Hermione POV
…And before I could stop him, he grabbed my arm and apparated…
"Draco Malfoy! Don't you ever do that again!" I shrieked. I couldn't believe he had apparated me without my consent! "Where are we, anyway?" He rolled his eyes, "Where does it look like?" he said sarcastically. I looked around. It looked like stylish boutique. Dainty metal racks held designer clothes that probably cost a fortune. There was a counter with various cosmetics against one wall, and on the opposite wall, there were several dressing rooms. At the very back of the store, there was a subtle, stylish desk, where a young petite, witch sat reading a magazine from the rack beside her. The walls were a light, subtle pink, and the floor was a glossy cherry wood. One thing was off, though. All of the writing was in French. Then it dawned on me. "Draco? Are we in… France?" I asked, timidly. He rolled his eyes again, "No, we're in Antarctica," he said sarcastically, "Of course we're in France, Gra-Hermione." I grinned.
"'Ello, Madame et Monsieur! 'Ow may I help you?" the witch at the desk said in a French accent. I opened my mouth to speak, but Malfoy quickly cut me off. "We're getting her a complete makeover. As you can see, she clearly needs help, and I'm not one for fashion," he said smoothly. I glared at him, as the young witch looked me over, making me feel very self-conscious. "Yes, I can see that she requires my 'elp. Come darling, let's get you out of those oversized clothes," she said. And with that, she dragged me towards the clothes.
"Oh come on, Granger-I'm sorry, Hermione-I won't laugh!" Malfoy had tried to coax me out of the changing room for almost five minutes. I was simply too embarrassed, though. I looked in the mirror again and cringed. I was wearing a deep red halter top, that flared out just below my bust. It exposed entirely too much cleavage. On the bottom, I wore black skin-tight jeans. Maybe it wasn't so bad. Wait, yes it was. I stared dejectedly at the pale violet silk curtain. Think of the revenge Hermione. Don't you want to make Ron jealous? I thought to myself. I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth, and pushed the curtain aside. Malfoy's eyes popped. I followed his gaze, and was immediately embarrassed. "Eyes up here, Draco," I said, pointing to my eyes. "Bloody hell, Gran-Hermione! When did you get boobs?" I rolled my eyes. "Here, try this one on. And that outfit is definitely a keeper!" he thrust a silky dark blue dress at me. I pulled the curtain shut, and quickly changed. I had to put my fist in my mouth to keep from screaming. It was ridiculously revealing, with spaghetti straps, and a sweet-heart neckline. That wasn't the worst part, though. The worst part was the length. It stopped mid-thigh, and hugged my body tighter than anything I'd ever worn. I couldn't have walked through that curtain if I tried. "Hermione? You still alive in there?" Malfoy said. Without waiting for my response, he pushed his way in. His eyes raked hungrily along my body. "We're not actually dating, Draco. Don't look at me like that," I grumbled. He rolled his eyes, "Come on, Hermione. You need to actually believe this!" and he did something that was completely unexpected. He kissed me.
I had kissed Ron more times than I could count, and sure I felt something stir deep inside me. But the kiss with Draco, well my emotions were running so high, that it almost felt like I was in love with him. I pushed the thought out of my head. He pulled away from me after a moment, and I could almost believe that he was falling for me. Wow. He's really dedicated. I would have to play my part better. It was for Ron, right? So I grinned, and said, "what do you think of the dress?" I gave a little twirl. He smiled, and said, "Keeper." I giggled.
At the end of the day, I had ten tight, revealing tops, four mini-skirts, three pairs of jeans, five dresses, and three pairs of shoes. I also, grudgingly, got a lot of lacy lingerie. Malfoy deemed my makeover complete, and pecked me on the cheek, before paying the entire bill, and apparating to his house.
When I woke up the next morning, I selected the least revealing of my new clothes. The outfit I selected consisted of a royal blue cowl-neck sweater, with a pair of light blue skin-tight jeans. I didn't look half bad, after I tamed my hair so that it looked almost as good as when I'd left the salon yesterday. I scarfed down a quick breakfast, and dashed outside, my jacket over my arm. as soon as I stepped out side, I groaned. a sleek, silver, Mercedes was waiting at the end of the driveway for me. And who should be leaning against it, but Draco Malfoy. my new 'boyfriend'. "Is this really necessary, Draco?" I said, annoyed. "It absolutely is, my dear," he said, with just a touch of sarcasm. I rolled my eyes, and sighed, but got in the bloody car.
Draco POV
Hermione Granger was not pleased to be in my car, despite the fact that it was probably the nicest car the Mudblood had ever been in. guilt twinged in my gut when I called her a Mudblood, even when I only thought it. I looked over at her. I had to admit, she didn't look bad. The way that blue looked with her creamy skin? And those curves. My heart beat harder than usual, but I quickly pushed her out of my mind. She crept back in, however. Dammit! I thought. What was it about her? I refused to think that I might be falling for her. And even if I was, she would never love me. She was only doing this for her Weasel. It didn't matter anyway, because I wasn't falling for her. How could I? She was Hermione bloody Granger! We'd been enemies forever! She'd punched me in third year! She was a Mudblood.
I pulled up at the entrance to the Ministry, and stole a kiss before she got out of the car, fuming. What was she so mad about, anyway? She had agreed to this. I sighed, and drove off to St. Mungo's, where I worked as a healer. I got out of the car, and entered the clean white building. "Healer Malfoy, you're needed in Magical injuries, there's a young wizard who was bit by a Werewolf. We need you to administer the wolfsbane potion," said the middle-aged witch who worked the front desk. "Thank you, I'll head straight up," I said smoothly.
"Owwww! Mummy, it huurrrts!" the boy complained loudly. He was only 6 years old, and had a wicked bite on his right leg. His mother was crying, and gripping his hand. His father was in an induced coma, because he had become hysterical at the sight of his son's wound. "I know it hurts, sweetie, but the nice Healers are going to fix it," the boy's mother sobbed. "Hello," I said as soothingly as possible. I was often made to deal with children, because they always seemed to like me. "My name is Healer Malfoy. What's your name?" "I'm Braden." the boy said. "I'm going to give you a potion, okay?" I said calmly. "What does it taste like?" he asked shyly. I smiled. "Have you tried the chocolate Bertie Bott bean?" his eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously. "Well that's what it tastes like," I said. I held out a goblet full of the potion, which had been specially flavoured just for kids. He took the goblet in both hands, and drained it. "Yummy!" he exclaimed. "I'm glad you liked it! Healer Smith is going to come and take care of that bite now, okay?" I said to him, just as said Healer walked in. "Okay. Thank-you Healer Malfoy," he said. His mother looked like she would explode with emotion. "Thank you so much, sir," she said. She was still crying. "It's no trouble at all M'am. Would you like me to prescribe a calming potion? You seem a bit on-edge," I said. "Yes, please. I think that might be just what I need," She said tiredly. I scribbled the name of the correct potion on a slip of paper, and handed it to her. "Take this to the front desk," She nodded, "Thanks again."
Ugh. Finally lunch time, I thought. I'd had to deal with four more children this morning, none of which were nearly as nice as Braden. I hope he's okay. I thought. He really was a nice kid. I walked into my favourite Bistro for lunch, and what should I hear, but, "Draco? What are you doing here?"
A/N: Ohhh! Cliff hanger anyone? Anywho, I also want to say a HUGE thank-you to everyone who has read and reviewed! You guys are awesome! For those of you who are wondering, im going to try to update every week, more if I have more time. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far,
Until the next update, ~P&D