Take a Chance on Me

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I am not J.K. Rowling.

Ahh, just another day… Hermione thought to herself as she stretched out of bed that fateful morning. She threw open her curtains and looked out at her beloved muggle world.

"I love summer."

And it was summer all right. No school, no books, plenty of rest, beautiful days, everything a student loves about not being in school in the middle of summer. And try as she might to feel differently, Hermione loved summer more than she loved being in the stuffy library at Hogwarts.

Of course she missed her friends and Dumbledore and all that came with the mystery of a magical world, but there was something about the muggle world that she loved more than anything else. Although she couldn't pinpoint exactly what that thing was, she knew it probably had to do with being raised without magic and having a passion for doing things the 'hard way'. After all it would be difficult for anyone that was born and bred in a society of people that had worked hard for their own achievements to just give it up at the drop of a magical hat.

Summer, thought a boy named Draco Malfoy, not too many miles away, the only thing I miss is getting to tease the 'Golden Trio' all the time.

But the thing that was undeniable for the Slytherin Prince was that he indeed did miss the 'Golden Trio', no matter how many times he made fun of them and put them down. It was just so damn easy to degrade people who kept proving that they were beneath him.

Draco hurriedly went downstairs to his manor's rather large kitchen and commanded one of the many house elves to make him a quick breakfast.

Today I'm going to London. Draco thought as he ate. He couldn't help but love the muggle world, although he would never tell anyone in the entire universe so.

However, he couldn't deny that he loved the funny way in which muggles acted towards each other, their odd currency and just their general way of life. No matter how many times he made fun of muggles and mudbloods, he had an odd sort of respect for their culture. His father might kill him if he knew that fact but Draco had always had a secret love for the people who found a way to live without magic to help them in any way.

"London," Hermione sighed as she took the train into the well-known English city. She was old enough now to be going to such places on her own, although she never went anywhere without her wand since she had become old enough to practice magic outside of school. She, herself, was well known for being able to defend herself nowadays, and her parents never denied her of her independence, regardless of the threats that posed themselves towards her kind.

Hermione had the day all planned. First she was going to get come coffee, and then she was going shopping! Hermione, under all of her know-it-all-ness, was a pureblooded female. And there was no denying her love of shoes, clothing and accessories. Especially when she had a good reason to be shopping for such items in the first place. And oh, did she have a good reason this time.

Every summer since forever, one of her best muggle friends named Chase held the largest bash of the year. Usually it was right in the middle of summer, and it lasted all night. Everyone who went was only the best of the best. Smart, talented, or just gorgeous, the crowd was full of teenage celebrities. And of course, being the smartest girl that anyone had ever known, Hermione was invited every year. It also didn't hurt that Chase had been her best friend since they both were in diapers.

Hermione figured that her first stop should be to get coffee. Her favorite café was right in the middle of her favorite shopping spots and would give her the caffeinated boost she needed. With coffee in hand she set out to find the best outfit that would show her off, but still be modest enough, 'I mean, I can show a little, can't I?' she thought as she made her way into a store that sold garments that were a cross between lingerie and club wear.

Chase's party is gonna be amazing tomorrow! thought Draco. He had only just gotten his invitation today, and already he was stoked about the party.

When Draco had run into Chase about two weeks ago, he just thought that Chase was a cool person, but not really one that he'd hang out with. He had been wrong however. They had met at a muggle club one night, and just chatted about the different girls in the vicinity, and seeing as how they both had similar interests, they got along pretty well.

The next morning, they had accidentally met again at a café, while in line to get their daily dose of coffee. Both thought it was a coincidence and had afterwards begun to hang out together most every day since, playing muggle video games and such.

When Chase had initially told Draco of the party, the latter was apprehensive. Going to muggle clubs was one thing, but going to a strictly muggle party where he was sure to not know anyone, and yet have to make conversation with those beneath him might be a total drag. Chase, however, quickly won Draco over with promises of beautiful girls and tons of dancing. "Plus," Chase had added, "I want to introduce you to my best friend, she's amazing."

With these thoughts in mind, Draco set off to find something befitting the Slytherin Prince, even if no one at the party would know exactly what that meant. Chase said to wear something comfortable but party ready, what the hell does that mean? Draco thought as he wandered the shopping district. He by-passed shops that sold suits and ones that only sold womens clothes and stopped when he saw a store that sold, well the only way he could think of to explain it was – fishnet shirts and neon pants. This will be interesting, and he heard the bell chime as he walked in.

A/N:

This is my first fanfic, so please let me know how it is. I've written short stories in the past and decided to take this route as I have recently (and in the past) been addicted to these types of stories. Please let me know how I'm doing, and how to become better!

Much love,

wingedfaery