Summer of emerald silk and black lace

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter, for I am not JK Rowling, as much as I would like to be I am not. I own none of the characters, and the only thing I do own is the order that the words are placed in and the story line

Chapter 3

Hidden

I used to think that if I did something stupid or uncalculated then the world would fall apart. I didn't think doing dangerous things and doing stupid uncalculated risks could be in any way entertaining, I guess I could say I was single minded, I didn't believe that there could be more to every day things then what was on the surface. That's what you get when you live a life of being told things straight, nothing was hinted at, nothing had blurred lines that made it hard to distinguish between the truth and fiction.

I expected things to be straight across the table so to speak, and the fact that someone would shelter the full blow of the piece of information was ludicrous to me. I just couldn't understand that not everything is how it seems, and that in truth appearances can be deceiving, and that if you dig deeper you just might find something that would arouse your senses, and tantalise you mind.

One thing I know for a fact, one thing I know is absolutely certain, because I have looked at it inside out and upside down, is that draco knew another world, and he showed me, he showed me that nothing is ever as it seems and there is more then two sides of a story, he showed me a world full of mystery and secret, a world trimmed with adventure and a world where you can do what ever you want to do because no one will notice, because their all doing it as well.

To tell you the truth it scared me, the prospect of a world I've never known scared me, because it made me think that maybe there's more I haven't learnt. It scared me so much that up until that summer I had been hidden from that world. Or maybe I wasn't hidden, maybe I had been hiding, maybe deep down inside me I had always known that world existed, maybe I hid it from myself because it would prove everything I have ever believed was wrong. Maybe I wasn't hidden, maybe I was just hiding.

The club that they entered was both hot and cold, the room was lit up with bright blue lights that seemed to fade into nothingness as they reached the ground, other lights flashed and moved over the dancers making them seem like stilled snapshots. Hermione looked around the large room and watched the large crowd on the level below the balcony that she and Draco stood on, moved to a heavy throbbing beat. She listened intently to the noise around her as Draco watched her.

The beat wasn't just heavy and throbbing, it was sharp and seemed to have and edge that sliced into your mind leaving it both full and empty of conscious thought, it seemed to seep into your body forcing you to move to it, like it wanted to show you another world.

They made their way to the level below; Hermione licked her lips without knowing as she walked slowly down the stairs.

The room seemed to have a taste and smell about it, it didn't just smell like sweat and alcohol like the beach house had, it smelled like passion and promise, although that sounded strange it seemed to fit, when Hermione took a deep breath in she smelt the thrill she had read about in books, it was like a promise hidden deep within the atmosphere. Her mouth seemed to be filled with so many different tastes, she could taste the lust and the thrill, but there was something else as well, something heavy and bitter that hung on the tip of her tongue, tantalizing her, trying to make her discover what it is that she tasted.

Draco moved with ease thought the heavy mass of bodies, occasionally he would nod to someone or they to him, it was like he was a regular visitor here, that surprised Hermione. If draco Malfoy looked good at a cheap beach party, then he looked at home in the rich atmosphere of the exclusive club, his blond hair and stylish black and dark coloured clothes made him look like a well known model or celebrity, even though he was only seventeen.

Hermione watched amazed as a tall buff man approached them and talked causally to Draco, Draco didn't smile, he just ran his fingers though his hair calmly and replied elegantly to the tall man, they exchanged handshakes and manly nods, before the tall man turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Then they kept walking though the mass of people, Draco turned around to look at Hermione and smirk at her.

"Told you I like to see how the lower class party once in a while." Hermione rolled her eyes and continued to follow him. Eventually they made their way to the centre of the dancers, Draco smirked and pulled Hermione in front of him, Hermione stood self consciously in the middle of the throng of people. "Come on granger, what are you scared of?" Draco asked as he pulled her towards him, her back came into contact with his chest and his arms causally rested on her shoulders, Hermione shivered at the touch but still stood stock still.

"I'm not scared of anything, I just don't dance" she stated briskly not moving from her position. Draco raised a brow behind her and glanced quickly around the room. He wasn't quite sure why he had decided to take Hermione with him; he just decided to do it, a spur of the moment thing.

"Why don't you dance, what's there to lose?" Hermione rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest like she always did when she felt uncomfortable.

"My dignity for one" she stated seriously causing Draco to let out a short laugh.

"No ones going to care, to them you are just another face in the crowd" Draco traced her arms lightly with feather light touchers before he reacher her wrist's and uncrossed her arms, her placed them to her sides and bent his head down so he was near her ear. "None of these people care if you can dance or not, half of them can't themselves," Hermione closed her eyes to the lights and bobbing people and let Draco's soft voice fill her mind. "nothing here matters, an hour before dawn these people will go back to their houses, crawl into bed and forget that tonight ever happened, their here for release, not to ridicule others, all they want is to get up tomorrow, wipe the hangover from their eyes, dress in their boring suits and head off to work. The wont remember any particular person, hell even if you danced with them the whole night they wouldn't remember your face, all they will remember is a blurry figure that will hang in their memory for a tops of an hour before their swept up in their daily boredom, they might come back tomorrow, or they might come back a week from now, it doesn't matter, because the moment they step thought that door they are some one else, there's no names here, there's no past and no future, all there is, is here and now" as draco talked he began to move his body slowly to the beat of the music, as his voice washed over her, Hermione joined him until all there was, was silence between the two and perfect entwined movements.

Onlookers might have seen a perfectly choreographed couple dancing in the crowd with everyone else, but in truth all they were doing was moving to the music, sure it wasn't moving to the beat that filled the room, they were moving to the music that was played underneath, barely recognisable as music, just a gently whisper that was hidden deep within the loud throbbing beat that filled their eardrums.

Soon the night began to end, the crowd began to thin and the remaining occupants of the club began to gather their things, some heading over to mates houses, some heading out to wander the streets before it was time for them to return to their normal lives, but most just headed straight home, tired from their night of dancing and alcohol.

Draco pulled away from Hermione and smirked as she looked around quickly seeming to just realise where she was. "Come on; guess I better take you back to the other side of town." Draco said smirking as he began to walk towards the exit.

When they got there two large men were standing talking together.

"Young draco, I didn't know you where here" one of them said as he turned from the other man, he was dressed in a elegant black suit and had a rich cockney accent, he was smirking at Draco, but draco didn't seem too bothered, he just smirked right back with his famous Malfoy smirk and replied wittingly.

"Well then, I do believe your losing your touch, once upon a time you knew everything that went on at your clubs." The elegantly dressed one smiled as though Draco had said something amusing and the other smirked and shook his head slowly at the young boy's attitude seemingly impressed.

"Too true young draco, I shall make a point of keeping a closer watch on my clubs and its…" he trailed off and looked at Hermione over Draco's shoulder. "Occupants" he finished, before moving aside and letting the two exit. "Its good to see you again Draco, come by and say 'ello" Draco turned around before he entered the car that was waiting for him, he raised a brow and smirked before nodding once to the men at the door and vanished from sight as the car door closed.

Draco and Hermione got out of the car a block away from the beach house Hermione and the boys were staying at. The two walked in silence along the beach.

There were no lights on as they got a little closer to the beach house; Hermione clenched her jaw absently before looking at her watch.

"One thirty, oh Merlin it's so late" she said and sped up her walk, hearing Draco's laugh behind her she paused and turned around to face him.

"I guess its true then, what they say about time flying when you're having fun" he said and continued to walk slowly up to her. Hermione rolled her eyes and watched Draco approach.

"Why-" she paused and swallowed. "Why did you take me with you?" she asked and watched him for any signs, any at all. Draco shrugged absently kicked a bit of sand.

"Don't know, guess I decided it was boring as hell there and you looked like you agreed. Thought I'd show you that not all parties suck" Hermione nodded and turned to walk away again, Draco had stopped walking a meter back and watched her slowly retreating back. "I can show you, I can show you a world you've never seen before" Hermione stilled and slowly turned to face him. Draco continued not really looking at her. "I can show you a world that's not just shades of grey, what I showed you tonight is just a taste of what I could show you." Hermione watched him, thinking about his comment.

"My world's not just shades of grey" Draco laughed and took a step forward.

"If I show you my world, you will see it, your world is just shades of stone washed grey, mine has splashes of colour and zigzag lines here and there, I can show you a world that is far from the one you know" Hermione closed her eyes thinking about what fun it would be. But then she thought of Harry and Ron and who this boy in front of her was.

"I don't need to see another world Malfoy, I'm fine with this one" she stated and turned to leave again.

"Don't you hate it? Don't you hate the fact that you'll go home, feeling guilty that you come home so late, but then you'll lie awake until four in the morning, until you hear potty and weasel come home. Potters so stoned he trips over the couch, or the table, or something, weasel laughs so hard in his drunken state that he falls over, neither think of being quiet for you, their too fucked on life the think in that state, don't you hate the fact that as I say it you know its true, don't you hate that they go off and fuck some two-bit ditz from the beach and forget about you? Its summer granger! For once in your life don't be you, do something different, take the offered hand and see what this world has to offer." Hermione listened and closed her eyes turning away from the boy in front of her. She reached the porch steps and slowly walked up them. "I can show you granger, if your interested, I'm at the blue moon till dusk every night, if you want to see more of what you saw tonight, go there, and see my offer" with that he turned away and left Hermione standing on the porch contemplating his offer.

And later that night she lay awake, at four in the morning she heard the drunken banter of her two best friends and Draco's offer came to mind, it rolled thought her mind for a good half hour before she heard one of her friends throwing up in the bathroom next door and got up to help them, leaving the thoughts of the offer on the bed, to be thought of again in a moment of silence

A/N there it is, chapter number 3, hope you enjoyed, I'm not completely sure about it, its just getting the real story going, the chapters are going to get better and better as the story progresses trust me.

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as most of my reviewers for this story have read 'salt in your wounds' you will notice that's its a lot different, but I think that's because I feel like trying something new. Hope you like them both.