Disclaimer: Any of the characters in the following text that is recognized as J.K. Rowling's work belongs to her. Any bits of the plot that is recognized from the film, "A Month with 15 Girls" belongs to the play writer of the mentioned movie. I only own the characters that I've made up and bits of the plot not recognized from, "A Month with 15 Girls".

A.N. I know the story might be a little slow...but I promise Hermione/Draco eventually. If it's not slow then it would be OOC...plus...they can't just get together like BANG! There has to be a prelude and...the chase. ((smirk))

Prologue: How it all Started

"Mr. Malfoy, I'm sorry, but Zabini here seems to have no consideration at all for the rules of the contract."

A fat, beefy man sat in an elegant wheelchair, smoking a cigar. It seemed that the wheelchair was not designed to fit his capacity, as it was creaking and groaning rather miserably under his weight. The man seemed to think so too, he pressed a polished black button on one of the expenisve telephones surrounding his overcrowded desk, "Jean, get me another wheelchair... And for heaven's sake, get a bigger one, so that I don't have to ask for your assistance to help me out of these confounded things!" Then, rather distractedly, he lit another cigar, sighing contentedly as the foul odor spread across the room.

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. Yes... Do you understand that Zabini has jeopardized the whole Wizenhog of the Wizarding Celebrity Community? Have you read the Daily Prophet? The Quibbler? Whizbee Gazzette? Hell! Even Which Broom? has something juicy about Zabini, and its supposed to be concerned with broomsticks!" The beefy man started throwing magazines and newspapers on the already overcrowded contents of the desk. One overly-exaggerated cartoon of Zabini caught Draco's attention, he picked it up and skimmed over the contents.

The Name's Blaise, Playboy Blaise.

Blaise, Italian hottie has yet again dumped his newest girl friend, Cho Chang. Yep, you got it, Chang is the heiress of the infamous Chang Co., currently managed by Chang Senior. Cho-beautiful, intelligent and dirty rich! So what reasons does Blaise have for dumping Cho? After going out for only 2 weeks, this has got to be the newest record. Last time we checked it was still 3 months. Looks like Blaise has been super active lately! Rumor has it that Blaise is now dating Marietta, Cho's one-time school friend. Marietta is supposedly 2 months pregnant with baby Charlie. That is, Blaise's baby. So how does Blaise get out of this one? Or is he really going to have to settle down with Marietta?

Reeter Sketa, The Quibbler.

Malfoy chuckled, yes, Blaise was active but he wasn't foolish enough to land himself a life-long commitement...besides, The Quibbler is known for spouting rubbish, and that Skeeter woman is not the most reliable reporter ever... Yes, famous reporter for the Daily Prophet, Reta Skeeter, has been reduced to little known Reeter Sketa, working for The Quibbler... with the help of a certain bushy haired brunette.

"Mr. Wimble, believe me, I know...let me just have a talk with Zabini, okay?" Malfoy was a statuesque man with blonde hair, the celebrity type, the type that all girls would go wild for, but he was not interested in being mobbed by fan girls...He wanted to do something more rewarding, with more gold and less publicity. He had, after all, the responsibility to uphold the family honor, and that meant, in Malfoy terms; more gold.

"Malfoy, we've tried that before, but what came out of it? Zabini is uncontrollable when it comes to girls...so he has to pay the price. Malfoy, you are a very good financial manager, but as you've only worked with Zabini before, you have to go too. I'm sorry."

"What?"

"You may go."

"Look, Mr. Wimble, Zabini's been a blast. Believe me, I know when someone's going celeb, and Zabini's definitely one of them. The public won't forget him so soon. They would be demanding Zabini, and if you don't get him out there, Wurble Wiz. Celebs are gonna get him, and you will pay the price. Give me two months, two. I'll make sure he hits the top 3 most wanted in Wizarding Community."

"You've got two months."

" 'Mione! Check this out! Have you seen the latest Whizbee Gazzette? I can't believe it, here look!"

"Ginny, pur-lease, I do not care if Zabini gets hexed to oblivion, let alone his whimsical love life. Now help me with these unicorns..."

"Oh, she didn't mean that, don't worry." Ginny purred, stroking the picture of Zabini, receiving a disapproving glare from Hermione.

In a meadowy plain two employees of the Ministry of Magic were getting ready to let loose a herd of unicorns. Well, at least one was trying to, while the other was gazing lovingly at the beloved Zabini. The unicorns proved extra tricky to get rid of, they were fond of Hermione, and exploring the dark forest where who knows what roamed free, was not very enticing. Five unicorns were busy grooming themselves at the edge of the forest, whenever Hermione was about to getaway, however, the unicorns followed suit, like a miniature troop of soldiers following their chief.

"Ginerva Weasley! Come here this instant and help me with these stubborn unicorns!" A fatigued Hermione shrieked. Ginny, however was too busy poring over her magazine.

"If you read it, I'll help you." Ginny said ina sing-songy voice, her expression was of a child who had just landed in a candy shop. Infuriating, Hermione decided.

"I swear, someday, I'm gonna hex that little witch into oblivion..."

A.N./ Sooo...did you guys like it? Constructive criticism welcome! You know you wanna press that button that says 'Review' :)