Chapter 8:
"She said yes! I got Granger!" Blaise shouted to the Slytherin table. As he collected a bunch of high fives from classmates before sitting next to Draco.
"She finally said yes?" Draco mumbled, glaring at Hermione who was talking and laughing with Harry and Neville.
"Yup, she found me right before breakfast. I thought she was going to turn me down after that lame excuse about going with her girlfriends." Blaise said, looking at Hermione who also looked at him and smiled. Draco's hand tightened into a fist, he tried to catch her eye but she refused to look at him.
"This Homecoming Ball is going to be amazing, me with the hottest girl in Hogwarts. Maybe I'll even get lucky." Draco slammed his fist on the table and stood up, glaring at him.
"Don't you ever talk about her like that!" He yelled, the whole dining hall falling silent. Hermione stared in shock as Draco stormed out of the hall with Blaise looking shocked as well.
"What the bloody hell was that about?" Harry asked, as the dining hall started to return to eating.
"Malfoy is crazy, what else would be the reason?" Neville said, shoving a full sausage into his mouth.
"I forgot a book back at my room." Hermione said, standing up suddenly.
"See you in class."
"What the bloody hell was that about?" Hermione demanded the second she saw Draco. He was pacing back and forth in their room, his hands running through his hair.
"You are mine, you are only mine." He said, pointing at her and glared with his piercing grey eyes.
"I told you, I am not anybody's."
"Why did you pick Blaise over me? Why would you do that?" He said, his wand twirled between his fingers whenever he was upset.
"You didn't ask me. You demanded. It is about time you notice that I don't listen to people demanding things." Hermione said crossing her arms. Draco moved around the couch so there was nothing between them except air.
"Blaise told me that he is hoping to get lucky with you at the Homecoming Ball." Draco whispered, his eyes looking Hermione up and down. She was beautiful, even if she was angry or pretending she wasn't into him.
"So what? I can take care of myself and what Blaise and I do is between me and him. Not you."
"Be my date, I will spoil you. I will treat you right and you and I can have some personal time." He whispered, pulling on her robes so that she was pressed against him.
"Draco, I am going with Blaise. And that is final." She said, his lips almost about to capture hers. The bell rang and they just froze.
"Goodbye, Draco." Hermione whispered, moving away and collecting a random book on the table.
"Um, that's my book." Draco called out. Hermione giggled and waved it in the air as she walked away.
"I need a book, that was my cover. People can't know you hung out with a mudblood." Draco chuckled and waved his wand. Hermione's necklace unclasped from her neck and shot into his open hand.
"Hey! That's mine!" Hermione gasped, her hand holding her neck where her necklace once was.
"Just until you give my book back." He winked and blew kiss to her. Hermione sighed and smiled before walking out the door.
"There you are, you were almost late to class." Harry said as Hermione ran up to the door.
"Took a while to find the book." She said, walking inside. As she sat down, Blaise quickly sat down next to her.
"Good morning, you are a sight for sore eyes." He said, kissing her cheek. Hermione blushed and looked down.
"Good morning, Blaise."
"Now, what color dress are you wearing on Friday?" Blaise asked, pretending to be listening to the lecture.
"I don't know yet, I haven't gone dress shopping."
"I will take you! A couple of friends of mine are going into town for dresses and suits, you can come along." Hermione looked surprised at the offer.
"And that would be ok with them?" Blaise took one of her hands into his, tracing patterns lightly on her skin.
"If its ok with me, then its ok with them. And trust me, its ok with me." He said softly, kissing her hand before looking back at the front of the class.
"You invited Granger?!" Pansy Parkinson yelled, she was standing next to Draco who was glaring at Blaise and Hermione holding hands.
"Shut up, Pansy. Nobody wants to hear your squeaky voice." Blaise responded, his arm wrapping around Hermione's shoulders.
"Get in the car everyone." Draco demanding, jumping off the rail that he had been sitting on. He threw his arm around Pansy and pulled her against him. Hermione felt a tightening in her chest when she saw him do that, she was confused on why she was feeling jealous. Draco and Pansy had been hooking up for years, everyone knew it especially that Pansy had feelings for Draco and he just wanted to get between her legs.
"So what colors are your favorite?" Blaise asked Hermione as they rode in the car. Draco was driving the car while Pansy chewed on his neck. Hermione could tell Draco was not enjoying himself because he kept glaring at her through the rearview mirror.
"Um I guess red, silver, gold, purple." Hermione answered, trying to avoid Draco's eyes.
"Wow, bright colors." Blaise responded, trying to keep the conversation going.
"You would look good in black." Draco popped up, pushing Pansy away from his neck. Hermione looked up and blushed when she locked eyes with his.
They arrived at the dress shop and Pansy pulled Draco into the store, ready to spend his money.
"He asked her about 15 minutes before we left, to be his date." Blaise explained when Hermione looked confused on why she was going to spend Draco's money.
"Wait, so this wasn't planned beforehand." Hermione asked as Blaise held open the door for her.
"It might have been planned after I asked you to come with me. I really wanted to take you into town."
"That's really sweet for you." Hermione said, kissing him on the cheek. Blaise smiled and took her to the dress section, Pansy was busy pulling out every dress she could get her hands on. Hermione pulled out a couple and walked into the dressing room, leaving Blaise sitting on the couch outside.
"Hermione, open up." Draco whispered, he had been hiding from Pansy since they got into the store.
"What do you want?" Hermione opened the door and Draco came in with a dress tucked over his arm.
"Try this one."
"Its black." Hermione hung it up, the dress he picked was gorgeous.
"Promise me one dance. If you like this dress above all the other ones." Hermione looked at him and smiled.
"Only if I like this dress."
"I think you will, I had it preordered for you when we first heard about the dance." Draco winked and left the dressing room.
