As the play's ending music decreased, Draco saw all the people below him getting up to leave. His fiancee was still sitting on his lap, his legs felt numb but he didn't care. He then heard sniffles. He leaned forward to look at the face of Hermione.
'Hermione? Are you crying? What's wrong? You aren't still mad at me are you?'
'No.' She said, turning her face away from him.
'Hermione, tell me if your not okay with that Seline girl.' He said softly.
'No, Draco, it's nothing, just forget it.' She said getting up from his lap. She grabbed her purse. 'Come on, Draco, this was lovely, but it's late.'
'Hermione. Tell me. We aren't leaving this box until you tell me.' He said this, running over to the door, blocking it.
'Draco, c'mon let's go, i'm just crying because of the play, okay? Are you happy?' She asked, blushing from embarrassment.
'You're seriously just crying because of the play?' He asked her, looking into her eyes. She laughed nervously and nodded.
'I told you, Draco, I cry at romantic, sad movies, books, and now plays.'
'Okay, well why didn't you just tell me that in the first place? Make me worry why don't you.' He mumbled as he opened the door for her. She smiled.
They walked together down the stairs.
'You worry too much.' She replied.
'Is because of you, you know. I never used to worry this much before you. It's all your fault.' He said, pretending to be angry.
'Ahh... thanks baby.' Hermione said smiling, draping her arms over his shoulders.
He grabbed her upper arms and let his hands rest there as they stopped walking and talked about the play, and Draco made fun of her for crying. She tried to make pouting faces at him, but as she did he just kissed her lightly and she immediately stopped. She reached down one arm and grabbed his cane that he had put it behind her back.
'C'mon, give me my cane back, I look wicked with that.' He said holding his hand out.
'Well, I want to borrow it.' She said lying, she just wanted him to try to grab it.
'You have a purse, I have a cane. That's how it's suppose to be.' He smiled.
She shook her head, curls bouncing around.
He dove at her, trying to quickly grab the cane. She laughed and backed up into a corner, so he couldn't jump behind her.
'Cornered you.' He breathed.
'I cornered myself you idiot.' She replied.
He walked up close to her and then pressed himself up against her.
'Be a good girl and give me the cane back.' He breathed in her ear.
'You want me to be a good girl?' She asked sarcastically.
'Well...just until we get home...or into the carriage.' He smirked.
'Mmm...and what do you plan on doing in the carriage?' She asked innocently.
'I don't plan on doing anything, but I hope you are.'
'And what is it that i'm planning to do?' Hermione asked, gripping the cane tightly behind her. 'I'll leave that up to your imagination, darling.' He grinned, slyly reaching his hand against the wall, near her back.
He leaned his face into her neck, and planted sweet kisses there. She moaned very quietly, so it seemed like he wasn't turning her on or effecting her in anyway. He knew he was though.
'Gonna give me my cane back so we can go home and finish this?' He asked her.
She shook her head firmly.
'Then i'm going to finish it here...' He sighed huskily.
Her eyes widened. He started to un-button his dress shirt.
'Draco!' Hermione exclaimed, 'Don't! What are you doing?'
'Finishing what I started.' He replied.
'Not here!' She cried.
She threw the cane to him, 'Here! Here! Take it!'
He laughed and grabbed his cane.
'Thank you milady.'
He grinned.
'I hate you...' She hissed. 'Sure...'
He said leaning in to kiss her again.
A soothing voice came from behind Draco.
'Draco?'
Hermione went on her tip toes to look over Draco's shoulder. Her eyes widened, Draco knew something wasn't right. He turned around.
'Hey, Seline.' He replied in a monotone voice.
'Am I interrupting?' Seline asked, obviously planning on not leaving.
Hermione sighed.
'No.' Draco said reluctantly.
'I was wondering, Draco, if I could have a word with you.' She said.
Draco looked over at Hermione, then back at Seline.
'I don't think that's such a good idea.' He said.
'No, it's okay, Draco. Go ahead.' Hermione said.
He looked at her with a 'are-you-sure?' face.
She nodded.
'Okay, a quick word, Seline, Hermione and I have to get back home.'
Seline walked a few feet away from Hermione, Draco followed.
'How have you been?' She asked.
'Good, but if this is just going to be small talk, Seline, I really must be going. This is more than “a word”.'
'It's not just a small chit-chat, i'm sorry, it's a few words. And I'm avoiding the subject.'
'Which is?' Draco asked, eyebrow raised.
'Still got the eyebrow look I see.' She smiled.
He gave her a 'hurry-up' look.
'I'm sorry.' She said. 'Do you remember that night, Draco?' She asked bluntly.
'Yes, of course, kind of a big deal in my teen years.' He said sharply.
'Oh, yeah, me too.' She replied, 'Does your friend know about it?'
'Hermione? Yes my fiancée knows about it.' He said, as he looked back at Hermione, standing in the corner trying not to look at them.
'Do you ever think about it?' She asked.
'I used to.' He replied.
'Used?'
'After I told Hermione, I never thought about it again.' He said truthfully.
Tears formed in Seline's eyes.
'I'm sorry if it was a hard time for you, Seline, but I love Hermione and I don't know what your trying to say, but nothing will make me change my feelings for my fiancee.' He said, taking a small step away from the crying blonde.
Seline then looked up into Draco's crystal blue eyes and spoke again.
'Draco, I have a child.'
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