CHAPTER 8
Draco and Hermione hurried up to their common room, but neither of them got dressed right away. Since they could go either formal or in costume, they came to an agreement to meet in the middle. They already had their dress robes; so they decided that they would grow their teeth into fangs, make their skin white, and put black circles around their eyes.
"And to complete the ensemble," Hermione said. "I'm going to straighten my hair and put black streaks in it."
"That's a great I idea! I think I'll slick mine back like I used to. It'll make me look superior."
"You always think you look superior anyway. You've got an air of superiority floating around your head like a halo. Slicking your hair back won't do much for your already overly large ego," Hermione joked.
"Very true, but it'll just look better with my costume than to just leave it all hanging in my face like I've been doing lately."
"But it looks so much better like that."
"Yeah, but this will make my costume look better, " he argued.
"You're right," she finally agreed. "Do what you want, I won't stop you."
"Good, 'cause I was doing it even if you didn't approve."
They smiled at each other and kissed. The kiss was long but not too long since they both had to take showers and get ready. Draco allowed Hermione to go first since he figured she'd take longer.
Once she left, Draco pulled out a muggle book, Interview With The Vampire by Anne Rice. The book was actually where he got the idea to be vampires in the first place. He didn't admit it to anybody but most times he found muggle authors more intriguing than wizard authors.
After about twenty minutes, Hermione called down to Draco that he could take his shower. Reluctantly, he closed his book and headed toward his room and the bathroom.
He stepped into the shower and came out when he felt totally refreshed and relaxed. When he came out, he wrapped a towel around his waist and went into his room. He put on his robes, then grabbed his mirror and charmed his hair to slick back (so he wouldn't have to use gel), then charmed his skin to be pure white, and put black circles around his eyes to make them look sunken.
"Perfect!" he thought. "I look so good!"
Draco sat on one of the couched in the common room and began reading again. About ten minutes later, he heard a door open and saw a beautiful woman standing at the top of the stairs.
He gaped at her and after a few moments breathed, "Wow! Hermione, y-you look beautiful!"
And she really did. Her robes were silk and styled like the Hogwarts robes, except they had a v-neck and the sleeves ended at a point at the middle finger on each hand. Her hair was straight, light brown and had black streaks.
"Well thank you, Draco. You also look absolutely dashing!" She smiled and winked at him.
He couldn't help but to smile back. "Oh crap!" he muttered.
"What?!" Hermione asked confused.
"I forgot my fangs! I only remembered 'cause you smiled."
Hermione just shook her head as she watched Draco mutter the spell and two long, white teeth came protruding out of his mouth.
"Much better!" he stated smiling broadly.
"Okay, now that you're sure you're ready, let's go down to the Great Hall."
The two linked arms and headed out. They received an awful lot of weird stares, but most people shook it off figuring they were forced to go together.
The Great Hall was beautiful. There were black and orange fairy lights that were hanging around the walls. There were also dozens of gigantic jack-o-lanterns. Instead of the house tables there were more small round tables and music filled the hall from an unknown source. Instead of inviting a band, they decided to have muggle music protrude the walls from all sides.
The song that was playing when they first arrived was "Lose Yourself" by Eminem. They got on the dance floor and started dancing to the beat. Eventually more people came and started dancing.
The next song was a slow song. Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and she wrapped hers around his neck. Hermione leaned her head on Draco's chest, closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his heartbeat. Draco looked out across the Hall and saw Harry and Ron glaring at them. They were sitting at a table with two girls who were desperately trying to get their attention. Draco smirked at them and gave them the finger. He saw their face get red, then turned around so he wouldn't have to look at them any more.
After dancing for another hour, Draco and Hermione decided that they needed drinks. Hermione sat down at one of the tables while Draco went for drinks.
Blaise walked over to him by the punch bowl. Her black hair was flowing out behind her and a fake ax in her head and fake blood dripping down her face. "Nice costume," he commented.
"You too. So how's your date going?" she asked.
"I'm having a blast! She's a really great dancer. How 'bout you? Your with that sixth year, what's his name, John, right?"
"Yeah, he's a drag though. All he does is sit around and comments on how hot girls are. He's brought up Granger a few times. He says she's the hottest Head Girl he's seen since he's been here and he's gunna get her in bed or something like that. But I told him if you ever heard him say that, you'd probably kick the shit outta him and he shut up after that."
"You're right, I would've. Wanna come over and sit with us for a while?"
"Yeah, sure."
Draco walked back to the table that Hermione was sitting at. "Hey babe!" he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. He handed her the punch. "This is my friend Blaise Zabini. I'm sure you've seen her before. She's been one of my best friends since we were kids."
"Nice to meet you," said Hermione shaking her hand.
"Nice to meet you too."
They all sat and sipped their punch quietly for a while before Blaise said, "You know, Pansy's been saying shit about you two down in the dungeons. She's telling anyone who listens that you're quote, 'fucking'."
"She's got that wrong. She's the one fucking every guy in sight. We're dating, and just 'cause we're dating doesn't mean we go fucking day and night," Draco said. His cheeks turned slightly pink without him even realizing it.
"You know she's just jealous," Blaise continued. "She's jealous of every girl that comes within three feet of you."
"Yeah, well that girl's got major issues!" Hermione interjected loudly. "She should just get over it already. Draco doesn't like her, she should just accept the fact and move on with her pathetic life already."
"That's what I tell her every night in our dorm, but does she listen, noooooooooo!"
With that, the three of them started laughing. They were cut short by two people sitting down on the other side of Hermione.
"Doesn't this look friendly?" questioned Harry. "Two Slytherins and a Gryffindor laughing together."
"I never thought I'd see the day," said Ron. "It almost looks like we've been betrayed."
"Fuck off!" answered Hermione.
"Nah! We'll stay," they said.
"Then we're leaving," Draco yelled over the loud music.
He grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her back out onto the dance floor. They started jumping and thrashing around wildly to "Anthem" by Good Charlotte.
Another hour of dancing went by before Hermione whispered in Draco's ear, "Can we go out into the garden? I wanna talk to you about something?"
"Yeah, sure." Draco was bewildered, but agreed anyway.
Outside, they settled themselves on a bench that was surrounded by rose bushes. They could still faintly hear "Somewhere Out There" by Our Lady Peace.
"What's wrong, 'Mione?" Draco asked.
"Would you ever go back to Voldemort?"
"What would make you say that?"
"I dunno. Harry and Ron are just being assholes and for some reason I thought about you and him and I dunno."
"I don't thin I would unless I found it absolutely necessary. Why?"
"Well its just been troubling me." She leaned her head on his chest and he put his arm around her.
After a moment, he said, "Before I left I did receive an assignment from him. I was supposed to make you fall for me, impregnate you, let you have the child that was to be his heir, then I was to kill you. But all that has changed after that first day I saw you. You looked so helpless and I fell for you, hard. That's when I cut the mark out of my arm. I knew I would've never been able to follow through."
"A-are you still gunna do that?" she asked nervously.
"No, I couldn't. I love you too much," he said.
She looked up into his eyes and said, "I love you too."
They leaned in and kissed. It wasn't a long kiss since they were in very exposed area, but it was enough to show each other how much they cared.
"I have just one more Voldemort question for you," Hermione said when they came apart.
"What's that?"
"What if we both joined him together?"
"WHAT?!"
Draco and Hermione hurried up to their common room, but neither of them got dressed right away. Since they could go either formal or in costume, they came to an agreement to meet in the middle. They already had their dress robes; so they decided that they would grow their teeth into fangs, make their skin white, and put black circles around their eyes.
"And to complete the ensemble," Hermione said. "I'm going to straighten my hair and put black streaks in it."
"That's a great I idea! I think I'll slick mine back like I used to. It'll make me look superior."
"You always think you look superior anyway. You've got an air of superiority floating around your head like a halo. Slicking your hair back won't do much for your already overly large ego," Hermione joked.
"Very true, but it'll just look better with my costume than to just leave it all hanging in my face like I've been doing lately."
"But it looks so much better like that."
"Yeah, but this will make my costume look better, " he argued.
"You're right," she finally agreed. "Do what you want, I won't stop you."
"Good, 'cause I was doing it even if you didn't approve."
They smiled at each other and kissed. The kiss was long but not too long since they both had to take showers and get ready. Draco allowed Hermione to go first since he figured she'd take longer.
Once she left, Draco pulled out a muggle book, Interview With The Vampire by Anne Rice. The book was actually where he got the idea to be vampires in the first place. He didn't admit it to anybody but most times he found muggle authors more intriguing than wizard authors.
After about twenty minutes, Hermione called down to Draco that he could take his shower. Reluctantly, he closed his book and headed toward his room and the bathroom.
He stepped into the shower and came out when he felt totally refreshed and relaxed. When he came out, he wrapped a towel around his waist and went into his room. He put on his robes, then grabbed his mirror and charmed his hair to slick back (so he wouldn't have to use gel), then charmed his skin to be pure white, and put black circles around his eyes to make them look sunken.
"Perfect!" he thought. "I look so good!"
Draco sat on one of the couched in the common room and began reading again. About ten minutes later, he heard a door open and saw a beautiful woman standing at the top of the stairs.
He gaped at her and after a few moments breathed, "Wow! Hermione, y-you look beautiful!"
And she really did. Her robes were silk and styled like the Hogwarts robes, except they had a v-neck and the sleeves ended at a point at the middle finger on each hand. Her hair was straight, light brown and had black streaks.
"Well thank you, Draco. You also look absolutely dashing!" She smiled and winked at him.
He couldn't help but to smile back. "Oh crap!" he muttered.
"What?!" Hermione asked confused.
"I forgot my fangs! I only remembered 'cause you smiled."
Hermione just shook her head as she watched Draco mutter the spell and two long, white teeth came protruding out of his mouth.
"Much better!" he stated smiling broadly.
"Okay, now that you're sure you're ready, let's go down to the Great Hall."
The two linked arms and headed out. They received an awful lot of weird stares, but most people shook it off figuring they were forced to go together.
The Great Hall was beautiful. There were black and orange fairy lights that were hanging around the walls. There were also dozens of gigantic jack-o-lanterns. Instead of the house tables there were more small round tables and music filled the hall from an unknown source. Instead of inviting a band, they decided to have muggle music protrude the walls from all sides.
The song that was playing when they first arrived was "Lose Yourself" by Eminem. They got on the dance floor and started dancing to the beat. Eventually more people came and started dancing.
The next song was a slow song. Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and she wrapped hers around his neck. Hermione leaned her head on Draco's chest, closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his heartbeat. Draco looked out across the Hall and saw Harry and Ron glaring at them. They were sitting at a table with two girls who were desperately trying to get their attention. Draco smirked at them and gave them the finger. He saw their face get red, then turned around so he wouldn't have to look at them any more.
After dancing for another hour, Draco and Hermione decided that they needed drinks. Hermione sat down at one of the tables while Draco went for drinks.
Blaise walked over to him by the punch bowl. Her black hair was flowing out behind her and a fake ax in her head and fake blood dripping down her face. "Nice costume," he commented.
"You too. So how's your date going?" she asked.
"I'm having a blast! She's a really great dancer. How 'bout you? Your with that sixth year, what's his name, John, right?"
"Yeah, he's a drag though. All he does is sit around and comments on how hot girls are. He's brought up Granger a few times. He says she's the hottest Head Girl he's seen since he's been here and he's gunna get her in bed or something like that. But I told him if you ever heard him say that, you'd probably kick the shit outta him and he shut up after that."
"You're right, I would've. Wanna come over and sit with us for a while?"
"Yeah, sure."
Draco walked back to the table that Hermione was sitting at. "Hey babe!" he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. He handed her the punch. "This is my friend Blaise Zabini. I'm sure you've seen her before. She's been one of my best friends since we were kids."
"Nice to meet you," said Hermione shaking her hand.
"Nice to meet you too."
They all sat and sipped their punch quietly for a while before Blaise said, "You know, Pansy's been saying shit about you two down in the dungeons. She's telling anyone who listens that you're quote, 'fucking'."
"She's got that wrong. She's the one fucking every guy in sight. We're dating, and just 'cause we're dating doesn't mean we go fucking day and night," Draco said. His cheeks turned slightly pink without him even realizing it.
"You know she's just jealous," Blaise continued. "She's jealous of every girl that comes within three feet of you."
"Yeah, well that girl's got major issues!" Hermione interjected loudly. "She should just get over it already. Draco doesn't like her, she should just accept the fact and move on with her pathetic life already."
"That's what I tell her every night in our dorm, but does she listen, noooooooooo!"
With that, the three of them started laughing. They were cut short by two people sitting down on the other side of Hermione.
"Doesn't this look friendly?" questioned Harry. "Two Slytherins and a Gryffindor laughing together."
"I never thought I'd see the day," said Ron. "It almost looks like we've been betrayed."
"Fuck off!" answered Hermione.
"Nah! We'll stay," they said.
"Then we're leaving," Draco yelled over the loud music.
He grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her back out onto the dance floor. They started jumping and thrashing around wildly to "Anthem" by Good Charlotte.
Another hour of dancing went by before Hermione whispered in Draco's ear, "Can we go out into the garden? I wanna talk to you about something?"
"Yeah, sure." Draco was bewildered, but agreed anyway.
Outside, they settled themselves on a bench that was surrounded by rose bushes. They could still faintly hear "Somewhere Out There" by Our Lady Peace.
"What's wrong, 'Mione?" Draco asked.
"Would you ever go back to Voldemort?"
"What would make you say that?"
"I dunno. Harry and Ron are just being assholes and for some reason I thought about you and him and I dunno."
"I don't thin I would unless I found it absolutely necessary. Why?"
"Well its just been troubling me." She leaned her head on his chest and he put his arm around her.
After a moment, he said, "Before I left I did receive an assignment from him. I was supposed to make you fall for me, impregnate you, let you have the child that was to be his heir, then I was to kill you. But all that has changed after that first day I saw you. You looked so helpless and I fell for you, hard. That's when I cut the mark out of my arm. I knew I would've never been able to follow through."
"A-are you still gunna do that?" she asked nervously.
"No, I couldn't. I love you too much," he said.
She looked up into his eyes and said, "I love you too."
They leaned in and kissed. It wasn't a long kiss since they were in very exposed area, but it was enough to show each other how much they cared.
"I have just one more Voldemort question for you," Hermione said when they came apart.
"What's that?"
"What if we both joined him together?"
"WHAT?!"