Authors Notes: This story is set to just after the war that ravaged Hogwarts. Things will be explained as we go along but however, A few surprise twists are coming.

Disclaimer: Harry potter and character from the Harry Potter Book series are owned by J.K. Rowling. I do not own these characters only however the situations I am putting them into.

I am writing this story for fun and entertainment for other fans. I am not making any money from this I am just a fan of the series.

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Changes In The Wind

Written By Alexaviera J Raven

Chapter One: A New Prospective

Whiltshire,England
Granger Manor
May 3rd,1999

Hermione woke up and looked around her bedroom. She groaned at the lavender purple and pink of her walls. She sighed when she realized it was already ten o'clock. She hurried to her shower and change into a pair of Silver Skinny jeans and a Green spaghetti string tank top. Silver heeled sandals completed her look as she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.

She went to brush her teeth. As she did she smiled and she ran a hand over the Tattoo on her left shoulder blade and smiled. She had been born with this mark, She didn't think it was unusual after all, People were born with birthmarks all the time. However It had always intrigued her as it was in the shape of a star and a crescent moon design. She never really thought about it after she had been chosen to attend Hogwarts though.

Hermione went down for breakfast. She having a cup of Coffee and some toast and went to the balcony that overlooked the lush Gardens of the Manor. She relaxed as she looked at the view around her. She sat and she placed her feet up on the railing as she for the moment just looked at the world outside and something caught her eye. She smiled as a beautiful tawny owl arrived and she took the letter from her and petted her. She gave her some toast and then opened the maroon letter she knew was from the school.


Dear Miss Granger,

Due to the war Hog warts will be closed for this semester however We will re open on September 1st in the Fall. This year you are to be Head Girl. Congratulations my dear girl on a well deserved honor. We look forward to having you again this your last year. We are anticipating great things as always from our brightest student.

Enclosed is your Head Girl badge and your Time Table and Book lists for this year.

Again Congratulations Hermione I am so proud of you!!

Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry

Head Mistress Minerva .J. McGonagall

Hermione glanced at the small silver badge that was sitting now in the palm of her hand and looked it over. She got up and walked to her bedroom and placed it in the drawer of her bed side table and smiled. It was an honor,The highest a student could achieve she knew that, One she had decided she wanted since she was 10 and read Hogwarts A History for the first time.

She had worked hard for this, For this shining moment all of her hard work and dedication to her studies had paid off. This made her happiness soar and the knowledge sweeter to her. She did frown however over what she believed was an oversight on Minerva's part and she re read the letter again before sighing a moment.

Hermione was over joyed of course that she was Head Girl. But there was no mention to who Head Boy was going to be. Hermione just hated not having all the information to her disposal and knew that thoughts of who was going to be sharing a Dormitory with her would drive her obsessively mad with wonder if she let them.. Instead she just told herself that it would be someone who like herself deserved the honor and recognition.

Whoever it is he'll be deserving of the honor. It wouldn't hurt if he was pleasing to the eyes also,But it really doesn't matter as long as it isn't someone who is a slob. I do not tolerate slobbery, Also he must have manners. That is a must or the arrangement will not work no matter how I do try on my end. I hope it isn't Ron.. That would be horrid. She then laughed cause she knew though she loved Ron as a friend and he was her best friend, He wasn't smart enough or mature enough to handle the position of Head Boy.

She had a suspicion of who it might be and for a moment she was quiet and wondered if Minerva would do that to her. She shook her head as she told herself that it wouldn't be him. It couldn't be.

She placed the letter in the drawer with the badge and decided she was in dire need of taking some time to pamper herself. Besides she had a reputation to uphold at least in muggle society standards.

Hermione sometimes wondered how people at her school would react if they knew what she was in muggle society. She knew that even Harry and Ron didn't know her secret. The only one she had confided in was Ginny and Ginny still treated her the same after all. The boys knew that she came from a well to do family but that was it. They didn't know the exact amount of how well to do their friend truly was.

"Williams I am going out, Can you bring the car around in Ten minutes. Please"

"The Bagatti will do for my itinerary this afternoon."

"Yes Mistress "

She nodded. Hermione checked her reflection in the glass and sighed. She decided today was the day she would go and get a full makeover. Normally Hermione didn't care for the frivolity of getting her hair and nails done but she needed a change.

Hermione was feeling like she needed to change who she was on the outside at least. She had after all helped defeat the Greatest Most Darkest Wizard of all time and she decided she could get a Mani and a Pedi and perhaps do something different with her bushy hair. She told herself that she deserved it as well as the fact that it would take her mind off of other things. besides she looked tired. She noticed there were the starting first stages of dark circles forming under her hazel-brown eyes. She looked at her olive complexion and she wished for perfect skin, Skin that was smooth and alabaster like Lavender Brown, Or hair like Parvarti Patel. In Hermione's opinion anything was better than the lot she had been given.

Hermione defiantly decided she needed this day to rejuvenate herself.

"I should not look this tired I am only seventeen years old, It's true that I will be eighteen on Saturday but really I shouldn't look this horrid ever. I feel so burnt out, Perhaps a facial and a sauna are what the doctor ordered. I can relax now Voldemort is dead, The world is now safe for puppies and muggleborn's and for, the innocent people who still live on after all."

She smiled as she walked to the Entrance of the Manor and she put on her silver framed Dior sunglasses as she waited for the car to come to the front. She made sure she had her handbag as she got into the car as it arrived and she looked at Williams.

"I am going for a drive today, I will not be home for dinner" She told him as she put the top down on the convertible and she smiled as she gunned the engine.

A whirl of Green and Silver coasted down the long courtyard to the large wrought iron gate and she smirked as she pushed her sunglasses down onto the bridge of her nose. She sighed as the gates opened slowly. She waited impatiently as she drummed her fingernails on the steering wheel and checked her reflection in the rear view mirror.

"Sorry Mistress it seems that Murphy is on a coffee break I will attend to that forth with"

Came a voice over the intercom. She sighed as there was a buzz and the gate opened fully enough for her to squeeze the car out of it. The Green and Silver Bagatti took off with a cloud of dust. Her vanity plates, "2 HOT 4 U" Glittered in the sunlight as she then perched the sunglasses back up onto their proper place and took off like a shot. The English countryside whirled around her as she drove.

She missed driving her baby when she was in school. She soon was approaching London and she slowed down to a more sedate pace. She pulled the car over outside of Elizabeth Arden's studio and she handed the keys to the valet.

"If you put one scratch on my baby I will have your balls in a vice and you will still be attached to them."

She told the attendant as she then smiled as the doorman opened the door for her. Normally she wasn't so cross or mean spirited but after all she had been through in the past month it just came out of no where. She felt slight guilt but saw the way the man jumped and she also for a moment felt a power.

She wore the mask of a rich aristocrat well and she knew the only time she could be simple plain Hermione Granger was at school. She missed Hogwarts terribly,for it was more home to her than the Palace even. She went to enter the Salon when she decided she needed a little picker up first. Perhaps some chai tea or espresso to somewhat soothe her nerves.

She almost laughed at the thought of Espresso calming her but it did surprisingly,She was already so tired she needed the little wired sensation but also she knew that she loved coffee in all forms and it made her happy and feel better.

She smiled as she entered the red door and her senses assaulted by the calm and serenity of the entrance as always. She smiled as she took a seat and she asked for a Chocolate Espresso and she made sure that Stephan knew she was there for him.

Across the street sitting in a outdoor Café a pair of storm gray eyes took her in. He looked at her car and was surprised by the way she had handled the car. More by the realization of who she was and he wondered about the attitude he had seen her display. He sipped his espresso nonchalantly then he heard from a table nearby.

"Wasn't that Lady Granger Countess of Wiltshire and Ormonde? My she has grown into a lovely young woman it is a blessing she is such a level headed young lady. A bit spoiled perhaps though who wouldn't be with a fortune like hers? It's a shame about her parents, Tragic really but royals are always seeming to get a sticky end. Though with a bloodline like hers and a pedigree I would act a bit snooty too. After all if my cousin was the Queen may she live forever, then perhaps I'd be a horrid person.

Actually no,she's quite strange in the fact she is rather sweet and hosting these charity events and the like. I think she will someday be as beloved and well known as the Princess herself was. Isn't it horrible how she is alone now in that huge manor house, Shes going to become the High Dutchess soon as her mother is now deceased. Yet I read somewhere in one of those magazines, she doesn't like all the fuss and would rather be a scholar than a aristocrat. Absurd have they not seen the woman at her charity events. She glows and shines. She should as a favorite cousin to the crown after all."

The women then went to talking about other things. Draco's eyes narrowed as he thought about his favorite little Mud-Blood and he smirked a moment. He never would have guessed that Hermione Granger lived the way that he himself lived. True he wasn't a muggle but she seemed to be royalty to these muggles who were gossiping about her.

The wizarding world did not have Kings and Queens however they did have Lords and Lady's and Hermione was a Lady at least by the standards of the Muggle's it seemed. He wondered who this Hermione Granger really was. All he had ever seen was a book worm with bad frizzy hair who seemed to be quiet and kept to herself.

So she is a pure blood in muggle standards is she? And what is it with her sporting my colors? She looks good in my colors.

These thoughts popped into his head as he saw the valet park the green and silver Bagatti and he watched as the attendant got out and checked it over making sure there was no scratches. He raised an eyebrow when the man began to take a cloth and clean the dashboard and the windows. The attendant then made a face and he looked down at his pants a moment and gave a sigh of relief.

He wondered when he had missed all of this. She sure played a different role when they were in school and it began to intrigue him. He wanted to meet this side of Granger oh so very much. He got up his white blond hair glistening in the sunlight as he then heard.

"Wow oh my God isn't that Drake? He's that model in the underwear ad's Oh my i'm getting the vapors."

He just smirked as he looked at the girl and tilted his sunglasses down and gave her a wink. He then chuckled. It was so easy to drive these muggle women crazy. He had become the new face for Calvin Klein over the summer, He modeled now until school started up again. He didn't need the money really but he liked the attention and he knew it also made him more able to function as a member of society if he was acquainted with both worlds.

He crossed the street and walked over to the Red door and he looked at the doorman. "Drake Malfoy " He told the doorman who nodded and allowed him to pass. He saw the Valet who was wiping down Granger's car and he stopped a moment and walked over to it. He removed his glasses a moment to read the license and he smiled to himself. "2 Hot 4 U" He read aloud and he just smirked.

Lets just see how Hot Miss know it all Granger really can get shall we?

She's A Muggle Born you really can't be serious?

Why not shes a female isn't she besides,Wouldn't that just piss off Potty and Weasel to find out Draco Malfoy deflowered their beloved book worm?

You just want her and you have since you were 13. Shes a challenge thats all a conquest?

Please you need to stop lying to yourself, you know you have a real turn on for hot girls who are smart. Besides that Draco you love her and have loved her for years, So tell her already.

Heres your chance to talk with her without Potty and the weasel and your excuse for friends to bullocks up the works.

His mind was whirling as he entered the red door and he immediately was assaulted with the smell of Vanilla and lavender, He looked around and saw it was coming from the ventilation. He actually smiled at the way the salon was laid out. He saw women in red robes all seated waiting for their turns with the stylists. He had been here once when he was a small child with his Mum, He remembered back then that he had gotten his first taste of muggle society, At the time he hadn't known of course that it was high society muggles and exclusive.

Draco knew that for Granger to walk in here she had to have a high reputation. Being a countess whatever that meant must be something high ranking for these people to be falling all over her. He spotted her sitting and drinking a coffee of a sort. He took in the way she was relaxed and seemed to be commanding attention from the people in the Salon and not even ordering them about. They jumped to please her and she just seemed a bit bored even, this was his assessment at least as he just went and sat down and grabbed a muggle magazine.

Hermione was waiting for Stefan her stylist as she sighed She closed her eyes a moment as she thought about the way that her life was heading. She for a moment thought of her deceased adoptive parents. They had left her their fortune of course as their only heir and she enjoyed being able to live comfortably, But she wanted to get a career as well. As it was she had decided to change her look and perhaps go into acting of some genre or modeling.

Last year had been her coming out as a countess and since then she had declined to attend balls and functions due to school then due to the guise of her being in mourning. It had been a tragic accident really, That was what the muggle authorities believed. A freak Hurricane that destroyed Manchester borough bridge. Hermione of course knew better as it had been Lord Voldemort who had sent Death-Eaters and they had killed all of those muggles. The muggles had exclaimed it was a freak hurricane in the west country but she knew better of course. She knew first hand what the Death eaters had been capable of.

Her parents Wendall and Monica Granger. Also know as Lord and Lady Granger Duke and Duchess of Manchester were murdered plain and simple. It seemed that at the time they had decided to take a trip to only merlin knew where and why they chose that very day, as they were in the automobile they had exploded, Along with a hundred and fifty other people. Hermione had of course cried but really she wasn't as sad about the news as she made it out to be.

Her adoptive parents were never home and as it was she was abroad at school ten months a year and on holidays she spent the majority of them alone with the servants due to her parents obligations. She had spent the summer of her third year in France but mostly in the hotel room while her parents delegated with their rich friends.

She had become more determined that summer and studied harder and tried to make them proud of her. She took such pride in trying to show them, in trying to get their approval. She never received it and with their deaths it would never come. She would never get the love or recognition that she deserved from Monica or Wendell. They were dead and buried in the ground and she did not feel so much as she would have had they been there all along.

She was brought out of her reverie as she was lead to a waiting room and given her Espresso. The chocolate a calming effect almost immediately and she wondered if perhaps they used Honey dukes chocolates in it. She knew that it was silly but it had the same effect on her nerves as the famous wizard chocolate. She put down her cup and saucer carefully not to chip the bone china as she pulled out her well worn and used copy of Pride and Prejudious. She was about to read when out of her periferal vision a man walked in, For a moment she took in the way his hair was mussed up and glanced at his seemed rather familiar but couldn't place where she had seen this man before.

She then took in the way he presented himself. His stance showed he was used to being spoiled, His nails were manicured and she took in the white button down shirt he was wearing, the top three buttons unbuttoned, a Black and Silver tie loosened, Black designer suit pants tailored perfectly over long muscled legs, He held a suit jacket over his shoulder as he leaned on the door jam and his eyes were covered in a pair of sunglasses much like hers.

She grew quiet as she studied him a moment. She went back to her novel but not before she smirked and winked at him. The man was hot no doubt, She could appreciate a well dressed man like anyone else after all she was still a woman. Though she sworn she knew who he was and even for a moment thought it was absurd. He would not come here, to a Muggle salon and yet.. He must have for the very man that was constantly on her mind to show up here. Maybe she was just self imposing the man she dreamed of nightly on another man,even so if she was for a moment it was as if she felt the electricity flow inside her as it often did when she was near the Slytherin Prince at Hogwarts. Not that she'd ever said a word about how he made her feel.

Draco had taken in the way she was dressed and the way she seemed to look him over as if she approved she had smirked. This made him just for a moment feel uneasy and almost intimidated for a Malfoy that was a very hard thing to accomplish. He took in the air of confidence about her as well. She had walked into the place like she owned it and people were turning their heads at neck breaking speed to look at her. She was in control and in her element and it made him more curious to know what made this woman tick. This was not his Hermione Granger, His know it all book worm, no this wasn't the girl he knew from afar but this was a woman, a beautiful woman who was even more beautiful as she was confident.

Draco watched as a man came over to her and fake kissed her cheeks as he knew his mother often did in greeting other Pure blood society mavens.

"Stefan" She gave him a greeting kissing each of his cheeks back.

"Your highness, it is good to see you again, How are you fairing my dear girl?"

She nodded. " I am better, It seems I have been out of sorts and my reputation dictates I attend a upcoming party. It maybe another boring function where I have to keep Lord Remington from grabbing my arse, or worse from him stepping on my feet. It is such a shame that all the good men are taken or gay. You know you may call me Hermione as it is my name Stephan. After all this time I think that we are friends no?"

"Of course Hermione, I am sorry for your loss mon forgive my ignorance to the matter as I have just heard of it this morning. "

"It,it is a comfort thank you Stephan, I understand. We had the cermony just yesterday. An very unforseen freak of nature that was indeed. I think that I might not be feeling too well could you please excuse me,I'll reschedule for tomorrow if you understand please?"

Stephan nodded as he then smiled and tried to be comforting.

"You come anytime I will have my chair open for you, I have this one design in mind if you are game for something new with your hair. It's something I have been working on. Oh no here comes that American, strumpet you would call her? I forgot she was my next appointment and you two do not get on well."

Hermione frowned as she heard a familiar voice calling to her. She just sighed Stephan chuckled. He knew that Hermione hated the girl calling to her and with good reason of course.

"Paris "

Hermione said as she looked at the tall thin blond.

"What brings you to London?"

She said greeting her with the fake kisses and placing a fake smile on her lips. Paris really annoyed her to no end. However she knew that the blond heiress was the new face of Christian Dior and she had to make nice but only due to her duty as a royal not because she wanted to really.

Hermione heard Paris begin to talk about something that Tinker bell did and the dog was sitting there yapping away,The poor dog was dressed in a pink tutu and had on ballet slippers. Hermione however wasn't surprised as Paris herself was dressed in head to toe pink as well.

It seems both rats in pink are a new trend for this year, it's absolutely preposterous.

This was Hermione's though as she tuned the obnoxious American heiress out, however she nodded and pretended to be interested that Tink as Paris referred to the little for what Hermione considered, Rat in a pink tutu had done on the plane ride.

. "Well my dear it sounds divine, Perhaps sometime we can catch up but as it is right now I am booked solid."

She told her as she then looked at her bored. Paris didn't notice as she had turned her sights to Draco who watched them with interest. He had seen the way Granger had blown off Paris Hilton and he grinned. He knew Hermione had a temper but to see her act so cordially to someone he knew she hated. Yes he could tell by the way her eyes changed to that stare that could kill on sight if possible. He had seen that look many times himself but yet it was a bit different. Paris did not notice the change in Hermione's body language or even when she crossed her arms and glared at her.

"Now thats Hot and tempting! "

She replied. Hermione turned and looked in his direction. "Oh you mean Drake?" She replied as she looked at Draco and winked. Draco removed his sunglasses and stared at her intently. She stared back not moving a moment just smirking more as she did.

Oh Merlin when did he get to be so hot? Wait what was that, Draco Malfoy hot?? Must be the fumes in here getting to me. When did he become Draco and not Ferret or Malfoy??

He has a nice smile when he's not smirking evilly, Oh Merlin he's walking this way. Act natural don't let him get to you. Your in your element he is not ,Breathe Hermione he's just a guy remember how cruel he has always been to you.

You know you want him, You've always wanted him,Your so much alike even you know he's Sexy as hell too. Relax. Do not faint do not fall for his childishness you are a lady.

Hermione looked at Paris a moment. It seemed that Paris was just staring at Draco now openly and without shame. Hermione sighed then shook her head.

"Close your mouth dear your attracting attention and flies,also he's mine so back off."

Hermione told her as she then took in the way he had matured since the war. What had been boyishness was gone and here he was a man a tall and very handsome man. She regarded him as she would others.

"Dray it is good to see you again,What have you been up to?"

She asked properly as she kissed his cheek and he raised an eyebrow at that. He took her hand and bowed kissing her knuckles as a proper gentleman would do.

"I have been traveling abroad dear one, Doing some modeling and might I say you look delectable my lady" He told her. Paris stood there watching the exchange. "Hmmm" She cleared her throat. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Please excuse my rudeness for a moment, Drake,This is Paris, Paris this is Drake,Drake is a old friend of mine from my days at boarding school."

Paris nodded extending her hand which to Draco kissed her knuckles and he looked at Hermione. She looked at him with a smile.

"How is your mother Dray?"

Hermione asked him politely as she took his hand in hers and they were walking a bit. He linked fingers with hers as they went to the back of the salon where there was a lovely Meditation Garden.

Draco replied. "She is well and that annoying bint is staring at me again" He told her. Hermione smiled.

"She thinks your Hot,Really she's an annoying little bitch,"

Hermione replied as she frowned a moment. She felt his hand on hers and it seemed to send something coursing through her. She was quiet and almost let go of his hand wondering what it was. Was either of them touching metal, she felt as if she was shocked slightly and yet it made a warmness spread through her.

"And what does Hermione think? Do I really want to know?"

Draco asked as she then smiled quietly a moment. Hermione looked him over slowly as if she was undressing him and she finally looked up into his eyes and responded.

"Well I have always wanted my own pet Dragon"

Draco leaned against the wall watching her intently. He chuckled a moment the sound came out rich and full from his expression grew serious after a moment. As it did he replied in a voice that was strangely comforting and yet full of untold was going to hit on her and he knew it and was not afraid at all. His confidence level was going up as he had heard her tell that skinny American girl that he was hers.

"You know perhaps this Dragon would like you as his mate. Though he's a master in his own rights and doesn't take kindly to being ordered about."

He told her as she listened then responded by running a hand a moment to his chest and replied with as much of a sultry voice as she could. She summoned all her Gryffindor courage in doing so.

" Perhaps I enjoy breaking in my new pets,though I already have lap dogs, People who just want to be my friends because I'm rich, I know that however your not that way,why are we playing this game Malfoy? Do you really want to continue playing with a Lioness, Dragon?"

She replied as she let her hand slide lower not taking her eyes from his. She for a moment squeezed his crotch and he took in a breath. She let her eyes look deeper into his. She smiled and grinned huge at his reaction to her. It was evident and she wondered what he intended to do about it. She continued to talk her courage growing by the second as she did so.

"I don't play with little boys, Hmmm not so little are you?,No not a boy at all. Tell me Dragon, Why you are here following me? I mean you couldn't have just wondered in off the street to come to a woman's salon unless you are a homosexual and if so.. too bad for me and for all women in the world. However, this tells me the contrary doesn't it?"

She made a slight little throaty laugh at his reaction and allowed her Brown eyes to sweep down slowly. His eyes followed to where she was looking. She conscientiously licked her lips. Her small pink tongue wetting her bottom lip.

"Is that your wand in your pocket or are you really excited to see me Draco?"

He swallowed a moment. Hermione grinned and stepped closer to him inhaling his cologne and she purred. Draco grew a little nervous,this wasn't the same Granger and if she was really like this away from school.. He liked it a great was beautiful and sexy and grown up had already fancied her but now it was more. SO much more and he didn't speak for a moment unsure what to say. She shocked him and was a little 't he suppose to be the one hitting on her?

"What no come back, You disappoint me Draco I figured since it's obvious you want me, you'd have some response, Of course your body's speaking a different tune all together. What is it? Kneasel has your tongue,too bad I'd rather have it,"

She pulled his face down by his tie and kissed him,She had gotten on her tip toes to do so. As it was she felt shaky from the feeling he made her feel from his lips on hers. She kissed him slowly at first then ran her tongue along his bottom lip. He groaned as he gave her permission to explore his mouth with her tongue. She moaned as she pulled him closer and she pulled away slowly. He lifted her up and pressed her against the wall and went back to kissing her in that moment and he didn't care if anyone saw them.

Bloody Hell I want to shag her rotten. Right here and right now. Dammit theres no time and this defiantly isn't the place. I wonder what she's thinking,

Damn theres her tongue in my mouth. Such a turn on She really knows how to kiss.

She tastes like Chocolate. I Love Chocolate!!

Damn the man is hot,he kisses and smells so good too.

This is so amazing. Oh Merlin do not fall in love with him,

He's a Malfoy, He's your enemy, He's Oh dear God I want him.

I Love him! Oh dear now what am I going to do?

Each were in thought as they stared at each other. "My Place?" She asked him as he raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "Let's get out of here and continue this conversation in private" She clarified. He nodded as he then took her hand and she kissed him softly. Paris was coming out of the sauna when she saw Hermione kissing Draco and she smiled.

About damn time you got a piece of meat like that honey,Maybe he'll be the one to knock that stick up out your ass.

Paris thought as Hermione and Draco passed her. "So your not dating Lord Remington then, Too bad he seems like a nice man." She replied as Hermione just looked at Draco and gave him a gentle but lingering kiss a moment before she turned to look to Paris. Draco looked on amused and waited for the fireworks to begin.

"Paris my dear, You are welcome to my leftovers, as always it seems you need sloppy seconds. Just a word of advice as well with Remington please do remember to bring the bib he likes to slobber and drool,Also if your dancing with him, Steel toed shoes will help. I'd warn you about his liking to grab a woman's ass but then again yours is so flat he'd be grabbing at air wouldn't he? "

Paris went to slap Hermione when Hermione just raised an eyebrow and looked at her. She crossed her arms and she just glared.

"Bitch please,you haven't got the guys or the ability to take me on Paris and you know it. "

Paris glared and made a gasp as walked away in a huff, her yapping dog chasing after her. Hermione began to laugh at the image.

Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her ear. Hermione closed her eyes a moment at the gesture. She wondered if she was making the right choice. But then again this was Draco Malfoy, the hottest guy in her year at Hogwarts and he was after all a legend according to the other girls. She smirked as she thought about the things that she had heard about the Slytherin sex God. She knew that she wanted this and had for so long,Lust for a moment and teenage hormones filled her and fuelled her as she leaned back and allowed him to kiss further down her exposed neck.

"Vicious tongue my dear, Hmmm Thats a real turn on Luv, very wicked,very Slytherin of you even. What other secrets are you hiding Hmmm, Hermione Granger?" He asked her.

"Why Draco Malfoy that would be telling wouldn't it? Besides a girl should have a few secrets keeps things interesting you know? However, there is one thing that you should know. "

The Bagatti was brought to them and the top was down and she nodded to the valet as he got out and handed her the keys and then looked a moment at Draco with a surprise but didn't say a word.

She walked over to the drivers side and she looked at Draco a moment over the bonnet of the car. She waited for his reaction to continue.

"And what is that Hermione? Please enlighten me would you now?"

She smiled as the valet handed her the keys and opened the door for her. "Get in" She told Draco who looked at her with interest and obeyed for the moment. He was very curious and intrigued with her. He wondered where his Granger had gone and how this Goddess was in her place, he realized she had been beautiful all along. He had been too blind with hatred that his Father had poisoned him to have to notice her the proper way. Well truthfuly up till she punched him in third year and he began to truly see her in a new light. Hermione leaned over to reach his seatbelt as she did she kissed him and rubbed herself against his lap.

Her actions had brought him out of a trance as he kissed her groaned a moment as he watched her smirk at him and wink.

"Buckle up, your in for one hell of a wild ride. Hope you have no other plans for the evening Draco, as it is I'm rescheduling my appointments to fit you in."

She smiled as she gunned the engine and put on her own seat belt. As she did she looked at the rear view mirror a moment and grabbed her phone and dialed some numbers. She informed someone named Williams that she wa son her way home and to not be disturbed. He wondered if that meant she had servants then,He wondered if she did why she did so knowing her feelings on House elf labor and he realized that they must have to be human servants.

Draco chuckled as they were driving, He had been in an auto many times and even owned one of his own, a Ashton Martin of all things. But this car it seemed to him that she drove it like it was a part of her, like he did when he flew and his broom became an extension of himself. He knew that this Bagatti was very simular to his best friends car and it made him smile as for a moment he thought about his best mate. Blaise.

Hermione turned on what sounded like classical Mozart and Draco smiled as he relaxed and closed his eyes a moment. He wondered what else he had in common with Granger.