Thunder Morning
Chapter Two: Days Go By
Disclaimer: .:Enter usual disclaimer here:.
Author's Note: Thanks to my reviewers, I didn't expect any reviews for the first chapter! After much debate, I decided to skip much of the beginning school year, and head towards Christmas when an important announcement will be made. This is where the story will change dramatically.
Days go by
And Still I
Think of You
Days when I
Couldn't live
Without You
The first few weeks of school went on without any incident for Hermione. Every once and awhile, she would go and meet Draco around the school at night. He had not made Head Boy, as she had expected. This year's Head Boy was Terry Boot, who Hermione would've gotten along with if he weren't ogling at her constantly. Needless to say, she spent much of her time in her room, as the Head's shared their own dormitories.
It was another morning at Hogwarts, and Hermione came downstairs in her robes, yawning. She'd been up rather late at the Dungeons, and her activities that night had been tiring enough. She smirked and rubbed the red mark on her neck that was currently covered with make-up. She'd have to ask Pavarti for the charm to remove those later. She took a seat beside Ginny and put some eggs on her plate. Her goblet became filled with juice with a pop, and she greeted everyone.
She stifled another yawn, and Ginny asked, "Up late studying, Hermione?"
Hermione smiled. "Charm's quiz today," she replied easily.
Halfway through breakfast, the mail came in. Hermione smiled, remembering what a shock it had been the first time she saw all the owls fly in. An owl that she recognized as the school's dropped a letter onto her plate. Her name was written in green ink on the front, with an expert hand. Making sure neither Ginny nor Ron was looking, she opened it, already knowing whom it was from.
My Lioness-
I have dyed hair, do I? You know how to turn a man on. Care for a shag? I'll be in the South Tower...
Instead of signing it, there was a quick sketch of a serpent which somewhat resembled a Chinese dragon. Hermione laughed in her head, but didn't dare sneak a look at the sender. In Potion's yesterday, Hermione had had a row with Draco, at which point she had called him a "slimy Slytherin with bleached hair". Only Draco could fine something sexy about that. Hermione put the letter in her bag for the fireplace tonight. She burned all their notes, as she and Draco had agreed on.
Just as the first people were getting up from breakfast, Headmaster Dumbledoor stood and cleared his throat. Those who were getting up sat back down immediately, and in a moment, the entire Hall was silent. Smiling, Dumbledoor began to speak.
"Good morning students, and what a lovely morning it is." He gestured at the ceiling of the hall, which was currently partly cloudy, with blue, blue sky. "I have just two brief announcements before you head to your classes. This Christmas we will begin what will hopefully become a Hogwart's winter tradition. We will be holding a Masked Ball," whispers broke out excitedly, and Dumbledoor paused, smiling, "It will be for years fourth and up," there were some grumbles, "and a special charm will be placed in the Great Hall so no one will recognize anyone else."
Hermione shared an excited look with Ginny.
"There will also be a less formal Halloween ball, and we ask that you come in costume. Your Heads of House will tell you more about this later. Enjoy your classes, and good-day." He sat back down and the hall burst with chattering. Hermione and Ginny made plans immediately to find costumes together this weekend, as Halloween was only a week away. Harry and Ron rolled their eyes, but Harry did tap Ginny on the shoulder a moment later. She turned and he took her hand in his and kissed it.
"Ginny, would you give me the pleasure of your company and go to the Halloween dance with me?" Ginny turned slightly pink before kissing him on the cheek as her answer.
Hermione looked across the Hall towards the Slytherin table. Draco was looking at her. He winked before looking away, and Hermione smiled. Her day was off to a great start.
Classes seemed to drag on all week, but soon Saturday came. Hermione and Ginny dragged Harry and Ron out of their room at seven, wanting to get a head start. They were going to Hogsmeade together. The boys groaned as Ginny and Hermione worked together to pull them out of bed, while the grumbled something about them "not s'pose to be in here". Few students were up that early, but they bumped in the twins, Padma and Pavarti, and Terry and Dean who were with them. They all decided to go together, and climbed into two of many horseless carriages that were waiting out front. Harry, Ginny, Padma, and Dean rode in one, Hermione, Ron, Terry, and Pavarti rode in the other. As soon as they got their, they divided up. Most of the boys claimed to already have costumes, so just Ginny, Hermione, Harry, Dean, Padma, and Pavarti went to Gladrags, the best clothing store. Hermione had no idea what she was looking for. Harry and Dean hung around the edge of the store awkwardly, while the girls looked through every rack. There wasn't much choice.
Padma held up a gaudy, flowered dress. "Anyone want to be a flower-bed?" she giggled.
In the end, Padma chose a revealing gown covered in lace ruffles. She said she was going to make a hat with a cherry on top, and pass herself off as a cupcake. Terry was going as her date. Pavarti was going to wear a short red dress, which was ruffled at the bottom. She also bought a black scarf, black Spanish hat, and lacy black gloves. When Dean saw her in it, he asked her to the dance on the spot. She giggled and replied, yes. They picked out black robes for him to compliment her. Ginny and Harry both chose to go as vampires, and Hermione still hadn't found a dress for herself.
She left Gladrags as the other paid, and went next door to a used clothing store. It took her only a few moments to find what she wanted. It was what used to be a girl's dream prom dress. It was white, with a tight bodice and a bottom that flared out at the waist. It had thin, beaded straps, and Hermione was shocked to find it fit her perfectly. It had a few stains on it, and was completely ruined with muddy stains and tears at the bottom. Hermione already knew what she wanted to do with it though. No one would recognize it when she was done, or recognize her in it. As Hermione stepped outside, she was too distracted in counting her change to notice a hand come from behind her and cover her mouth. An arm wrapped around her waist and picked her up, carrying her into the narrow, dark ally between stores. She tried to bite the hand, but he was too strong. The man put his mouth down close to her ear, and whispered, "Scare you, Hermione?"
He let her go and Hermione spun around. "You!" she cried as she realized it was Draco standing behind her, smirking.
"Oh boy, you," she walked towards him, forcing him to step backwards, "are," he walked back until he was against the wall, and she pressed her body into his, "so lucky I'm attracted to you." They stood pressed against the wall, kissing and groping, until Hermione abruptly stopped at started walking away, picking up her bad.
"See you tonight," she called over her shoulder.
Next chapter: The Halloween Ball. Wondering about Hermione's costime?
Chapter Two: Days Go By
Disclaimer: .:Enter usual disclaimer here:.
Author's Note: Thanks to my reviewers, I didn't expect any reviews for the first chapter! After much debate, I decided to skip much of the beginning school year, and head towards Christmas when an important announcement will be made. This is where the story will change dramatically.
Days go by
And Still I
Think of You
Days when I
Couldn't live
Without You
The first few weeks of school went on without any incident for Hermione. Every once and awhile, she would go and meet Draco around the school at night. He had not made Head Boy, as she had expected. This year's Head Boy was Terry Boot, who Hermione would've gotten along with if he weren't ogling at her constantly. Needless to say, she spent much of her time in her room, as the Head's shared their own dormitories.
It was another morning at Hogwarts, and Hermione came downstairs in her robes, yawning. She'd been up rather late at the Dungeons, and her activities that night had been tiring enough. She smirked and rubbed the red mark on her neck that was currently covered with make-up. She'd have to ask Pavarti for the charm to remove those later. She took a seat beside Ginny and put some eggs on her plate. Her goblet became filled with juice with a pop, and she greeted everyone.
She stifled another yawn, and Ginny asked, "Up late studying, Hermione?"
Hermione smiled. "Charm's quiz today," she replied easily.
Halfway through breakfast, the mail came in. Hermione smiled, remembering what a shock it had been the first time she saw all the owls fly in. An owl that she recognized as the school's dropped a letter onto her plate. Her name was written in green ink on the front, with an expert hand. Making sure neither Ginny nor Ron was looking, she opened it, already knowing whom it was from.
My Lioness-
I have dyed hair, do I? You know how to turn a man on. Care for a shag? I'll be in the South Tower...
Instead of signing it, there was a quick sketch of a serpent which somewhat resembled a Chinese dragon. Hermione laughed in her head, but didn't dare sneak a look at the sender. In Potion's yesterday, Hermione had had a row with Draco, at which point she had called him a "slimy Slytherin with bleached hair". Only Draco could fine something sexy about that. Hermione put the letter in her bag for the fireplace tonight. She burned all their notes, as she and Draco had agreed on.
Just as the first people were getting up from breakfast, Headmaster Dumbledoor stood and cleared his throat. Those who were getting up sat back down immediately, and in a moment, the entire Hall was silent. Smiling, Dumbledoor began to speak.
"Good morning students, and what a lovely morning it is." He gestured at the ceiling of the hall, which was currently partly cloudy, with blue, blue sky. "I have just two brief announcements before you head to your classes. This Christmas we will begin what will hopefully become a Hogwart's winter tradition. We will be holding a Masked Ball," whispers broke out excitedly, and Dumbledoor paused, smiling, "It will be for years fourth and up," there were some grumbles, "and a special charm will be placed in the Great Hall so no one will recognize anyone else."
Hermione shared an excited look with Ginny.
"There will also be a less formal Halloween ball, and we ask that you come in costume. Your Heads of House will tell you more about this later. Enjoy your classes, and good-day." He sat back down and the hall burst with chattering. Hermione and Ginny made plans immediately to find costumes together this weekend, as Halloween was only a week away. Harry and Ron rolled their eyes, but Harry did tap Ginny on the shoulder a moment later. She turned and he took her hand in his and kissed it.
"Ginny, would you give me the pleasure of your company and go to the Halloween dance with me?" Ginny turned slightly pink before kissing him on the cheek as her answer.
Hermione looked across the Hall towards the Slytherin table. Draco was looking at her. He winked before looking away, and Hermione smiled. Her day was off to a great start.
Classes seemed to drag on all week, but soon Saturday came. Hermione and Ginny dragged Harry and Ron out of their room at seven, wanting to get a head start. They were going to Hogsmeade together. The boys groaned as Ginny and Hermione worked together to pull them out of bed, while the grumbled something about them "not s'pose to be in here". Few students were up that early, but they bumped in the twins, Padma and Pavarti, and Terry and Dean who were with them. They all decided to go together, and climbed into two of many horseless carriages that were waiting out front. Harry, Ginny, Padma, and Dean rode in one, Hermione, Ron, Terry, and Pavarti rode in the other. As soon as they got their, they divided up. Most of the boys claimed to already have costumes, so just Ginny, Hermione, Harry, Dean, Padma, and Pavarti went to Gladrags, the best clothing store. Hermione had no idea what she was looking for. Harry and Dean hung around the edge of the store awkwardly, while the girls looked through every rack. There wasn't much choice.
Padma held up a gaudy, flowered dress. "Anyone want to be a flower-bed?" she giggled.
In the end, Padma chose a revealing gown covered in lace ruffles. She said she was going to make a hat with a cherry on top, and pass herself off as a cupcake. Terry was going as her date. Pavarti was going to wear a short red dress, which was ruffled at the bottom. She also bought a black scarf, black Spanish hat, and lacy black gloves. When Dean saw her in it, he asked her to the dance on the spot. She giggled and replied, yes. They picked out black robes for him to compliment her. Ginny and Harry both chose to go as vampires, and Hermione still hadn't found a dress for herself.
She left Gladrags as the other paid, and went next door to a used clothing store. It took her only a few moments to find what she wanted. It was what used to be a girl's dream prom dress. It was white, with a tight bodice and a bottom that flared out at the waist. It had thin, beaded straps, and Hermione was shocked to find it fit her perfectly. It had a few stains on it, and was completely ruined with muddy stains and tears at the bottom. Hermione already knew what she wanted to do with it though. No one would recognize it when she was done, or recognize her in it. As Hermione stepped outside, she was too distracted in counting her change to notice a hand come from behind her and cover her mouth. An arm wrapped around her waist and picked her up, carrying her into the narrow, dark ally between stores. She tried to bite the hand, but he was too strong. The man put his mouth down close to her ear, and whispered, "Scare you, Hermione?"
He let her go and Hermione spun around. "You!" she cried as she realized it was Draco standing behind her, smirking.
"Oh boy, you," she walked towards him, forcing him to step backwards, "are," he walked back until he was against the wall, and she pressed her body into his, "so lucky I'm attracted to you." They stood pressed against the wall, kissing and groping, until Hermione abruptly stopped at started walking away, picking up her bad.
"See you tonight," she called over her shoulder.
Next chapter: The Halloween Ball. Wondering about Hermione's costime?