That Saturday morning
Knock knock
As Draco opened the door to his private room, with access to the Slytherin common room but away from all the racket, (his father got it for him) there stood a beautiful vision in blue and white. Hermione hair hadn't been uncurled with magic yet, instead her hair feel down in clouds of long loose spirals, its copper highlights standing out against the dark chocolate of her hair. Her curious amber sunset eyes and pouty glossed lips looked him over with a look that plainly said, "Well aren't you going to let me in?" She was dressed simply in a baby blue 24" French terry loose drawstring pants with double white lines going down the sides and a white 3-quarter hooded tee. Over her shoulder hung a baby blue messenger bag with the hello kitty angel logo at the bottom corner. Blinking his eyes over and over again, he replied
" Uh, ya, let me just grab my bag, I'll be out in a min, we can go to a vacant classroom". Turning around Draco tried to catch his breath, 'she's a Gryffindor Draco, a stinking mudblood Gryffindor, get you act together, so she looked like an angel sent from heaven when she came in, no biggie, get it together.' Draco ran a hand though his hair in an attempt to keep calm and unnerved by Hermione's natural, down to earth beauty. It didn't work.
Giving Draco a mischievous smile grabbing his hand she dragged him all the way to painting of a blue dragon overlooking the beautiful corrupted ocean scenery before him. The clouds were heavy and low, but in the corner a lone rose stood against it's fallen friends.
" Wow" Draco said as he looked at the still life painting, Hermione smiled, her eyes twinkling mischievously, she traced the outline of the dragon murmuring "Draconian azures fearis oceono ee rosadan bonitay " Suddenly the dragon sprang to life, swirling itself around and around till all the clouds were gone leaving an empty hole. At this Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him into the swirling vortex.
They landed in a rather large square room, with a bay window and sitting spot on each of the 3 walls. The room was on the very top of the castle; it seemed to be seated so you could see everything. The room was furnished with white silk curtains that covered the bay windows, a lush baby blue carpet, silver bay window seats and tiled walls. Draco's eyes widened at the beautiful vision before him. "Wow", was all he could get out. Hermione smiled.
"This is where I go when I'm bored or lonely, it reminds me of my attic back home, where I could sit or read for hours, this room's great, don't you think?" Hermione said taking a careless glance at him. Draco nodded his head.
Well, let's get to work then" Hermione said taking out her gold script book with the curvy Beauty and the Beast written on it. Draco took out his and they got to work. They practiced when Belle first met the Beast, she sung her song and they practiced singing their solos and their duets. IT was nearly 11am then, so they called it a day. Packing up her stuff, Hermione turned and stood straight.
" I got to go, I promised Ginny and the others I'd meet them at 3 broomsticks for lunch, they think I'm up here studying for the big exam in History," Hermione said her eyes twinkling mischievously. Draco looked shocked.
" You blew off studying to spend the morning practicing with your arch enemy?" Draco asked in awe. Hermione laughed angelically.
" Well I already studied for it and plus I need to practice singing anyways" she answered with a nonchalant shrug, " It's no biggie".
" Well, guess I'll see you at Hogsmead," Hermione said walking out the portrait hole. Draco shook his head ever so slightly, then turned and gathered his things and left.
1 At Hogsmead
" Why do you have to buy so so much Herm?" Ron asked obviously looking for someone, namely Hermione, to take pity on his and relieve him of all her shopping bags. I mean he was loaded down with 5 huge shopping bags in each hands and a couple boxes tucked under his arms, making him look like a brand new bellhop at a rich hotel. And his outfit didn't help out. He was wearing a crisp white button up dress shirt with the sleeve buttons open and 2 of the buttons on the front of his shirt undone, with causal gray slacks. In the sun his wavy red brown hair looked a golden red brown, making his look devastatingly handsome. Hermione smirked at him as she flipped her long cascading spiral twisted curls over her back.
" Poor poor Ronnikins!" Ginny teased as she leaned on Neville's arm. Over the yrs Neville had grown much taller and muscular, but still unfamiliar with his late blooming hot looks. He had longish wavy brown blond hair that always fell into his teal eyes and a light tan all over. (He went to the Caribbean's for the summer holidays) He was still shy and a bit clumsy and was still in awe that a " hot ticket" of the Gryffindor house would ask him out. Ginny had grown out of her shy sweet and naïve stage. Ever since she went out with Harry a while back she had regained her dominating confidence. Ginny was far from drop dead gorgeous but her sweet and cheerful aura just drew you in. Her sparkling deep sapphire blue eyes, that contrasted sharply against her tanned and freckled skin and long straight red gold hair, seemed so fun loving and jumping with vitality and exhilaration.
Harry smirked at his best friend as he tried desperately not to laugh.
" Harry be nice," Cho protested shoving him in the arm ever so slightly. When Harry didn't stop Cho added a threat.
" Or else I'll make you hold all of my bags and I'm not even half way though shopping" Cho threatened dangerously. Harry immediately clammed up. He was already carrying 3 bags in each hand, and Cho was carrying 3 bags in each hand too, if she gave into him he'd have to carry more than Ron, and it was only 11! They had until 4 to shop! Then they were gonna catch a movie at 4:30, called "40 days and 40 nights", (the girls just wanted to go because Josh Hartnett was in it though the guys because it had hot girls in it and talk of sex) go to their dormitories and change into dressier outfits, then head to La Dolce Canzona, a new French/ Italian restaurant in town, for dinner (I got the title from a song were singing in chorus, Fa Una Canzona) and probably catch a late movie if they got dinner fast enough.
2 hrs later at the Café house, they were all reclining on the couches, drinking coffee or sodas and eating sandwiches. Everybody was laughing and fooling around when a taunting haughtily voice booms from overhead
" Well well well what do we have here?" Pansy Parkinson drawled smirking as she leaned on Draco's arm. Draco had a bemused expression on his face mixed with boredom and disgust. Hermione rolled her eyes and retorted.
" Typical," Hermione said turning back to her friends.
" Hey what's that suppose to mean?!" Pansy asked angrily. Rolling her eyes Hermione turned back to them.
"Typical, meaning common, boring, and completely unoriginal. Honestly Pansy cant you come up with something better than, 'well well well what do we have here." Hermione told her in a lazy drawl, only to raise her voice into a squeaky soprano to imitate Pansy. Everybody around snickered. Pansy blushed furiously with one last angered glare at Hermione she stormed off dragging Draco behind her.
" So glad you got rid of that brat Herm, she's impossible" Ginny said with a shake of her head while rolling her eyes in annoyance.
" Ya, I almost feel sorry for Draco," Ron said, everybody paused and gave his a skeptical look, he rolled his eyes, " Almost people I said almost, jeez laweez."
What awaits them at the new restaurant? Stay tuned to find out… LOL I feel like the announcer guy on Digimon. Okay I know my story isn't the best so if you want a really good story might I suggest, " Never is a Promise" by LoPotter or " We'll always have Paris" by MelissaD. Because these gals really know what they are doing! Warning: they are long! If you want a quick one try To Love a Dragon by… err…well…I forgot, anyhow it's really good. 10 reviews till I update, unless they are all good and I update really soon. God I have no self control.
Knock knock
As Draco opened the door to his private room, with access to the Slytherin common room but away from all the racket, (his father got it for him) there stood a beautiful vision in blue and white. Hermione hair hadn't been uncurled with magic yet, instead her hair feel down in clouds of long loose spirals, its copper highlights standing out against the dark chocolate of her hair. Her curious amber sunset eyes and pouty glossed lips looked him over with a look that plainly said, "Well aren't you going to let me in?" She was dressed simply in a baby blue 24" French terry loose drawstring pants with double white lines going down the sides and a white 3-quarter hooded tee. Over her shoulder hung a baby blue messenger bag with the hello kitty angel logo at the bottom corner. Blinking his eyes over and over again, he replied
" Uh, ya, let me just grab my bag, I'll be out in a min, we can go to a vacant classroom". Turning around Draco tried to catch his breath, 'she's a Gryffindor Draco, a stinking mudblood Gryffindor, get you act together, so she looked like an angel sent from heaven when she came in, no biggie, get it together.' Draco ran a hand though his hair in an attempt to keep calm and unnerved by Hermione's natural, down to earth beauty. It didn't work.
Giving Draco a mischievous smile grabbing his hand she dragged him all the way to painting of a blue dragon overlooking the beautiful corrupted ocean scenery before him. The clouds were heavy and low, but in the corner a lone rose stood against it's fallen friends.
" Wow" Draco said as he looked at the still life painting, Hermione smiled, her eyes twinkling mischievously, she traced the outline of the dragon murmuring "Draconian azures fearis oceono ee rosadan bonitay " Suddenly the dragon sprang to life, swirling itself around and around till all the clouds were gone leaving an empty hole. At this Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him into the swirling vortex.
They landed in a rather large square room, with a bay window and sitting spot on each of the 3 walls. The room was on the very top of the castle; it seemed to be seated so you could see everything. The room was furnished with white silk curtains that covered the bay windows, a lush baby blue carpet, silver bay window seats and tiled walls. Draco's eyes widened at the beautiful vision before him. "Wow", was all he could get out. Hermione smiled.
"This is where I go when I'm bored or lonely, it reminds me of my attic back home, where I could sit or read for hours, this room's great, don't you think?" Hermione said taking a careless glance at him. Draco nodded his head.
Well, let's get to work then" Hermione said taking out her gold script book with the curvy Beauty and the Beast written on it. Draco took out his and they got to work. They practiced when Belle first met the Beast, she sung her song and they practiced singing their solos and their duets. IT was nearly 11am then, so they called it a day. Packing up her stuff, Hermione turned and stood straight.
" I got to go, I promised Ginny and the others I'd meet them at 3 broomsticks for lunch, they think I'm up here studying for the big exam in History," Hermione said her eyes twinkling mischievously. Draco looked shocked.
" You blew off studying to spend the morning practicing with your arch enemy?" Draco asked in awe. Hermione laughed angelically.
" Well I already studied for it and plus I need to practice singing anyways" she answered with a nonchalant shrug, " It's no biggie".
" Well, guess I'll see you at Hogsmead," Hermione said walking out the portrait hole. Draco shook his head ever so slightly, then turned and gathered his things and left.
1 At Hogsmead
" Why do you have to buy so so much Herm?" Ron asked obviously looking for someone, namely Hermione, to take pity on his and relieve him of all her shopping bags. I mean he was loaded down with 5 huge shopping bags in each hands and a couple boxes tucked under his arms, making him look like a brand new bellhop at a rich hotel. And his outfit didn't help out. He was wearing a crisp white button up dress shirt with the sleeve buttons open and 2 of the buttons on the front of his shirt undone, with causal gray slacks. In the sun his wavy red brown hair looked a golden red brown, making his look devastatingly handsome. Hermione smirked at him as she flipped her long cascading spiral twisted curls over her back.
" Poor poor Ronnikins!" Ginny teased as she leaned on Neville's arm. Over the yrs Neville had grown much taller and muscular, but still unfamiliar with his late blooming hot looks. He had longish wavy brown blond hair that always fell into his teal eyes and a light tan all over. (He went to the Caribbean's for the summer holidays) He was still shy and a bit clumsy and was still in awe that a " hot ticket" of the Gryffindor house would ask him out. Ginny had grown out of her shy sweet and naïve stage. Ever since she went out with Harry a while back she had regained her dominating confidence. Ginny was far from drop dead gorgeous but her sweet and cheerful aura just drew you in. Her sparkling deep sapphire blue eyes, that contrasted sharply against her tanned and freckled skin and long straight red gold hair, seemed so fun loving and jumping with vitality and exhilaration.
Harry smirked at his best friend as he tried desperately not to laugh.
" Harry be nice," Cho protested shoving him in the arm ever so slightly. When Harry didn't stop Cho added a threat.
" Or else I'll make you hold all of my bags and I'm not even half way though shopping" Cho threatened dangerously. Harry immediately clammed up. He was already carrying 3 bags in each hand, and Cho was carrying 3 bags in each hand too, if she gave into him he'd have to carry more than Ron, and it was only 11! They had until 4 to shop! Then they were gonna catch a movie at 4:30, called "40 days and 40 nights", (the girls just wanted to go because Josh Hartnett was in it though the guys because it had hot girls in it and talk of sex) go to their dormitories and change into dressier outfits, then head to La Dolce Canzona, a new French/ Italian restaurant in town, for dinner (I got the title from a song were singing in chorus, Fa Una Canzona) and probably catch a late movie if they got dinner fast enough.
2 hrs later at the Café house, they were all reclining on the couches, drinking coffee or sodas and eating sandwiches. Everybody was laughing and fooling around when a taunting haughtily voice booms from overhead
" Well well well what do we have here?" Pansy Parkinson drawled smirking as she leaned on Draco's arm. Draco had a bemused expression on his face mixed with boredom and disgust. Hermione rolled her eyes and retorted.
" Typical," Hermione said turning back to her friends.
" Hey what's that suppose to mean?!" Pansy asked angrily. Rolling her eyes Hermione turned back to them.
"Typical, meaning common, boring, and completely unoriginal. Honestly Pansy cant you come up with something better than, 'well well well what do we have here." Hermione told her in a lazy drawl, only to raise her voice into a squeaky soprano to imitate Pansy. Everybody around snickered. Pansy blushed furiously with one last angered glare at Hermione she stormed off dragging Draco behind her.
" So glad you got rid of that brat Herm, she's impossible" Ginny said with a shake of her head while rolling her eyes in annoyance.
" Ya, I almost feel sorry for Draco," Ron said, everybody paused and gave his a skeptical look, he rolled his eyes, " Almost people I said almost, jeez laweez."
What awaits them at the new restaurant? Stay tuned to find out… LOL I feel like the announcer guy on Digimon. Okay I know my story isn't the best so if you want a really good story might I suggest, " Never is a Promise" by LoPotter or " We'll always have Paris" by MelissaD. Because these gals really know what they are doing! Warning: they are long! If you want a quick one try To Love a Dragon by… err…well…I forgot, anyhow it's really good. 10 reviews till I update, unless they are all good and I update really soon. God I have no self control.