The Young and the Magical

By PepsiAngel

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. I made them out of character on purpose, to mock daytime television. The title is based off The Young and The Restless and seemed corny enough.

Author's Note: I thought this ficca was dead but a friend of mine had it saved on her computer, thankfully. I had a lot of fun writing it, and was in hysterics many times.

Dedication: This chapter is for the lovely Nita, because she saved this story from death.

Hermione Granger, a sixteen year old witch, sat in alone in her silent dorm with only her thoughts for company. The sun was shining brightly and the cerulean sky was currently littered with feathery clouds but Hermione had no desire to be outdoors. Her roommates, the ravishing beauties Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, were out for the day so she was completely alone.

Hermione wasn't always as stunning as she is now, there was a time when she was downright ugly. However, over the summer before her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry she had transformed into the most gorgeous girl in all of Europe. It was actually quite miraculous how it had happened, she felt that God ha truly blessed her that day. On July 31st she had gone to sleep plain, boring, and bookish Hermione with the hair everyone swore animals had been nesting in. When she woke up on August 1st, voila, she was an almost painfully pretty girl.

Her hair was not a frizzy mess, it was sleek and fluffy. Her eyes, which seemed to have lightened to a pale brown, had a lovely twinkle. Her mouth was just a delight. Plump, luxurious lips that any man would pay to kiss and sparkling white teeth. She was proud of how she looked of course, what shallow girl wouldn't be, but there was still something missing. To be precise, someone, a very special someone.

Hermione's spine tingled at the very thought of Draco Malfoy. He was the most desired boy in school, all the girls wanted him as their beau, and Hermione was no exception. Her best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, despised Draco and until this year she had as well. But everything was different now. Draco no longer seemed cruel and cold hearted but loving and yes, incredibly hot. She hoped he could overlook the fact that she was muggle born and still be able to love her, for she was much more deserving of his affection than Pansy Parkinson.

Pansy was evil, plain and simple. Unfortunately, she was the most popular girl and, up until Hermione transformed into a dazzling babe, the most desired. Now that Hermione was the most wanted thing to walk the halls since Gilderoy Lockhart, shouldn't she be with Draco, not Pansy?

"Hermione," came a panicked voice from her door. There stood one of her girlfriends, Ginny Weasley, the sizzling red headed heartbreaker of Hogwarts.

"Yes?" asked Hermione in concern.

"It's Pansy! She slipped on an a water spot on the front steps. She went down hard on her head, knocked right out!" Ginny's deceivingly innocent brown eyes were filled with tears.

That was her problem, Hermione thought forlornly. She feels too much, ya gotta be cold to win the game of love hun!

"Oh, is that so? How terrible," she told her friend in her best regretful voice, but inside she was doing a quick victory dance. With Pansy in a coma, Hermione could make her move with Draco. PERFECT!

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"I heard she'll be out for weeks, there is some potion that Snape knows how to make to bring coma victims awake." Hermione announced to her friends over breakfast the next day.

"Yes, but it'll take a month or so." Ron related excitedly to his small, captivated audience.

Harry was sitting on Ginny's lap and they were feeding each other toast smeared with marmalade. Hermione couldn't help but long for Draco at such times. Imagining it were he and her who were feeding each other, so deep in love. If she squeezed her eyes closed hard enough, she could almost see Draco sitting contentedly on her legs.

"Well, I feel sorry for Draco, losing Pansy like that," said Ginny. "Even if it is not permanent, I couldn't stand to lose my Harry-poo, not for a second."

Harry then started nuzzling his face in Ginny's neck, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. She blushed and giggled while swatting his shoulder playfully.

Hermione sighed, a dreamy look in her coffee colored eyes, knowing that soon that would be her and Draco. Ron, however, was looking at Hermione with a pained expression on his face. Though he would never admit it, Ron fancied Hermione, a fact that would be quite obvious to anyone with something more than air in her head.

But he wasn't the only one, Colin Creevy also admired her. In fact he adored her, no, it was more like an obsession. On more than one occasion he had been caught kissing a picture of Hermione before he went to sleep, that he would quickly stash under his pillow if anyone walked in. He chose this moment to go up to them.

"Hermione!" breathed Colin in an awed voice, which was still squeaking even in his fifth year. "Want me to walk you to the common room?"

"I think I can find my way, Colin," replied Hermione shortly. Colin let out a screech, as she never called him by his name, or she hadn't ever since he had snuck into her dormitory. He was obviously wearing down her guard!

"Let's go, " ordered Hermione in disgust. Her, Ron and Harry trooped out of the Great Hall but Ginny stayed with Colin and averted his attention to their Charms homework.

Harry and Ron started to head for Gryffindor Tower but Hermione stopped them.

"Let's go out on the grounds, I need to get away from that annoying Colin!" she exclaimed in exaspration.

Ron nodded, ready to agree with anything and everything his beloved Hermione said. Harry nodded only because he too knew what a pain Creevy was.

The three friends walked slowly around the stately Hogwarts grounds. The luxurious gardens, massive lake, and splendid forest (though the creatures IN the forest weren't so splendid) were looking just as peachy as always.

Harry and Ron started to mess around, as all boys will do, when they were nearing the lake.

"Stop you two," said Hermione. "Before someone gets knocked into the lake!"

Too late! With a loud SPLASH, Hermione fell head first into the shimmering lake. It might look glamorous from above, but underneath it was just a large area of gloomy blue-ish gray and quite ugly.

A body suddenly appeared before her. Through the murky water all she could make out was a male form. The person wrapped their muscular arms around her and pulled her gently to the surface. Hermione gasped for air as soon as her head appeared above water. She began to turn toward the guy, who she figured was Ron or Harry, when she saw her two friends yelling at her from the bank. Strange; who could her savior be?

"Thank you for saving me," Hermione told him, turning around. "You're my hero!"

She almost screamed when she looked straight into the gray eyes of none other than Draco Malfoy.

He laughed good naturedly. "Oh, it was nothing. I just saw you fall in, and thought you needed some help."

Hermione smiled at him happily. He was so modest! And his arms felt so firm and strong…

"Shall we get out of this gross water?" Hermione nodded in response and they made their way back to land.

"Are you okay, Herm?" called Ron as he and Harry ran towards them. His voice was thick with clear concern.

Hermione barely bobbed her head a bit, she was too lost in Draco's piercing eyes to pay attention to Ron.

"Well, I need a good shower after that," smiled Draco and Hermione couldn't help but smile back. Imagining his wonderfully toned body in the shower, she blushed.

"What do you say I take you to Hogsmeade tonight?" he asked.

"But of course," replied Hermione in a husky voice.

Draco winked at her and then sauntered back towards Hogwarts.

Hermione watched him until he was out of site then she turned to Ron and Harry and squealed.

"I'm going on a date with Draco Malfoy! PINCH ME!"

"Owe," said Hermione after Harry had pinched her. "You were not to really pinch me, you silly prat."

Harry shrugged, "You said to."

"Why do you want to go out with Draco Malfoy anyway," asked a disgusted Ron.

"Well, Draco really has changed," shrugged Harry again. "And Herm likes him, Ron."

He glared daggers at Harry, "Don't side with Malfoy. She likes his handsome face, not him."

Hermione just said, "Well, I don't care what you think. I like Draco, and you can't ruin my mood. "

She turned and nearly ran back to the castle to get ready for her dream date.

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