A/N: I'm sorry my fair readers, this
chapter is short as was the first one. *shakes head sadly* Fret not, chapter
three is quite long, as soon as I'm done fixing up a couple of errors I'll post
it up for your reading pleasure. Well, off you go to read. Please let me know
what you think! *prances off and waits at review page*
Thanks a bunch:
insegnificantindifference: Snape or Draco? You'll see! Yep, see you at homeroom at Hogwarts! This time lets see how many post-it notes we can stick on Seamus before he wakes up!!!
ferggirl99: Yeah I know, Hermione on a broom, watch out! Well, we'll see just how good she is.
CrystallineLily: Thankies, I wish they did use the code things *pouts*
starfruit: I know! *drools at the thought of Oliver's sexy Scottish accent*
Disclaimer: You know the drill: I don't own Hermione, Oliver, ect.
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Chapter Two
Fiancé
"...Aubrie Maloch; Miss Maloch, this is Miss Hermione Granger, one of the chasers from the Puddlemore United," Mr.Haralson said with a kind smile as he introduced the two. (a/n: Ha! Didn't see that comin did ya? Thought it was Malfoy eh?)
Aubrie stood before Hermione in a vibrant red, skirted suit that made her look both stunning and sophisticated. About Hermione's age, perhaps a year or two younger, she had gorgeous black hair, which stood out against her fair skin, and some of the most beautiful dark brown eyes ever seen. Both tall and slim, she could easily be a model Hermione thought.
"Pleased to meet you," Aubrie said in a way that just oozed class as she stuck out her hand. "The pleasure is mine," Hermione replied, taking Aubrie's hand in her own and shaking it. Just as Hermione's hand returned to her side a man came out of Mr. Haralson's office.
"Ah, there you are darling," Aubrie cooed, taking man's hand. "Miss Granger, I'd like you to meet my fiancé; Draco Malfoy," Aubrie said proudly. A little too proudly considering who she was talking about.
If Hermione had been drinking something at the time she would of spat it all over due to the shock that Aubrie Maloch was engaged to be married to Draco Malfoy. The thought of Malfoy being engaged to a beautiful women, even a women in general, stunned Hermione beyond words. What Hermione thought, she expressed on her face, because now she was giving a look of horrifying sickness as if Voldemort himself were there in drag, singing 'Like I Love You' by the muggle Justin Timberlake. (a/n: btw, I'm not a huge fan of Justin, but I've heard of the song and think it would be hilarious if Voldie-boy sang it) Mr. Haralson noticed Hermione's odd change in facial expression and said, "Hermione, are.....are you ok? You look like your going to be sick." "Huh?" Hermione answered her manager, but was looking at Malfoy and Aubrie. Aubrie was now making googly lovey-dovey eyes at Malfoy. "For some strange reason I have the sudden urge to throw up," Hermione said, taking her gaze from the two lovers with a disgusted look on her face. Mr.Haralson took the hint and chuckled.
"Well, get use to it Hermione, your going to see a lot more of Mr. Malfoy and Miss Maloch around here," said Mr.Haralson. "As of today, Mr.Malfoy is going to be the official new owner of the Puddlemore United. Miss Maloch's engagement present to him."
Hermione dropped her quidditch equipment in shock. If she thought that Malfoy getting married was a surprise she had another thing coming. What happened just few minutes ago didn't even compare to the news Hermione had learned now. Malfoy, the Draco Malfoy was the owner of her quidditch team. The same man, no correction he isn't a man. He's a psychotic devil child. Hermione still remembered how Malfoy constantly teased her. How he went out of his way just to make her life at Hogwarts as bearable as getting all your teeth pulled out without any novocaine. And now he was going to be the owner of her team. Many thoughts flashed through Hermione's head. Thoughts of getting kicked off the team and other horrible things Malfoy might do just to be cruel and torture her. Then Hermione was snapped back to reality when Mr. Haralson spoke again.
"Which reminds me Miss Maloch, there are a few more papers you need to sign." He didn't notice Hermione's new facial expression. Her face was a mix of shock, fear, and she truly did look sick.
Aubrie and Mr.Haralson went into his office to finish their last bit of business, leaving Hermione and Malfoy alone in the hall in awkward silence. Malfoy was the first to break the silence."Fancy seeing you here Granger," he said, now leaning against the white painted wall with his arms folded over his chest, giving Hermione the infamous Malfoy smirk,"and without your boyfriend Scarface? Now that's quite the surprise."
"Pity I can't say the same. As for Harry, he isn't my boyfriend and what's surprising is a girl like Aubrie is engaged to a nasty thing like you," said Hermione, not very keen in conversing with Malfoy.
"No Potter, then why are you on a quidditch team?" Malfoy asked, still leaning against the wall."And why wouldn't Aubrie be with a guy like me? I'm rich, good looking, charming, and I'm great with the ladies."
"I have my reasons as to why I'm on a quidditch team, none of which is any of your business." Hermione was now picking up the quidditch equipment she had dropped earlier and muttered to herself, "Great with the ladies" she rolled her eyes."Ha! The only women that would ever want to be with you would have to be under a love spell or is really Crabe or Goyle under a Polyjuice Potion." And before Malfoy could speak up, Hermione Apparated to her home.
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A/N: Woot woot! What'cha all think of the chapter? Please Review! Thankies!
Thanks a bunch:
insegnificantindifference: Snape or Draco? You'll see! Yep, see you at homeroom at Hogwarts! This time lets see how many post-it notes we can stick on Seamus before he wakes up!!!
ferggirl99: Yeah I know, Hermione on a broom, watch out! Well, we'll see just how good she is.
CrystallineLily: Thankies, I wish they did use the code things *pouts*
starfruit: I know! *drools at the thought of Oliver's sexy Scottish accent*
Disclaimer: You know the drill: I don't own Hermione, Oliver, ect.
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Fiancé
"...Aubrie Maloch; Miss Maloch, this is Miss Hermione Granger, one of the chasers from the Puddlemore United," Mr.Haralson said with a kind smile as he introduced the two. (a/n: Ha! Didn't see that comin did ya? Thought it was Malfoy eh?)
Aubrie stood before Hermione in a vibrant red, skirted suit that made her look both stunning and sophisticated. About Hermione's age, perhaps a year or two younger, she had gorgeous black hair, which stood out against her fair skin, and some of the most beautiful dark brown eyes ever seen. Both tall and slim, she could easily be a model Hermione thought.
"Pleased to meet you," Aubrie said in a way that just oozed class as she stuck out her hand. "The pleasure is mine," Hermione replied, taking Aubrie's hand in her own and shaking it. Just as Hermione's hand returned to her side a man came out of Mr. Haralson's office.
"Ah, there you are darling," Aubrie cooed, taking man's hand. "Miss Granger, I'd like you to meet my fiancé; Draco Malfoy," Aubrie said proudly. A little too proudly considering who she was talking about.
If Hermione had been drinking something at the time she would of spat it all over due to the shock that Aubrie Maloch was engaged to be married to Draco Malfoy. The thought of Malfoy being engaged to a beautiful women, even a women in general, stunned Hermione beyond words. What Hermione thought, she expressed on her face, because now she was giving a look of horrifying sickness as if Voldemort himself were there in drag, singing 'Like I Love You' by the muggle Justin Timberlake. (a/n: btw, I'm not a huge fan of Justin, but I've heard of the song and think it would be hilarious if Voldie-boy sang it) Mr. Haralson noticed Hermione's odd change in facial expression and said, "Hermione, are.....are you ok? You look like your going to be sick." "Huh?" Hermione answered her manager, but was looking at Malfoy and Aubrie. Aubrie was now making googly lovey-dovey eyes at Malfoy. "For some strange reason I have the sudden urge to throw up," Hermione said, taking her gaze from the two lovers with a disgusted look on her face. Mr.Haralson took the hint and chuckled.
"Well, get use to it Hermione, your going to see a lot more of Mr. Malfoy and Miss Maloch around here," said Mr.Haralson. "As of today, Mr.Malfoy is going to be the official new owner of the Puddlemore United. Miss Maloch's engagement present to him."
Hermione dropped her quidditch equipment in shock. If she thought that Malfoy getting married was a surprise she had another thing coming. What happened just few minutes ago didn't even compare to the news Hermione had learned now. Malfoy, the Draco Malfoy was the owner of her quidditch team. The same man, no correction he isn't a man. He's a psychotic devil child. Hermione still remembered how Malfoy constantly teased her. How he went out of his way just to make her life at Hogwarts as bearable as getting all your teeth pulled out without any novocaine. And now he was going to be the owner of her team. Many thoughts flashed through Hermione's head. Thoughts of getting kicked off the team and other horrible things Malfoy might do just to be cruel and torture her. Then Hermione was snapped back to reality when Mr. Haralson spoke again.
"Which reminds me Miss Maloch, there are a few more papers you need to sign." He didn't notice Hermione's new facial expression. Her face was a mix of shock, fear, and she truly did look sick.
Aubrie and Mr.Haralson went into his office to finish their last bit of business, leaving Hermione and Malfoy alone in the hall in awkward silence. Malfoy was the first to break the silence."Fancy seeing you here Granger," he said, now leaning against the white painted wall with his arms folded over his chest, giving Hermione the infamous Malfoy smirk,"and without your boyfriend Scarface? Now that's quite the surprise."
"Pity I can't say the same. As for Harry, he isn't my boyfriend and what's surprising is a girl like Aubrie is engaged to a nasty thing like you," said Hermione, not very keen in conversing with Malfoy.
"No Potter, then why are you on a quidditch team?" Malfoy asked, still leaning against the wall."And why wouldn't Aubrie be with a guy like me? I'm rich, good looking, charming, and I'm great with the ladies."
"I have my reasons as to why I'm on a quidditch team, none of which is any of your business." Hermione was now picking up the quidditch equipment she had dropped earlier and muttered to herself, "Great with the ladies" she rolled her eyes."Ha! The only women that would ever want to be with you would have to be under a love spell or is really Crabe or Goyle under a Polyjuice Potion." And before Malfoy could speak up, Hermione Apparated to her home.
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A/N: Woot woot! What'cha all think of the chapter? Please Review! Thankies!