AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Here's another story about Dramione.

I'm still continuing 'Under Your Spell' though, meanwhile working on this as well.

This fiction is rated M for mature audiences, as it contains mature materials.

Harry Potter and the Characters belongs to J.K Rowling and I do not own any of them. I just own the story line.

I hope everyone enjoy reading, and thanks for viewing.

Trying my best here on grammar and vocabulary, English is not my first language, so I hope could understand.

Chapter 1

The trip

Hermione was excited. She got to go to the orchestra concert she had been dying to see since she was eight. Her dad was the one who won 'tickets for two' to the orchestra on a horse racing game in the muggle world and oh how she was thankful for her dad. She had been smiling and squealing in excitement since her dad owled and informed her about this. Her dad hated the orchestra, but he knew well, his daughter and his wife were its big fans.

Ron and Harry were both staring at Hermione in confusion. How could they not wonder what she had been thinking, since she had been squealing on one self and danced wherever she was going, ever since this morning.

"Are you alright 'Mione?" Ron asked

Hermione smiled widely as she turned her head and looked at Ron. "Of course I am! Why asked?"

"You had been creeping us out, by smiling all day and acted all happy all day." Harry explained.

"What? You don't like it when I'm happy?"

"No, what he meant was, you had been smiling and acting like a loony, right from this morning up till now. You never told us what happen." Ron answered.

"I'm not a 'loony' you git! I'm smiling because I'll get to see the orchestra next Saturday night and I am so excited!"

Both, Ron and Harry made a face, "And how on earth is that suppose to be exciting?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, that's one hell of a boring muggle show if you asked me. I watched that show once with my neighbor in the muggle world, and I fell asleep a few minutes after the bloody show start." Harry snorted.

Hermione groaned, "Oh, Shut up! You guys don't know a thing about orchestra."

"How can we not? Harry had watch that bloody show and I have heard of their music on the radio. However I have to admit it was rather useful though, when it gets me to sleep whenever I can't." Ron admitted as he rolled his eyes.

Harry nodded and chuckled, "He's right." He agreed.

"Just stop insulting orchestra! Such beautiful music show and it's not worth being insult by the likes of you people who would never appreciate it." Hermione frowned, huffed and crossed her arm under her chest.

Ron groaned, "Come on Hermione, don't get so upset. Remember, we will be going to the Blue Moon Island for Christmas holiday!", he said with cheery voice.

"Yeah, and we're going to have FUN!" Harry excited as he high fived Ron, both grinning in excitement.

"CRAP!" Hermione cried, "I totally forgot!"

"Just great Herm, don't tell us, you can't go." Harry growled.

Ron sighed, "You got too carried away with books again aren't you?"

Hermione forced an innocent smile, "Seems like it."

"So, will you be joining us on the trip or not?" Ron asked getting impatient.

"Most likely…" Hermione answered as she gave herself a thought and count with her fingers, "Yeah, I could. We will be spending only six nights and came back here at Hogwarts on next Saturday afternoon. I could just apparated from our common room fireplace, to the show afterwards."

"Great! You should start packing tonight." Harry suggested.

Hermione meet up with Harry and Ron at the harbor.

"This ship is immense!" Ron said sheepishly, amazed of the sight in front of him, well, above him, considering his head looking up and his jaw fell. His mouth wasn't able to close.

Ron was right. The ship was huge and when Hermione think huge, it was giant, oversized, which was ridiculous for her.

The trio walked into the ship as they saw all the professors guiding everyone into it. The entrance was as big as Hogwarts front gate. To think that Hogwarts was providing them, a week Christmas get away to the Blue Moon Island was unthinkable. Not just the seventh years were going, not just Gryffindors, the whole freaking Hogwarts were going and how will the professors going to handle all these amount of mad students in that one place. Well, the first, second and third years might be easy to control, but the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, most extraordinary beasts were THE SEVENTH. All the students will go wild outside school and she know very well that even people like Harry and Ron would go from silly to insane, what will the rest going to be? Mad ones like Draco Malfoy will definitely self-evolution into an un tame-able monster.

The get away was organized for only the seventh years, to celebrate their last year in Hogwarts, before their N.E.W.T.S. The thing Hermione couldn't understand is, why the whole Hogwarts, why not just the seventh year going? One seventh year is more than enough to handle, and yet the whole cage and level of uncontrollable young wizards and witches. This idea is mad and out of order for Hermione, but surprisingly vice versa for Harry and Ron. Even though Dumbledore had said 'To let the whole school unite and believed that students would enjoy their holiday with their own school mate.' Hermione still couldn't get the point, and so much for being the smartest girl in school.

The ship sailed and was almost arriving. Draco Malfoy getting up from his seat and held up his glass up high, "This is going to be the BEST trip ever! We'll get to sleep with the whole chicks in town and drink butterbeers till we puke!" Every Slytherin male cheered and tossed.

"What a bunch of disgusting man!" Hermione rolled her eyes and her voice was loud enough for Draco to hear.

Draco frowned, "Listen Granger! I had been dreaming for this trip for my entire life, so stay out of my way you filthy mudblood know-it-all!" he looked away.

Hermione sneered, "YOU stay out of my way FERRET!" and she did her best to stay away from Draco as much as possible.

As soon as the ship arrived, the students were overwhelm and ran out of the ship like a bunch of ants, roaming for sugar. Everyone slept in tents and dine in huge party tent. All the tents were placed in a huge field next to a small town in Blue Moon. Tents were everywhere and Hermione was confused, her mind was consumed by tents, tents and tents. Different colour and shapes of tents, some shared their tents and some owned one for one self. The rich ones like Draco Malfoy and such, owned the best tents, they were huge, grand and unlike Hermione's small brown tent, their tents were more like those Roman's kings tent, very beautifully decorated inside. Unfortunately for Ron, he had to share with his twin brothers, George and Fred Weasley, and his sister, Ginny Weasley, and the four of them weren't very pleased. They each begged their mother for a tent, and in the end their mother refused to buy them one each and borrowed them their dad's old camping tent. As for Harry, well, he got one from an old shop in Diagon Alley, he said its not worth buying new ones, well, so be it, and in few days it was torn and when it rained he would sleep in Ron's tent. Ron's tent was a 'full' tent indeed.

Hermione went to the town library everyday in the week, and she would spent hours in there. The library was old and small, but there were lots of mysterious new books in every corner of the book shelves. She would hang out with her gang after spending sometime in the old library. Ron and Harry played cards and chess most of the time. They did a lot actually; fishing, swimming, play catch like some first year did and of course at night they would get drunk and dance together with the some seventh and sixth years students. They were glad they were above the age and were able to enjoy the night life. Hermione never enjoyed partying at night. She preferred not to drink any kind of butterbeers and just sat, ate and drank some juice as she watched Harry and Ron all partied out. She became a laughing stock for everyone in the bar, including Harry and Ron.

Then on the last night of the trip, Draco and his gang came up to her and he began teasing her.

"Getting all 'juicy' again, aren't you Granger?" he mocked, and his bunch of twisted little gang friends would only laughed and join to insult. Hermione frowned and her face was crimson red. As usual, she would spat magic words just to shut him up and if he had gone to far, she would reward him something, either with her hands, knuckles or wand.

"Juice is so much better than those spoiled butterbeers you drank, and oh Merlin Malfoy, you smell disgusting…" Hermione let out a sigh, pretending to sniff Malfoy and wrinkled her nose in disgust, "Oh, phew! You sure smell and look at your bloody face, you look awfully pathetic and drunk. This look and smell really fits you. And by the way, I pitied the girl you are holding right now." Hermione pointed at the girl, Draco had his arms around with. "You are going to bed her aren't you? You always think your little cuckoo down there is all so mighty and I am sure it is NOT! I heard you fucking someone the other day and she doesn't seem to be satisfied at all." Yes, she knew, Draco love sleeping around and he had always been doing it for the past few days. She saw him the other day walking with a blonde girl into his tent. She was reading her book on the bench near his tent, and she swears she could hear moans and screams coming from the tent. She lied on the last sentence though. That blonde girl was moaning and screaming in pleasure, like she was pleasured to the max.

Hermione could see Draco boiled in rage as soon as she finished her words. Almost every Slytherins were silent, some fight the urge to laugh and everyone from the other houses started giggling and laughing. Draco was out of words Hermione thought, and she grinned slyly, but well, she was wrong.

Draco smirked, and Hermione knew that look. He is going to say something embarrassing, as in an insult, or something more.

"You are a virgin aren't you?" he pointed out.

Hermione eyes widened and she was out of words by then. Her face has gone red from both anger and embarrassment. Everyone was laughing and where were Ron and Harry?

"Sock it up ferret!" Ron suddenly came out and pushed Draco hard and he fell on the floor, made everyone who stood around them gasps.

"Ron, stop! Come on Hermione, lets go." Harry pulled Ron and Hermione away from Draco. Then he step back towards the blonde who was on the ground groaning in pain, "You, Malfoy! When are you going to stop insulting? Grow up!" Harry hissed and he quickly pulled Ron and Hermione out of the bar, leaving the Malfoy boiled in rage as he curses.

.to be continued.

Thank You for reading and Chapter 2 is coming up next and here's the preview.

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"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Hermione cried. Draco still stood there and didn't say a word. "Couldn't say anything now, do you? How are we supposed to go back now? I'm going to miss the concert and this is all because of you Eff-ing some bimbo when you were supposed to be leaving!"