Hermione exited the bathroom and saw Draco lying on the bed, asleep. She
admired him silently for a moment. She decided that he wasn't evil when he
was sleeping. In fact, he even looked angelic. Hermione decided that she
couldn't stand for that. She walked over to the bed, took her soaking wet
hair into her hands and wrung it out over Draco's sleeping form.
He awoke immediately and grabbed Hermione around the waist before he had even opened his eyes. He threw her down onto the bed and reached for his wand. He opened his eyes and relented when he saw that it was Hermione.
"Sorry," he said in an embarrassed voice. "I thought you might be a Death Eater."
Surprising Draco, Hermione actually giggled. "Of course I'm a Death Eater. Death Eaters often attack you with water and wear a bathrobe while doing so."
Draco grinned back to her. "You'd be surprised."
"Go take a shower Malfoy. You smell bad," Hermione said, changing the subject and shoving him towards the bathroom. "Besides, I need to change and you can't watch me."
"Glad to see your in a better mood," Draco commented. Hermione just grinned and shoved him into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.
After a few moments, Draco called out, "What charming underclothes you have!"
Hermione gasped and opened the bathroom door. When she did, she closed her eyes quickly.
Draco let out a laugh. "Relax, I have bottoms on." Draco was standing in the middle of the bathroom in nothing but his green silk boxers. Hermione opened her eyes and tried hard not to stare, instead focusing on her heap of clothes that were next to the toilet.
She picked them up quickly and scampered over to the door. "Sor- Sorry Malfoy," she stammered.
"No problem. Feel free to walk in on me whenever you want," he said smarmily.
Hermione shot him a weathering glare. "Don't come out without knocking," she said before she turned so he couldn't see the flush of red that was slowly rising up her neck. She couldn't help but notice the body that Draco had. He reminded her of a Greek God.
'With a tan and a little oil,' Hermione thought to herself and then mentally chastised herself. 'This is Malfoy! Malfoy! Don't be thinking about him like that! Even if he is really sexy- Stop!'
To stop her mental battle, she walked over to the closet and opened the door to get some clothes. When she looked in there the first time, she closed her eyes and counted to ten. When she opened her eyes again, she let out a shout of indignation.
"No! No! NO!" she started telling herself. All of the clothes in the closet were for girls like Pansy Parkinson. The shirts were cut so low, you could practically see the belly button, not that you would need too because the bottom of the shirt barely covered the midriff. There were no pants, only shorts that could pass as underwear and skirts that were so short, Hermione swore she had wider belts.
By this time, Draco had exited the bathroom drying his hair with a towel and wearing his green boxer shorts again. He came up behind Hermione and looked into the closet and began to laugh hysterically.
"Do you think they're trying to tell us something?" he asked between gales of laughter. Hermione had just been glaring at him, but after a few minutes, began laughing as well.
"Maybe. I'm going to wear the guy clothes." The clothes for Draco, while much better than the clothes Hermione had, were still very revealing for a guy. There were only white muscle shirts and shorts.
Hermione grabbed a shirt and shorts and scampered to the bathroom. She put on the clothes and when she exited, commented, "I can't believe them!"
Draco grinned wryly. "I know. But I was thinking, while we're stuck, we should make the best of a bad situation. I think we should have a truce. It can be temporary if you want," he added hastily at the look Hermione gave him.
Hermione sighed. "You're right. I'm tired of being an ice-queen." She extended her hand. "Let's just start over. Hello, my name is Hermione Jane Granger and I am pleased to make your acquaintance."
Draco took her hand. "Hello my name is Draco Malfoy. An the pleasure is all mine." He bent down and kissed the top of her hand.
Just then, a knock resounded on the door. Hermione opened it cautiously. It was Ajani, the front desk clerk. "Hello Mrs. Malfoy, how is your stay so far?"
"It's not as bad as it was earlier," Hermione stated, looking quickly at Draco.
"Excellent. If there is anything I can do to help, please just use the telephone on the bedside table. Also, a young man just dropped these off for you two. He said he was an old friend and thought that you would like him."
Ajani's blue eyes were twinkling mysteriously as he brandished a sheaf of parchment towards Hermione. Hermione grabbed it and was just about to ask what the young man looked like when Ajani waved and apparated away. Hermione turned around and raised one eye brow skeptically in Draco's direction.
He looked back at her and said, "Well open it."
Hermione handed it to him. "You do it. It might be a curse or something and I most certainly don't want to be affected."
Draco laughed. "Well if you insist Miss Granger." He tore open the seal and read what was written. His eyes lit up and met Hermione's curious brown orbs. "We get to go on a cruise. A 'Lover's' cruise to be exact. One night only. I swear that they are trying to tell us something."
Hermione was just about to yell out in frustration, but she decided against it and simply smiled. "Well? What exactly shall we wear?"
Draco grinned snarkily back at her. "It says, 'Clothing Forbidden'."
Hermione's jaw dropped. She grabbed the sheaf of parchment. "I can't believe them! Sending us on a nude cruise!" She couldn't help it, she began to laugh hysterically. Draco joined in and soon they were rolling around on the ground in hysterics.
"So, what time does this start?" Hermione asked.
Draco looked at the paper. "The boat departs at 7:30 tonight."
Hermione looked at her watch. "Oops, still on England time. It's 4:30 AM there. What time is it here?"
Draco did some quick configuring in his head and said, "I think it's about 1:30 in the afternoon here. We should probably sleep so we are rested." He went over to the bed and laid down.
Hermione smiled. "Maybe."
Draco looked at her questioningly with one eyebrow raised. "Well, what do you propose we do?"
Hermione smiled again. "Let's sleep first." She climbed into the bed next to Draco, keeping to her side and fell asleep almost immediately. Draco looked at her longingly for a few moments and then turned over and fell asleep himself.
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He awoke immediately and grabbed Hermione around the waist before he had even opened his eyes. He threw her down onto the bed and reached for his wand. He opened his eyes and relented when he saw that it was Hermione.
"Sorry," he said in an embarrassed voice. "I thought you might be a Death Eater."
Surprising Draco, Hermione actually giggled. "Of course I'm a Death Eater. Death Eaters often attack you with water and wear a bathrobe while doing so."
Draco grinned back to her. "You'd be surprised."
"Go take a shower Malfoy. You smell bad," Hermione said, changing the subject and shoving him towards the bathroom. "Besides, I need to change and you can't watch me."
"Glad to see your in a better mood," Draco commented. Hermione just grinned and shoved him into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.
After a few moments, Draco called out, "What charming underclothes you have!"
Hermione gasped and opened the bathroom door. When she did, she closed her eyes quickly.
Draco let out a laugh. "Relax, I have bottoms on." Draco was standing in the middle of the bathroom in nothing but his green silk boxers. Hermione opened her eyes and tried hard not to stare, instead focusing on her heap of clothes that were next to the toilet.
She picked them up quickly and scampered over to the door. "Sor- Sorry Malfoy," she stammered.
"No problem. Feel free to walk in on me whenever you want," he said smarmily.
Hermione shot him a weathering glare. "Don't come out without knocking," she said before she turned so he couldn't see the flush of red that was slowly rising up her neck. She couldn't help but notice the body that Draco had. He reminded her of a Greek God.
'With a tan and a little oil,' Hermione thought to herself and then mentally chastised herself. 'This is Malfoy! Malfoy! Don't be thinking about him like that! Even if he is really sexy- Stop!'
To stop her mental battle, she walked over to the closet and opened the door to get some clothes. When she looked in there the first time, she closed her eyes and counted to ten. When she opened her eyes again, she let out a shout of indignation.
"No! No! NO!" she started telling herself. All of the clothes in the closet were for girls like Pansy Parkinson. The shirts were cut so low, you could practically see the belly button, not that you would need too because the bottom of the shirt barely covered the midriff. There were no pants, only shorts that could pass as underwear and skirts that were so short, Hermione swore she had wider belts.
By this time, Draco had exited the bathroom drying his hair with a towel and wearing his green boxer shorts again. He came up behind Hermione and looked into the closet and began to laugh hysterically.
"Do you think they're trying to tell us something?" he asked between gales of laughter. Hermione had just been glaring at him, but after a few minutes, began laughing as well.
"Maybe. I'm going to wear the guy clothes." The clothes for Draco, while much better than the clothes Hermione had, were still very revealing for a guy. There were only white muscle shirts and shorts.
Hermione grabbed a shirt and shorts and scampered to the bathroom. She put on the clothes and when she exited, commented, "I can't believe them!"
Draco grinned wryly. "I know. But I was thinking, while we're stuck, we should make the best of a bad situation. I think we should have a truce. It can be temporary if you want," he added hastily at the look Hermione gave him.
Hermione sighed. "You're right. I'm tired of being an ice-queen." She extended her hand. "Let's just start over. Hello, my name is Hermione Jane Granger and I am pleased to make your acquaintance."
Draco took her hand. "Hello my name is Draco Malfoy. An the pleasure is all mine." He bent down and kissed the top of her hand.
Just then, a knock resounded on the door. Hermione opened it cautiously. It was Ajani, the front desk clerk. "Hello Mrs. Malfoy, how is your stay so far?"
"It's not as bad as it was earlier," Hermione stated, looking quickly at Draco.
"Excellent. If there is anything I can do to help, please just use the telephone on the bedside table. Also, a young man just dropped these off for you two. He said he was an old friend and thought that you would like him."
Ajani's blue eyes were twinkling mysteriously as he brandished a sheaf of parchment towards Hermione. Hermione grabbed it and was just about to ask what the young man looked like when Ajani waved and apparated away. Hermione turned around and raised one eye brow skeptically in Draco's direction.
He looked back at her and said, "Well open it."
Hermione handed it to him. "You do it. It might be a curse or something and I most certainly don't want to be affected."
Draco laughed. "Well if you insist Miss Granger." He tore open the seal and read what was written. His eyes lit up and met Hermione's curious brown orbs. "We get to go on a cruise. A 'Lover's' cruise to be exact. One night only. I swear that they are trying to tell us something."
Hermione was just about to yell out in frustration, but she decided against it and simply smiled. "Well? What exactly shall we wear?"
Draco grinned snarkily back at her. "It says, 'Clothing Forbidden'."
Hermione's jaw dropped. She grabbed the sheaf of parchment. "I can't believe them! Sending us on a nude cruise!" She couldn't help it, she began to laugh hysterically. Draco joined in and soon they were rolling around on the ground in hysterics.
"So, what time does this start?" Hermione asked.
Draco looked at the paper. "The boat departs at 7:30 tonight."
Hermione looked at her watch. "Oops, still on England time. It's 4:30 AM there. What time is it here?"
Draco did some quick configuring in his head and said, "I think it's about 1:30 in the afternoon here. We should probably sleep so we are rested." He went over to the bed and laid down.
Hermione smiled. "Maybe."
Draco looked at her questioningly with one eyebrow raised. "Well, what do you propose we do?"
Hermione smiled again. "Let's sleep first." She climbed into the bed next to Draco, keeping to her side and fell asleep almost immediately. Draco looked at her longingly for a few moments and then turned over and fell asleep himself.
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