Chapter 14 - The End of the Summer Ball Part II

Draco was walking down the hall when he felt a hand grab him a pull him into an empty class room.

"Hey what-" He stammered, but was immediately silenced by the feeling of lips on his own. He relaxed. It was Granger.

She pushed him into a chair, and then sat atop him, straddling him with her legs. "Ohh…" He groaned as she moved, grinding against his hardness. She didn't know what she was doing to him… or did she? She looked up directly in his eye, smirked, and continued her torture. His breathing quickened. "Hermione… I need you." He said huskily, fumbling with the buttons of her shirt, but she slowly got up.

"Not in a class room." She replied, leaving him panting on the chair.

"But now you've gotten me all worked up!"

"Then I have achieved my mission." She said, heading back over to him and planting a kiss on his lips. "Now… You need to get back to class."

"You can't order me around!" He replied quickly.

"Are you sure?" She asked, returning to him and kissing down his neck and onto his chest.

"Okay, fine. I'll go back to class. But I better get a reward for this!" He said with a wink, heading out of the room.

'Oh you will…' Hermione said to herself.

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Finally, it was the day of the ball. Everything was busy, and people were running around everywhere, trying to get everything ready. Pammy was the only one with a date since Harry couldn't come and Hermione and Draco were still not officially a couple, and preferred to keep their 'meetings' a secret, and she was going with Brian Polstein, or "Wart Boy" as Hermione and Jessica had so kindly nicknamed him.

It was eight o' clock by now and everything was chaotic. Pammy finished getting ready first, for she was the most simplistic of the three. She entered Hermione and Jessica's dorm in her long white gown with sequins around the neckline and straps. She had her hair in an up-do which was several knots at the top with spiraled curls spilling down from them, and the bright red color contrasted beautifully with her dress.

"Aw, Pammy! You look so good!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I do, don't I?" Pammy joked. "So what the hell is taking you two so damn long?"

"I'm almost ready!" Said Jessica walking, quite clumsily, out of the bathroom due to her insanely high heels.

"Jessica, you are going to break your neck." Pammy stated bluntly.

"Hey! God gave me short legs, and heels to fix them with!" She replied, re-adjusting the strap that was digging into her ankle. "How do I look?"

"Like a Barbie." Hermione repeated, laughing.

"Is that such a bad thing? Because you are saying it like it is…" She obviously wanted compliments.

"No, you look great. Like… Prom queen Barbie."

At Hermione's last words Jessica's face brightened. The pink dress was tight in the bust, then loosened, ending several inches above her knees. It was a hot pink color, with a layer of see-through lighter pink over it, so that the darker color peeked out from beneath. Her eye shadow was a light pink to match and her dark eyelashes peeked out, making her blue eyes stand out even more than they usually did.

"Okay Hermione, now we are BOTH ready and your still in jeans and a shirt! Hurry the fuck up!" Pammy yelled, pushing her in the direction of the bathroom.

Finally, 20 minutes later, she emerged. The dress looked amazing, and her makeup matched it perfectly. Her hair lay long and soft and straightened, and she had black flats on beneath it. "I don't know…" She said, uncertainty all over her face. "Maybe I should have left my hair curly…"

"NO!" They both shouted in unison, pulling her out of the door with only enough time to grab her coat and bag.

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As the three girls entered the room, the sucked in their breaths. It was amazing. Bright, multi colored lights blared all around as the only illumination of the otherwise black room. The dance floor was packed, and streamers and balloons hung from every beam. At the end of the room was a huge stage, and they had somehow managed to book The Weird Sisters who were currently on stage belting out one of the tunes that had made them famous. It was a highly impressive sight.

"Wow." Hermione stuttered in awe.

"See? I told you it was a big deal." Jessica said, nudging Hermione and smiling at her amazement.

"This is waaay better than any of the dances we have had at Hogwarts."

"Come on, let's go get food. I'm starving," Pammy said, herding her friends towards the buffet which had many delicious looking steamed foods. Hermione knew that Pammy and Jessica were saying something, and even though she probably could have strained her ears and easily heard them over the loud music and crowd, she was distracted. She gazed over the crowd. Where was he? "Hey Hermione?" Pammy asked. Hermione turned to stair at her but said nothing. "Me and Jess are going to dance, want to come with?" Hermione shook her head nonchalantly, and her friends headed off in the direction of the dance floor.

Finally she spotted the familiar blond hair, right at the edge of the dance floor… but what was he doing?

Draco was dancing effortlessly on the dance floor, moving and swaying with the beat, but he wasn't alone. A dark haired girl was bumping and grinding against his hips. He had brought a date.

Suddenly Hermione just wanted to be as far away from this place as possible. She stared frantically for the exit but with everything happening, she could not see it. She felt her face go hot and tears threatening to fall from her eyes, and so she hastily wedged herself into the moving crowd trying to find the door. Suddenly she felt a tap on her shoulder, and whipped around to see herself face to face with a handsome boy.

"Hey." He said, his voice was low and rich. "What's wrong? You don't look like your enjoying yourself."

"I'm not." She stated flatly.

"Well I know something that can change that…" He replied, reaching into bag and pulling out a bottle of vodka. "What do you think?" He asked, pouring a glass and offering it to her.

For several seconds her conscience kicked in and told her that it was not the right thing to do… but only for several seconds. "Give me that." She said, grabbing the glass and downing it in one gulp.

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The lights that had once shone so brightly now were blurry and the music buzzed, every new beat like the drill of a jack hammer on her head. After about the third glass she drank she had lost count, and now, all her troubles had seemed to melt away. She stumbled hopelessly through the crowd, every step she took the large pit of bodies seemed to move her farther and farther away from her destination. She rubbed at her eyes, trying to see more clearly but it didn't work, and she only got more lost in the crowd. Finally she felt a hand grab her and pull her out, and towards the buffet.

"Hermione, are you okay?" She heard Jessica ask, and even though she knew Jessica was right next to her, the voice seemed very far away.

"Mmmgh." Hermione mumbled, pulling away from her friend and getting sucked back into the crowd. As the band belted out word after word they all seemed to slow down, and decrease several octaves, into a slow, low, blob of nothingness. She mumbled words of protest that clearly were not heard as many, many people bumped into her, pushing her in every which direction and finally, everything started to fade away, until the only thing she could remember was the face of Malfoy, smirking.

Then it all went black.

A/N: Okay! Hope you liked this chapter! I'm pretty sure that the next chapter or so will be her last at Merlin's and she will soon be heading back to Hogwarts! 3 reviews at LEAST before I update again please! Thanks.