So, I received surprising but good news about my last chapter. So here's a second one, just because I liked the response to the first!
So I might have been freaking out at the moment. Draco Malfoy was going to come to my house. Tonight. I checked my watch, 3:44pm. I figured I should get ready for my 'date', but I had been paralyzed all day. How was I supposed to bring this up with Malfoy. Hey Malfoy, remember how you wanted me to do in home care for your kid? Yeah, well I'll do that if you pretend to be my boyfriend tonight with Ron and his new girlfriend. Pathetic. Hermione Granger did not stoop this low, to ask an enemy to be her date, to fake it. But on the other hand...How low would I feel if I had to show up alone? Or to have to tell Ron that it was all fake? No. It was far worse for me to show up alone, than to just make a deal with Malfoy. He needed me too right? And what could one little date do? It's not as if it's even real! 4pm. Ok. I really should get showered.
The water felt comforting on my skin. This was my only opportunity to escape from the world for a moment. Unfortunetly, I didn't have very long before Malfoy would show up. And I'd rather not be naked for that occurence, this would be embarrassing enough without being naked. I got out of the shower and dried my hair. Ah my hair, my greatest enemy over the years. Even greater than Malfoy himself. I had learned to tame it with my wand however... Malfoy on the other hand, I couldn't fix so easily. I sighed and walked to my closet to find a nice dress. Nothing too revealing, but maybe a simple 'little black dress'. I put on some black heels as well and waited of him. For my impending doom.
POP. 5:30 exactly. I wanted to have time to discuss this before dinner at 6:15. 45 minutes should be plenty right?
"So. I'm here. What's this deal that you have?" Malfoy raised an eyebrow when he saw me. "Going so low as bribing for a date these days Granger?"
I blushed. "No." I tried to sound confident. "However, A date is part of this deal."
Malfoy lowered his eyebrows down and scrunched them together. "Ok. You've got me, I'm curious. Continue." I started to pace, a little wobbly in my heels, but pace none-the-less. "Granger you've got me worried. What is this horrible thing you're about to ask from me?"
I looked him dead in the eyes. This was it. I have to tell him. I'm in too deep. "See... the thing is... Ron has a new girlfriend and I said that I had a new boyfriend. unfortunately this was after our run-in in the hospital so your name was the first to come to mind, and now I've agreed to a double date tonight and you're standing here making fun of me, and I don't even like you! But he'll make fun of my if we don't go and this whole thing is a huge mess." I said it all in one breath very fast. Malfoy was silent. Appraising. I noticed his eyes move up and down my body.
"If I am to do this...'date'" he put his fingers up into quotations, "then you need to look the part of one of my girlfriends."
I was stunned, "you're going to do it?" Malfoy laughed.
"Of course, could be fun bothering Weasel. Your bedroom is through here, I'll assume?" He started towards my bedroom and I suddenly became self-conscious. That was my personal space. I had personal things in there! "Closet?" He asked and I pointed to a set of double doors. Thank god for Ginny always sending me clothes for birthdays and holidays. Malfoy started searching through my clothes. "How about this?" I immediately felt like I would die. I had forgotten about that... my lingerie...
"Uhm.. that's.. more of a bedroom... uhh.. private wear.. I don't wear that out Malfoy." I couldn't look him in the eye. This was horrible.
Malfoy burst into laughter again. "THIS is your lingerie? THIS? You need to get something new Granger, I think I've seen women past 50 in more revealing things than this!" He continued to laugh at my mortification. I stayed silent. Wishing this moment away. Malfoy continued on, still with the lingere in his hands. "Here. Put on your... lingerie if you can call it that. Then put this dress on over it." He had handed me a lacy number with a deep purple short dress that plunged to just below my breasts.
"Malfoy, why do I need to put.. Uhh.. This on?" I said motioning to the lingere.
"He'll be able to see it through your dress. It'll drive him crazy, no man wants to see his ex-girlfriend in lingere. Wait. Yes we do. We just don't want to see it knowing it'll be used for some other guy. Trust me". I, Hermione Granger should trust him, Draco Malfoy. I stood in place for a moment. This was my chance to leave all this behind. Call Ron sick, say I can't make it. Tell Malfoy that he's mad and I would never listen to him. But yet, it intrigued me. Malfoy seemed pretty into bothering Ron. I really needed this. I needed Ron to see me as Hermione Granger: Woman. Not Hermione Granger: Best Friend of 2 men and a tom boy. So I did it. I walked into that bathroom, dressed in lingerie and a tight dress and walked out to Malfoy.
His eyes moved up and down my body again, this time..approving. And maybe something else. I knew that the lace from my lingerie was just peeking out from beneath my cleavage and maybe that was what I was seeing in Malfoys eyes. Recognition of the woman I am, the woman I want Ron to know I am. "Looking good Granger. Now put back on your heels and lets go. Come to think of it... I'll be right back." And with that Malfoy had dissapparated. I put on my heels confused about what was going on and by the time I was done he had returned with a POP. "I brought this for you. It'll show off your... well... your neckline nicely." He pulled out a White gold necklace with a large emerald at the end. "It looks mighty Slytherin, but I'm sure that'll drive him even more crazy. I blushed again. If I ever got back to my regular fair complexion it would be a wonder.
"Why.. Why are you doing this. Helping me out?" I asked, not daring to look him in the eyes.
"I told you. It'll be fun. And besides, I need a favour from you as well." He reminded me. My heart sank a little. I forgot that he was being nice so I would do something for him. This was buisness, nothing else. "Shall we?" He took my arm in his and apparated us both to the restaurant. It was classy, and this made me want to pull up my dress to hide the lingerie beneath but Malfoy grabbed both my hands. "Don't. You look great. And you'll drive him nuts tonight." Malfoy was reassuring me. This was way too surreal. He placed my arm in his and walked to the hostess. "We're here for a party of 4, probably under the name Weasel."
"I'm sorry sir, there is.. Oh. We have a party for Weasely?" The hostess was eyeing Malfoy hungrily. I had to say he did look good. A classic black suit and white shirt. Very classy.
"Oh yes, Weasley." Malfoy smirked and I felt like laughing. I love Ron, but sometimes in these moments it's nice to have someone on your side. Someone who wants for you to be the one who comes out on top. That was what Malfoy was doing for me. Making it so that I wasn't the poor girl Ron broke up with, I was the sexy woman Malfoy was dating. Well... So to speak.
The Hostess lead us to a table in one of the back, private rooms. And attempted to seat us across from one another. As soon as she left however Malfoy Joined me on my side of the table. "Hermione, remember to call me Draco tonight. I'm your boyfriend, not your enemy. Ok?" I nodded and he pulled his chair closer to mine. "I'm going to try and make him regret breaking up with you. I know that we haven't always been.. close" At that I scoffed but he continued, "But I am trying to change my ways. OK? So lets just carry out this together and by tomorrow you can be taking care of my little girl!" I smiled. I appreciated the effort he was making, but this still wasn't my ideal night.
Then I heard it. The door to our room opening and my heart sank. This was a terrible idea. A terrible idea. Ron walked in with Lavender, Lavender freaking Brown. I was angry. Who was he to bring that woman near me. I despised her.
"Hermione? Oh it's so great to see you! Won-Won here was just telling me about how he broke up with you!" I narrowed my eyes at Lavender. If that was how she wanted to play tonight than so be it.
"Lavender? Wow. I haven't seen you since.. Oh when was that when you ran from her Ron? Sixth year?" I smirked and Malfoy who had just been taking a sip of water had some of it squirt out his nose. Ron seeming very uncomfortable with the whole situation seated Lavender across from Malfoy and himself across from me. We all sat there in an awkward silence until Malfoy spoke.
"So Weasel. I hear that you're in training to be a auror. What took you so long to catch up to Potthead?" Malfoy smirked and my eyes widened. I knew Ron's greatest fear was that he would never be as 'great' as Harry. This was turning sour quickly so I interjected.
"Let all just be civil tonight ok? We'll get through this and we can go home." I spoke with confidence and started looking over my menu and I noticed the others doing the same. This was horrible. I should know by now to always trust my instincts. They were what got me through the war, now if only I could get through this one. Ron was eyeing me so I placed my menu down to speak with him. He was motioning. I couldn't make out what he was meaning until he pointed to my cleavage and then made a motion with his hands of "pulling up". He wanted my to pull up my dress. I looked down and saw the lacy black bra sticking out but Malfoy turned and smirked at me. I went to pull up my dress as Ron had mentioned and Malfoy grabbed my hand and placed it on his leg and then winked at me. He actually winked at me!
"Ok, I think that's enough. Malfoy you should probably let Hermione pull up her dress. She's flashing the world right now!" Ron was infuriated but this was what Malfoy wanted.
"I actually enjoy looking over at it once in a while Weasel, ya know, since I know what to do with a Woman. I like to be reminded of what's to come" Malfoy winked at Ron. I was crimson. I was so embarrassed. I can't say it enough, this was a horrible idea. Ron at that moment stood up silently and grabbed Lavender. I looked at him bewildered and was about to ask him to stay when he spoke.
"We're leaving Lavender. This was a bad idea." They both left immediately after Ron spoke and closed the door after them.
"Was that really necessary Malfoy?" I was in so much trouble when Harry heard about this.
"Draco remember? We're on a date. And yes, I happen to think you look wonderful." He stood and sat at the other side of the table.
"Well Draco you picked out the outfit so I'd hope you'd like it. Also, we should probably just go home. There's no reason to stay." I started to stand.
"Hermione sit down please. We're on a so-called date. I never back out of a promise. We'll eat and I'll take you home. Deal?" He had a smile on his face.
"Deal". The rest of the evening was fantastic. Draco ordered wine and tons of food. I actually really enjoyed myself. But it's definitely a wonder that we didn't splinch ourselves getting back home. I for one had way too much to drink. "G'night Draco, thanks for the date!" I was fairly tipsy by this point. But I do remember what happened next.
Draco walked me backwards into my front door with his hands on either side of my body. I was trapped between his arms, but hadn't even noticed because his face was so close to mine. Draco raised his right hand and ran a finger along the lace on my chest. I couldn't breathe. Draco was intoxicating. "I think you're an incredibly beautiful witch Hermione." His face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath from speaking. He moved his hand to my face and I was put into a trance. Draco Malfoy was going to kiss me, and I wanted him to. I wanted to make out with Draco Malfoy. Draco gently moved my head to the right and kissed my cheek. "Goodnight Hermione." And just like that he had gone. I had trouble making it to my bed that night. I wasn't sure if it had been the wine or Draco, but I couldn't think straight. I took off my clothes and washed my face. And then I snuggled into bed, knowing that tomorrow I would see him again.