A/N: In the last chapter I forgot to put a disclaimer on the band Screaming
Silence. They are a real band, composed of my cousin Andy and his best
friends in Virginia. Here's their website...
Check it out, it's really cool! However,
if you think they're hot, too bad, because Albert is mine and Matt belongs
to my cousin Dalena. Andy would like a nice girlfriend though, I'm sure. So
if you want the job email me your application and I will interview you,
where you will then go on a casual date with Andy and be rated by our team
of panelist judges, determining weather or not you would make an acceptable
girlfriend.
Chapter 9:
Hermione was having the time of her life. "I can't believe I'm actually here!!" she shouted over the noise of the wildly singing fans to her best friend.
Charisma nodded emphatically. "I know exactly what you mean! This is great! Oh, look! That guy is selling glow sticks!" Charisma dug around for change in her pocket, but came up short. She gave a little pout. "Oh well.."
Draco pulled a couple Euros out of his pocket (he'd had to exchange some of his wizarding money for muggle money at Gringots before staying at Hermione's house so he could buy things if he wished.) He waved at the man selling the glow sticks. "What color do you girls want?" he asked casually.
Charisma's eyes opened in surprised. "Draco, that's so kind of you! I'll take a purple."
"Mione?"
"Pink for me please."
"And I'll take a green," he said to the man, who instantly produced the glow sticks they asked for.
"You know, they say geniuses choose green," Charisma said in a flirtatious manner.
Draco smirked. "I'm going to go get us a large soda to share. Be back in a few."
"Make sure to get diet!" Charisma called after him.
"You're flirting with him!" Hermione accused as soon as Draco was out of earshot.
"Yeah, so?" Charisma asked, flipping her hair. "He's hot, and it's not like he's taken. Besides, what do you care? You hate him, remember?"
Hermione was mad, but Charisma had a point. Why DID she care? It had nothing to do with that little kiss they had the other night, she was sure. She groaned inwardly. "I know, Risma. But could you please just tune it down a little bit?"
"I'll try," Charisma said in a manner that seemed to Hermione as if she had no such intention of doing so. "By the way, where is Draco? He's been gone for nearly ten minutes now."
The two looked around, finally spotting him a couple rows back talking to three girls who were all obviously very in to him. And it seemed to Hermione that he had no problem in going along with it. Another girl, who was sitting in the row directly behind Hermione, leaned over the seat and whispered into her ear. "He is SO HOT! You two are sooo lucky to actualy know him!"
Charisma smiled evily. "I know, he's my boyfriend."
Hermione gave Charisma a disbelieving look. "He is not. You don't HAVE a boyfriend."
"I don't believe you either," added the other girl, "becuase if he's your boyfriend, what's he doing over there, flirting with those other girls?"
Charisma humphed and sat down without another word as Draco approached and finally came back to his seat.
"You ladies having fun?"
"Yes," they both said in sulky voices as they turned slightly away from eachother.
"Oookay..." Draco was more than slightly confused. "What was that all about?"
"Nothing." Charisma replied.
Hermione suddenly stood up again. "I'm going to the watercloset," she announced. Then she added quietly to herself, "Not as if anyone cares."
Hermione went into the watercloset and washed her hands for lack of nothing better to do. She then took a sip of water from a fountain. Going back to the sink, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Stupid Draco Malfoy. Ruining my concert and my best friend. I can't believe I have to spend the whole gosh darned summer with him! Plus he's the biggest flirt I've seen in my entire life! Not that I care about that or anything. I just find it... annoying. Right, that's all."
A young woman came out of the stall behind Hermione and gave her a warm smile. "They say that talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity you know." The woman gave her a wink before heading out the door.
"That's just great..." Hermione looked skyward. "Why me?"
Hermione decided that it was probably time to go back to the concert. She didn't want to miss Avril afterall! But as she was coming near to her row, she was suddenly stopped by a strong arm. Hermione spun around to find a strong, good looking guy standing less than a foot away. "Hey beautiful," said the guy. "What's your name?"
Hermione was about to blow him off, but then noticed out of the corner of her eye that Draco was watching. 'Let's see how much he likes a taste of his own medicine. Not that he cares or anything' she thought. "Hermione Granger. What's yours?"
"I'm Bryton Baines."
Hermione laughed. "That's great! I live in Brighton!"
Bryton didn't seem to find the humor in it. "Oh. Okay."
"So are you a big Avril Lavigne fan?"
"Yeah, I like her. Hey, would you like to come sit with me and a couple of my friends?"
Hermione glanced in Draco's direction to see that he was flirting with Charisma yet again. "Sure, that sounds like fun."
Bryton took her hand and led her to where some other teens were sitting and talking.
"Hey Bryton, who's this?" asked a guy with a French accent.
"Hey. This is Hermione. She's going to hang out with us for awhile."
"Pleased to meet you," said the French guy, taking her hand and giving it a light kiss.
Hermione giggled. "Nice to meet you too."
Hermione sat down next to Bryton, who was still holding her hand. Just then Avril Lavigne started singing her first song, Sk8ter Boi. Hermione jumped up, along with the rest of the crowd, and started singing in a loud clear voice. Bryton softly turned her towards him, and the two started to dance.
Several songs later, when Hermione was completely out of breath, the two decided to sit down for a short break.
"Hey Bryton," said a girl a few seats down who was sitting next to the guy with the French accent. Hermione suspected that they were boyfriend and girlfriend. "Why exactly are you spending the whole day hanging out with a muggle?"
"Yeah," said the French guy. "You know your parents would never allow it if they found out you were with a muggle."
"Melanie, Alex, they aren't going to find out. Besides, what's it gonna hurt? I'm just having fun with someone who happens to be a muggle."
'Muggle?' Hermione thought. 'They must be witches and wizards too!'
"So, uh, what school do you go to?" Hermione casually asked Bryton.
"Oh, I go to school in France. My parents work for the government, in the relations with France department."
That's why Hermione had never seen them before. 'They probably all go to Beaubatons' she thought.
"Excuse me," said a very familiar masculine voice. Hermione turned to see Draco standing beside her. The group also turned to regard him.
A big smile broke out on Bryton's face. "Draco Malfoy! I haven't seen you since last summer!" Bryton jumped up and embraced his friend in a very manly hug. (You know, one of those ones where they kind of bump into eachother and then slap eachother's backs). "What are you doing at a muggle concert? Your parents can't possible know you're here."
"Yours either," Draco said pointedly. "But I've got an even better question for you. What are you doing with my Hermione?"
'Did Draco just call me HIS Hermione?' Bryton was very clearly thinking the same thing.
"Um, you two know eachother?" Hermione asked.
"Of course! Draco and I are on the same summer Quiddich team. Now how do you two know eachother?"
"From school." Hermione stated simply.
"Plus I'm staying the summer with her for a school project," Draco added.
"Well, I feel dumb," Bryton commented. "This whole time I thought you were a muggle. Guess I was wrong. Sorry about that."
"No problem. I had no idea you were a wizard until you started talking about me being a muggle a few minutes ago."
"Mione!" Charisma shouted as she ran up to the group, her mom following behind her. "The concert's over, so it's time to go home. Are you two coming?"
"Of course we are Risma!" Hermione turned back to Bryton. "Well I guess I better go. Owl me?"
"Only if you promise to write back." Bryton teased her.
Hermione pretended to consider it. "Well, all right..." she winked.
"And Draco bud, I expect to see you again sometime before school starts again."
"Sure thing. Later dude," Draco said. He and Hermione followed Charisma and her mom out of the stadium and into the car, ready for the long drive home.
A/N: YAY!!!! IT'S DONE!! I am SO SO SO sorry I took this long to update. I would give you guys all the reasons as to why it took me so long, but really those would just be lame excuses. I should have updated WAY sooner. I know there's a lot of you guys who reviewed asking me to update, so this chapter is for all of you. The idea for most of the happenings in the concert are from Ellie, so I want to thank her and say that it won't let me email you for some reason, so I'm sorry I didn't email you about the update!
And a quick disclaimer.... Hermione and Draco are so not mine! Neither is Harry Potter or any other related characters. I only own Bryton and his friends, Charisma and her mom, and the plot for this story.
Chapter 9:
Hermione was having the time of her life. "I can't believe I'm actually here!!" she shouted over the noise of the wildly singing fans to her best friend.
Charisma nodded emphatically. "I know exactly what you mean! This is great! Oh, look! That guy is selling glow sticks!" Charisma dug around for change in her pocket, but came up short. She gave a little pout. "Oh well.."
Draco pulled a couple Euros out of his pocket (he'd had to exchange some of his wizarding money for muggle money at Gringots before staying at Hermione's house so he could buy things if he wished.) He waved at the man selling the glow sticks. "What color do you girls want?" he asked casually.
Charisma's eyes opened in surprised. "Draco, that's so kind of you! I'll take a purple."
"Mione?"
"Pink for me please."
"And I'll take a green," he said to the man, who instantly produced the glow sticks they asked for.
"You know, they say geniuses choose green," Charisma said in a flirtatious manner.
Draco smirked. "I'm going to go get us a large soda to share. Be back in a few."
"Make sure to get diet!" Charisma called after him.
"You're flirting with him!" Hermione accused as soon as Draco was out of earshot.
"Yeah, so?" Charisma asked, flipping her hair. "He's hot, and it's not like he's taken. Besides, what do you care? You hate him, remember?"
Hermione was mad, but Charisma had a point. Why DID she care? It had nothing to do with that little kiss they had the other night, she was sure. She groaned inwardly. "I know, Risma. But could you please just tune it down a little bit?"
"I'll try," Charisma said in a manner that seemed to Hermione as if she had no such intention of doing so. "By the way, where is Draco? He's been gone for nearly ten minutes now."
The two looked around, finally spotting him a couple rows back talking to three girls who were all obviously very in to him. And it seemed to Hermione that he had no problem in going along with it. Another girl, who was sitting in the row directly behind Hermione, leaned over the seat and whispered into her ear. "He is SO HOT! You two are sooo lucky to actualy know him!"
Charisma smiled evily. "I know, he's my boyfriend."
Hermione gave Charisma a disbelieving look. "He is not. You don't HAVE a boyfriend."
"I don't believe you either," added the other girl, "becuase if he's your boyfriend, what's he doing over there, flirting with those other girls?"
Charisma humphed and sat down without another word as Draco approached and finally came back to his seat.
"You ladies having fun?"
"Yes," they both said in sulky voices as they turned slightly away from eachother.
"Oookay..." Draco was more than slightly confused. "What was that all about?"
"Nothing." Charisma replied.
Hermione suddenly stood up again. "I'm going to the watercloset," she announced. Then she added quietly to herself, "Not as if anyone cares."
Hermione went into the watercloset and washed her hands for lack of nothing better to do. She then took a sip of water from a fountain. Going back to the sink, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Stupid Draco Malfoy. Ruining my concert and my best friend. I can't believe I have to spend the whole gosh darned summer with him! Plus he's the biggest flirt I've seen in my entire life! Not that I care about that or anything. I just find it... annoying. Right, that's all."
A young woman came out of the stall behind Hermione and gave her a warm smile. "They say that talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity you know." The woman gave her a wink before heading out the door.
"That's just great..." Hermione looked skyward. "Why me?"
Hermione decided that it was probably time to go back to the concert. She didn't want to miss Avril afterall! But as she was coming near to her row, she was suddenly stopped by a strong arm. Hermione spun around to find a strong, good looking guy standing less than a foot away. "Hey beautiful," said the guy. "What's your name?"
Hermione was about to blow him off, but then noticed out of the corner of her eye that Draco was watching. 'Let's see how much he likes a taste of his own medicine. Not that he cares or anything' she thought. "Hermione Granger. What's yours?"
"I'm Bryton Baines."
Hermione laughed. "That's great! I live in Brighton!"
Bryton didn't seem to find the humor in it. "Oh. Okay."
"So are you a big Avril Lavigne fan?"
"Yeah, I like her. Hey, would you like to come sit with me and a couple of my friends?"
Hermione glanced in Draco's direction to see that he was flirting with Charisma yet again. "Sure, that sounds like fun."
Bryton took her hand and led her to where some other teens were sitting and talking.
"Hey Bryton, who's this?" asked a guy with a French accent.
"Hey. This is Hermione. She's going to hang out with us for awhile."
"Pleased to meet you," said the French guy, taking her hand and giving it a light kiss.
Hermione giggled. "Nice to meet you too."
Hermione sat down next to Bryton, who was still holding her hand. Just then Avril Lavigne started singing her first song, Sk8ter Boi. Hermione jumped up, along with the rest of the crowd, and started singing in a loud clear voice. Bryton softly turned her towards him, and the two started to dance.
Several songs later, when Hermione was completely out of breath, the two decided to sit down for a short break.
"Hey Bryton," said a girl a few seats down who was sitting next to the guy with the French accent. Hermione suspected that they were boyfriend and girlfriend. "Why exactly are you spending the whole day hanging out with a muggle?"
"Yeah," said the French guy. "You know your parents would never allow it if they found out you were with a muggle."
"Melanie, Alex, they aren't going to find out. Besides, what's it gonna hurt? I'm just having fun with someone who happens to be a muggle."
'Muggle?' Hermione thought. 'They must be witches and wizards too!'
"So, uh, what school do you go to?" Hermione casually asked Bryton.
"Oh, I go to school in France. My parents work for the government, in the relations with France department."
That's why Hermione had never seen them before. 'They probably all go to Beaubatons' she thought.
"Excuse me," said a very familiar masculine voice. Hermione turned to see Draco standing beside her. The group also turned to regard him.
A big smile broke out on Bryton's face. "Draco Malfoy! I haven't seen you since last summer!" Bryton jumped up and embraced his friend in a very manly hug. (You know, one of those ones where they kind of bump into eachother and then slap eachother's backs). "What are you doing at a muggle concert? Your parents can't possible know you're here."
"Yours either," Draco said pointedly. "But I've got an even better question for you. What are you doing with my Hermione?"
'Did Draco just call me HIS Hermione?' Bryton was very clearly thinking the same thing.
"Um, you two know eachother?" Hermione asked.
"Of course! Draco and I are on the same summer Quiddich team. Now how do you two know eachother?"
"From school." Hermione stated simply.
"Plus I'm staying the summer with her for a school project," Draco added.
"Well, I feel dumb," Bryton commented. "This whole time I thought you were a muggle. Guess I was wrong. Sorry about that."
"No problem. I had no idea you were a wizard until you started talking about me being a muggle a few minutes ago."
"Mione!" Charisma shouted as she ran up to the group, her mom following behind her. "The concert's over, so it's time to go home. Are you two coming?"
"Of course we are Risma!" Hermione turned back to Bryton. "Well I guess I better go. Owl me?"
"Only if you promise to write back." Bryton teased her.
Hermione pretended to consider it. "Well, all right..." she winked.
"And Draco bud, I expect to see you again sometime before school starts again."
"Sure thing. Later dude," Draco said. He and Hermione followed Charisma and her mom out of the stadium and into the car, ready for the long drive home.
A/N: YAY!!!! IT'S DONE!! I am SO SO SO sorry I took this long to update. I would give you guys all the reasons as to why it took me so long, but really those would just be lame excuses. I should have updated WAY sooner. I know there's a lot of you guys who reviewed asking me to update, so this chapter is for all of you. The idea for most of the happenings in the concert are from Ellie, so I want to thank her and say that it won't let me email you for some reason, so I'm sorry I didn't email you about the update!
And a quick disclaimer.... Hermione and Draco are so not mine! Neither is Harry Potter or any other related characters. I only own Bryton and his friends, Charisma and her mom, and the plot for this story.
