Hermione Granger groaned when she realised that she had invited Draco Malfoy  to her house. Without even asking her parents for permission! What was happening to her?! But she forced herself to not slump down and cuddle in her bed for the next ten minutes, waiting for him to come. She decided to change because there was no way she was going to meet anybody in her house wearing just a really baggy t-shirt that went to her knees.

     After putting on a new t-shirt, sweatpants and styled her hair into a messy bun, she walked downstairs to the kitchen where her mom was. Jean Granger loved cooking and she made sure to pass that passion down to her daughter. Dinner tonight was going to be steak and mashed potatoes with a new sauce she had made.

     The old woman turned to her daughter and asked, "Why did you change your clothes sweetie?"

     "Uh... about that, can a friend come over? We have a project due and we only need to do the finishing touches."

     "Oh, of course Hermione. When?"

     The doorbell rang and Hermione smiled sheepishly, "Now."

     Her mother opened her mouth to scold her about making plans only today but she already went towards the door in a hurry. She shook her head but ignored it to continue making dinner. Meanwhile her daughter was opening the door and stared at Draco Malfoy.

     He smirked her way and said, "Granger. Pleasure to see you today."

     "I saw you at school yesterday Malfoy, get in my house." She said dryly. The two of them walked upstairs to her room when suddenly, 

     "Hermione? Do you have a friend over?"

     She took a deep breath as if to calm herself and said, "Yes dad. We'll just be in my room studying." 

     "Okay, if it's a boy then keep the door open." Henry Granger instructed while not knowing about the red spreading over her cheeks.