A/N: Thanks to my reviewers. I'm so sorry I didn't name them in the last
chapter, so here they are: DracoHermioneluver, TwinglesMeMeMe13, Angel79,
Flying-piggy-123, The inkblot fairy, THE BOOT OF MANY MOODS, kitty Kat55,
Day-Dreaming Rhiannon, Subzer0-degrees, icedfirestar, Ariana the Warrior,
Amara the Emerald Pheonix, LateroseBlack, DrAcOnOuS cApUt, Faye6, and sweet
n chilli. I know the last chapter was kind of boring; I'll try to make it
more interesting in this one.. hope ya like it..
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Hermione's POV
I rubbed my eyes groggily as I got up to take a shower. Hot water poured over my body, refreshing me. I stepped out of the bathroom fresh and awake, facing what looked to be Draco Malfoy that had just got hit by a truck and stampeded on by elephants. I couldn't help myself, "What the hell happened to you?" I asked raising both of my eyebrows. He ran a hand through his crazed hair that stuck up in all different directions.
"Didn't get much sleep." He mumbled walking into the bathroom and closing the door in my face. And I thought we had gotten over the slam-the-door-in- my-face stage. I went downstairs to make some coffee. Half an hour later, I was lounging lazily on our recliner in the living room reading the front page of the local newspaper. Draco came in holding a cup of coffee sitting down on the sofa. I glanced at him. At least he looked better than this morning, when he looked like he had just come back from fighting in the Vietnam War. "We're getting your driving lessons at twelve o'clock today. At this news, his face suddenly brightened. I couldn't blame him; I, too, absolutely adored having my driver's license.
At eleven thirty, we got into the car. He practically dragged me outside. "Draco, there's no rush." I said as we started driving. He took a side- glance at me. "I don't care." he said nonchalantly.
I wanted to quiz him on something to see if he knew anything about this. "Do you know what the green light means on the stoplight?" I asked. Better start with the basics, since he was a bit ignorant when it came to these things. He shrugged his shoulders. "Umm.. there's leprechaun gold ahead?" I shook my head.
"How about a yellow light?" He stared out the window mindlessly. "Uh.. a toddler had one of their 'accidents'?" He guessed. I looked at him over my sunglasses, was he really THAT dense? "A red light?" I asked exasperatedly.
"A warning that some crazy woman has PMS, a few streets ahead?" He said grinning cheekily at me. I gave him one of my looks that said, your-not- funny-and-I-will-strangle-you-when-we-get-out-of-this-car. He laughed, and went back to staring out the window. We finally arrived twenty minutes later, without me strangling Draco for making all his wisecracks. We got out of the black porche and into the brick building, coming to face a tiny woman with stark white hair down to her waist. She smiled brightly at us. "Hello!! Welcome to the Surrey Academy of Driving. You must be Draco, my name is Ms. Elva, but you can call me Deirdre. I will be your driving instructor for the next five weeks. The classes start at four o'clock and end at 6 o'clock. You come here three times a week, Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. So, now that we've got that covered, why don't you come into the classroom." She said ushering Draco into the nearest room.
I waved goodbye to him as I excited the building. Two years ago, if ANYONE ever told me that I would be dating Draco Malfoy and showing him to driving lessons, I would've smacked them right in the face. I laughed to myself, thinking about how strange the news would be to Hogwarts when we come back.
Draco's POV
"The pedestrian always has the right of way.." I heard Dierdre say as she pointed to a diagram up on the chalkboard. I looked around me at the other students. They looked like they were just about to die of boredom. I was on the brink of using my wand to summon a herd of dancing elephants, but decided against it. I had just learned that the green light signals the driver to go, yellow means slow down, and red means stop. Even though muggle cars were fascinating, these rules and laws were so irritating. How the bloody hell were you supposed to remember them when you were driving? I managed to get through the class still hanging on to sanity by a thread. I walked outside surprised, to find Hermione and Larissa sitting there, in the car, waiting for me. I strapped myself into the backseat. "Hey Draco." Larissa greeted looking at me in the rearview mirror.
"Hey." I responded.
"We decided that we want to eat out today, okay with you?" Hermione asked me.
I shrugged. Anything to get out of this place.
"How about Italian?" Larissa asked us.
"Okay with me, how about you?" Hermione asked. I nodded.
On the way there, Hermione and Larissa talked about the new pair of jeans at the mall that they found appealing. I yawned. I was finding this conversation horribly boring. "Larissa." I said, interrupting. She turned her head to look at me. "Hmm?"
"I saw Brad Pitt at the Academy today." I said smirking, wanting to cause some excitement. Although obviously, I really hadn't. I just liked to play with her a little. "Really?" She squealed, eyes wide. Did I mention that she was also a bit gullible? This made it even MORE fun. I could see Hermione rolling her eyes, but she had an amused smile on her face. "Did I mention, that he asked if I knew Larrissa Sharpe, and I said yes. He asked if I knew you phone number, and I said no. Too bad, he was probably going to call you tonight." I said, loving the shocked look on her face.
Then, realization seemed to dawn on her face. Slowly. Very, very slowly. Slower than how long it took Pansy Parkinson to put on her makeup. And that was SLOW. "Draco!!" She cried, folding her arms as we made our way inside the restaurant. I smirked, and let my eyes wander over the restaurant. Suddenly, I stopped and froze. "Shit!" I cursed. There, in the booth, right smack in front of us, was Brittany and her followers. Larissa and Hermione spun around confused at my outburst, until they saw Brittany, and their moods darkened. But before we could escape, a waiter was already escorting us to a booth right behind Brittany.
I sighed. Brittany turned around because she probably heard me. Yep, this was my day.
Hermione's POV
I watched as Brittany flirted playfully with Draco, while he was trying very hard not to use his wand hand. She wasn't even acknowledging us. I pushed my food away. "I'm going to the bathroom." I told Larissa. She got up and followed me. As soon as we closed the door of the empty bathroom, I blurted out my feelings. "Riss!! Can you believe her??" I cried. "She's practically sitting on his lap over there!!"
She smeared some lip-gloss onto her lips. "Yes, actually I can. She's well known for her sluttish ways" She said trying to make me feel better. Like that was helping much. I leaned on one of the pink walls. "It makes me feel so helpless! I mean, I have to admit that she is very pretty. Guys are practically worshipping the ground she walks on!" I cried. Larissa smiled. "Except for Draco." She said taking a tissue and wiping off some of the concealer she had just applied on her face. I realized she was right. What was I so worried about? Draco wouldn't do that to me. After all, he had changed from being an obnoxious prat to a caring person, right?
Dumbledore's POV
I looked up once again from the glowing liquid filled bowl. All I was ever doing these days was spying. Goodness, this was so interesting! It was so much like my favorite TV Show, Seventh Heaven. Hey, even a headmaster had some secrets..
A/N: Hope you like it, but I'm really sorry it's so short.
Hermione's POV
I rubbed my eyes groggily as I got up to take a shower. Hot water poured over my body, refreshing me. I stepped out of the bathroom fresh and awake, facing what looked to be Draco Malfoy that had just got hit by a truck and stampeded on by elephants. I couldn't help myself, "What the hell happened to you?" I asked raising both of my eyebrows. He ran a hand through his crazed hair that stuck up in all different directions.
"Didn't get much sleep." He mumbled walking into the bathroom and closing the door in my face. And I thought we had gotten over the slam-the-door-in- my-face stage. I went downstairs to make some coffee. Half an hour later, I was lounging lazily on our recliner in the living room reading the front page of the local newspaper. Draco came in holding a cup of coffee sitting down on the sofa. I glanced at him. At least he looked better than this morning, when he looked like he had just come back from fighting in the Vietnam War. "We're getting your driving lessons at twelve o'clock today. At this news, his face suddenly brightened. I couldn't blame him; I, too, absolutely adored having my driver's license.
At eleven thirty, we got into the car. He practically dragged me outside. "Draco, there's no rush." I said as we started driving. He took a side- glance at me. "I don't care." he said nonchalantly.
I wanted to quiz him on something to see if he knew anything about this. "Do you know what the green light means on the stoplight?" I asked. Better start with the basics, since he was a bit ignorant when it came to these things. He shrugged his shoulders. "Umm.. there's leprechaun gold ahead?" I shook my head.
"How about a yellow light?" He stared out the window mindlessly. "Uh.. a toddler had one of their 'accidents'?" He guessed. I looked at him over my sunglasses, was he really THAT dense? "A red light?" I asked exasperatedly.
"A warning that some crazy woman has PMS, a few streets ahead?" He said grinning cheekily at me. I gave him one of my looks that said, your-not- funny-and-I-will-strangle-you-when-we-get-out-of-this-car. He laughed, and went back to staring out the window. We finally arrived twenty minutes later, without me strangling Draco for making all his wisecracks. We got out of the black porche and into the brick building, coming to face a tiny woman with stark white hair down to her waist. She smiled brightly at us. "Hello!! Welcome to the Surrey Academy of Driving. You must be Draco, my name is Ms. Elva, but you can call me Deirdre. I will be your driving instructor for the next five weeks. The classes start at four o'clock and end at 6 o'clock. You come here three times a week, Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. So, now that we've got that covered, why don't you come into the classroom." She said ushering Draco into the nearest room.
I waved goodbye to him as I excited the building. Two years ago, if ANYONE ever told me that I would be dating Draco Malfoy and showing him to driving lessons, I would've smacked them right in the face. I laughed to myself, thinking about how strange the news would be to Hogwarts when we come back.
Draco's POV
"The pedestrian always has the right of way.." I heard Dierdre say as she pointed to a diagram up on the chalkboard. I looked around me at the other students. They looked like they were just about to die of boredom. I was on the brink of using my wand to summon a herd of dancing elephants, but decided against it. I had just learned that the green light signals the driver to go, yellow means slow down, and red means stop. Even though muggle cars were fascinating, these rules and laws were so irritating. How the bloody hell were you supposed to remember them when you were driving? I managed to get through the class still hanging on to sanity by a thread. I walked outside surprised, to find Hermione and Larissa sitting there, in the car, waiting for me. I strapped myself into the backseat. "Hey Draco." Larissa greeted looking at me in the rearview mirror.
"Hey." I responded.
"We decided that we want to eat out today, okay with you?" Hermione asked me.
I shrugged. Anything to get out of this place.
"How about Italian?" Larissa asked us.
"Okay with me, how about you?" Hermione asked. I nodded.
On the way there, Hermione and Larissa talked about the new pair of jeans at the mall that they found appealing. I yawned. I was finding this conversation horribly boring. "Larissa." I said, interrupting. She turned her head to look at me. "Hmm?"
"I saw Brad Pitt at the Academy today." I said smirking, wanting to cause some excitement. Although obviously, I really hadn't. I just liked to play with her a little. "Really?" She squealed, eyes wide. Did I mention that she was also a bit gullible? This made it even MORE fun. I could see Hermione rolling her eyes, but she had an amused smile on her face. "Did I mention, that he asked if I knew Larrissa Sharpe, and I said yes. He asked if I knew you phone number, and I said no. Too bad, he was probably going to call you tonight." I said, loving the shocked look on her face.
Then, realization seemed to dawn on her face. Slowly. Very, very slowly. Slower than how long it took Pansy Parkinson to put on her makeup. And that was SLOW. "Draco!!" She cried, folding her arms as we made our way inside the restaurant. I smirked, and let my eyes wander over the restaurant. Suddenly, I stopped and froze. "Shit!" I cursed. There, in the booth, right smack in front of us, was Brittany and her followers. Larissa and Hermione spun around confused at my outburst, until they saw Brittany, and their moods darkened. But before we could escape, a waiter was already escorting us to a booth right behind Brittany.
I sighed. Brittany turned around because she probably heard me. Yep, this was my day.
Hermione's POV
I watched as Brittany flirted playfully with Draco, while he was trying very hard not to use his wand hand. She wasn't even acknowledging us. I pushed my food away. "I'm going to the bathroom." I told Larissa. She got up and followed me. As soon as we closed the door of the empty bathroom, I blurted out my feelings. "Riss!! Can you believe her??" I cried. "She's practically sitting on his lap over there!!"
She smeared some lip-gloss onto her lips. "Yes, actually I can. She's well known for her sluttish ways" She said trying to make me feel better. Like that was helping much. I leaned on one of the pink walls. "It makes me feel so helpless! I mean, I have to admit that she is very pretty. Guys are practically worshipping the ground she walks on!" I cried. Larissa smiled. "Except for Draco." She said taking a tissue and wiping off some of the concealer she had just applied on her face. I realized she was right. What was I so worried about? Draco wouldn't do that to me. After all, he had changed from being an obnoxious prat to a caring person, right?
Dumbledore's POV
I looked up once again from the glowing liquid filled bowl. All I was ever doing these days was spying. Goodness, this was so interesting! It was so much like my favorite TV Show, Seventh Heaven. Hey, even a headmaster had some secrets..
A/N: Hope you like it, but I'm really sorry it's so short.