POV: Hermione Granger. Summer of 2010...

My world had fallen apart over a month ago...

My husband Ronald Weasley, of thirteen years of marriage, came home one evening from the joke shop, telling me he was leaving me for Lavender Brown. They'd been having an affair for years.

I gave Ronald my everything... and in return he gave me nothing...

Except... for our two beautiful children.

I truly thought Ron loved me... But as usual, I was never enough for him.

After giving up my career and my dreams of working in the ministry, to stay home to raise our children, who were now eleven and eight... and me about to be a thirty-one year old divorcee... And THIS is how he repays me for loving him and bearing him two children.

Thirteen years of my life had been a mistake...

So now here I sit... at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic... waiting for our divorce proceedings to divide our assets. I wanted full custody of our two children, Layla and Hugo. As well as our home. That was the least he could give me... after all the bullshit and bollocks I have endured from his atrocities that have lasted for more than half of my life.

I was patiently waiting to meet my barrister, the Wizengamot were assigning to represent me, just moments before the trial started.

I hoped it was someone I could trust and rely on.

I glanced at my watch on my wrist, seeing they were a few minutes late. Already a negative start in my book.

Suddenly... I heard the double doors opening and alongside entering the pounding of expensive fancy men's shoes.

"Mrs. Weasley?"

"Ahhhh! This is going to be good..." The wizard coming towards me addressed me laughing and ended in a dark mocking sigh.

I scooted my chair out to confront this man's rude behavior. Who did he think he was?!

I stood, as I soon as I wanted to sit back down and bury my head in my hands...

He looked exactly the same...

The smug, cunning, arrogant, snake, foul, bastard... I loathed for more than twenty years was standing in my midst. Smirking behind his black rimmed glasses, standing tall in his impeccable onyx fancied suit, with his frosted slicked back hair and shiny wingtip shoes.

Draco Malfoy.

He was moving his head side to side, staring into my eyes, placing his hands in his fancy pocket trousers...

"I can't say I'm not surprised to see you here today, Granger." Malfoy arrogantly teased me again making my cheeks heat from anger.

I also had a twinge of instantly being attracted to him. Dammit... I was always attracted to him... I just hated him too much to ever fully let myself like him. He was horrible to me...

"What are you going on about, Malfoy?! You haven't got a clue into my personal business!" I spat folding my arms across my chest.

"Hhhmmm... you sure about that Granger?" Malfoy brought his plump lips together moaning and maliciously smirked, while waving his wand for a stack of parchments hiding in a folder, came landing in his hands.

He opened the folder reading as my stomach dropped to the floor...

"Mrs. Hermione Jean Granger Weasley, has filed with the Wizengamot magical and judicial process to terminate her marriage to Mr. Ronald Bilius Weasley. I, Draco Malfoy..." He paused, saying his name in a seductive, boasting, and aggravating way, looking up at me winking and throwing his wand and folder on the table behind me.

"Have been appointed your barrister to represent you Mrs. Weasley, by our honorable wizarding system. I happily took the case..." Draco smiled looking as if he were about to fall over in utter glee in seeing my pain.

"YOU?! NO WAY in Devil's Snare... will you be my lawyer! You couldn't care less about my well being! This is a game for you you arsebag! You have no idea what I've been through DRACO MALFOY!" I cried my fury not being able to keep my composure.

He stood staring at me seeming to have a small glimmer of sorrow. I rolled my eyes and turned around gathering my belongings to leave as I felt him grabbing my upper arm.

I yanked my arm back from his hold, "EXCUSE ME! Do not touch me, Malfoy!" I yelled sniffing my tears. And he began to defend his own expertise with me...

"Listen here, Granger! I'm a fucking good lawyer and I am going to win this case! Everything you want against that Weaseldouche you're going to get it! I've studied your file for weeks! I know you're hurt! I know you want justice..." Malfoy ceased for a moment again, coming so close to me, I thought he might actually try to kiss me. Our bodies were inches from each other. I was paralyzed in shock and honest arousal...

"And you Granger... are going to get fucking justice, as long as you stick with me." Malfoy affirmed in his ego, staring deeply into my eyes. I returned our heated gazes watching him intently wondering what he might say next.

I cleared my throat breaking the moment, stepping backwards, away from him, nodding my head yes and agreeing to Draco Malfoy representing me in my divorce against Ron. Merlin help me.

"Yes, as long as you promise to fulfill your duties Malfoy, I will accept you as my lawyer." I stated with confidence and showing that I was in charge.

He laughed at me again in his tauntingly presumptive debonair chuckles. Licking his captivating lips to speak once more...

"As long as you let me take the lead of being on top of you... and you keeping your stubborn trap shut, we will do just splendid, Granger." Malfoy grotesquely insinuated his side of his bargain. Giving me his devilish grin...

"Uggghh," I huffed rolling my eyes and stuck my hand out to agree with him. I hated to admit it, but I needed a ballsy lawyer and Draco Malfoy was my Slytherin ticket.

He took hold of my hand, lightly shaking it and never leaving his aquatic blue eyes hidden behind his extremely attractive dark glasses, off of my gazes. Beginning to speak in our banter once more...

"You still... are the most irritatingly beautiful witch I've ever known. You haven't changed one bit Granger." Malfoy flirted with me still gripping my hand firmly. I swore we had been holding our hands together, for what destined to be, at least a couple of minutes...

"Can we get back to the task at hand please!" I yelled ignoring his ambiguous compliment.

He jerked my hand forward, pulling our hands to come to his right side, forcing my body dangerously forward and making me slam into his tight physique.

I was speechless. The only person in existence who could make me unable to speak was literally holding me captive and bringing me down with him.

Malfoy looked fiercely down into my eyes.

My breathing became quicker in sharpening panic.

I whispered, "This is unprofessional!"

He rebutted...

"This is only the beginning..."

Malfoy began to lower his lips in anticipation to mine...

The double doors briskly opened again, with the large crowd of the Wizengamots making their way inside. I pushed Malfoy hurriedly back to my reality...

Malfoy pulled out my chair helping me to sit down. Following with sitting next to me. I kept my eyes focused on the wizards and witches in front of me awaiting for Kingsley Shacklebolt, Ron, and his lawyer to join in our trial.

Suddenly I heard Draco speaking to me in my mind through his famous Legilimency skills I often heard about...

"Just relax and know I'm going to take care of you..."

"In every way possible..."

I turned to look at him as we was haughtily smirking at me. Giving me a desirable wink.

No. This is not going to happen! This is the last thing I needed, was another relationship with a pompous prick...

I then wondered...

looking at his doting delicious hands, thumbing through my papers preparing himself... what would they be like touching me?

Merlin... Hermione! Merlin... please, help me...