Hold On
Chapter 3: Makeover Mishaps

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Hermione finally gave in. The girls had been yelling at her to stand still for nearly ten minutes, and she finally gave in. Crossing her legs as well as she could tied up, she closed her eyes and relaxed as they spread a cool cream on her face, no doubt the green stuff they had on theirs. After several minutes of having her face massaged, she fell into an uneasy sleep. Though this time she didn't dream about Harry. . .

*Dream*

Hermione was in the same open field as before. Pacing back and forth, she chewed on a strand of hair. 'Where is he? What could've happened?' She finally stopped and smiled towards the oak tree. Standing against the tree was none other that. . . Malfoy?!

*end dream*

Lavender was shaking Hermione awake. Hermione grumbled a bit and sat up. She instantly noticed the green cream was gone, leaving her face smooth and soft. She reached for her hair and felt soft, smooth locks. She had straight hair! She gasped as it fell onto her shoulders. The girls simple giggled and climbed into bed. It was already 1:59.

"Don't worry about the hair, it's permanent." Parvati murmured with a Cheshire grin. Hermione grinned and shook her head. Climbing into bed, the dream she had during her makeover flooded back. She tried to get it out of her head, but she couldn't. How could she have dreamed about the lovely, romantic field, with Malfoy in it?!

With that final thought, she drifted into an uneasy sleep, hope upon hope that she didn't have any dreams. . .

*Dream*

Hermione was in the same open field as before. Pacing back and forth, she chewed on a strand of hair. 'Where is he? What could've happened?' She finally stopped and smiled towards the oak tree. Standing against the tree was none other that. . . Malfoy.

"What took you so long?" Hermione asked with a sly grin. Draco simply took her into his arms and softly kissed her. Hermione didn't resist at all. She loved how his lips felt on hers. So soft. . .

"I was writing a letter to Mother. . . Had to be done, but now that I'm here, you don't have to worry." Hermione hugged him tightly. After minutes of their tight embrace, they broke apart and he led her over under the oak tree. Picking a pale blue flower from the ground, he tucked it behind her ear and smiled at her. Hermione returned the smile and slowly lowered her head into his lap. There they sat, content on talking and laughing.

*End Dream*