Disclaimer-I do NOT own Harry Potter or the characters in This Story. I just want to "borrow" them for a little while…
Dreaming of You
Hermione was having an awesome time at Club Mag, the Club Med of the Wizarding World, when she noticed piercing grey eyes staring her way. The boy's flowing blonde hair framed his smirk covered face beautifully. 'Man, Malfoy seems to be getting hotter every year', thought Hermione as the blonde walked swiftly towards her. "Why Hermione, did it hurt?" Hermione had a quite puzzled look on her face. At this Draco smirked and said smugly, "Why, when you fell from Heaven, baby!"
At this, Hermione giggled. No one had said such a corny phrase to her before. Well the guys had a reason to after all, Hermione dare I say, was dressed quite provocatively. With her red tank-top (baring her tanned stomach and silver hoop belly-button ring) with the Playboy symbol on it and her beige mini-skirt, topped off with black Stilettos and a heel 4" high, it WAS believable that she seemed so on fire to Draco that he's drawn to using dumb "get into bed with me" language.
"Ya' say that to ALL the girls?" Hermione breathed a smirk of her own forming her face. "Why don't you find out?" whispered Draco slyly. At this they got closer when the music turned into loud, annoying beeps.
"WHAT'S THAT?" screamed Draco covering his ears. "I don't know, I don't know," shouted Hermione back also covering her ears, "stop, Stop, STOP stupid beeping!" screamed Hermione at the top of her lungs as she closed her eyes tightly.
She opened her eyes again, staring at her room's ceiling. "DARN IT!" Hermione cursed under her breath as she turned off her alarm clock and the beeping was gone.
A/N –So, did you like it? Don't worry, 2nd chapter will be up soon please Review! Thanks
-The Royal Roachman.