In the six years since she had begun at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, Hermione Granger had blossomed into a beautiful young women, Not that either of her nitwit best friends took any notice. Harry she at least understood, caught up in the death of his of godfather, and while he may not know it, he was as in love with Ginerva Weasley as she with he. But Ron seemed to look right through her, not that she wanted that red headed, freckled, tall, muscular with those caramel eyes to look at her as anything but a friend. Why would she want that? What she wanted was for them to stand up and take notice, not just write her off as there bookworm tutor friend, who happens to be a girl. No This year was gonna be different this year she was going to become the Hermione no one would ever expect. She was gonna be wild and sexy, by the time she was through everyone was gonna stand up and take notice. Boy were they ever.
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Draco Malfoy had never been surrounded by so many people and yet had never so utterly, and completely alone. With the exception of his Father's arrest all his dreams were coming true. He had been accepted as the youngest Death eater ever, and here, Lord Voldemort, his master was giving him a job that would bring him and his family great honor, if, no, when he succeeded he would be praised above all others. It would be he everyone praised, not that blasted Harry Potter. So why did he have this feeling of sinking self-doubt? Was this what he wanted? He knew the answer was no, he wanted to be the best, but not by losing his very soul. So in that very moment he decided he was gonna be noticed, he was going to be somebody, but not in the way everyone thought. He was gonna right his own history and create his own future.
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Dressed in brand new muggle clothes to fit her new image Hermione could not wait to see Ron and Harry's reactions when she arrived at the burrow. Her excitement only heightened when she saw there dumbfounded faces as she walked up the path.
"Hello Ronald, Harry, How was your summer?" Hermione greeted them
"Um...Oh, FIne, fine." Harry uncertainly replied
"Are you two alright?" Hermione asked
"Um Hermione, I think your clothes might be to small..." Ron observed
"Whatever are you talking about?" Hermione inquired
"Ron's right Hermione, Your skirt is awfully short and your sweater is so tight i'm surprised you can breathe." Harry agreed.
"Oi you to are bloody idiots, You look amazing Hermione, come on lets go inside and you can tell me what brought on this sudden transformation." Ginny said as she rolled her eyes at the boys.
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" Ok spill it Hermione, what's with the sudden freeing of the hottie?" Ginny demanded
" This year Ginny I intend to be noticed, I'm a hell of a lot more then Harry Potter's smart friend, and I'm gonna make sure everyone knows it."
"Something tells me you're about to take us all for a wild ride."
" You better hold on tight, Ginny."
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Draco had decided while he didn't have to do what was expected of him if he didn't want to. That didn't mean however that he had to piss off everyone around him. So he's been keeping quiet not agreeing to or denying what is being asked of him. Giving off an air of silent acceptance, he smirked at the thought of how, while he wasn't sure what he was going to do, he was going to do something that would rock their worlds.
Speaking of having his world rocked, as he sat in Diagon alley drinking a milkshake while pansy parkinson prattled on in his ear, he could hardly believe his eye. Was this bombshell walking toward him actually that filthy mudblood Granger?
Indeed it was, but with legs a mile long, and breasts that could barely be contained by her sweater he was having many filthy thoughts and none of them had to do with Hermione's bloodline. Draco suddenly realized how he could shake the very core of his family's world, and have a very good time himself while he was at it.
"Draco, are you even listening to me?" Pansy interrupted his thoughts.
" No Pansy, I'm not, Why don't you go talk to someone who care about the new handbag shipment at witches wears, because I could care less." and with that he got up and began to tail Hermione, because Draco would be the first to admit that the view from behind wasn't bad, not bad at all.
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Hermione felt unstoppable, but her new look wasn't enough, she wanted to do something to make Ron's blood boil. As she walked down Diagon alley to pick up her school things she noticed Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson sitting together outside the ice cream shop. While all of Pansy's attention was on Malfoy, all of his intention was quite obviously wrapped in Hermione, and she found she didn't mind that at all. Draco had really grown into himself, and the ravenous way he was looking at her made her want to feed him till he could eat no more. So when she noticed him get up to follow her, she decided she wasn't gonna make this easy for him, since she clearly made him hard.