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Author's note: BOOK 5 OUT JUNE 21st!!!!!!! Now that I have gotten that out of my system. Thanks to all of my reviewers! Moth you found me! Waves the golf club at moth as I lay out cookies and drinks for my reviewers. Here come the rest of Friday…Hehe.
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Hermione was next door in Gryffindor tower blissfully unaware of the conversation going on between the boys. She was showing Ginny everything she or Draco had purchased that day. Ginny loved the deep purple dress robes Draco had bought for her. And she LOVED the negligee that Mione had bought for tonight. The girls were still going through bags when Draco's voice came up the stairs, "Mione we have a meeting about the third event!"
"Mione, GO! Have fun…hopefully a lot of it!" Ginny said with a grin.
"Next Hogsmeade weekend, you and I are slipping into Muggle London for a bit. You need a smashing new dress!" Mione promised as she darted out the door and down the stairs.
She blew Ron and Harry kisses as she breezed by them and into her common room to have a meeting. She saw everyone else was there chatting and munching on snacks waiting for her. Draco looked pointedly at the clock and then at her. She stuck her tongue out at him before joining him on his couch.
"So Mione, how should we go about planning this?" Cho asked as she poured everyone new tea.
"Well I say we split the work. Draco and I will do Locations and supplies and you and Justin can do groups and clothing." Mione replied gratefully sipping her tea.
"Clothing?" sputtered Draco and Justin.
"You know. What to wear and what not to wear. Make up list of examples of each." Cho and Hermione explained, as they shared a look of feminine exasperation. The boys then shared a look of men trapped.
"So, if we start tonight I think we can have it all done in a day or two. Then we can submit everything to Dumbledore and be done with it." Hermione said. Draco then took her hands and placed them on his shoulders. Making a face she started to rub, much to the amusement of the other two prefects.
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"So let's start with the obvious ones Draco. Big Ben, the London Bridge, the castle, Hyde Park, and so on. Then we can just look at a map and come up with the others." Hermione said as they settled on his couch to start to work. He made a face at her and motioned her closer.
"No need to sit way over there Mione." He pulled her so she was sitting with her back resting on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, "See how much more comfortable this is?"
"True, to bad it is time for dinner and we have to get up now." Hermione said with a teasing little smirk.
Draco again made a face but got up and offered his arm to Hermione, "Fair maiden, shall we go to dinner?"
"Why yes kind and noble sir, we shall." And with that they swept out into the hall and down to dinner.
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That night once again Hermione pulled out Draco's chair and served him. Much to the dismay of the Gryffindor's and to the delight of the Slytherin's. After dinner they went to the library to study. For a few hours they sat in relative silence as they poured over their books and wrote their papers. But all the while Mione was thinking of the gown that was in her room for tonight. She looked over at Draco and grinned wickedly.
"What? Why do you keep looking at me with that same wicked grin?" Draco finally asked exasperatedly.
"Oh nothing…" Hermione replied with the wicked grin and went back to studying. Draco made a face at her and told her to pack everything up. They had a meeting to go to with Dumbledore and the other Prefects. So she packed up and they were off.
"Really Draco, I think you are supposed to carrying my books. Not the other way around." She complained as they went to Dumbledore's office.
"Complaining Hermione? Wouldn't that constitute you losing the second bet?" Draco said with a grin.
"Not complaining! Just making an observation." She shot back with a grin, "You will be mine next Friday next week Draco Malfoy. Count on it!"
The meeting went so slowly…. Hermione was bored silly. And this was her idea they were implementing! Finally she noticed someone was saying her name repeatedly. It was Dumbledore. Great, this was just peachy!
"Yes Professor Dumbledore? I am sorry I think my mind went on a hiatus for a second there." She replied and tried not to blush to brightly.
"I was just mentioning that I really do like this plan. I do dislike that so many of our students would have no clue what to do in the Muggle world if they ever had to be in it for any length of time." He said with those twinkling eyes of his. Those eyes saw too much.
"I agree. Plus I think it will be a learning experience for those of us that are used to doing things the Muggle way. It is one thing to do it out of habit and yet another to have explain it to someone." Hermione said with a smile and a twinkle in her brown eyes.
"Well, I must say I am looking forward to seeing the results myself." Admitted Snape.
"Really professor? I thought you of all people would hate this idea." Admitted a surprised Hermione.
"I love watching people struggle through adversity Ms. Granger, and remember you do not know me as well as you think you do." Snape shot back with what might have even been a smile.
The rest of the meeting was uneventful. It wrapped soon after and the four prefects went to go to bed. Hermione slipped into a bath that smelled of peaches. While she soaked she looked over at her gown and grinned. Was he ever in for it.
She didn't climb out until the water went tepid. Then she dried off quickly, massaged matching scent of lotion into her glowing skin. Then she slipped on the gown and let her cinnamon curls tumbled down her back as she slipped into the robe. A muttered charm and suddenly her nails on her hands and feet were a liquidly sliver color. With one final look in the mirror she slipped into Draco's room and found she had still beat him there. She took this opportunity to look round and be nosy. TO look at photos and see just how messy the King of Slytherin was.
All the photos (what precious few there were of them) were of him and Crabbe and Goyle, there was one of him and Pansy, and the rest of him and his father. Then there was the pone she herself had taken last year after the Quidditch Cup game. The one where Gryffindor and Slytherin had tied and so therefore had both won it. That was the only one where there was even a semblance of a smile on his face. How odd. Then she heard a throat being cleared and spun around to find an amused Draco leaning against the door.
"Find anything interesting?" He asked as he came into the room and then his jaw dropped at the sight of her negligee, "What is that you are almost wearing Hermione?"
She smiled in her mind, a very satisfied smile, "Oh this? This was my surprise shopping. You like it?"
Draco visibly swallowed and nodded. The soft silk hugged her curves and the swirls emphasized them to the point making even him drool. When she moved it sort of flowed over her like molten metals…but it was muted and not loud like molten metals are. It was quietly sensuous…like she was.
He walked up to her and slowly ran a hand through her hair and pulled her closer, that mystical scent that was peaches, and flowers, and Hermione wafted to his nose and he closed his eyes as he breathed it in. He kissed her gently. Savoring the taste of her lips, the warmth of her body as he wrapped his arms around her. The soft sigh she gave when he slid the robe off her shoulders.
Hermione reveled in the strong arms around her waist and the lips and the tongue that were bewitching her better than any charm she had ever heard of. He tasted minty and fresh. Soon they were on his bed, under the covers and still kissing. His hands were getting more and more insistent.
"Draco, Draco we need to stop." He said making herself pull away.
"Why? I want you, you want me? What am I missing?" he said breathing heavy.
"The love. I am not saving it for marriage. While it would be nice, it is not something that will destroy me if it doesn't happen. But I want this too be more than something that just happens one night. Where we both wake up with regrets in the morning." She said moving away and sitting on is bed. Looking very rumpled and kissed and oh so tempting.
Draco looked at her and suddenly wanted to make this right FOR HER. Not for him, but for HER. And if that meant waiting, well it would be hard but it would happen, "Okay, But let me hold you? It will make things…uh…easier."
She grinned and stuck out er tongue out at him, "I think that can be arranged." And with that she snuggled in and they fell asleep.
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AN: Okay so this was FOREVER in getting out. Well first I lost it then I found it then I hated what I had originally written. SO here it is at last. Thank you for your patience.