1. Strange Love
Major rewrite of an old fic. At least five chapters to come. no alpha or beta. i own nothing recognisable except the fic.
Song for this chapter is "Strange Love," by Halsey
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Draco hated how much she could piss him off. Every morning without fail she came in, ruining his mood and today was no different. She had slammed the door and stepped into the room, tutting at her newspaper.
He sighed heavily and glowered up at Hermione, leaning back against his chair. "Granger, seriously?"
Hermione, placed her paper down and sighed heavily, meeting his eyes.
"Problem?" she asked, setting his coffee down in front of him. Draco picked up the coffee and tilted his head to the side.
"You do this every bloody morning! Reading a paper written by a girl you can't stand just so that you can scoff at her writing. It gives me a headache," he muttered.
Hermione rolled her eyes and flopped down in the seat beside him.
"And you complain about it every morning. Mr Malfoy, I do think we've found ourselves a routine," she said smugly. Smugness didn't suit her. Not one bit. He tore his eyes away from her mouth. "So Luna happily informed me that this year is a leap year," Draco commented.
Hermione raised her eyebrows and nodded. "That it is,"
Draco pursed his lips. "What is she up to?"
Hermione picked up her pen and raised her eyebrow. "Oh yeah, because I will tell you that," she said.
Draco rolled his eyes and scowled at her. "Come on Granger, Blaise is desperate to find out what she's planning on their trip,"
Hermione gave him a knowing smirk and tapped the tip of her nose. She was bloody infuriating.
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Hermione hated it. The way he insisted on holding every door open for her. Like she needed him. She let out a sigh and narrowed her eyes at him.
"Malfoy, I am perfectly capable of opening doors for myself," she hissed. Draco raised his eyebrows and turned to face her, glancing pointedly at the stack of books in her hands.
"Yeah, you're right. It isn't like your hands are completely full," he sneered. Hermione ground her teeth together and glared at him.
" I don't need your help!" She snapped. Draco nodded and smiled at her.
"You got it Granger," he said, letting go of the door which closed and immediately collided with Hermione.
"Draco Malfoy you complete arse!" she snapped, storming in after him. She balanced the books on one arm, struggling with the door as she shoved it open.
Draco smirked and rested against the wall in the hallway. "Yeah, looks like you don't need any help at all,"
Hermione ground her teeth together and glared at him. He would be the death of her.
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"Granger, open the fucking door!" Draco snapped, rattling the door for the fifth time. He ran a hand through his hair and scowled. He lifted his hand to rattle the door again and it opened, revealing Hermione who was staring at him, eyebrows arched.
"You're late!" he hissed. Hermione rolled her eyes and stared at him.
"Please. You are always five minutes early," she said, dismissively, taking the files from his hand as they walked towards the office.
Draco ran a hand through his hair and pursed his lips.
"We just need to make sure we make this deal Granger, it could bring a whole new clientele for the company,". Hermione turned to face him and placed a hand over her heart, feigning shock.
"Really? Well, thank you for that astute observation Draco," she sneered as they stepped into the building. Draco glared at the back of her hair and forced his professional features onto his face as he lead Hermione into the office. They could do this. They had done this hundreds of times before. They just had to cooperate.
Draco pursed his lips and turned to face Hermione his eyes blazing.
She rolled her eyes and looked at him.
"Oh come on! You can't seriously still be annoyed that I corrected her when she thought we were dating,"
Draco pursed his lips and shook his head. "No...it was more the way you did it. Hysterical laughter followed by 'no, no! God no!' Three no's Granger!" he said, running his tongue over his teeth and scowling at her. Hermione covered her mouth and let out another laugh.
"I couldn't help it! It is hilarious. As if we would ever work," she said. Draco furrowed his eyebrows and looked at her.
"I'm pretty sure people said that about Blaise and Luna in the beginning," he said. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned to face him.
"What, like it is some sort of big deal? Come on. We still got the deal," she said, waving her hand dismissively. Draco narrowed his eyes and nodded.
"Yeah, no thanks to you," He muttered. Hermione sighed and looked at him.
" What is your problem?" she asked. Draco narrowed his eyes and turned to face her.
"You are! You had the audacity to laugh because someone thought that you might be with me. Heaven forbid that Saint Granger would lower herself to the likes of me," he sneered, storming out of the office, letting the door rattle behind him.
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Hermione ground her teeth together and tried to avoid smashing the champagne glass in her hand as she watched Draco flirt shamelessly with one of their new clients. She cleared her throat and forced a smile when the client looked at her.
"These are the contracts. You might want to take a look at the information in section three and seven," she said. The woman waved her hand and shook her head.
"There's no need. I've already signed. Draco has covered everything I need to know," she said, turning back to Draco and leaning towards him. Hermione rolled her eyes and look a large gulp of her champagne. Her eyes flickered to Draco's and she clenched her jaw at the smirk covering his face. That little bastard. It was official. He was trying to piss her off. She could tell by the smarmy smirk on his face. She clenched the champagne flute, trying to ignore the simpering girl next to him. She narrowed her eyes when a perfectly manicured hand wrapped itself around Draco's bicep.
Xxx
Hermione ran a hand through her hair and unbuttoned her coat, throwing it across her chair.
"I can't believe you, you know," she muttered, turning to scowl at Draco.
He turned to face her and raised his eyebrows. "Really? Why is that?" Hermione scowled and looked at him.
" Flirting with the clientele? Talk about cheap tactics," she sneered.
Draco's eyebrows raised into his hairline and he stared at Hermione. "That is rich coming from you! The other day with the Michaelson deal! Flirting is a technique. It gets us results," he said, shaking his head and staring at her.
Hermione stared at him aghast. "I did no such thing!"
Draco laughed and shook his head.
"Sure you did. What I want to know is why it is such a big deal to you," he said smugly.
Hermione leaned back against her desk and glanced to the side, avoiding his eyes.
Draco laughed and nodded.. "I knew it,"
Hermione screwed up her face and met his eyes. "Knew what exactly?"
Draco took a step towards her and smirked.
"That you like me," he whispered, placing his hands on either side of her. Hermione licked her lips and stared up at him, she could feel his breath against her collarbone. It took everything for her not to melt into his arms. Draco moved his mouth closer, his lips brushing the base of her neck. She was on fire. Part of her wanted to shove him away and the other wanted to drag him against her. There was a knock at the door that spurred her into action. She pushed Draco away, righting herself. Draco ran a hand through his hair turning towards the door. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at her.
"Don't think that this is over Granger. I'll see you at the party," he said, winking at her over his shoulder before disappearing from the room. Hermione let out a sigh, steadying herself against the desk.
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Her hands were shaking. She couldn't stand it. She actually felt nervous. Because of Draco Malfoy. She took a deep breath and smoothed down the dress. Purple. She tried to tell herself that it had nothing to do with his ridiculous tie. Even though it matched it perfectly. She glanced at the clock and sighed. Harry and Ron would be here any minute to pick her up. She smoothed down her hair and sighed. It had taken her hours to get her hair up. She pursed her lips and headed to the doorway, trying to still the butterflies in her stomach. She opened the door and smiled at her best friends, trying not to tear up at how smart they looked. Ron grinned and nodded in the direction of the stairs.
"The girls are meeting us at the engagement party. I still can't believe Luna was the one to propose," he said, shaking his head. Hermione laughed and stared at him.
"You can't? It's Luna. Plus, a leap year is the luckiest time for a woman to propose. You know how she is about luck," she said, smiling fondly. Ron laughed and nodded.
"Yeah. I still can't get over the fact that she is engaged to Zabini though. I never thought I would have seen the day," Harry joked. Hermione laughed and nodded.
"Yeah, he's changed though. Luna tames him. Makes him a better person...and you just know that their wedding is going to be the most extravagant thing we have ever seen," she said, laughing as they stepped into the car. She was thankful that the boys had agreed to take muggle transport. It had taken far too long to get ready and she didn't want to waste her outfit before she had even gotten to the party. When they walked in her eyes immediately found Draco's and she had to force herself to look away. She made her way over to Luna and Blaise, giving them both a kiss and handing over their present. Luna opened the small box and felt her eyes welling up at the gift inside. She glanced at Hermione who smiled.
"It belonged to my Grandmother. I figured it could be your something old," she said softly, pressing a kiss to Luna's cheek and smiling. Luna grinned and nodded.
"I love it. It's a good luck Charm. Heather," she said, rubbing her hand over the broach. Hermione smiled and headed over to the bar and took a glass of champagne.
"Your hair looks ridiculous like that," Draco muttered, staring at the back of her neck. Hermione clenched her jaw and turned to face him.
"Gee, thank you," she said sarcastically. Draco smirked and shrugged his shoulders.
"Harder to fantasise about pulling it when it's all tied up," he whispered, before smirking and heading towards The middle of the room. Hermione stared after him and clenched her teeth. The nerve.
Hermione grabbed her champagne and made her way over to the crowd. Blaise cleared his throat and stood in the middle of the room. She tried not to notice when Draco moved next to her.
"Guys, Luna and I have an announcement. As you all know we have been planning our big day," he said, wrapping his arm around Luna's waist and smiling at her. Luna smiled and glanced out at the crowd.
"Hermione, I would be so grateful if you would be my maid of honour," Luna said, grinning at Hermione who nodded.
"I'd be honoured to be there for you on your special day," she said, smiling. Luna grinned and glanced at Blaise who laughed and turned towards Draco.
"Do I even need to ask?" He asked, smirking at Draco who shook his head.
"Of course not mate," he said, winking at Blaise who grinned.
Draco leaned forward, close enough to whisper in Hermione's ear.
"There will be plenty of opportunities to find something to bend you over to finish off what we started the other day," he whispered. She let out a gasp of surprise and turned to face him, throwing her drink in his face. Draco closed his eyes and wiped the champagne off of his face. He opened his eyes and glowered at her, before dragging her towards the pantry. He pushed her inside and shut the door behind them.
"What the fuck Granger...champagne in my face? What didn't think a punch would get the message across? I get it, I'll leave you alone from now on," he muttered, unbuttoning his shirt and sighing at the wet patches all over it. Hermione watched him, his fingers making quick work of his buttons. She swallowed a lump in her throat and tried not to think about his words. She ran her eyes down his chest and sucked her bottom lip between her teeth as she stared at him. Draco exhaled heavily and looked up at her.
"What you aren't even going to talk to me now Granger real mat-," his voice cut off when Hermione stepped towards him, placing her palm on his chest. He cleared his throat and met her eyes. Hermione licked her lower lip and took a step towards him, closing the gap between them and pressing her lips against his. The kiss was nothing, barely testing the waters. But it was enough to make her heart race.
"This doesn't mean anything, you know that, right?" She asked, pushing his shirt off of his shoulder and pressing a sloppy kiss against his chest. Draco nodded and pulled her against his chest.
"Got it," he whispered, tangling his hand in her hair and pulling out the ridiculous hair grips. Hermione let out a growl when her hair tumbled over her shoulders.
"That took me hours," she hissed, finding a spot on his neck to sink her teeth into. Draco let out a groan and tangled his hand in her hair.
"You shouldn't have bothered. I like it down," he whispered, letting his hands run down her frame. She scoffed and turned to face him.
"What makes you think I care what you like?" She asked, raising her eyebrow. Draco laughed and gripped her hips, stroking the silky material of her dress.
"If you didn't you wouldn't have worn purple. You know how much I love it," he whispered. Hermione closed her eyes and sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. True. Draco moved his hand to the nape of her neck and pulled her towards him. Hermione pressed her lips against his, pushing his back against the counter behind him. Draco laughed and shook his head, glancing down at her and biting his lower lip.
"You look much hotter like this," he murmured, his hand trailing down the side of her neck. Hermione raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.
"Are you going to keep talking or are you actually going to make a move?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest and smirking at Draco. Her eyes were filled with that same challenging glint he had seen a thousand times before. He took a step forward and grabbed her by the waist, crushing his lips against hers. Hermione let out a gasp and brought her hands up to grip his shoulders. Draco smirked against her lips and shook his head.
"What are you doing Granger?" he asked. Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed his belt buckle.
" Stop talking," she murmured. Draco closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Granger, you're killing me," he muttered. He stepped forward and grabbed her thighs, hooking them over his waist. Hermione shivered and leaned forward, covering his mouth with her own. Their lips moved together as Draco walked them towards the counter, stopping when Hermione's back hit the counter. She let out a gasp and put hands on either side of his face, pulling him closer. Draco slid his hand under the hem of Hermione's dress and his eyes flicked up to meet hers. She flushed and cleared her throat. Draco smirked and glanced at her. She tugged him towards her and chewed the bottom of her lip.
"This doesn't leave this room," she muttered. Draco smirked and pulled her down onto his lap.
"You're sure?" He whispered, trailing kisses down her neck. Hermione closed her eyes and nodded. Draco gripped her hips and pulled her against him, his hand slipping to the base of her back. Hermione arched against him. He tangled his hands in her hair and let out a groan, walking them towards the wall. Their mouths moved against each other sloppily and Draco rested his head against the wall behind her. He braced one of his hands against the wall above Hermione's head. Hermione moved her hands to his shoulders to steady herself before pushing herself down and making the both of them groan. Draco's head fell into the crook of her neck and he pressed an open mouthed kiss against her collarbone.
"Fuck Granger," he muttered, gripping her hair as their hips moved together. Hermione let out a gasp and dug her nails into his shoulders.
"Oh God," She whispered, closing her eyes. Draco smirked and trailed kisses down her neck.
"Didn't peg you as the religious type," he teased. Hermione growled.
"Shut...up," she whispered. Draco laughed and shook his head.
" Make me," he whispered. Hermione let out a frustrated sigh and grabbed his cheeks, pressing her mouth against his.
"I... told...you...to...shut...up," She whispered, kissing him between each word.
Draco closed his eyes. "Whatever you say love. Anything you want,"
Hermione closed her eyes and tried to ignore the way her body reacted to the one little word. She pressed her lips against his in a searing kiss. His hands tightened in her hair and their moves became sloppy and erratic. She closed her eyes and could vaguely remember crying out his name. Draco smirked and ran his thumb over her jawline.
"Draco is it?" He whispered, running his hands through her hair. Hermione closed her eyes and tried to stop the blush from creeping up.
"You were amazing love," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead before stepping back. He glanced at Hermione and sighed when she avoided his eyes.
"Granger-," he began. Hermione glanced up and adjusted her dress, she picked up her wand and cleared her throat.
"I meant what I said...this doesn't leave the room," she said softly. Draco raised his eyebrows and nodded.
"Yeah. Okay. I don't feel cheap at all," he muttered under his breath. Hermione picked up his shirt and cast a spell before handing it back to him.
"I'll follow you out in a few minutes," she said softly. Draco glanced at her and grabbed her arm.
"Hey, what we did...it was alright ...I mean we...we're good aren't we?" He asked. The corners of Hermione's lips twitched and she looked at Draco.
"It was great. We're good," she whispered. She picked up her hair grips and began working on it in the reflection from a cabinet. Draco sighed and made his way out of the pantry and over to the bar. He was stupid. So stupid. To think that she would actually want anything more. It was ridiculous.
Hermione sighed and smoothed her hair down as best she could. It was still down and ridiculously curly but she had at least managed to get rid of the sex hair. Or she had thought she had. Until she ran into Ginny who was smirking at her as soon as she walked into the hallway.
"My, my, my. I don't think I've ever seen you look so...content," Ginny said smugly, brushing her hair over her shoulder and eying her best friend. Hermione gave Ginny a sharp look and stared out into the room.
"I don't know what you mean," she snapped. Ginny raised her eyebrows and looked at her.
"So how was it? Everybody wants to know. Where did you do it, on the floor? The counter? A sink?" She asked. Hermione forced the annoyance off her face and turned to face Ginny.
"I have no idea of what you are talking about," she said, giving Ginny a look that demanded she drop it. Ginny scoffed and turned to gesture at Hermione.
"You're going to try and deny that you were shagging Draco?" She asked incredulously. Hermione schooled a look of innocence onto her face and glanced at Ginny.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said sharply. Ginny scoffed and glared at her best friend.
"Please. The sexual tension between you two could be cut with a knife. You're standing here with your hair all tousled... Then he comes out looking like a puppy that's just been kicked to the kerb. It's funny you know; the power you hold over him. He usually walks around the place like some sort of God. But now he's...sulking. It's pathetic," she commented. Hermione's eyes scanned the crowd and landed on Draco. He was already looking back at her and he grinned, making her stomach flip. Hermione cleared her throat and tried to ignore the effect his grin had on her. She turned away in time to see Ginny smirking at her.
"Nothing happened!" Hermione insisted making Ginny scoff.
"I'm your best friend! You shouldn't lie to me," Ginny said pointedly. Hermione clenched her teeth.
"Ginny. It's none of your business. Nothing happened! And if it did who cares? . I don't have to tell you anything" She snapped. Ginny laughed and turned to face Hermione.
"Yeah, nothing happened. Whatever you say,"Ginny sang, grabbing a glass of champagne before turning to smirk at Hermione, giving a pointed look at Draco before turning back to Hermione and grinning widely.
"Whatever you say,"