“I thought it would only be sad old men and one handsome me drinking here tonight. So imagine my surprise when a beautiful witch walked in. And then to my greater surprise, it was you.”
Hermione rolled her eyes at him. “Lying flatterer.” She lightly slapped his shoulder with the back of her hand for emphasis. She didn’t actually seem angry though. Just a bit irritated.
“No lies, Granger. You seem to have figured out how to stop looking like a walking library and instead look like a witch. It suits you, whatever you’ve done.”
“Mostly, what I’ve done is lose twelve and a half stone of ginger.” Hermione finished off her drink and signalled to the bartender for a refill.
** Newly divorced from their respective ex-spouses, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy unexpectedly run into each other in a pub on Valentine's Day and well, you know. An explicit one-shot written for Valentine's Day**