Chapter 7 : HELLO ENGLAND!
On the Saturday of the third week-end of June, Hermione woke up in a rush, almost at "NOON!" She had been so exasperated from her long hours' work that she had slept until
"NOON! Merlin, I gotta get ready!"
Hermione jumped in the shower. She had a lot to do before to meet her friends at the ministry where they would take a portkey to where the national day's party would take place.
Hermione washed her hair with a curl enhancing, softening, hydrating shampoo. She washed with a coconut smelled soap and got out of the shower. She performed a anti-hair spell on her legs, under her arms and between her legs, to have a small but perfectly formed triangle. She brushed her teeth and performed a whitening spell on them.
She thought it better to wear a bit more make-up than usual. Her mascara curled her already long eyelashes and she insisted on the eyeliner. She also putted a bronze lipstick, making her lips shine and get forward as if, on their on will, they intensely asked to be kissed.
She wore her red dress. It had a very low neckline and was just above knee height. It was made in a stretch fabric, modeling her body but not letting her lace thong and bra appear through it. She putted black, sexy sandals, perfectly fitting the "sex bomb" style she intended to have but also being comfortable since she knew she'd be up all night, watching the show. She finally put on her black cloak (too much red ain't good), let her airy curls on her shoulders and down her back, took her purse and apparated in the ministry, in the same instant as most of her friends.
"Ready to party guys?!" Hermione said.
"Of course!" they all answered in the same voice.
"Ok so, come forward, to the count of three! 1.2.3"
They all touched the portkey and immediately appeared in a field that Hermione recognized as being the same one where the international quidittch cup had been held when she was in 4th year. Anti-muggle spells had once again been performed, for the wizard's gathering to be kept unnoticed by them.
They were about 20 to have traveled by the portkey: Her, Harry and Clarissa, Ron and Catherine, Frank, Annie and the other girls from the bet, a couple of other persons Hermione had already seen in parties, and Draco, unaccompanied. He was beautiful tonight, wearing black pants and a tight green shirt, his hair brushed back.
They reached an empty area where they could all fit and met other persons on their way: Neville, Seamus, Dean, Padma and Parvati, Lavender and loads of others. At the sight of Cho Chang, that only Hermione and Harry had noticed through the crowd, they both felt shivers down their spines. Harry remembered all the pain it had caused him to love her, but Hermione had no idea where these shivers came from.
Something suddenly took them back to reality:
"HELLO LONDON! A voice yelled in the microphone. I WISH YOU A GREAT WELCOME TO THIS SHOW CELEBRATING THE ENGLISH WIZARDS NATIONAL DAY!!!!!!!!!!"
Applauses and screams came from everywhere around Hermione as she focused on the scene.
"TONI.., FOR YOU...URE, WE W...E THE ...ED SIS.., ..WIL.GANG, AND THE..L...ON..TET!"
Screams were so loud in Hermione's ears that she hadn't caught all that had been said but didn't care. She was there to have fun and try to seduce Draco.
As the party went on and the alcohol bottles were piling, people were getting more and more joyful. At that instant, someone grabbed Hermione's butt. Draco was nearer of her than anybody else so she glanced at him and gave him a smile. When his only answer was a look, not I-don't-care, not even cold, but more freezing, she felt anger rise within her stomach. He was obviously interested in every girl at the party, but her.
She looked back at him, her eyes clearly showing him her anger. She suddenly turned to Frank, Harry and Ron and pleaded sickness. She ran away through the crowd, mumbling to herself:
"You're playing a dangerous game Mr.Malfoy, but guess what? I can play it too and you'll see, I'm as good as you!"
On the Saturday of the third week-end of June, Hermione woke up in a rush, almost at "NOON!" She had been so exasperated from her long hours' work that she had slept until
"NOON! Merlin, I gotta get ready!"
Hermione jumped in the shower. She had a lot to do before to meet her friends at the ministry where they would take a portkey to where the national day's party would take place.
Hermione washed her hair with a curl enhancing, softening, hydrating shampoo. She washed with a coconut smelled soap and got out of the shower. She performed a anti-hair spell on her legs, under her arms and between her legs, to have a small but perfectly formed triangle. She brushed her teeth and performed a whitening spell on them.
She thought it better to wear a bit more make-up than usual. Her mascara curled her already long eyelashes and she insisted on the eyeliner. She also putted a bronze lipstick, making her lips shine and get forward as if, on their on will, they intensely asked to be kissed.
She wore her red dress. It had a very low neckline and was just above knee height. It was made in a stretch fabric, modeling her body but not letting her lace thong and bra appear through it. She putted black, sexy sandals, perfectly fitting the "sex bomb" style she intended to have but also being comfortable since she knew she'd be up all night, watching the show. She finally put on her black cloak (too much red ain't good), let her airy curls on her shoulders and down her back, took her purse and apparated in the ministry, in the same instant as most of her friends.
"Ready to party guys?!" Hermione said.
"Of course!" they all answered in the same voice.
"Ok so, come forward, to the count of three! 1.2.3"
They all touched the portkey and immediately appeared in a field that Hermione recognized as being the same one where the international quidittch cup had been held when she was in 4th year. Anti-muggle spells had once again been performed, for the wizard's gathering to be kept unnoticed by them.
They were about 20 to have traveled by the portkey: Her, Harry and Clarissa, Ron and Catherine, Frank, Annie and the other girls from the bet, a couple of other persons Hermione had already seen in parties, and Draco, unaccompanied. He was beautiful tonight, wearing black pants and a tight green shirt, his hair brushed back.
They reached an empty area where they could all fit and met other persons on their way: Neville, Seamus, Dean, Padma and Parvati, Lavender and loads of others. At the sight of Cho Chang, that only Hermione and Harry had noticed through the crowd, they both felt shivers down their spines. Harry remembered all the pain it had caused him to love her, but Hermione had no idea where these shivers came from.
Something suddenly took them back to reality:
"HELLO LONDON! A voice yelled in the microphone. I WISH YOU A GREAT WELCOME TO THIS SHOW CELEBRATING THE ENGLISH WIZARDS NATIONAL DAY!!!!!!!!!!"
Applauses and screams came from everywhere around Hermione as she focused on the scene.
"TONI.., FOR YOU...URE, WE W...E THE ...ED SIS.., ..WIL.GANG, AND THE..L...ON..TET!"
Screams were so loud in Hermione's ears that she hadn't caught all that had been said but didn't care. She was there to have fun and try to seduce Draco.
As the party went on and the alcohol bottles were piling, people were getting more and more joyful. At that instant, someone grabbed Hermione's butt. Draco was nearer of her than anybody else so she glanced at him and gave him a smile. When his only answer was a look, not I-don't-care, not even cold, but more freezing, she felt anger rise within her stomach. He was obviously interested in every girl at the party, but her.
She looked back at him, her eyes clearly showing him her anger. She suddenly turned to Frank, Harry and Ron and pleaded sickness. She ran away through the crowd, mumbling to herself:
"You're playing a dangerous game Mr.Malfoy, but guess what? I can play it too and you'll see, I'm as good as you!"
