Money Bought- chapter three!

By: Tigre!

Rating: PG-13, as always!

A/N: I got 37 reviews! Holy potato! *really don't ask* That's more than I've ever gotten on one story! Hopefully, if I can stand to sit down and write for long, this chapter will be out by Thanksgiving so that you all have something to be thankful for while eating the dry, gross turkey your relatives make you eat. (J/K)

Disclaimer: JKR owns all things Potter-ific. I own plot. No, you can't buy that from me. ;) If you want though, you can borrow a Twisted Plot Theme…© me, Tigre…

Dedication: For me mum, because I know that she will read this and make me save it until I die! (Long story)

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Monday afternoon quickly evolved into Monday night. Hermione didn't feel like going down for dinner. She still had the whole 'What if Draco says no' obstacle ahead of her. If he did say no, what would her backup plan be? Roger Davies was a guaranteed no, because he only liked girls who were supermodels. Zabini was another dead end. Draco was her one and only option.

"Hey, Hermione!" Cried Lavender as she and Parvati crept back into the dorm room. "Have you owled anyone yet? Like Parvati reminded you earlier, the makeover session is coming up. Saturday…at seven. Or you lose…"

Hermione gave them a snide look, and returned back to pacing the room. She had been walking the perimeter of the room for about a half an hour now, trying to sort out her thoughts. Had she really meant what she wrote in that letter to Draco? Or was it all part of a hoax, a cheap way to get a date? Either way wasn't very like Hermione Granger. But who, really, was Hermione Granger?

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Soon, it was bedtime. Hermione half-heartedly changed into her mauve pyjamas and read her book. She couldn't concentrate. It had been 7 hours, over a quarter of a day since she had sent the letter, and no response. Hermione could picture the blonde-haired Slytherin rereading the love letter to his cronies, everyone laughing so hard that they cried. It would be very like Draco Malfoy, after all, to make fun of someone's emotions. Maybe it's because he doesn't have any…That was the last conscious thought her mind had. The world slipped away on the hooves of many a flying sheep, and darkness took over.

Sharp claws dug into Hermione's forearm at four in the morning. The piercing talons sliced through the thin, silky material without much effort. She awoke with a start, checking out the danger attached to her arm.

With eyes awake, she discovered that a very impatient owl had latched itself onto the middle of her arm. Hermione detached said owl, and opened up the plain envelope it had been carrying.

The letter read:

Malfoy Service for helping Insecure Girls

Slytherin dormitory, room 627

c/o Draco Malfoy

Dear Miss Granger,

Due to the number of requests Master Malfoy has at this time of year, he is sorry that he cannot be your boyfriend at this time. Check back at a later date, and he will be happy to be your gorgeous beau. In the meantime, however, why not try some of the other wonderful packages Master Malfoy has to offer:

* Yule Ball- willing to do 20-minute sessions with each girl. Will introduce self, then cordially walk away and never talk to the girl again. Cost: 18 galleons.

* Sunny Afternoons- willing to do 1-hour sessions staring out at the lake with each girl. Cost: 20 galleons, 5 for each kiss.

*ALL PRICES INCREASE BY 2-10 GALLEONS IF YOU ARE NOT IN SLYTHERIN HOUSE! QUANTITIES LIMITED!*

Sincerely,

Gillian Hughes

*Secretary of the Malfoy Service *

Hermione reread the letter, shocked at every single word that dared to peer out in its metallic silver glaze. She was beyond mad, she was livid. How DARE Malfoy to say that she was insecure? This was all some sort of prank, and it was on her. She had never felt quite as embarrassed.

Turning on a brighter light, Hermione slipped on a pink fuzzy bathrobe and left the room. She needed to talk to Malfoy, and now. Why would she honestly care if she got caught? She could simply say that she had to go to the bathroom. It might be interesting to dare a little on the wild side.

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Okay, I know, really short chapter. Staccato-chapter. Well…it's your Thanksgiving present. J Next chapter, Draco actually will talk. He's already in the story, doy. Check on chapter two if you don't know at all what I mean. OOO. ;) I'm also posting this because most likely this weekend I won't be writing. Going away.

Thanks to: Midgy *Untraditional pairings are my specialty.* GameGirl-*No box of chocolates, sorry.* Daredelvil-*I don't know if she's going to win the bet yet!* Toni- *Of course, eventually Draco and Hermione will get together.* Camille ^-~ *You adore this story? OMG, thank you for your review of this and Eclipse.* jessiCA- *Draco-next chapter-in person, wearing black pyjamas* The Strange One-*I was laughing when I made Hermione write the love letter too!* Lavender Gold- *Your stories are really cool! ^^ Very love/hate, for the Hermione/Draco-ness.* Amberblaze- *With 37 reviews, I would be insane not to continue this* bumblebee-queen-*Well, Hermione seems like the type to take charge of anything. ^^ I ROCK?! You rock for saying I rock.* DLJEWEL-* Thank you for thinking this was kewl* Lauren-*None of my friends agree with me either, they're all drooling after Sean Biggerstaff…* summer thyme-*Percy is actually not too ugly…I went to Chris Rankin's website…I'm obsessed.* GypsyJ- *The first good Potter fic you've read? Thank you! * Angel- * Thank you for the compliment!* Hermoninny Malfoy- *Well…I'm writing this every two days.* The Soul Innocence- *Was it a surprise what Draco said? I've been planning that part for a really long time* cammie-*Exactly, about the Hermione thing and the Lavender and Parvati thing. It just so happens that the valley girls at my school are the carbon copies of Lavender and Parvati.* kiki- *Like I said, hope you liked this chapter too…* ALEX- *LOL, I'll read the fics if my computer ever works correctly*

A/N: Thank you all reviewers! Until next time, I'll be thinking of clever Malfoyish insults while stuffing my face with pumpkin pie.

Peace out, minna-chan!

~*Tigre*~