Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been busy lately. So, I'll just cut this short and move on with the story!
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NOTE; I EDITED THE OTHER TWO CHAPTERS. NOT A LOT BUT YOU MIGHT WANT TO READ IT AGAIN. I'M SORRY! ):
Draco stared at Hermione and said, "I'm sorry about her. We've known each other since we were kids…and she just clings on to me."
"Don't worry about it." Hermione said, and then turned to walk away
"Wait!" Draco said, "…Would you do me the honor in joining me for dinner at the village this weekend?" Hermione smiled at him sweetly. She didn't know what was up with Malfoy but she kind of liked it so she said, "I'd be glad to." Draco then took her hand and kissed it. Hermione then felt shivers up and down her back as her hand made a connection with his lips.
Draco then turned away with a smug smile on his face. He had finally had the courage to ask out the girl of his dreams. He couldn't believe it! Ever since first year, when he had encountered a young Harry Potter, he saw her out of the corner of his eye, and immediately wanted her. At first he thought it was a little crush, but then he couldn't get enough of her. He wanted to touch her, feel her, breath in her scent. But he knew he couldn't do that. Not with the two knuckleheads by her side. He would just have to turn her to realize that he could give her much more then they could every give her. And he was out to do just that. 'Soon Hermione, Soon you will realize that they are just using you, while I'm here, needing you' Draco thought to himself.
As he turned the corner he bumped into a tall figure, olive colored skin, and dark jet black hair. "Hey Zabini…" Draco said lazily. Blaise Zabini was the only real friend he had. Draco started to walk away when Blaise took him by the arm and said, "Dray, watch your back. Pansy's out to get you and Hermione…She's really going crazy" Blaise always liked Hermione which was why he was the only one that didn't torment her.
"I know…I don't think she'll be able to do anything, don't you think, mate?" Draco said
"I don't think so, but she already asked me to help her. I told her I would, but on the condition that she would help me get Potter, but I won't really be helping her, I'll just be feeding her fake information, and tell you all the plans she has so you two love birds can dodge it, you can continue your plan with her, and we'll all live happily ever after! Win-win situation, I say." Blaise said with a smirk.
Draco knew that Blaise was gay, and all that but he never really showed it. He was more of the masculine kind of gay. If that was even a subject to anything. Draco fully trusted Blaise so he knew about his plan about getting Hermione to switch sides. It was safer. Hermione would get on the good side of the old shit bag, Voldie himself, spare his and her life, and live without any thing to worry about. Maybe even have some little Malfoys….But that was still far into the future. So he nodded to him curtly "Alright. But do not double cross me Zabini. You may be my best friend, but you know how much I've waited to have Hermione" he said sternly. Blaise also nodded then walked away to the head dorms.
Hermione had walked back to her room and collapsed on her four poster bed. It was great to be head girl. What was even better was that the head boy was someone she could tolerate, and never bothered her. Her room was like a replica of her room back home except she changed a few things here and there. Her walls were a light shade of green with gold lining; she needed some Gryffindor pride in there. She had a huge bay window with sheer curtains and a bunch of pillows. The ceiling was bewitched to be the same weather outside, but you could always change it. Her four poster bed was also green with gold lining but with more gold. Then there was the bathroom that connected to Blaise's room. In the bathroom there was a huge bathtub, bigger then the prefect bathtub with different scented water, and the works. There was also a shower that had shower heads all over the walls in all different angles. The counter had his and hers sinks and consisted of all they needed to get ready in the morning.
Hermione curled up in her bed and thought about all the events that happened to her that day. She got up, got ready, ate breakfast with her friends, then went to class, went to lunch, class, dinner, bumped into Malfoy who professed his love for her, had a spat with Pansy, and got asked out on a date with Malfoy. Yes, today was quite a day. She could only hope that tomorrow wouldn't be as confusing as it was today.
A/N; Soooooo. There goes the third chapter. Yes, I haven't updated and I'm truly sorry about that! Also, this was more of a explaining chapter without humor or anything. Again, I'm sorry. REVIEW PLEASE!
