That night, Hermione dreamed about Draco. How sexy he was, how bad. Hermione Granger, the know-it-all good girl, wanted to become bad.
The next night, it was Friday, the day before a Hogsmede weekend. "I really need to pick up some new books- I mean clothes," She was telling Ginny. It was early in the morning, the only time Ginny didn't have at least 10 guys hanging off her. Ginny had become quite popular, and set all the latest trends, so it was smart to go to her for fashion advice. "'Mione, not that you would be interested, but miniskirts and tube tops are in," Ginny said. She wasn't trying to be mean, she just knew that Hermione preferred the Hogwarts black robes to sexy black clothes.
But this time, Hermione listened with interest. "Hey, Ginny, would you mind showing me what the sexiest clothes in Hogsmede are?" Ginny looked at her in amazement, and then smiled. "Sure, 'Mione. By day after tomorrow, you won't even recognize yourself."
"I'm COLD!" Hermione wailed. Ginny laughed. "You won't be when you're surrounded by a bunch of hotties!"
Hermione shivered. She felt very out of place. Suddenly Ginny posed like a model. "Do this," she ordered. Slowly Hermione posed. Her expression changed from disbelief to happiness. "Hey! I don't look that bad!" Ginny smiled. "My work here is done. Buy about ten sexy outfits, and then you're going to be able to take your pick fom what guy in Hogwarts you want." Ginny left the dressing room. Hermione grinned at herself. "Out with the old, in with the new. Draco Malfoy, here i come!"
The next day, Hermione dressed in her sexiest outfit, and then wore her robe over it. "NO guy can resist me now!"
She strutted down the passageways, smiling. "What are you so happy about?" Lavender asked, trying to keep Dean and Seamus off of her. "You'll see."
Hermione suddenly took off her robe. Under it was a glittery black tube top, the most revealing miniskirt, and some high black boots. She removed the hood and her hair was completely straight. She strutted into the great hall, and, well, made quite a scene.
"Go, Granger!" a Ravenclaw Hermione had never spoken to in her life whisteled. Suddenly, guys started clapping and whisteling. Ron and Harry's mouths were wide open.
Malfoy, on the other hand, was tired and didn't look up. That is, until Crabbe's huge arm slammed into him. "Shove off, you big oaf..." he trailed off. There Granger, the mudblood was, standing with an outfit on that Britney Spears wouldn't even wear. His mouth dropped open, and he forgot to blink. Hermione *suprisingly* noticed this. He scratched his head. She winked seductively at him, and motoned for him to follow her. She left the Great Hall, and, after everyone had gone back to their meals, trailed after Hermione.
"Granger I mmfff!" He said as she grabbed him and kissed him full on the lips.
The next night, it was Friday, the day before a Hogsmede weekend. "I really need to pick up some new books- I mean clothes," She was telling Ginny. It was early in the morning, the only time Ginny didn't have at least 10 guys hanging off her. Ginny had become quite popular, and set all the latest trends, so it was smart to go to her for fashion advice. "'Mione, not that you would be interested, but miniskirts and tube tops are in," Ginny said. She wasn't trying to be mean, she just knew that Hermione preferred the Hogwarts black robes to sexy black clothes.
But this time, Hermione listened with interest. "Hey, Ginny, would you mind showing me what the sexiest clothes in Hogsmede are?" Ginny looked at her in amazement, and then smiled. "Sure, 'Mione. By day after tomorrow, you won't even recognize yourself."
"I'm COLD!" Hermione wailed. Ginny laughed. "You won't be when you're surrounded by a bunch of hotties!"
Hermione shivered. She felt very out of place. Suddenly Ginny posed like a model. "Do this," she ordered. Slowly Hermione posed. Her expression changed from disbelief to happiness. "Hey! I don't look that bad!" Ginny smiled. "My work here is done. Buy about ten sexy outfits, and then you're going to be able to take your pick fom what guy in Hogwarts you want." Ginny left the dressing room. Hermione grinned at herself. "Out with the old, in with the new. Draco Malfoy, here i come!"
The next day, Hermione dressed in her sexiest outfit, and then wore her robe over it. "NO guy can resist me now!"
She strutted down the passageways, smiling. "What are you so happy about?" Lavender asked, trying to keep Dean and Seamus off of her. "You'll see."
Hermione suddenly took off her robe. Under it was a glittery black tube top, the most revealing miniskirt, and some high black boots. She removed the hood and her hair was completely straight. She strutted into the great hall, and, well, made quite a scene.
"Go, Granger!" a Ravenclaw Hermione had never spoken to in her life whisteled. Suddenly, guys started clapping and whisteling. Ron and Harry's mouths were wide open.
Malfoy, on the other hand, was tired and didn't look up. That is, until Crabbe's huge arm slammed into him. "Shove off, you big oaf..." he trailed off. There Granger, the mudblood was, standing with an outfit on that Britney Spears wouldn't even wear. His mouth dropped open, and he forgot to blink. Hermione *suprisingly* noticed this. He scratched his head. She winked seductively at him, and motoned for him to follow her. She left the Great Hall, and, after everyone had gone back to their meals, trailed after Hermione.
"Granger I mmfff!" He said as she grabbed him and kissed him full on the lips.