A/N: Sorry, I took a little break on Friday, and I didn't want to give you guys an unfinished chapter, so here it is. Thanks to Archerygirl99, Nathy Zevzik, PhoenixEye10000, and a guest (:D) for reviewing! Reviews much appreciated! Enjoy Chapter 4.

Chapter 4

"Wait," Draco interrupted. "Did you hear what Granger just said? She said 'Draco' instead of Malfoy!"

"It was just a mistake!" Hermione exclaimed, blushing slightly.

"Sure it was." Meghana exchanged an evil grin with Draco.

"Whose side are you on?!" Hermione flopped down on the sectional, mock- glaring at Meghana.

"My side! I was in Slytherin, you know!"

Draco sat up straighter at these words. "Wait, so you're Meghana Shivshankar?"

"That I am! My parents sent me to Hogwarts because it's the best school of magic there is. They were in Slytherin too."

"So I've known you for over a year and you're just now telling me this?!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Slytherin wasn't known for his openness with personal issues! How's Parkinson doing, Malfoy?"

"We went out for a while, but then she left me for some Ministry bloke." Draco sounded very bitter when he said this.

"Oh, she was just a slutty power-seeking moron." Meghana said casually, as she straightened her chunni and sat on the sectional next to Hermione. "So, anyway, 'Mione, I came here to meet your roommate and see if the salwar I bought you for your birthday fit or not. Lets go see now!"

"All right..." Hermione had been avoiding the turquoise dress ever since she had gotten it because it looked hard to put on and very uncomfortable.

She and Meghana went into the adjacent bedroom and she undressed while Meghana went into the closet and got the dress. The top was a turquoise with silver sequins and embroidery in white, and the hem was an inch wide and embroidered with gold. The bottom was a black, with designs coming up the sides and to where the slit of the dress began.

Meghana handed the bottom to Hermione and said, "Put this on first."

Hermione slipped on the pant-like bottom and held the waist up, which was about 5 inches too big and had a string coming out of the middle.

"Umm… Meghana? This is too big." Hermione said.

Meghana giggled and said, "No, silly, you have to pull it like this." She grasped the string, pulled it tight, and tied it around itself.

"Oh! That makes a lot more sense."

"Of course it does! Is it comfortable?" Meghana asked.

"Yeah, it is. Can I have the top?" Hermione replied, a little warily, for this was the part that looked the least comfortable.

"I'm loving the eagerness, 'Mione." Meghana said sarcastically, in her light Indian accent.

Hermione pulled it over her head, and settled it around her chest. She found all her hesitation had been for nothing, a layer of white cloth lined the inside of the dress, covering the stitches of the sequins and embroidery and making the dress much more comfy.

She turned to the full-length mirror in anticipation, taking in the sight. Meghana stifled a gasp.

"That looks so gorgeous on you!" She exclaimed.

And it did. The top hugged her chest, and the gold accents on it brought out the lighter portions of her chocolate eyes. The bottom tapered near her ankles, and the designs were beautiful.

"Wait! You forgot the chunni!"

Meghana draped the long deep blue and black cloth over both of her shoulders. The ensemble was complete.

"Ooh! Lets go show Draco!" Meghana squealed, and ignoring her objections, dragged her into the sitting room.

"What do ya think, Draco?"

Draco, who had been reading a thick book by the fire looked up. At first, the look on his face was disinterested and bored, then changed to surprise as his jaw dropped.

"My eyes are up here, Malfoy." Hermione was blushing, her slightly tanned skin glowing.

"Granger.. I.. You.." Draco stammered, struck speechless. And the Malfoys were NEVER speechless.