***Disclaimer:
I own NOTHING! Nothing at all, so if you accuse me of pretending to own
ANYTHING you can just read this and eat dung! **Sticks out tongue
childishly**
***Author's note: I think I'm going crazy!!! It's cold! The air-conditioning is up too high! As I said at the end of my last chapter, there is no need to worry there will be nothing between Hermione and Fred, well a little bit of nothingness, just a tinsy bit! I mean she can't go straight from Ron to Draco can she? She has to slowly wean herself of the good guys and work on the bad boys! And Ginny's right, how peeved and weirded-out would Ron be? Seeing his ex-girlfriend with his older brother/s? Do not fret, my Draco won't turn into a sissy little lovey-dovey dickhead! He'll be as cool and sexy and bad boyish as ever! And Hermione will screw him all the same (I love the word screw) so keep your reviews coming and I'll keep churning out chapters, I don't think I was think fast at bringing out chapters at the start of any of my other stories. (For full details, see my published works quote unquote.) So yeah, on with this chapter hey? I think they will go to a wizard club, then Draco can be there :D **droooooool** read on and enjoy! (**Whispers** and see that little button down their on the left? You see it? Press it and REVIEW he he!)
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Chapter 8- More fun with Fred and George, (and some jealousy in the air!)
Hermione and Ginny had finally convinced Mrs. Weasley to let them go clubbing with Fred and George and they went upstairs to get ready.
Hermione showed Ginny all the new clothes she had bought, and Ginny was duly impressed. She picked up a skimpy skirt and a back-less top for Hermione to wear and then pushed her into her private bathroom to shower.
When Hermione came out of the shower, dressed in the outfit Ginny had picked. She looked at herself doubtfully in the mirror as she picked up her wand and dried her hair.
Immediately it boofed into her old frizzy, bushy look. She shuddered and quickly muttered the incantation, that she had learnt off-by-heart and her hair immediately lay flat and shiny. She flipped it over her shoulder and picked up the small pink book off her bedside table.
She flipped through the pages until she found the make-up charms, she found one that would look cute on her and cast it on her.
There was a loud *BANG* and she had a tingling sensation on her face. She whimpered softly and opened one eye. She looked in the mirror and both her eyes shot open in surprise.
Her make-up was shimmery and flawless; she sighed with relief and flipped her hair once more, then padded in bare feet with the book to Ginny's room.
Ginny was sitting on her bed in a small boob tube and tight jeans. She was sighing as she looked at her dismal array of shoes.
Hermione smiled and transfigured a particularly ancient pair of sandals into cute black stilettos.
Ginny looked around with shock and thanked Hermione.
"Wow 'Mione your makeup looks amazing, can you do that to me?" she asked as she looked in the mirror at her own face.
Ginny had grown into a beautiful young lady, she had many boyfriends and knew exactly what to do around guys, but without foundation she had a very freckly face. It was her Achilles heel.
"Sure babe!" she said, standing over the young redhead.
She cast the same charm she had cast on herself over Ginny. There was a loud bang and Hermione gasped!
"Oh my god! What happened? Did it go wrong? Oh my god? Hermione what was the bang?" Ginny whimpered as she opened her eyes and looked at Hermione doubtfully.
Hermione was laughing, "That's normal dear, it freaked me out too and I thought it would be a laugh if I gasped because you would worry even more!" she said laughing hard. She wiped away a few tears and held the mirror up for a very indignant Ginny.
"Wow!" gasped the latter. "That's awesome 'Mione, Thankyou! I'm going to have to borrow that book!" she gasped as she stood up and placed her feet into the black shoes Hermione had conjured. She flicked her red hair and smiled at Hermione questioningly.
"Wow!" the older girl answered. She then transfigured a pair of Ginny's runners into matching stilettos and slipped them on.
"Double wow!" giggled Ginny. "Shall we?" she asked in a very prim-and- proper voice and held her arm out for Hermione.
"We shall!" answered the latter accepting her arm. They walked downstairs, accepting the low wolf whistles from Mr. Weasley and Harry with a slight battering of their eyelashes and a slight blush.
Fred and George stood at the bottom of the stairs smiling at Hermione. Fred took Hermione's right arm (her left was occupied by Ginny) and George took Ginny's right.
"Where are we off to tonight girlies?" asked George sweetly as they walked down to the parlor where their family was sitting down chatting.
"I was thinking that club, 'Chinky' I think it's called, the one above the Hog's Head. I know the Hog's Head is sort of sus, but the club is owned by different people, and it's really good!" said Ginny quietly as Mrs. Weasley past.
"Yeah, we've been there a couple of times, some of the DJ's are really good and its underage. Let's go there!" said George.
"But it's in Hogsmede, how do we get there?" asked Ginny.
"*We* could apparate!" said Fred.
"Yeah, that's a good idea let's go!" said Hermione, forgetting Ginny couldn't apparate.
"Uh, yeah you three can apparate, but I can't!" pointed out Ginny.
"Oh well, see ya later Gin!" said George laughing.
"No, I can't go into a club with two guys, who coincidentally look exactly the same! I'd look really slutty and weird!" said Hermione, then she looked at Ginny. "Actually, that could work! See ya Ginny!" she cried
Ginny grabbed her hand, "Oh no you don't missy! You're going to learn from me, how can you learn from me when I'm not even there!" she said, her voice shook as if she wasn't far from tears.
"Alright I was kidding sweetie, we'll take the knight bus then shall we?" said Hermione putting her arm around Ginny's shoulders.
As they stood outside the front of the leaky cauldron Hermione stuck out her right arm and within a second a big bus appeared in front of them.
"Good, you hailed the bus for us!" called a familiar voice from behind them. As they stepped onto the bus the three weasleys and Hermione turned around to see Ron, Harry and Brooke running out of the leaky cauldron.
"Oh great!" muttered Hermione as she paid her money and found a seat.
Ron and Harry had overheard Ginny and Hermione saying they would go clubbing, and decided that they'd take Brooke out and show her the nightlife.
After a grumpy and bumpy bus ride, they arrived in Hogsmede outside the Hog's Head Inn. They climbed the stairs near the entrance to the dingy pub and made their way through the throbbing crowds in the brightly-lit nightclub.
Fred and George went to the bar to get them all some drinks and they were soon dancing away to the throbbing music, grinding their bodies against everyone around them.
Ginny, Hermione and the twins started dancing in a spot away from Harry, Ron and Brooke, and Hermione looked over in disgust as she watched Brooke thrust her body against Ron.
She sculled down the rest of the Smirnoff in her hand, and pointed George towards the bar to get her another one.
(A/n: the only alcoholic drink I talk about in my stories is Smirnoff, I guess that's coz it's my favorite drink! Maybe I should branch out a little lol)
Her head began to spin and she looked around, finally she caught Ron's eye. He was looking at her while Brooke ground her body up and down him. She turned away pointedly and began to move her body to the flow of the music. Fred walked up to her and began to dance near her, she thought about what Ginny had said earlier and looked back at Ron who was still staring at her, transfixed.
She moved closer to Fred and began to grind herself harder to the music. She smiled seductively at him and began to slide up and down his body, moving in time with the music and in time with Fred's own movement. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him closer and began to swing her hips, rubbing against Fred's hips. She was getting hotter and the beat of the music was throbbing through her. Her head was warm and fuzzy from the alcohol and she was lost in the music.
She stared straight in Fred's eyes as she rubbed herself against his hips. His eyes were filled with passion (and so were his pants) she licked her lips and watched as he drew in a quick breath and closed his eyes for a second. She slowly drew her hands away from the back of his neck ad turned around, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and their bodies molded together as they moved as one through the beat of the song.
As that song ended and a softer one started they broke apart, Fred looked at Hermione who blushed and bit her lip sheepishly.
Ginny elbowed her from behind, where she had been dancing with a boy from school. She looked pointedly at Ron, who was staring straight at Hermione and gaping while Brooke stood next to him with her hands on her hips trying at get his attention.
Hermione laughed inwardly and licked her lips, she turned and looked back at Fred, he was watching her with a lusty in his eyes.
She leant towards him and whispered softly in his ear.
"Thank for the dance!" her hot tingly breath made him groan inwardly and as she strutted away towards the bar he growled huskily "tease!" and laughed as he tried to recompose himself.
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~*Hermione's POV*~
Wow! The look on Ron's face was priceless! I think on well on the way towards showing him what he's missing. I didn't know Fred could dance like that, it was really getting heated out there! Maybe Ginny's right, maybe Fred does have a thing for me! He was definitely feeling something then, even I could feel that! At least I'm turning some heads now, and the look on that Bimbo's face as she tried to snap Ron out of it! THAT was priceless!!
~*Ron's POV*~
**Gasp** Dumb silence **gasp** Hermione and Fred?! I didn't know Hermione could dance like that! She never danced like that with me! And since when does she dress like that? She's asking to get herself raped dressing that way (A/n: PEOPLE ACTUALLY THINK THAT! that girls who dress slutty r asking to be raped :|) what has gotten into her? I'm lost for words! (A/n: What's new?) Hey, where's Brooke gone?
~*Fred's POV*~
WOW! WOW! DOUBLE WOW! Hermione is one HOT dancer! But she's dealing with a bad break up, with *My Brother* so I needa cool it! But boy can she dance? **sigh**
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Hermione stood at the bar the bar and ordered a Butterbeer while she watched the people around her dance. She needed a new victim to dance with, some one new and fresh just to really get on Ron's nerves.
Truth-be-told this had gone beyond annoying Ron, she was over Ron and didn't care what he though, although he was getting his just deserts. (And we all know Ronny LURVES deserts!) But Hermione was now really enjoying this new lease on life. She knew things would get better from here on! (A/n: Bomb bomb! NEVER SAY THAT, cause...here comes trouble, in sexy, sexy pants!)
"Why if it isn't the ice queen from the Apparation Test Centre." Drawled a sexy smooth voice in Hermione's ear.
She span around and her body was now dangerously to that of, (You guessed it) Draco Malfoy.
Hermione found herself slightly off balance at the sight of her sworn enemy, but not because she loathed him with every fibre of her being. But because of his up close intense sexiness! Every at hogwarts thought Draco Malfoy was good looking, and Hermione couldn't deny that she agreed.
She drew in a slight breath and eyed him over. (and here comes the fun part!)
He was wearing tight black pants that bagged at his feet and flared slightly. They clung to his muscular legs and hips whilst the light played on the embroidered (don't think poofy, think really silky shiny pants that look sexy!) shining threads.
He had on a dark green slightly shiny short sleeve shirt that fell below the waistband of his pants and clung to his muscular shoulders. He had his hair in the same twisted fake dreadlocks and was wearing his trademark smirk.
"Hey," she whispered in his ear in an attempt to get closer to him, to smell his cologne.
Entranced by his musky sweet aroma and enticed by the throbbing music, (I love the word throbbing for describing music!) she took his hand and led him onto the dance floor. She knew he didn't know who she was, or else he wouldn't have come up to her. And she laughed inwardly at what his reaction would be like when they got back to school and he realised who she was. But she was living for the moment and at moment she wanted to dance with the blonde sex god. So she did.
With Draco the dancing was more intense, she closed her eyes and rhythmically rubbed herself up and down his muscular body. She let the music and the feel of Draco's body control her movements and she got lost in the beat of the song. She ground her body against Draco, she pulsated her hips closely against his, their bodies moving as one. Draco was a much better dancer then Fred and his hands trailed over her body as they danced with their bodies pressed together.
He ran his tongue along her ear and whispered hotly, "Will you tell me your name now?" his husky voice causing Hermione to shiver involuntarily. She shook her head and continued to dance, Draco growled and brought his hips closer to hers. They danced that way for the next three songs.
Finally they broke away, Hermione had had her fun but she didn't want Draco to think she felt anything for him.
"See ya later!" she mouthed as she walked away into the crowd. She closed her eyes and giggled to herself at how close she had been to Draco Malfoy! And she walked straight into someone.
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She looked up and saw Ron staring at her, engulfed with rage!
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" yelled Ron, although it was hardly loud over the noise of the club.
"Dancing!" said Hermione sweetly as she tried to get past her redhead ex- boyfriend.
"With Malfoy?" spat Ron.
Hermione twisted her laughter in a look of surprise and gasped, "Ma- Malfoy?" she cried, and as if she didn't know she'd been dancing with Ron's family enemy.
"I was dancing with Malfoy?" she asked disgusted, then she changed her tone and added. "Not that it's any of your business." In a very cold tone, She pushed past Ron and went to find Ginny.
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They caught the knight bus home at 1am and climbed into bed, their heads still pounding from the alcohol and music and drifted into sleep with dreams of dancing and black stilettos.
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A/n: I see where I'm going with this, now Hermione has the upper hand! Oh yes, upper hand Hermione we shall call her!
Review and I'll continue! And maybe one day soon they'll get back to school!
***Author's note: I think I'm going crazy!!! It's cold! The air-conditioning is up too high! As I said at the end of my last chapter, there is no need to worry there will be nothing between Hermione and Fred, well a little bit of nothingness, just a tinsy bit! I mean she can't go straight from Ron to Draco can she? She has to slowly wean herself of the good guys and work on the bad boys! And Ginny's right, how peeved and weirded-out would Ron be? Seeing his ex-girlfriend with his older brother/s? Do not fret, my Draco won't turn into a sissy little lovey-dovey dickhead! He'll be as cool and sexy and bad boyish as ever! And Hermione will screw him all the same (I love the word screw) so keep your reviews coming and I'll keep churning out chapters, I don't think I was think fast at bringing out chapters at the start of any of my other stories. (For full details, see my published works quote unquote.) So yeah, on with this chapter hey? I think they will go to a wizard club, then Draco can be there :D **droooooool** read on and enjoy! (**Whispers** and see that little button down their on the left? You see it? Press it and REVIEW he he!)
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Chapter 8- More fun with Fred and George, (and some jealousy in the air!)
Hermione and Ginny had finally convinced Mrs. Weasley to let them go clubbing with Fred and George and they went upstairs to get ready.
Hermione showed Ginny all the new clothes she had bought, and Ginny was duly impressed. She picked up a skimpy skirt and a back-less top for Hermione to wear and then pushed her into her private bathroom to shower.
When Hermione came out of the shower, dressed in the outfit Ginny had picked. She looked at herself doubtfully in the mirror as she picked up her wand and dried her hair.
Immediately it boofed into her old frizzy, bushy look. She shuddered and quickly muttered the incantation, that she had learnt off-by-heart and her hair immediately lay flat and shiny. She flipped it over her shoulder and picked up the small pink book off her bedside table.
She flipped through the pages until she found the make-up charms, she found one that would look cute on her and cast it on her.
There was a loud *BANG* and she had a tingling sensation on her face. She whimpered softly and opened one eye. She looked in the mirror and both her eyes shot open in surprise.
Her make-up was shimmery and flawless; she sighed with relief and flipped her hair once more, then padded in bare feet with the book to Ginny's room.
Ginny was sitting on her bed in a small boob tube and tight jeans. She was sighing as she looked at her dismal array of shoes.
Hermione smiled and transfigured a particularly ancient pair of sandals into cute black stilettos.
Ginny looked around with shock and thanked Hermione.
"Wow 'Mione your makeup looks amazing, can you do that to me?" she asked as she looked in the mirror at her own face.
Ginny had grown into a beautiful young lady, she had many boyfriends and knew exactly what to do around guys, but without foundation she had a very freckly face. It was her Achilles heel.
"Sure babe!" she said, standing over the young redhead.
She cast the same charm she had cast on herself over Ginny. There was a loud bang and Hermione gasped!
"Oh my god! What happened? Did it go wrong? Oh my god? Hermione what was the bang?" Ginny whimpered as she opened her eyes and looked at Hermione doubtfully.
Hermione was laughing, "That's normal dear, it freaked me out too and I thought it would be a laugh if I gasped because you would worry even more!" she said laughing hard. She wiped away a few tears and held the mirror up for a very indignant Ginny.
"Wow!" gasped the latter. "That's awesome 'Mione, Thankyou! I'm going to have to borrow that book!" she gasped as she stood up and placed her feet into the black shoes Hermione had conjured. She flicked her red hair and smiled at Hermione questioningly.
"Wow!" the older girl answered. She then transfigured a pair of Ginny's runners into matching stilettos and slipped them on.
"Double wow!" giggled Ginny. "Shall we?" she asked in a very prim-and- proper voice and held her arm out for Hermione.
"We shall!" answered the latter accepting her arm. They walked downstairs, accepting the low wolf whistles from Mr. Weasley and Harry with a slight battering of their eyelashes and a slight blush.
Fred and George stood at the bottom of the stairs smiling at Hermione. Fred took Hermione's right arm (her left was occupied by Ginny) and George took Ginny's right.
"Where are we off to tonight girlies?" asked George sweetly as they walked down to the parlor where their family was sitting down chatting.
"I was thinking that club, 'Chinky' I think it's called, the one above the Hog's Head. I know the Hog's Head is sort of sus, but the club is owned by different people, and it's really good!" said Ginny quietly as Mrs. Weasley past.
"Yeah, we've been there a couple of times, some of the DJ's are really good and its underage. Let's go there!" said George.
"But it's in Hogsmede, how do we get there?" asked Ginny.
"*We* could apparate!" said Fred.
"Yeah, that's a good idea let's go!" said Hermione, forgetting Ginny couldn't apparate.
"Uh, yeah you three can apparate, but I can't!" pointed out Ginny.
"Oh well, see ya later Gin!" said George laughing.
"No, I can't go into a club with two guys, who coincidentally look exactly the same! I'd look really slutty and weird!" said Hermione, then she looked at Ginny. "Actually, that could work! See ya Ginny!" she cried
Ginny grabbed her hand, "Oh no you don't missy! You're going to learn from me, how can you learn from me when I'm not even there!" she said, her voice shook as if she wasn't far from tears.
"Alright I was kidding sweetie, we'll take the knight bus then shall we?" said Hermione putting her arm around Ginny's shoulders.
As they stood outside the front of the leaky cauldron Hermione stuck out her right arm and within a second a big bus appeared in front of them.
"Good, you hailed the bus for us!" called a familiar voice from behind them. As they stepped onto the bus the three weasleys and Hermione turned around to see Ron, Harry and Brooke running out of the leaky cauldron.
"Oh great!" muttered Hermione as she paid her money and found a seat.
Ron and Harry had overheard Ginny and Hermione saying they would go clubbing, and decided that they'd take Brooke out and show her the nightlife.
After a grumpy and bumpy bus ride, they arrived in Hogsmede outside the Hog's Head Inn. They climbed the stairs near the entrance to the dingy pub and made their way through the throbbing crowds in the brightly-lit nightclub.
Fred and George went to the bar to get them all some drinks and they were soon dancing away to the throbbing music, grinding their bodies against everyone around them.
Ginny, Hermione and the twins started dancing in a spot away from Harry, Ron and Brooke, and Hermione looked over in disgust as she watched Brooke thrust her body against Ron.
She sculled down the rest of the Smirnoff in her hand, and pointed George towards the bar to get her another one.
(A/n: the only alcoholic drink I talk about in my stories is Smirnoff, I guess that's coz it's my favorite drink! Maybe I should branch out a little lol)
Her head began to spin and she looked around, finally she caught Ron's eye. He was looking at her while Brooke ground her body up and down him. She turned away pointedly and began to move her body to the flow of the music. Fred walked up to her and began to dance near her, she thought about what Ginny had said earlier and looked back at Ron who was still staring at her, transfixed.
She moved closer to Fred and began to grind herself harder to the music. She smiled seductively at him and began to slide up and down his body, moving in time with the music and in time with Fred's own movement. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him closer and began to swing her hips, rubbing against Fred's hips. She was getting hotter and the beat of the music was throbbing through her. Her head was warm and fuzzy from the alcohol and she was lost in the music.
She stared straight in Fred's eyes as she rubbed herself against his hips. His eyes were filled with passion (and so were his pants) she licked her lips and watched as he drew in a quick breath and closed his eyes for a second. She slowly drew her hands away from the back of his neck ad turned around, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and their bodies molded together as they moved as one through the beat of the song.
As that song ended and a softer one started they broke apart, Fred looked at Hermione who blushed and bit her lip sheepishly.
Ginny elbowed her from behind, where she had been dancing with a boy from school. She looked pointedly at Ron, who was staring straight at Hermione and gaping while Brooke stood next to him with her hands on her hips trying at get his attention.
Hermione laughed inwardly and licked her lips, she turned and looked back at Fred, he was watching her with a lusty in his eyes.
She leant towards him and whispered softly in his ear.
"Thank for the dance!" her hot tingly breath made him groan inwardly and as she strutted away towards the bar he growled huskily "tease!" and laughed as he tried to recompose himself.
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~*Hermione's POV*~
Wow! The look on Ron's face was priceless! I think on well on the way towards showing him what he's missing. I didn't know Fred could dance like that, it was really getting heated out there! Maybe Ginny's right, maybe Fred does have a thing for me! He was definitely feeling something then, even I could feel that! At least I'm turning some heads now, and the look on that Bimbo's face as she tried to snap Ron out of it! THAT was priceless!!
~*Ron's POV*~
**Gasp** Dumb silence **gasp** Hermione and Fred?! I didn't know Hermione could dance like that! She never danced like that with me! And since when does she dress like that? She's asking to get herself raped dressing that way (A/n: PEOPLE ACTUALLY THINK THAT! that girls who dress slutty r asking to be raped :|) what has gotten into her? I'm lost for words! (A/n: What's new?) Hey, where's Brooke gone?
~*Fred's POV*~
WOW! WOW! DOUBLE WOW! Hermione is one HOT dancer! But she's dealing with a bad break up, with *My Brother* so I needa cool it! But boy can she dance? **sigh**
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Hermione stood at the bar the bar and ordered a Butterbeer while she watched the people around her dance. She needed a new victim to dance with, some one new and fresh just to really get on Ron's nerves.
Truth-be-told this had gone beyond annoying Ron, she was over Ron and didn't care what he though, although he was getting his just deserts. (And we all know Ronny LURVES deserts!) But Hermione was now really enjoying this new lease on life. She knew things would get better from here on! (A/n: Bomb bomb! NEVER SAY THAT, cause...here comes trouble, in sexy, sexy pants!)
"Why if it isn't the ice queen from the Apparation Test Centre." Drawled a sexy smooth voice in Hermione's ear.
She span around and her body was now dangerously to that of, (You guessed it) Draco Malfoy.
Hermione found herself slightly off balance at the sight of her sworn enemy, but not because she loathed him with every fibre of her being. But because of his up close intense sexiness! Every at hogwarts thought Draco Malfoy was good looking, and Hermione couldn't deny that she agreed.
She drew in a slight breath and eyed him over. (and here comes the fun part!)
He was wearing tight black pants that bagged at his feet and flared slightly. They clung to his muscular legs and hips whilst the light played on the embroidered (don't think poofy, think really silky shiny pants that look sexy!) shining threads.
He had on a dark green slightly shiny short sleeve shirt that fell below the waistband of his pants and clung to his muscular shoulders. He had his hair in the same twisted fake dreadlocks and was wearing his trademark smirk.
"Hey," she whispered in his ear in an attempt to get closer to him, to smell his cologne.
Entranced by his musky sweet aroma and enticed by the throbbing music, (I love the word throbbing for describing music!) she took his hand and led him onto the dance floor. She knew he didn't know who she was, or else he wouldn't have come up to her. And she laughed inwardly at what his reaction would be like when they got back to school and he realised who she was. But she was living for the moment and at moment she wanted to dance with the blonde sex god. So she did.
With Draco the dancing was more intense, she closed her eyes and rhythmically rubbed herself up and down his muscular body. She let the music and the feel of Draco's body control her movements and she got lost in the beat of the song. She ground her body against Draco, she pulsated her hips closely against his, their bodies moving as one. Draco was a much better dancer then Fred and his hands trailed over her body as they danced with their bodies pressed together.
He ran his tongue along her ear and whispered hotly, "Will you tell me your name now?" his husky voice causing Hermione to shiver involuntarily. She shook her head and continued to dance, Draco growled and brought his hips closer to hers. They danced that way for the next three songs.
Finally they broke away, Hermione had had her fun but she didn't want Draco to think she felt anything for him.
"See ya later!" she mouthed as she walked away into the crowd. She closed her eyes and giggled to herself at how close she had been to Draco Malfoy! And she walked straight into someone.
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She looked up and saw Ron staring at her, engulfed with rage!
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" yelled Ron, although it was hardly loud over the noise of the club.
"Dancing!" said Hermione sweetly as she tried to get past her redhead ex- boyfriend.
"With Malfoy?" spat Ron.
Hermione twisted her laughter in a look of surprise and gasped, "Ma- Malfoy?" she cried, and as if she didn't know she'd been dancing with Ron's family enemy.
"I was dancing with Malfoy?" she asked disgusted, then she changed her tone and added. "Not that it's any of your business." In a very cold tone, She pushed past Ron and went to find Ginny.
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They caught the knight bus home at 1am and climbed into bed, their heads still pounding from the alcohol and music and drifted into sleep with dreams of dancing and black stilettos.
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A/n: I see where I'm going with this, now Hermione has the upper hand! Oh yes, upper hand Hermione we shall call her!
Review and I'll continue! And maybe one day soon they'll get back to school!