Hermione didn’t expect much after she finished her last year at Hogwarts. She had a plan, one that didn’t involve Draco Malfoy at all, yet as she learned during the war, plans never work out the way one expects them do. Her plan was to go into work to help those who could not help themselves. Her plan also included getting married once her career was on track but sadly that part of her plan fell through. now she found herself asking herself what she was doing on a daily basis. She loved her job but she felt as though something was missing.
That, of course, was when Draco Malfoy had come along. She found herself offering her advice to him and offering her help despite the fact that he kept refusing her. She knew when someone needed a sense of guidance and he needed it strongly. He didn’t take too kindly to her ‘sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong like always’ (his words not hers). Which is how she ended up at this exact moment in life now.
Draco never did anything the easy way and he never failed to get under her skin in a way that no one else did. She doesn’t know why she expected this to be any different.
“Honestly, Malfoy, I’m offering you advice. It’s not like I’m trying to control your life. You’re the one who came into my place of work with that sad look on your face. I’m just trying to help you, why can’t you see that?”