day and--" before he could finish, he then saw Hermione Granger exiting a shop not too far from them; she was holding a large bag full of stuff, though what is odd is that he felt the utter need to help her out, not knowing why he would.
He tries to give up his 'act' off by turning around to Blaise and Pansy and says, "you know on second thought we should go"
"Is that Granger? Hermione Granger?" Blaise drew his eyes a bit closer, seeing that it is her, only 2 blocks away from them.
"Granger!" Pansy called.
Draco quickly gulped, the amount of nervousness began moving upon his body.
Hermione turned around to see the three, Pansy and Blaise was calling her. Why were they calling me? Is there something Draco told them? She thought.
Draco practically froze in his spot, not wanting to turn around, his pale face wasn't a good cover up the way he blushes. He was that stubborn, so the two had to pull him to Hermione.
"Granger, as friends of Draco's we would like to give our sincere apology for what happened last year" Said Blaise in a formal way. "But we would also like you to join us for dinner" he continued.
Hermione was in shock, her eyebrows raised and she chuckled a bit and said, "m-me?"
"Yes you, don't you know this man?" Pansy turned Draco around so that he could see Hermione. He was too stubborn enough not to speak, nor to smile at her.
"Now would you be a dear and join us for dinner?" Pansy pleaded. "Malfoy's treat" she added.
She had to think twice about what she want to decide on since they caused trouble at hogwarts last year. But then again it has been a year yet there were no any alarmings of the old slytherin members to cause mischief. So she said yes; and yet what could possibly go wrong? It was just a dinner, and if they did try to kill Hermione they would have been sent to azkaban momentarily.
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