Having Fun With The Devil
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Cruel Intentions Style
Summer was slowly approaching and the streak of excitement and anticipating reached the air in Hogwarts, unwilling to stop. Homework was being shortened, classes more hurried, and even the teachers were included in the awaiting summer where they were free for one whole season. Hermione, one of them. She hadn't spoken to Draco as months passed by, and they both seemed to keep their distance after the disgrace that had happened, or at least Hermione thought so. After explaining to Harry numerous times that it was a mere accident she had ended up in Ron's bed instead of his. Of course, Ron was still sliding his foot up her skirt whenever he got the chance and would wink when he thought nobody was looking, but other than that, after treating Harry's bruise and lying to him about leaving after twenty minutes of waiting for him, things were quite content with their relationship. So far.
"I don't like the way he looks at you," Harry said one morning when they were having breakfast. Tomorrow was to be the last day before the end of sixth year, and everyone was chattering loudly about what they would be doing. Lavender and Pavarti were beyond themselves, telling each other about their new boyfriends and with smuttiest attire they could surprise them with, and others were thinking of going to Quidditch camp, consisting of Harry.
"Who? Malfoy?" Hermione asked, pouring syrup over her pancakes.
"No..." Harry said slowly and carefully. She blushed.
"Oh. I suppose you're talking about Ron, then," she said, stammering.
"Well, of course I am. Is there any reason why I should be worried about Malfoy?" he asked suspiciously.
"No! Of course not," she responded curtly, taking a big bite so she wouldn't have to give further information.
"I wish you could spend the summer with me," he murmured at last. Hermione grinned at him, running a hand through his messy black hair, feeling like soft silk in between her fingers.
"I wish I could too, but Quidditch is no match for me, Harry. You know very well that I don't rely very much on sports," she said stubbornly.
"I know...but it's going to be lonely without you."
"Well, I am just glad there's going to be very few girls at Qudditch camp, because I don't want you to get stolen away," she teased. He grinned at her, sliding his hand through her neck as red tinged her ears. She sighed contently and went back to her eating. How could she have risked losing something so nice and normal like this?
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Draco glared across the tables as he happened to see Granger smiling at Potter, flirting with him and then sighing as if he were the love of her life. He shook himself. What the hell was the matter with him? He had a perfectly beautiful girlfriend back home! He was popular! He would spend the summer with her and get drunk and get laid. He was supposed to be happy...so how come the rushing edge of jealousy swung toward him whenever Potter was an inch close to the Gryffindor mudblood?
I don't care, he thought to himself. I have Sarah. I wouldn't want to sleep with Granger, anyway. Sarah's much better in bed, he reminded himself dismissively. But he knew inside this was not entirely the truth. Although with Sarah, in bed, it was a racy, fun and sweaty encounter, with Granger, it was much more forbidden, and she had a wild sense that he wouldn't expect from her, which made it even more better.
A smirk filled his lips. Although he couldn't do anything to prevent her from Potter, there was no use for Haden. He had written back to Sarah, telling her to get to know Haden more better if he was going to help the baby. Busy with Sarah and his big future, and pissed at Granger for the 'letter' Draco had maliciously sent, he sure wouldn't have time for her.
The owls soared in from the windows, many heading to the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables. Draco wasn't expecting anything until his owl swept toward him and left a envelope right into his cup of pumpkin juice.
"You bastard!" he yelled after it, but after receiving many strange glances from nearby Slytherins, he quietly disposed of the soaked envelope and opened the letter cautiously, hoping everything was still intact.
-ear -raco,
----- alright ----- summer ----- Knockturn Alley
-----Tuesday ----- 7:40
------mark
------------should be ---------- handling your les -------s--ex------
cor-----
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Fuck it, he thought grimly. Who was the letter from? His eyes quickly diverted it's attention to the word 'sex'. He smiled. It must've been from Sarah, he decided, tucking the stained letter into his robes. He would place a drying spell on it later. He was excited. She wanted to meet him and sleep with him in Knockturn Alley? This was a first...7:40 P.M., he supposed. Sarah never got up at 7:40 A.M. He would bring plenty of condoms, he decided, a grin on his face, satisfied that he had turned his mind to other important things.
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Lucius Malfoy tapped the quill against his chin before he proceeded to write to his only son.
Dear Draco,
Your Mother hopes you're alright. This summer, I know you will be terribly busy with that girlfriend of yours - what's her name....Sarah? Yes, well, I have a very important person I'd like you to meet at Knockturn Alley, Tuesday at 7:40 P.M. This man will teach you lessons of how to get your Dark Mark. I am only telling you this NOW because I will not be home this summer. You should be ready for your imprinting of the loyal sign of our Dark Lord upon your arm while I tend to business. You better be handling your lessons well. So, expect to do many things this summer.
Cordially,
-L.M.
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"Mother!" Hermione Granger grinned as she rushed out of the train to meet her mother.
"Where's dad?" she asked curiously, after tending to the hug that her mother gave her. She shrugged.
"He's with a patient. Braces, I think. But! So, how does it feel to fulfill another year, sweetie?" her mother attended her a warm smile.
"Oh, great..." She forced a smile. Sure, she had done excellent this year, but she had other thoughts on her mind besides that.
"I see you kissed that young man..." her mother said bluntly.
Hermione blushed. "Yes, that's my current boyfriend, Harry."
"Harry? Harry Potter? Your friend?"
"Yes."
Her mother sighed. "I guess he seems like a fine boy."
"He is. He's wonderful."
"Good. I got a letter about you today, some company called Rainbow's..."
"Yes! I gave them a resume to work there this summer...what'd they say?"
"They said you and another girl were accepted to work there! Apparently it's very rare to have more than one, since it's a very valuable clothing store, and they sent your schedule too..."
"Oh, Mom, that's great! I'll be doing some productive work this summer, I suppose. And I'll get extra money, too. I love summer," she said, beaming. Things were looking better already.
"I am glad," her mother responded, and they headed home.
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"You will come here promptly every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday, at 8:30 A.M. and work to 12:00 P.M. Night shifts are optional, you will get more money if you attend to them, and your lunch break is at 10:30. Any questions?" The woman called 'Susan' inquired, folding her arms across her chest.
Hermione and the girl next to her shook their heads vigorously.
"Good. You may start now, near the makeup section... Miss Granger, I will need you to organize the lipsticks by color and after your done, fold the new t-shirts that came in today. Miss Hatenzel, please fold the new skirts that came in, organize the mascara section and help Miss Granger if necessary. Let's go," ordered Susan bossily, and turned away and made her way across the store.
"Wow, she's tough," Hermione muttered, glancing slightly at the girl beside her as they tended to the makeup. She merely nodded in reply. She was fairly pretty, Hermione decided.
"My name's Hermione."
"I know. Sorry if I am rude, but I don't really like this job, Father made me get it, that's why I seem so ...mellow," the girl said. Hermione looked at her warily. Her stomach was faintly sticking out.
"I understand, err-..."
"Sarah, call me Sarah."
Hermione smiled at her. "Well. Nice to meet you, Sarah."
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Songs Listened to While Writing This:
Shakedown by ~ The Start
Running by ~No Doubt
Not much of a chapter, but here's some things to ponder:
1) So, Haden's not the only one aquainting with Sarah, eh?
2) Draco will be in VERY much trouble when he gets to Knockturn Alley.
3) Sorry for the delay, but Hermione WILL get revenge. Let's just say, Sarah's going to play a big role in it too.
4) Harry's going to do something very, very bad in Quidditch Camp.
Well, 'till next year,
(hah! just kidding),
Remember to leave a review,
Love,
Court.
