Chapter Twelve
Disclaimer: I own nothing regarding Harry Potter, it's all for Ms. Rowling. Is everyone excited for the adult novel she is supposed to publish? Too bad it isn't Dramione, LOL!
Hermione did as she was told and let Cecilia know she had made it back home safely. There was a car waiting for Draco at the airport, so he brought Hermione home.
"I'll see you later at school. I loved that we were able to come home together; I won't forget that for a while. It was fun to "bless" the jet," Draco said and chuckled as he nuzzled Hermione's neck.
"I better get in and spend a little bit of time with my parents. I love how spontaneous this all was! Maybe we can do this again sometime," Hermione said as she kissed him. Draco pulled her tightly to him and kissed her back. He reluctantly stopped kissing her and looked at her with his piercing gray eyes.
"You can count on this happening more often. I love you Hermione," Draco said.
"I love you too Draco. I'll see you later," Hermione smiled as the driver opened the door for her. She waved to Draco and started to walk up to the front door of her parents' home. The car pulled away and Draco watched her until she entered the house. He knew it was silly, but he missed Hermione already.
Hermione entered her home and was greeted by her parents. She enjoyed brunch with them and she told them about how The Gryffs were going to be playing every Saturday at The Whiskey.
"Dear, are you going to be able to handle going there every weekend? I hope it won't interfere with your schoolwork," Mrs. Granger said in a concerned manner.
"I have it under control Mum. I'm caught up on all of my assignments and my grades are good. I can't believe I only have 3 months of school left," Hermione replied.
"That's good to hear, Hermione. We've received the progress reports from the school, but Dad and I worry. Your father and I only want what's best for you. Don't wear yourself out," Mrs. Granger said.
"I'm fine Mum and Dad. I know my limits," Hermione said reassuringly. She knew her parents were concerned, but she could handle it. Merlin knows she faced more daunting obstacles during the War, but she didn't like thinking about that time. Her new life was going very well. She had everything she could ever want: A promise of a great career and an awesome boyfriend.
The month of March seemed to fly by. On the first Monday of the month, The Gryffs posed for promotional photographs. Hermione was so excited when Mesmerize Productions hired Sebastian to style the band's hair and her makeup. They had so much fun during the photo shoot. The band ended up wearing worn jeans, different colored T-shirts, and combat boots. They kept it simple and it worked. The photo chosen for the band logo T-shirts was one of them standing in a row and they were all wearing black shades, laughing. They had their arms hanging loosely around each other's shoulders and they looked genuinely happy. Hermione was situated between Lane and Travis. She loved the picture and was able to get a copy.
When the photo shoot was over, Hermione and Neville returned to Hogwarts. Draco was waiting for Hermione and she told him all about the photo shoot, as they snuggled on the couch in the common room of their dorm. He listened attentively and smiled when she showed him the photo. Draco wasn't too thrilled about Lane and Travis having their arms around Hermione, but he knew it was only a picture for the band. Draco had dimmed the lights before Hermione had arrived and had started a fire in the fireplace. The fire roared gently and cast an appealing glow throughout the room. Hermione smiled as she gave Draco a small kiss on the lips and rested her head on his broad chest. Draco pulled her closer to him and kissed the top of her head, as his hand tenderly caressed her hair. With the fire crackling and Draco's touch, it made for a comfortable and soothing atmosphere, so Hermione fell asleep. Draco smiled as he scooped her up into his arms. He brought her to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. He carefully removed the bulky combat boots she was wearing, not to wake her. He looked down at Hermione and thought about how much he loved her. It hit Draco at that moment that he couldn't live without her. She was everything to him.
Draco wasn't able to use the jet again until the end of March; his father had used it on the previous weekends because he was trying to close a deal in Beijing. This time he let Hermione know that he'd be going to Los Angeles and she was thrilled. He really wanted her to fly there with him, but they thought it would be best not to push their luck with Cecilia. Hermione could sense that The Gryffs manager wasn't too thrilled with Draco's presence. She understood Cecilia wanted her to stay focused on the band and she was. It wasn't Hermione's fault that she had fallen head over heels for Draco.
Marco was waiting to pick up Draco from the airport when he arrived Friday night. Draco smiled when he saw it was Marco and they started a conversation like they were old friends.
"Marco, it's good to see you again," Draco said.
"Good to see you too, Mr. Malfoy," Marco replied.
"Please call me Draco, Mr. Malfoy is my father," Draco said and chuckled.
"Alright Draco it is. You're headed to the Ritz-Carlton?" Marco said as he checked over an itinerary.
"That's correct. How have you been doing?" Draco asked. He wasn't just making conversation; he actually liked Marco and was genuinely interested in his life.
"Life's been good. Hey, I caught the show at The Whiskey last Saturday night. I was blown away by The Gryffs. Everyone's talking about them, especially that young girl on guitar," Marco said and smiled.
"I'm catching the show tomorrow night. Actually Marco, that young girl in The Gryffs is my girlfriend Hermione. She was excited when she found out The Whiskey put them on the lineup for Saturday nights," Draco said.
"Wow, Draco, your Hermione is a beautiful lady and man, she can make that guitar wail! She reminded me of Joan Jett. I've seen many of biggest names in music start out just like The Gryffs. I won't be at all surprised to see their faces all over MTV," Marco said.
"MTV? Of course, the music channel," Draco said. He remembered watching the channel for a few hours early one morning and was transfixed by some of the music videos. He wasn't sure if he liked the thought of Hermione appearing in one of those videos where the women were usually clad in scandalous lingerie or swimsuits.
They arrived at the Ritz-Carlton and Draco exited the car with his bag.
"Thanks again Marco. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Have a good evening," Draco said as he walked towards the front entrance of the hotel.
"You're welcome Draco and you have a good evening too. I'll be here at 8:30 a.m. sharp," Marco said. He waved and pulled away from the curb.
Draco checked in at the hotel and took the elevator to his suite on the 24th floor. When he entered his room, he looked around and approved of his surroundings. There was Italian marble in the bathroom with had a huge walk-in shower and separate tub. A large master suite with a dressing area was off to one side of the huge suite and a dining area with a wet bar was on the other. Draco sighed as he walked over to the bedroom. It was such a pity that he had this large suite all to himself. He'd tried to convince Hermione to stay with him, but she was adamant about staying at Cecilia's home. Maybe once the band was more established, Hermione would be able to stay here with him when he was in Los Angeles. When Draco thought about The Gryffs hitting the mainstream music scene, it made him nervous. He knew Hermione loved him, but he couldn't help thinking about how all of this was going to affect their relationship. He decided he was thinking too much; he and Hermione would cross that bridge when they got to it. Draco took a shower and turned in for the night. He was looking forward to spending the next day with Hermione.
Hermione woke up early Saturday morning; she was excited about spending the day with Draco. She had spent the last few Saturdays with Travis at the beach, so when he asked if they were on for this Saturday, she told him that she wasn't going to be able to make it. Hermione wondered why he looked so disappointed. They had fun together, but she only thought of him as a friend. She hoped Travis wasn't looking at their friendship as being something more. She was sure it was obvious she loved Draco.
Hermione showered and dressed in khaki shorts with a cropped lace scalloped black T-shirt. She wore gold sandals that contrasted nicely with her tanned and toned legs. As she was descending the stairs, the doorbell rang. Perfect timing, she thought. Hermione was heading to the front door, but Cecilia beat her to it.
Cecilia opened the door to find Draco Malfoy on her doorstep. They eyed each other warily and Cecilia stood back and motioned with a wave of her hand for him to enter.
"Good morning Ms. Thorpe. I'm here to pick up Hermione," Draco said smoothly and calmly, but his eyes were issuing a challenge.
"Good morning to you. Bring Hermione back by 3:00 p.m. or I'll send Leo to look for her," Cecilia said just as smoothly and her eyes returned the challenge. Who did this little twerp think he was dealing with?
"No need to send your henchman after us, she'll be back by then," Draco hissed. This woman was really pissing him off.
Just then Hermione walked up and smiled when she saw Draco. His face lit up with a huge smile when he saw her.
"I'm ready. I'll see you later Cecilia," Hermione said, oblivious to the tension between her boyfriend and manager.
"Have a good day honey, I'll see you this afternoon," Cecilia said as she watched the young couple walk to the car waiting for them. Hermione waved to her as Draco opened the car door. As Hermione entered the vehicle, Draco smirked at Cecilia and got in behind Hermione.
Cecilia only shook her head and sighed. That Malfoy kid was so cocky; what did Hermione see in him? One thing Cecilia did have to admit was that when she saw Draco look at Hermione, it was obvious he was very taken with the young woman. Either that or he was a damn good actor. It was also apparent by Hermione's actions too that she was in love with the young wizard. Cecilia was going to have to keep a close eye on this relationship. This was going to be nothing but a disaster when the time comes for The Gryffs to move to Los Angeles permanently. There was no way those two would be able to maintain a relationship of that intensity while Hermione is in L.A. and Draco is in London. Cecilia didn't like where this was heading, this was a problem.
Draco and Hermione settled into the spacious back seat of the black late-model Mercedes Benz S-Class. He pulled Hermione close to him and gave her a long kiss. Hermione giggled softly as she pulled away from him.
"Draco, it's not like we're alone," Hermione said as she motioned with her eyes towards Marco in the front seat.
Draco smiled and touched her face tenderly. "Marco, this is my girlfriend Hermione."
"Good morning Hermione, it's nice to meet you. I caught your band's show last Saturday, you and your band were amazing. I was shocked when Draco said you're his girlfriend. I thought he was pulling my leg, but I was wrong," Marco replied and chuckled.
"It's nice to meet you too Marco. I'm so glad you enjoyed our show. Please excuse Draco's unruly behavior," Hermione said.
"I can't help it babe. I turn into an octopus whenever I'm around you. I really like that outfit," Draco whispered in her ear.
Marco smiled and kept his eyes on the road. He was used to driving while couples were getting frisky in the backseat. Draco and Hermione was a lovely couple. Marco couldn't help noticing how Draco couldn't keep his eyes or hands off of the young woman. Oh yeah, young Malfoy was totally head over heels.
Travis woke up feeling down. He knew it was wrong to feel that way, but he really looked forward to spending Saturdays at the beach with Hermione. That was their time together and that white-haired asshole had to show up and ruin it all. Lane warned him about this and told him he better stop hanging out with Hermione so much, but it was too late. Travis had fallen for her and couldn't stop thinking about the lovely witch.
It was a gorgeous day in Los Angeles and the weather was perfect. Marco dropped off Draco and Hermione near Grauman's Chinese Theater. They spent the morning touring the theater and took in the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Draco was fascinated by the history of the muggle movies, he had no idea. He was quite enthralled with the classical movie stars, Vivien Leigh, Greta Garbo, Rita Hayworth, Ava Gardner, and Marilyn Monroe, just to name a few. He looked at Hermione beside him and thought that she was just as beautiful and gorgeous as any of those women. Hermione turned and saw that he was staring at her.
"What?" Hermione asked and smiled.
"I was just thinking of how beautiful you are and how nice this is to spend time together," Draco said and squeezed her hand.
"Draco, you're too sweet. I love this too, I'm so glad you were able to come this weekend," Hermione replied and kissed his cheek.
It had been an interesting day, with the sightseeing and Hermione getting recognized on the street! A number of people had stopped her and asked if she was with The Gryffs! She couldn't believe that people knew who she was. They told her how much they enjoyed the music and that they were looking forward to the show that night. Some even asked for autographs and when Hermione laughed, they told her that they believed she was going to be a household name and they could say they knew her before she became famous. This all hit Hermione like a ton of bricks; she wasn't expecting this at all. Draco watched from the sidelines, admiring how graciously Hermione handled the attention. It wasn't going to her head and she seemed to be genuinely amazed that The Gryffs had a fan base.
"Oh wow, look at the time. I'm going to have to get back to Cecilia's. I'm sorry about all of the interruptions," Hermione said sadly.
"Nonsense love, don't apologize. I enjoyed my time with you. Let's get you back and I'll see you tonight," Draco said as he led her to where Marco was waiting to pick them up.
Cecilia peered out of her living room window and saw the black Mercedes pull up at 3:00 p.m. on the dot. She was actually felt relieved when she saw Hermione was back. It was just that there was something about that Malfoy character that set her on edge. Cecilia could see how possessive Draco was of Hermione, it was evident even in something as inconsequential as leading Hermione to the front door. He had his hand firmly pressed to the small of her back and was giving the young woman such an intense look, like he couldn't bear leaving her. A small part of Cecilia was a little envious of how the young wizard wasn't afraid to wear his heart on his sleeve. Her only problem was how this was going to affect Hermione. Cecilia hoped everything was going to go smoothly once The Gryffs were permanently based in Los Angeles, but she couldn't help having a sense of foreboding.
Hermione and the rest of the band were waiting backstage in the lounging room for the show to start. They were flabbergasted by the attention they were starting to receive. Lane and Travis said they had been stopped on the streets and asked for autographs too! Neville laughed and wondered if anyone would recognize him, but he hardly ever went out when they were in Los Angeles. He was content to stay at Cecilia's and work on his music until it was time to go to The Whiskey. In fact, he had written a few songs he wanted to show the band. His thoughts were interrupted by Jeremy Bustamante.
"Hey, I just had to catch your show tonight. Man, The Gryffs are generating a buzz like you wouldn't believe! Did you see the crowd waiting?" Jeremy addressed all of them.
Travis wanted to roll his eyes when he saw The Turd burst in. He knew why The Turd was there, he could see him checking out Hermione in the fitted black leather pants she was wearing. She had paired the pants with a low-cut magenta halter top. As usual, Hermione was smoking hot. The guys in the band kept it simple and wore worn Levis with whatever T-shirt looked clean. Travis couldn't help thinking that The Turd looked like a Ken doll in his immaculate black button down, designer jeans, and Italian leather loafers. The guy was too put together, he just wasn't natural.
"Jeremy, how are you?" Hermione asked.
"I've been doing great doll. You're looking fierce babe!" Jeremy exclaimed and hugged her.
Hermione laughed and hugged him back. As she did this, a familiar feeling came over her. When she hugged Jeremy, it felt like she was hugging Sebastian. Huh, could it be Jeremy had sugar in the gas tank, she thought. That would be so ironic considering how he was currently a heartthrob for young girls all over the world. Funny Travis never picked up on it, but sometimes guys were a little slow. If Jeremy was gay, he did a good job of concealing it.
Draco had grabbed a table with Marco and his wife Polly. He was enjoying the young couple's company. He found out that they had been married for 5 years and had a 3 year old daughter, Paige. Polly showed him pictures of Paige and Draco thought the little girl was adorable. Marco's parents were babysitting Polly so they could come out that night. Draco felt terrible that he had asked Marco to drive for him that night, so he insisted on picking up the tab for the whole evening. Marco and Polly protested, but Draco only smiled and said he wanted them to enjoy their time out. As he watched Marco and Polly, he wondered if one day he and Hermione would be like them. Would they be as happily married and have children? Draco never would've imagined he'd be having thought like this about any young woman.
Cecilia was in her usual spot at the bar with Leo. She spotted Draco sitting with a young couple. She was glad to see that he was sitting quietly and conversing, even laughing with the couple. Leo's "come to Jesus" meeting with Draco the last time he was here must've worked wonders.
The lights dimmed and The Gryffs began with Metallica's version of Bob Seger's song "Turn the Page." A Hell's Angel named Clive had seen Lane earlier that day and requested that they play it. Draco watched as the motorcycle gang cheered and gave The Gryffs a standing ovation when the song ended. He looked around The Whiskey and it was obvious that the band was gaining quite a diverse fan base. It went from college students to older couples who still tried to dress like they did as teenagers.
As the show went on, Hermione was shocked when a black thong was caught by the end of her guitar. She quickly got over her shock and started laughing. She flung the underwear to Travis. He caught it with a drumstick and spun it around. He looked towards Neville and Neville shook his head. No telling where those knickers had been, he thought. Travis threw the thong to Lane. Lane caught it and tied the thong to the stand of his microphone. It wasn't long before more knickers started hitting the stage and Lane's microphone stand was a kaleidoscope of different colors and styles of women's undergarments. Yeah, The Gryffs had arrived.
When they were wrapping up their set, Clive the Hell's Angel approached the stage. He spoke to one of the bouncers. The bouncer nodded and went up to the stage. He asked The Gryffs if it was okay for Clive to meet them, he wanted to give the band T-shirts from his gang's chapter. The band agreed that it was all right and Clive came up onto the stage. He was very intimidating looking, 6'2 feet tall and a very muscular build. Probably in his mid-40's, he had short, spiky black hair peppered with gray and brown eyes. He told the band how much he appreciated them playing the song he requested and wanted to give them T-shirts as a token of his appreciation. He handed the guys black T-shirts, but had a white one for Hermione.
"You ma'am get our special T-shirt, just for the ladies," Clive said and smiled as he handed the shirt to Hermione.
"Well I'm honored sir, thank you," Hermione replied and smiled. She opened the shirt and discovered it had the chapter's name on the front, "Support Your Local Hell's Angels Chapter 81." It was a cropped T-shirt and looked like it fit snugly. When Hermione turned it over, she couldn't believe it! Her mouth dropped as she read the back and it said "Bad Girls Ride Bad Boys!" This definitely was a T-shirt that would get attention if she wore it. Clive winked at her when he saw her reaction and waved to them as he stepped off the stage. The Gryffs waved back and thanked him.
They made their way backstage and Hermione went to her dressing room to take a quick shower and change. Cecilia said it was okay to fly back to London with Draco, so she wanted to hurry. She noticed Jeremy Bustamante was standing outside of the door and he looked like he wanted to speak to her. He wasn't his normally "oh I'm so cool and bored" self. He actually appeared nervous and was shifting from one foot to the other.
"Hermione, I know you're on your way back to London, but I wondered if I could speak to you for a few minutes," Jeremy said hesitantly.
"Sure Jeremy, why don't you come in and we'll talk," Hermione said. She figured she had a little time to spare and Jeremy looked like he had something on his mind.
They walked into the room and Hermione sat at a dressing table and started to remove the heavy makeup, while Jeremy sat behind her on a couch. He took a deep breath and began to speak.
"Would you be my date for an awards show coming up in the last week of April?" Jeremy asked.
"Jeremy, are you asking me out? I'm sorry, but I'm seeing someone," Hermione replied as she turned and faced him.
"Maybe I need to rephrase this; I know you have a boyfriend. I just thought I'd ask if you'd attend this event with me as a friend. I'm in between girlfriends at the moment and I don't have the energy or desire to look for another one," Jeremy said.
Hermione gave him a hard stare and cocked her head. "Jeremy, I'm going to ask a very personal question and I totally understand if you tell me to go fuck myself or to mind my own business, but are you gay?"
Jeremy closed his eyes and sighed. "Yes I am Hermione. Wow, that actually felt good. I want to come out, but my manager doesn't think it's a good idea at this point of my career, so I have to keep putting on this act of being a stud and dating the latest 'it' girl. The fucked up part is that my family knows and I've been dating my sound engineer, Scott, for the past year. So, would you help a queen out?"
"Jeremy, I don't know what to say. Sure, I'll help you, but I feel for you since you've been holding in something of this magnitude all this time. I can assure you what you told me tonight isn't leaving this room," Hermione answered. She was right; Jeremy did have sugar in his gas tank and equal amounts of fairy dust throughout the rest of his body. Hermione did agree with his manager; if Jeremy would reveal his homosexuality at this point in his career, there was no telling what direction his career would take. The public was very fickle; it could make or break you.
"Thank you so much. This means the world to me. I don't know Hermione, but something told me that you'd understand. You really are an amazing woman. This is great. I'll let you get back to what you were doing. I'll get my manager to contact Cecilia and they'll iron out the details for our 'date.' You have no idea how much I appreciate this," Jeremy said, looking very relieved.
"No problem, I think we'll have fun. I feel like I'm making a new friend," Hermione said and smiled. They hugged and Jeremy made his way to the door and walked out. As he left, Draco was standing outside of Hermione's door and looked at him with narrowed eyes. Jeremy sensed that the young man wasn't pleased, so he attempted to break the ice.
"Hey, how are you? Jeremy Bustamante and you are?" Jeremy asked as he extended his hand to Draco.
Draco reluctantly took his hand. "Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger's boyfriend," he answered flatly as he shook Jeremy's hand.
"Great to meet you Draco. I was just congratulating Hermione on having another great show. I know you're heading back to London, so I'll make myself scarce. Have a good evening," Jeremy said and was glad to get away from Draco's penetrating stare. Sheesh, talk about a jealous boyfriend, Jeremy thought to himself. He wanted to laugh because if only Draco knew he was more interested in getting into his pants than his girlfriend's! Hermione sure did have a scrumptious-looking man.
Hermione was still sitting at the dressing table removing the last of the heavy makeup when Draco walked in. She was still processing what she had just found out about Jeremy and didn't realize Draco was there until his eyes met hers in the mirror.
"Hey, I was just getting gunk off of my face and I was about to step into the shower. I shouldn't be too long," Hermione said and smiled.
Draco placed his large hands on the back of the chair Hermione was sitting on and leaned forward. "You have the most interesting fans love, all the way from the Hell's Angels to the very impressive Mr. Bustamante," he said in a bit of a sarcastic tone.
"Is there a problem Draco? The guy from the Hell's Angels is Clive and he only wanted to give the band T-shirts. He saw Lane earlier in the day and requested the first song we played tonight. Jeremy is a friend, I guess he feels comfortable with us since he's a wizard," Hermione replied, her eyes narrowing as she looked back at Draco. She knew if she told Draco Jeremy was gay, it would alleviate this tension that appeared to be building, but there was no way Hermione would betray Jeremy's confidence.
"I'm sorry love, I guess I wanted you all to myself once the show was done," Draco said softly as he lifted her hair and kissed the back of her neck.
Hermione closed her eyes and savored his touch. Draco had such an erotic effect on her; every sense in her body was on alert when he touched her. She turned to him and put her hands on his waist and kissed Draco on the lips. "Draco, it's all business, nothing personal. The more successful The Gryffs become, the more people are going to want to interact with us. I don't want to be labeled as a stuck-up bitch. I hate when someone who's famous is rude to fans, the fans are the ones that got you to that point. We all need to remember that."
"Mm hmm, what were you saying love," Draco murmured as he continued to place small kisses on her neck and had his hands in her shirt, gently massaging Hermione's breasts.
"Draco, stop! I need to get out of here. The other band is going to need this room. As much as I'd like to continue this, we can't," Hermione said softly and smiled at him.
"Okay love. I'll be waiting in the car. Marco and his wife are going to take us to the airport," Draco said.
"Give me about 10 minutes," Hermione replied.
Draco nodded and waved to her as he walked out of the dressing room. When he was approaching the exit, he met up with Travis. They almost walked into each other and as they tried to walk around the other, they kept going in the same direction.
"Dude, do you want to dance?" Travis asked jokingly.
"No, that's quite all right. Excuse me, I'll be on my way," Draco said coldly as he looked at Travis.
"Don't let me stop you, later," Travis said as he made his way backstage. Damn, talk about someone not being able to take a joke. He had no idea what Hermione saw in that pompous prick.
Hermione took a very quick shower and slipped on a light silver hand-crocheted dress with silver sandals. She did a quick drying spell on her hair and pulled it into a high ponytail. Quickly double checking the room to make sure she didn't forget anything, she exited the room. When she walked out she bumped into Travis.
"Oomph, Trav. I'm so sorry, that's what I get for trying to hurry," Hermione said and laughed.
"It's okay Hermione. Come on, I'm headed to the exit too. I had forgotten my Hell's Angel T-shirt in the dressing room. Didn't want to forget that, I really like it. Are you going to wear yours anytime soon?" Travis asked mischievously. She looks good enough to eat; Travis thought as he took in her fitted dress and breathed in her alluring scent.
"Oh my goodness, did you see it? Draco would die if I wore that around him. 'Bad Girls Ride Bad Boys', seriously? It was nice of that guy to give us shirts, though," Hermione replied and chuckled.
"Yeah it was. Hey, the beach wasn't the same without you today," Travis said and gave a wistful smile.
"Oh, I'm sure you had a good time without me. All of that eye candy you had to look at? Come on Trav. We should be able to go next weekend. If Draco can make it, he'd probably like to see the beach," Hermione said.
"Sure, that'd be great. I'll see you at practice this week Hermione. Take care," Travis said as they walked out to where Leo and Marco had the vehicles waiting. He couldn't believe he just agreed with Hermione about Draco joining them at the beach. He'd rather be eaten alive by wolves than go anywhere with fucking Draco Malfoy.
"You too Travis. I'll talk to you later," Hermione called out as she walked up to the Mercedes. Draco stepped out and held the door open for her. As she climbed into the vehicle, Draco narrowed his eyes at Travis. The American wizard was getting a little too close for comfort with Hermione.
Travis stared right back at him. What was Draco Malfoy's problem? Insecure much? Hermione was way too good for him.
Hermione smiled at Draco as he slid in beside her. He introduced her to Marco's wife Polly and they chatted the whole way to the airport. Polly wasn't sure what her impression was going to be of Hermione after watching her on the stage. She assumed she was going to be snob, but the young girl was anything but that. Hermione came across as very caring and genuine. Draco didn't say very much on the ride to the airport. Polly noticed that he never took his eyes off of Hermione or let go of her hand, raising it up to his lips to kiss it every so often.
They arrived at the airport and Marco drove straight to the hanger. Hermione and Draco exited the vehicle and told Marco and Polly goodbye. Hermione had even gotten Polly's number so they could hang out whenever she was in Los Angeles. Polly was only a few years older and they had hit it off. It would be nice to have a female friend in the area.
Amaya greeted the young couple warmly when they boarded the jet. She remembered the last flight so as soon as she was sure they were situated, she went to the cockpit and left the young couple alone. Hermione and Draco settled into their seats and waited for the jet to take off.
"Draco, you've been quiet," Hermione said as she gave him a concerned look.
"I have a few things on my mind love," Draco replied as he looked at her.
"Oh? Do you want to talk about it?" Hermione asked.
"As a matter of fact I do. I'm just going to say it. I hate the way Travis looks at you and I didn't care to see that Bustamante fellow hanging around your dressing room," Draco said.
"What do you mean, the way Travis looks at me? As far as Jeremy is concerned, he's only a friend," Hermione said.
"Come on Hermione. You can't tell me you don't notice the way that American wizard is always undressing you with his eyes? I just want to hex him every time I see him!" Draco growled.
"No, Draco I haven't noticed. I don't know where this is coming from. Travis and I are in a band together, it's a job. I really don't like the vibes I'm getting from you Draco. You have no reason to be jealous of Travis or Jeremy. I'd never cheat on you, I love you," Hermione said.
"I can't help feeling like this Hermione. I hate when you have to leave for Los Angeles every weekend. You practice all week with the band. I'm lucky if we even get to talk when you get back from practice. You're usually so tired from keeping up with your schoolwork and The Gryffs. I'm feeling a little neglected babe," Draco said dejectedly, running his fingers through his hair.
"Draco, you need to be more open with me. I'm sorry if I've been distracted. It's been crazy these past few weeks. I'll make more of an effort baby. You know my favorite part of the day is when I come back to our dorm and you're waiting for me," Hermione replied, caressing his cheek.
"It's my favorite part of the day too love. Hermione, you're my world, I love you so much," Draco said as he looked into her eyes.
Hermione's breath caught as she listened to his heartfelt words. "Draco, you're everything to me, I love you so much too. I'd never hurt you."
As they were having this intense conversation, the jet had taken off and they were airborne. Draco looked at Hermione and leaned over to kiss her.
"Why don't you get your sweet ass out of that seat and in my lap?" Draco whispered.
Hermione smiled seductively and unbuckled her seat belt. "As you wish," she whispered back. She climbed onto Draco's lap and let her legs drape over one side of the seat. Draco pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back fiercely. He placed one hand under her dress and stopped at her knickers. Draco smirked when he felt how wet Hermione was.
"Someone's liking this," Draco murmured.
Hermione looked at him and bit her bottom lip. "Are you going to do something about that?"
"Oh babe, we've only just begun. Did I mention how hot you look in that silver dress? You'll look even better once I remove it," Draco said.
"I'm glad you liked the dress. I bought it because it reminded me of the color of your eyes," Hermione said softly.
"I can't get enough of you," Draco said as he held her tightly and kissed her again, lightly pushing his tongue into her mouth. Hermione groaned as their tongues delicately dueled for dominance. It wasn't long before the dress was off and cast aside on the empty seat beside them. She pulled off Draco's shirt and when it was off, she ran her hands over his warm, smooth skin. All of a sudden, Draco stood up with Hermione in his arms and brought them to the small bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed and Hermione sat up with her arms behind her and palms laid out flat on the bed, watching Draco, her eyes darkening with desire as he removed the rest of his clothes. No other man could make her feel like he did. When he was done, he lay down beside her on the bed. He pulled Hermione on top of him; she bent her head and kissed him fervently. Draco undid her ponytail and ran his hands through her thick hair. He made his way down the soft curves of her body and came to the silver thong she was still clad in.
"No fair love, you still have too many clothes on," Draco said softly as he removed the thong. Hermione smiled against his cheek and lifted herself up so he would have easier access to remove her knickers. She gasped when she felt one of Draco's long fingers inside of her, his thumb rubbing her clit. It felt wonderful, she needed this release. It didn't take long before she was writing and breathing heavily as she looked at him with heavily lidded eyes. Draco was so talented with his hands.
"Draco, that was incredible. Only you can make me feel like this," Hermione said breathlessly.
Draco smirked and flipped her over, so he was on top. Hermione was still trying to catch her breath as he slipped into her and began to thrust forcefully into her. Draco wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him, as he ground into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed against him. Sometimes she liked it a little rough. Draco looked deep into her eyes as he pushed. She gasped when he lightly bit her on her right shoulder. Hermione slapped him away playfully and chuckled as she tried to push him away. This excited Draco and he removed his arms from around her waist, so he could pin her down by her wrists. He couldn't help it, it was part of his personality, he loved being on top and dominating. Draco was thrilled when Hermione pushed against his hands, acting as if she wanted to get away from him. This pushed Draco over the edge and he came into her with short, intense bursts. It was the most incredible feeling, only Hermione could do this to him. He slid out of her and lay beside her. Hermione had her eyes closed and a small smile on her lips. Draco propped himself up on one arm and ran his hand lightly over her body, smiling.
"That wasn't too intense? I'm sorry I bit you," Draco said, chuckling lightly.
"Draco, that was mind-blowing. I didn't mind the love bite, just make sure you don't pierce my skin next time," Hermione replied and kissed him.
"I'd never deliberately hurt you Hermione, you know that, don't you," Draco said with a solemn expression, as he sat up and looked into her eyes.
Hermione propped herself up and brought her hands up to cup his face. "I know Draco, I'd never hurt you either. I love you."
"I love you too," Draco answered. They stayed in the bed and fell asleep. After a few hours, there was a soft knock on the door. It was Amaya letting them know that they were about to land in London. Hermione giggled as she and Draco looked for their clothes. When they were finally dressed, they took their seats.
Hermione looked at Draco as he was looking over a folder of figures from Malfoy Enterprises. Draco felt her staring and smiled at her, kissing her on the cheek and then turning his attention back to the folder. Their lovemaking was different tonight, Hermione thought. It was so intense, as if Draco was afraid she was going to lose her. She wondered where they were heading with their relationship. Everything was going well; they were going to be okay. Their love was going to be strong enough once she moved to Los Angeles.
The month of April seemed to zoom by too. Since Draco and Hermione had talked, their relationship reached another level. It was almost frightening to Draco when he thought about how much he loved Hermione. She only had to smile at him and his heart would seem to skip a beat. He could definitely see a future with her beyond Hogwarts. This was a thought that had been in Draco's mind quite often in the last month.
Draco became used to Hermione's hectic schedule. His father was piling on more Malfoy Industries duties, so Draco was busy as well. He regretted that he couldn't take another weekend to be with Hermione in Los Angeles, but he had so much to do and learn with his family's business. It was a bit intimidating when Draco thought about how his father was going to hand over the company to him, but he was up for the challenge.
It was at the end of April and Hermione had to go on her "date" with Jeremy as she promised. The awards show was taking place on Friday night, so Hermione arranged to leave Hogwarts Thursday evening. She made up an excuse to Draco about having to work with Cecilia. Hermione hated lying, but after the way he got so upset about seeing Jeremy at her dressing room, she didn't want to risk telling Draco about the mock date. It would be so easy to tell him about Jeremy being gay, but there was no way Hermione would break Jeremy's confidence. She met Cecilia at the airport hangar and the Lear jet brought them to Los Angeles. Cecilia had known about Jeremy and she discussed it with Hermione.
"Look, let me tell you. Jeremy's manager wants to kiss your feet for agreeing to do this. Abigail doesn't want this getting out and I can't say I blame her. Jeremy Bustamante is a household name and he's red hot right now. This is also good publicity for The Gryffs too," Cecilia said.
"No one has to kiss my feet. Jeremy's a nice guy and I'm glad to help him out. What do you mean good publicity for The Gryffs?" Hermione asked.
"Well, everyone is going to want to know who the mystery girl with Jeremy is. Reporters will dig around and find out you're the lead guitarist for The Gryffs. Voila, instead publicity," Cecilia replied.
"Oh. I hadn't thought of it like that," Hermione said quietly.
"What's wrong? Are you having second thoughts?" Cecilia asked.
"No, I want to do this for Jeremy, but I guess I never thought about all of the paparazzi following him around. It didn't occur to me that they'd be interested in who I was!" Hermione said.
"Welcome to showbiz. You know how many aspiring actresses/singers would give her eyeteeth to be in your position? If you're seen out with Jeremy Bustamante, it pretty much guarantees everyone who reads tabloids or web blogs will know who you are the next day," Cecilia said.
Hermione sighed. "Let's hope Draco doesn't read any of them. He'll never understand."
"You didn't tell him you were going to be attending a show with Jeremy?" Cecilia asked with raised eyebrows.
"No, I couldn't Cecilia. He's so jealous," Hermione said.
"Hermione, I'm the last one that should be doling out relationship advice, but that doesn't sound too healthy. Your young man sounds a bit too possessive," Cecilia said.
"No, it's just that he really loves me and I love him," Hermione said.
"Sounds like you're making excuses for him babe. Hermione you're too young to be in such an intense relationship. You need to 'spread your wings' and enjoy life. Shit girl, you got the world by the tail. Don't be tied down to a guy," Cecilia stated.
"It's not like that Cecilia. I don't feel tied down. I can't explain what Draco and I share. I've never felt like this before," Hermione said.
"Was he your first?" Cecilia asked.
"Yes, why?" Hermione asked hesitantly.
"That's what it is. Draco's your first love; of course it'll be intense. All I'm saying is don't make hasty decisions. Life's too short to have someone breathing down your neck and always questioning your actions. You have a brilliant career ahead of you with The Gryffs. Will Draco be able to handle you being based in Los Angeles?" Cecilia asked.
"This is all making my head spin Cecilia! I don't like to think about when I have to leave for Los Angeles. Draco and I both know it's coming, but we just skirt around it. I guess we're trying to make the most of our time together," Hermione said.
"You know you'll be finished at Hogwarts soon and the plan is to come to L.A. I'll respect whatever decision you make Hermione, but please think of everything you'll have at stake," Cecilia said.
"Cecilia, my plans have always been to move with The Gryffs to Los Angeles as soon as I graduate. That hasn't changed. Draco and I will have to figure it out as we go along I suppose," Hermione said. She had been avoiding this topic but it felt good to discuss it with Cecilia. She loved Draco, but she loved being part of The Gryffs too.
A stylist came over to Cecilia's house and did Hermione's hair and makeup. The stylist, Mona, made a loose bun and let curls frame her face. Her makeup was subtle, yet her best features were emphasized, mostly her expressive brown eyes. Hermione had found a dress a few weeks ago at a little boutique on Melrose Avenue. It was a short, strapless black dress with an asymmetrical hemline. Cecilia lent her a pair of black Christian Louboutin platforms. As Hermione checked herself in the mirror, she had to admit she looked good. A black Cadillac Escalade limousine pulled up to pick her up. Hermione raised her eyebrows when she saw the huge vehicle and marveled at the driver who had to drive it though the winding streets to get to Cecilia's house.
Jeremy came to the door and picked her up like a proper date. Jeremy smiled when Hermione answered the door. He was glad to see her.
"Hermione, you look awesome! Are you ready? I can't thank you enough for doing this," Jeremy said as he held her hands and appraised her outfit.
"You look wonderful too Jeremy. So dashing in your tux, I like it!" Hermione exclaimed.
Cecilia came to the door and greeted Jeremy. He and Hermione looked so cute together.
"Okay you kids have a nice time and don't stay out too late. I feel like a mom and I'm watching my daughter go off to prom," Cecilia said and laughed as she took a picture of them with her cell phone.
Hermione and Jeremy looked at each other and simultaneously rolled their eyes. Cecilia was a trip. They waved to Cecilia and climbed into the limousine. When Hermione entered the vehicle, there was a nice-looking young man seated. He smiled when he saw Hermione.
"Hi, you have to be Hermione. I'm Scott Erickson, Jeremy's other half. Thank you for doing this, it means a lot to Jeremy and me," Scott said. He was a little taller than Hermione, slim with short curly black hair and twinkling blue eyes behind trendy wireframe eyeglasses.
"It's so good to meet you Scott and like I told Jeremy, I'm glad to do it," Hermione replied and smiled back at him. What a nice guy, Hermione thought.
The trio chatted amicably as they made their way to the awards show. It took about half an hour to arrive because of the traffic. The awards show was for a children's network and Jeremy was up for quite a few awards, including Favorite Performer of the Year. It was a pretty big deal, since many young people made up his listening audience.
Jeremy gazed out of the darkened windows and took a deep breath as the limousine stopped at the entrance of the convention center. He turned toward Hermione. "Are you ready? Just smile, hold onto my arm, and walk straight ahead. It looks crazy tonight."
Hermione nodded and also took a deep breath. She could see the crowd that had amassed on each side of the red carpet. When the driver opened the door, Hermione exited the vehicle first and there was no reaction. Suddenly, as Jeremy stepped out, the screaming started. Hermione pasted a smile on her face as Jeremy took her arm and they walked down the red carpet. Cameras flashed and the reporters were yelling out questions and comments, mainly wanting to know who Hermione was. Jeremy took this all is stride, smiling, even stopping to greet fans and sign autographs. They finally made it into the building. Hermione turned to Jeremy.
"Merlin Jeremy! Is it always like this when you go somewhere?" Hermione asked still in awe over what she just experienced.
"Pretty much. It was overwhelming at first, but you learn to handle it after a few times," Jeremy said and chuckled.
"All I can say is wow! You managed that very well, I'm impressed," Hermione replied.
"Why thank you Ms. Granger. Are you ready to go to our seats?" Jeremy asked.
"Sure, lead the way. Hey, where's Scott?" Hermione asked.
"He used one of the side entrances. He's probably seated, we'll meet him," Jeremy said.
Hermione alongside Jeremy and she reflected on what she'd just experienced. She thought about Scott and she felt sad for the young man. It was a real shame that he and Jeremy had to hide their feelings and go to such measures to protect Jeremy's public identity. Hermione saw that Scott was seated a few rows behind them. She looked back, smiled and gave him a small wave. He winked and waved back at her. She so wished she could trade seats with him; Scott should be the one sharing this evening with Jeremy.
Jeremy ended up winning Favorite Performer of the Year along with other awards for his music. Hermione was so impressed by the way he accepted his awards with grace and was so thankful to everyone. She thought back to the first time she had met Jeremy and thought he was a prat. No wonder he acted like such a prick; this wonderful and incredibly talented young man was under so much pressure not to be able to act on his true feelings.
Afterwards, they attended a party being held by Vanity Fair magazine. Hermione couldn't believe all of the celebrities she spotted and was almost speechless as Jeremy introduced them to her. They stayed for about an hour, so as Jeremy put it, "he put in an appearance." They met the limousine at the entrance and climbed in. Scott was already seated and was working on a laptop computer. He looked up and smiled when he saw Hermione and Jeremy.
"Everything went okay?" Scott asked.
"It was excellent, Hermione is the perfect date," Jeremy replied as he kissed Scott on the cheek.
Scott smiled at him and tenderly touched Jeremy's cheek. "Hermione, I know Jeremy has thanked you, but I wanted to let you know I appreciate you doing this too."
"Scott, I enjoyed the evening. It was fun being Jeremy's 'date,' Hermione said and smiled back.
"It's just difficult to find a young woman who'd be willing to do this, plus one who we can trust. You are definitely one in a million honey," Scott said.
"Well, anytime a situation like this pops up let me know. If I'm available, I'll do this for you guys," Hermione said.
The two young men thanked her and were relieved the evening had gone so well. The paparazzi totally bought that Hermione was dating Jeremy.
Since Hogwarts was now wireless, many muggle and some trendy pureblood students had laptop computers. This was how Hogwarts student body found out about Jeremy and Hermione's evening. Two First-Year Gryffindor girls who were total Jeremy Bustamante fanatics were upset when they opened a teen gossip blog. The first item that popped up had a headline of "Jeremy Bustamante's New Gal Pal?" The two young girls frowned when they read the caption and waited for the photo to download. They hated when Jeremy B. had a new girlfriend! Their frowns turned to jaws almost dropping to the floor when they realized Jeremy Bustamante's new girlfriend was none other than the Head Girl of Hogwarts, Hermione Granger! The two young girls were making such a commotion that a Fifth-year female Prefect named Betsy came over to see what was happening. As soon as Betsy saw the photo, she called over her friend April.
"You will not believe this! Check it out; Hermione Granger was out with Jeremy Bustamante!" Betsy exclaimed.
"Wait a second. Isn't she dating Draco Malfoy? Did they break up? I hadn't heard anything," April remarked.
"I don't know, but if they haven't, they probably will over this. Damn, I didn't think Hermione Granger had it in her," Betsy said as she watched the younger girls scroll through the blog.
By the end of the evening, all of Hogwarts houses knew about Hermione's date. When this news reached Ginny, she wondered what the hell Hermione was doing. There had to more to this, thought Ginny. Hermione was very loyal and would never step out on Draco. This date was probably prearranged by Cecilia or something. Besides, Hermione had told her how much of a git Jeremy was when she first met him. There was more to this story and Ginny intended on getting to the bottom of it.
Draco had worked all weekend at Malfoy Industries in London. He was about to head home on Sunday morning when he decided he wanted one of those muggle coffees, a latte. There was a chic little coffee shop across the street from their building, so he quickly crossed the roadway and made his way to it. Draco placed his order and while he was waiting, his attention was drawn to that quirky muggle invention, the television. There was a news show playing; at the moment a segment about celebrities began. Draco's heart dropped and his blood ran cold as he watched Hermione walk the red carpet with Jeremy Bustamante. Hermione had lied to him. He walked out of the coffee shop, forgetting about his latte. Draco calmly made his way back to his office, but inside he was seething. When he arrived at his office, he went in and locked the door. He made his hands into fists and began to punch his steel-framed desk with all of his strength. He only stopped when both hands were bleeding and throbbing. How could Hermione do this? He loved and trusted her! How could she, was the only thought running through Draco's mind.
The rest of Hermione's weekend went as it usually did. The Gryffs played their show Saturday night and they left right after for London. She was glad to back home and couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts. She missed Draco so much. Hermione left her parents' home Sunday afternoon and was so happy when she arrived at Hogwarts. She was practically skipping as she made her way to her dorm. Hermione stepped through the portrait hole and a huge smile lit up her face when she saw Draco waiting.
"Draco, I missed you so much. Merlin, what happened to your hand?" Hermione asked and was about to hug him when Draco held out his bandaged hand. He had punched his desk so violently; it was taking more than one healing charm to repair his hands.
"Really Hermione? You missed me? You missed me so much that you were out with Jeremy Bustamante?" Draco growled and his eyes flashed.
Hermione stepped back from him when she realized how angry he was. How was she going to explain this?
A/N: Goodness gracious! Took long enough to get this up! Exams and other assignments were taking my time. Enjoy and hope you all like it!
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