That Was Weird

Chapter 21

Dear Diary,

These were my last two weeks in New York. I spent as much time with Draco as possible and I got a tattoo! Imagine that. Hermione Granger, Gryffindor's little miss know-it-all, got a tattoo...and a navel piercing.

The piercing I only got done for Draco. I saw no real appeal in it but I knew he would love it. Ah...the things one does for love. The piercing, it hardly hurt at all but it was the tattoo that killed! It felt like something was literally burning through my flesh, carving out the design.

I remember that day, the day before we had to separate for the last two weeks of summer. That was the day I got my piercing but it was the part afterwards that was actually worth talking about.

We had been contemplating different ideas on what to do that evening that we hadn't already done but we finally realized that all we wanted to do was to be together no matter where we were.

So we stayed in his hotel room and watched television. No, it was not a magical television. It was a regular muggle t-v that I had brought on vacation with me. I used a shrinking charm to get it to fit in my suitcase. I was able to bewitch it to work in the magical world without electricity.

We watched the movie Cruel Intentions, which by the way is one of the best movies ever made in my opinion. It's one of my favorite movies. Don't ask me why.

As the movie finished out, I turned to Draco and kissed him.

"What was that for?" he asked me after our lips parted.

"I just wanted to let you know how happy I am right now," I replied while standing up and walking to his kitchenette. "But I want to know what's going to happen when school starts."

I took out a bag of chips from the cabinet and walked back over to the couch. "What do you mean?" he questioned, taking the chips from my hand and grabbing a handful.

With a mouth full of chips, reminding myself a lot of Ron, I replied, "Are we going to sneak around all year, going to the Room of Requirements, or sneaking into some random broom closets? Are we going to lie every day to our closest friends? How are we going to pull this off?"

And what do you know? Just as he was about to respond, the door bursts open and in walks Zambini.

"Hey, Draco," he said before he noticed I was around. "Sorry," he said as soon as he realized I was present. "Didn't know you were busy."

I saw Draco rolling his eyes and I almost let out a laugh but I held it back, finding it inappropriate and possibly quite rude.

"What do you want, Blaise?" Draco snapped as he stood up and walked to where Blaise stood.

"I'm really sorry, Draco," Blaise said with a false tone, as if he was only pretending. "I'll come back later if you want but this'll only take a minute." He said the last part to me, basically asking me if his friend could "come out and play."

"Actually..." I began, about to tell the git that Draco and I were in the middle of an important conversation but I never got a chance to say it because Draco had already cut me off.

"What was it you wanted, Blaise?"

"Well I was walking down the street this lovely afternoon, doing some school shopping when I ran into Cindy...you remember her, right? The girl we met at the strip club a couple of weeks ago? Remember?" He paused for a moment, just to see Draco's face go white and then he continued. "Anyway, she told me to give you her card and tell you that if you want, she'd love to come over and give you a private show." He took out a little rectangular card, handing it to Draco and then he left.

As soon as the door shut behind Blaise, my eyes met with Draco's and you can only guess how angry I was. I felt the heat rising within me and the lights in the room flickered.

"Hermione...please, let me explain!"

I grabbed my coat and began walking to the door. "There's nothing to explain, Draco. I get it. You and Blaise went to the strip club! Obviously I wasn't enough for you!"

"NO! You've got it all wrong!"

"Oh really? Than enlighten me, Draco! Enlighten me!"

When his face paled once more and he failed to find a single word to explain what he was doing at a place like that, I grew angrier.

"Gods, how stupid can you be! Just when we start to be a little less confusing, just when we stop fighting, just when I finally think we're on the same page! Gods! You're so infuriating! And I actually thought that we were going to be able to have a real relationship!"

"Hermione, listen to me!"

"I don't want to hear it, Draco! You screwed up...AGAIN! That's all there is to it. All I need to know right now is why you did it!"

"I...I..." Of course he couldn't explain. I didn't expect him to.

"Just what I thought," I said haughtily, getting ready to leave. "I'll be off now. See you when school starts!"

"Hermione, please don't go," he pleaded. "Please. Stay. Listen to me."

I stopped at the door and turned to face him. "What is it, Draco? What is it you want me to listen to? A lame excuse? Or is it a pathetic apology?"

"Both?"

I almost laughed at the fact that he was not sure which one to answer and so I sat down on the couch and waited for him to talk.

"Listen, I'm really sorry about the strip club. I went there a little while before we started going out. I think it was the day before I said I loved you."

"But then why did you do it if you knew you loved me? Why didn't you just come to me instead of trying to get your jollies somewhere else?"

"I was frustrated. I hated the fact that I loved you so much. I wanted to forget that the thought of love even entered my head. So I went to the club but I swear I never even looked at another girl while you and I were together. So you really have no right to get snippy with me."

I knew he had a point, which only upset me more than you can imagine. Technically we only just got together two weeks ago so he wasn't in the wrong then. We had never discussed if we were exclusive before the other day anyway.

"Fine. I guess I can't technically argue with that. But Draco Malfoy, I swear that if I ever find out you've been to one of those places again I will make sure your life is a living hell! Those places are just degrading to women. They're awful the way they exploit those girls' bodies. Women should not be put on display like that and I don't want to hear ever again that you supported a low class place such as that for as long as we both live. Understood?"

I was expecting an incompetent little nod, like a little lost puppy that had been scolded for chewing on a shoe, but that certainly wasn't the response that I got. Instead, he replied, "Listen up, Hermione! You are not the boss in the relationship! We will agree on how everything works t-o-g-e-t-h-e-r!"

"Fine...but no strip clubs!'

"Fine!"

And that's when a good idea popped into my mind and I decided to run with it. "I'll be right back," I said, excusing myself into his room.

The rest I'll explain later. Right now, I have to go catch a flight back to England and to the Burrow. My parents want me to travel the muggle way.

Hermione

DRACO'S P.O.V.

After Blaise spilled the beans about the strip club, which by the way I know he did on purpose, Hermione and I got into a big argument and at first I tried apologizing but then I realized I technically had nothing to apologize for and so I stopped with the please-forgive-me-routine that was getting on my nerves.

As soon as we worked everything out, she excused herself to my room and didn't come back for about twenty minutes. I was angry to have to wait so long but it was worth it in the end.

Soon she came out in a trench coat and said, "So you like exotic dancers?" with a cute little devilish smile.

"Only ones with brown hair, brown eyes, a great body, and the name of Hermione," I responded trying to allow her to see that the only girl that I wanted was her and she didn't have to do anything to impress me. I loved her the way she was. But of course...if she wanted to dress up sexily and put on a little show then far be it for me to discourage her from achieving her goal.

"Silly boy," she purred seductively. "Tonight, there is no Hermione. Hermione would never do something like this." That's about the time when she pushed me down into one of the armchairs and rested her foot on the back of the chair right beside my head. Her long leg was exposed and I reached out to run my hand along it for it was just so appealing but she slapped my hand away. "Uh, uh, uh...no touching...yet."

She removed her leg and turned her back to me, taking out her wand and putting some music on. It was a muggle song I had never heard before and I really liked it. I watched as she began swaying her hips along with the music. It was hypnotizing, like when someone begins to swing a stopwatch in front of your face and you go into a daze. Well it was the same as that only instead of using a stopwatch, she was using her ass, that beautiful behind of hers that I had come to treasure.

She put on a little routine, dancing and all that all over the room and then finally, she removed the trench coat. But she didn't remove it quite the way I would have liked. I wanted her to just take it all off but no. She removed one arm at a time and she did it with her back still to me.

At last, she turned to me and dropped the coat all together, leaving her in a black lace bra and panty set that made me hard on the spot. I scanned her body from head to toe and my eyes settled on her piercing and her tattoo.

I was so fixated on the new items on her body that I hadn't even noticed her turning around once more to unhook her bra and take it off.

"You're killing me," I let out with a low grunt.

She turned to face me, her arms covering her breasts, as she walked closer and closer to where I sat. "Tell me something, Draco," she requested with confidence, though I could tell behind all that confidence, she was nervous as hell. She was just putting on a façade, trying to make me think she knows what she's doing even though she has no clue. "How am I doing? Am I just as good as those other girls that get paid to do this every night?"

"Better!" I rushed to say. "Now would you kindly remove your arms that are so rudely covering the eighth and ninth wonders of the world?" I didn't care if she was nervous or confident. I just wanted her so bad.

"Silly Draco...always in a rush." But I couldn't take it anymore so I grabbed her arms and plied them away from her breasts, receiving a little giggle from her.

"Thank the Gods!" I screamed upon seeing the gorgeous mountains in front of me. My lips attacked her right breast and began sucking furiously as she ran her fingers through my hair.

"You didn't even let me finish the show," she whined but I knew it didn't matter to her. She was just pointing it out.

"Too bad...I guess you'll have to do it again another night," I suggested, wriggling my eyebrows up and down.

"If you insist."

I wrapped her legs around my waist and began to carry her to the bedroom. "Wait," she said. "Ever since we got together, we've only been doing it in the bed. We used to be exciting. We used to do it anywhere BUT a bed and now that's the only place we even think of. I want to make love on the floor in front of the fireplace."

She had a good point. Before we got together, we had sex in the library, underneath the Quidditch stands, in the forbidden forest, in the lake...we even almost did it in the statue of Liberty!

So I laid her down on the floor, right in front of the burning embers and stripped off my own clothes.

"There's no rush, Draco," She cooed into my ear. "I want to make this last...it'll be the last time I see you for two weeks. Slow down."

And I saw that she was right and I probably should have slowed down and a part of me even wanted to but I needed her then and there. She had already succeeded in making me hard and now she had to fix the problem.

"Can't! We have a little problem that needs correcting," I said, motioning downwards. "Besides, it's already 1:00. Father will be here in an hour."

She nodded quickly and soon we were both naked, my lips traveling down her creamy white flesh and finding their way to her belly button. Once they got there, my tongue toeyed around with her piercing and I let out a low groan.

"Thought you'd like it," She giggled.

Soon I was sliding in and out of her at increasing speeding and the room was filled with moans and screams, louder than before.

A/N...This chapter was particularly hard for me to write b/c I just wasn't sure how I wanted them to say goodbye for the rest of their summer considering the last two weeks for Draco will be spent with his family and only I know how that will affect him so I knew they needed to leave off on good terms.

This chapter was finished at 4:40 PM on August 5, 2004. I started it days ago and I've been working really hard so I hope you enjoyed it.

I'll only be writing one or two more chapters for this while on vacation b/c I've decided that next week will be spent entirely on catching up with my other story, Message in a Bottle. I've spent this entire week on That Was Weird so I hope you've enjoyed these few chapters.