"Whoa, what was that for?" Draco said breathlessly. Hermione smiled an evil little smile. She grabbed him and kissed him more. Draco didn't resist.
They both stopped to catch their breath. "Granger, you've changed. You might be bad enough to be in our group." Hermione smiled again. "Ok, but only if Harry and Ron can come too." Draco scowled. "On one condition," he told her. "They have to become badasses like you."
Hermione agreed, wanting to be together with all of her friends. "I'll go tell them."
She ran off to find Harry and Ron in the hall. Harry's mouth dropped. "Hermione, what in the fuckin' hell are you wearing?" Hermione looked down and saw that she still had her slutty outfit on. She brushed that aside quickly. "Guys, Malfoy said that if we are bad enough we can join his group!" Harry and Ron looked at each other. Hermione knew that they had always wanted to be part of that group. "Well, i dunno," Ron began, but Hermione interrupted.
"You know they always get the 'hottest' girls," Hermione wheedled. Ron grinned. "Sounds great! When do we start?"
Hermione rushed off to Draco. "They aggreed," she said quickly. Draco grinned. "Ok, Granger. Now, go down the hall by the statue of Gregory the Smarmy. If you whisped 'I see you' then a door will appear. The password is 'I am a communist'." Hermione grinned. All her life she had wanted to be bad, and now she was getting a chance.
The meetings were every night at 12:00. Most of the group were Slytherins but some were Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. They were the only Gryffindors, except Ginny Weasley.
Draco told the rest of the group that Hermione, Harry and Ron were joining. At first they objected but Draco reminded them about what Hermione was wearing.
Harry, Ron and Hermione showed up for the meeting at 12:00 exactly. Even a gone-bad Hermione was organized.
Draco, of course, was head of the group. "Attention!" he roared, and everyone shut up.
"Everyone welcome our newest members, Weasley, Potter, and Granger!" there was snapping, like in old movies. No one wanted to make the effort to clap.
"Now, Granger, I nominate you to be the head organizer. You have to organize when people bring the 'goods'." Hermione nodded, and the vote was unanimous. Hermione took the stand.
"Tomorrow, Parkinson will bring the 'goods'." Pansy took the cigarette out of her mouth to complain. "What? Why me?" Hermione sighed with exasperation. "Because you can stuff your bra with it instead of tissues, no one will suspect." That seemed a good enough reason for Pansy. She shrugged and shoved the cigarette back in her mouth.
It was clear now that everyone went by their last names. At first it seemed a problem for Ron and Ginny, but every one pronounced Ginny's last name 'Weezlai" so it wasn't a problem.
"Now Weasley is the field trip organizer," Draco boomed. Ron decided that their first field trip would be to the Sexy Squirrel, a local bar.
Cho Chang took the stand. She was the vice-president, and now had rings in every imaginable place. "Now, Potter?" she said. "Yes?" Harry asked. "Your job, is to just hang around and look good." "I can do that," Harry replied, looking happily at the circle of girls forming around him.
After the meeting, Draco approached Hermione. "Granger, classes tomorrow. Keep the badditude."
That's what everyone called their bad acting lifestyle. Hermione grinned. "No problem."
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A/N: Like? I was just meaning to make this little fic for no reason, I had an inspiration. But then I got lots of reviews. I thank you all!
Selena
They both stopped to catch their breath. "Granger, you've changed. You might be bad enough to be in our group." Hermione smiled again. "Ok, but only if Harry and Ron can come too." Draco scowled. "On one condition," he told her. "They have to become badasses like you."
Hermione agreed, wanting to be together with all of her friends. "I'll go tell them."
She ran off to find Harry and Ron in the hall. Harry's mouth dropped. "Hermione, what in the fuckin' hell are you wearing?" Hermione looked down and saw that she still had her slutty outfit on. She brushed that aside quickly. "Guys, Malfoy said that if we are bad enough we can join his group!" Harry and Ron looked at each other. Hermione knew that they had always wanted to be part of that group. "Well, i dunno," Ron began, but Hermione interrupted.
"You know they always get the 'hottest' girls," Hermione wheedled. Ron grinned. "Sounds great! When do we start?"
Hermione rushed off to Draco. "They aggreed," she said quickly. Draco grinned. "Ok, Granger. Now, go down the hall by the statue of Gregory the Smarmy. If you whisped 'I see you' then a door will appear. The password is 'I am a communist'." Hermione grinned. All her life she had wanted to be bad, and now she was getting a chance.
The meetings were every night at 12:00. Most of the group were Slytherins but some were Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. They were the only Gryffindors, except Ginny Weasley.
Draco told the rest of the group that Hermione, Harry and Ron were joining. At first they objected but Draco reminded them about what Hermione was wearing.
Harry, Ron and Hermione showed up for the meeting at 12:00 exactly. Even a gone-bad Hermione was organized.
Draco, of course, was head of the group. "Attention!" he roared, and everyone shut up.
"Everyone welcome our newest members, Weasley, Potter, and Granger!" there was snapping, like in old movies. No one wanted to make the effort to clap.
"Now, Granger, I nominate you to be the head organizer. You have to organize when people bring the 'goods'." Hermione nodded, and the vote was unanimous. Hermione took the stand.
"Tomorrow, Parkinson will bring the 'goods'." Pansy took the cigarette out of her mouth to complain. "What? Why me?" Hermione sighed with exasperation. "Because you can stuff your bra with it instead of tissues, no one will suspect." That seemed a good enough reason for Pansy. She shrugged and shoved the cigarette back in her mouth.
It was clear now that everyone went by their last names. At first it seemed a problem for Ron and Ginny, but every one pronounced Ginny's last name 'Weezlai" so it wasn't a problem.
"Now Weasley is the field trip organizer," Draco boomed. Ron decided that their first field trip would be to the Sexy Squirrel, a local bar.
Cho Chang took the stand. She was the vice-president, and now had rings in every imaginable place. "Now, Potter?" she said. "Yes?" Harry asked. "Your job, is to just hang around and look good." "I can do that," Harry replied, looking happily at the circle of girls forming around him.
After the meeting, Draco approached Hermione. "Granger, classes tomorrow. Keep the badditude."
That's what everyone called their bad acting lifestyle. Hermione grinned. "No problem."
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A/N: Like? I was just meaning to make this little fic for no reason, I had an inspiration. But then I got lots of reviews. I thank you all!
Selena