- Last time on Hands Down -
As she entered the parlor of the Malfoy manor, she quickly found Pansy, and they complimented each other. Pansy really did look beautiful.
Pansy had gasped when she saw Hermione's tattoo. It was tiny, on the small of her back. It was a small pixie (A/N: like in that Anchor Blue magazine ad), and was pretty. Hermione smiled, and the two girls entered the ballroom.
Draco Malfoy, who had been standing in the corner, bored, looked up as he heard the door open. For the first time in his life, he was willing to admit that he was wrong.
Pansy was right.he was totally and utterly shocked.
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Several Hogwarts students (all Slytherins, naturally) were also at the ball. Not one of them was able to recognize Hermione. "Who is that?" "She is hot!" "Shit, she's gorgeous!" Pansy smirked. Serves them right, she thought. She really didn't enjoy being in Slytherin. She would prefer being a Gryffindor, but she never voiced this, at least, not to anyone other than Hermione.
Hermione, likewise, had admitted that sometimes she was sick of being a Gryffindor. "They're all so big headed about their courage. They're so convinced that they're the best at everything they do, and they don't stop to think." She had conveyed that she sometimes wished she could be in Slytherin. Not only to get away from the foolhardy Gryffindors, but also to escape from all of the teasing the Slytherins put her through for her heritage.
Hermione walked through the room, trying not to feel completely self conscious. As she served herself, a voice from right behind her caused her hand to stop in midair.
"Looks like Granger has made a few changes."
"Malfoy," Hermione greeted him coldly without turning around.
"Ah, the wonderful Miss Granger, savior of James Malfoy. Tell me, how is that plaque doing?"
"Perfectly well, Malfoy." As he started to insult her, Hermione cut him off. "Call me silly, but I know that if someone had saved my little brother's life, I would be more than grateful. But then, I guess you have the right to be angry. I shouldn't have tarnished his perfect, Pureblood skin." She sighed in fake disappointment. "I'm so sorry!"
Malfoy glared at her. "Don't talk about my brother like that! He's not just some Pureblood scum or something!"
Hermione nodded. "I know he's not. But his older brother sure as hell is." She walked away, her punch glass in hand.
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Narcissa approached Draco with a smile. "So? How's it going?"
"I spoke to her."
"And?"
"And I wish she hadn't come."
"Draco!" Narcissa exclaimed. She was appalled at her son's rude behavior. "Why must you be so cruel to her?"
"She's a stupid know-it-all, Mother! I can't stand her! She's made the past six years of my life hell by constantly beating me at every academic thing at school!"
Narcissa shook her head. "Draco, I'm sure that Hermione has big plans for herself. Perhaps these grades are a requirement for what she wants to do."
"It's not that, Mother. Everyone knows that Granger wants to be a mediwitch. And you're grades don't need to be that high."
"Then maybe there's another reason. You know nothing about the girl, Draco! You're jumping to conclusions."
"I don't want to know anything about her! She's a hopeless bitch!"
Narcissa sighed. "Don't take away anyone's hope, Draco. It might be all they have."
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Pansy grinned as her friend bounded up to her, her dress flowing behind her.
"Cheerful?"
"Very. I just encountered Malfoy. It was quite enlightening." Hermione told Pansy of their conversation.
"Oh, snap!" Pansy laughed.
In all honestly, both girls were very bored. There really was nothing to do. They decided to, with Narcissa's permission, of course, go up to the "guest room" upstairs. To their surprise, they weren't the only ones with that idea.
In the room, about six other Slytherins (all boys) were lounging on sofas, on the bed, on the floor. They were sprawled about, bored senseless. They all looked up, and were delighted to see the "hot girl" in the doorway.
One sprang up and greeted her with a "charming" smile. "Hey, I'm Jason. Who're you?"
Hermione gave him a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Know-It-All Mudblood. Also known as Hermione Granger."
All the Slytherins, save for one, gasped.
A slow, loud clap from the back of the room drew everyone's attention in that direction. Draco Malfoy was lounging in an armchair, clapping. He stood slowly and walked towards Hermione. "Bravo, bravo. Let's here it for the Mudblood. Aren't you just special in your pretty little dress?"
Hermione looked him straight in the eyes and said in a strong voice, "From the way you were staring at me in the ballroom, yeah, I'd say I look pretty damn good."
If Draco had expected a reply, it wasn't that. She had seen him? That wasn't good.
Pansy laughed. "Oh, I think Ickle-Drakie is in love."
Hermione laughed along with her friend. "Aw, don't feel bad, Malfoy. You wouldn't want to be near me, anyway, would you? I'm just a filthy Mudblood after all. Isn't that right?"
Draco smirked. "For once, Granger, you're right. You're worth less than the dirt on my shoe."
"You have dirt on your shoes?" Hermione scoffed sarcastically. "And I thought you were perfect."
Draco's face blushed slightly at his mistake. "Shut your mouth, Granger. No one asked for your opinion," he hissed, similar to how he had in their second year on the Quidditch pitch.
"And your point?" Hermione said simply before sitting down on a green sofa.
Draco resumed his seat in his armchair, and both sat with their arms folded.
The rest of the group sat down as well. The silence hung in the air. Finally, Pansy broke it.
"I have a proposal to make," she said loudly, causing several to jump.
"What?" Hermione was intrigued.
"I say that you and Draco go on a date."
"What?" "Have you gone mad?" Both Hermione and Draco jumped up in protest.
Pansy smiled. "If you do it, I'll give you both 500 galleons." That shut them up.
Everyone was silent for a moment. "Why?"
They looked up to Hermione. "Why should we go on a date? What's in it for you?"
"I just want to see what would happen. Just for kicks. If you do it, I lose 1,000 galleons. If you don't, nothing happens." Hermione looked thoughtful.
"Fine, but I'm not saying I'll enjoy it."
Draco nodded. "Yeah, me too."
After both shook hands with Pansy to seal the deal, she said in a sugary- sweet voice, "Oh, and did I mention that I get to decide what you do on your date?"
She smirked as her friends' faces became red, too angry to speak.
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Blue Rain1 - Thanks, I hope you enjoyed this one, too. O_o
HPFanatics311 - Here's the update.hope you like it.
rhiannan24 - Yeah, I tried to make the plot interesting, you know, something I haven't really seen. And I know it's by the Bangles, but I have the remake of it by the Go-Gos on my computer, and that's the one I listen to.
Cand1b0x - Yep, all American. And believe me, I know that wizards don't do all of this Muggle stuff, but it's just how I imagined them out of Hogwarts, you know, Hermione being Muggle-born and all.
Serpent de feu - I'm glad you like it. I'm actually unsure if this is going to be a Post-Hogwarts story, or one that takes place during the summer of sixth year (leading into 7th year). And I just don't like how just plain brown eyes sounds.in almost every story, it's "her chocolate eyes," and that just irks me. So let's just assume that her eyes are green- brown (which I believe I referred to them as. If I'm wrong, sorry). And I changed the settings (I think).lol. Hope you like this chapter.
LinkinParkGirl - Shizamanellie! I cannot believe I forgot Linkin Park. They're one of my favorite bands. God, I'm stupid sometimes. I was just thinking about the plot and trying to think of all the bands I like (I left out a bunch.more than Linkin Park). But thanks for bringing that to my attention.my apologies. *Blushes*
CrystallineLily - Thanks.glad you like it so far. Enjoy Chapter 2!
Apollonia2 - Yep, you're right. But be forewarned.it may take a while. I'm not into "they had sex" in the third chapter. It's just too unrealistic.
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A/N: I'm so glad you guys liked Chapter 1 so much! Chapter 3 will be up soon.I'm working on it now. I'm also working on my other story, Unanswered Prayers.
As she entered the parlor of the Malfoy manor, she quickly found Pansy, and they complimented each other. Pansy really did look beautiful.
Pansy had gasped when she saw Hermione's tattoo. It was tiny, on the small of her back. It was a small pixie (A/N: like in that Anchor Blue magazine ad), and was pretty. Hermione smiled, and the two girls entered the ballroom.
Draco Malfoy, who had been standing in the corner, bored, looked up as he heard the door open. For the first time in his life, he was willing to admit that he was wrong.
Pansy was right.he was totally and utterly shocked.
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Several Hogwarts students (all Slytherins, naturally) were also at the ball. Not one of them was able to recognize Hermione. "Who is that?" "She is hot!" "Shit, she's gorgeous!" Pansy smirked. Serves them right, she thought. She really didn't enjoy being in Slytherin. She would prefer being a Gryffindor, but she never voiced this, at least, not to anyone other than Hermione.
Hermione, likewise, had admitted that sometimes she was sick of being a Gryffindor. "They're all so big headed about their courage. They're so convinced that they're the best at everything they do, and they don't stop to think." She had conveyed that she sometimes wished she could be in Slytherin. Not only to get away from the foolhardy Gryffindors, but also to escape from all of the teasing the Slytherins put her through for her heritage.
Hermione walked through the room, trying not to feel completely self conscious. As she served herself, a voice from right behind her caused her hand to stop in midair.
"Looks like Granger has made a few changes."
"Malfoy," Hermione greeted him coldly without turning around.
"Ah, the wonderful Miss Granger, savior of James Malfoy. Tell me, how is that plaque doing?"
"Perfectly well, Malfoy." As he started to insult her, Hermione cut him off. "Call me silly, but I know that if someone had saved my little brother's life, I would be more than grateful. But then, I guess you have the right to be angry. I shouldn't have tarnished his perfect, Pureblood skin." She sighed in fake disappointment. "I'm so sorry!"
Malfoy glared at her. "Don't talk about my brother like that! He's not just some Pureblood scum or something!"
Hermione nodded. "I know he's not. But his older brother sure as hell is." She walked away, her punch glass in hand.
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Narcissa approached Draco with a smile. "So? How's it going?"
"I spoke to her."
"And?"
"And I wish she hadn't come."
"Draco!" Narcissa exclaimed. She was appalled at her son's rude behavior. "Why must you be so cruel to her?"
"She's a stupid know-it-all, Mother! I can't stand her! She's made the past six years of my life hell by constantly beating me at every academic thing at school!"
Narcissa shook her head. "Draco, I'm sure that Hermione has big plans for herself. Perhaps these grades are a requirement for what she wants to do."
"It's not that, Mother. Everyone knows that Granger wants to be a mediwitch. And you're grades don't need to be that high."
"Then maybe there's another reason. You know nothing about the girl, Draco! You're jumping to conclusions."
"I don't want to know anything about her! She's a hopeless bitch!"
Narcissa sighed. "Don't take away anyone's hope, Draco. It might be all they have."
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Pansy grinned as her friend bounded up to her, her dress flowing behind her.
"Cheerful?"
"Very. I just encountered Malfoy. It was quite enlightening." Hermione told Pansy of their conversation.
"Oh, snap!" Pansy laughed.
In all honestly, both girls were very bored. There really was nothing to do. They decided to, with Narcissa's permission, of course, go up to the "guest room" upstairs. To their surprise, they weren't the only ones with that idea.
In the room, about six other Slytherins (all boys) were lounging on sofas, on the bed, on the floor. They were sprawled about, bored senseless. They all looked up, and were delighted to see the "hot girl" in the doorway.
One sprang up and greeted her with a "charming" smile. "Hey, I'm Jason. Who're you?"
Hermione gave him a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Know-It-All Mudblood. Also known as Hermione Granger."
All the Slytherins, save for one, gasped.
A slow, loud clap from the back of the room drew everyone's attention in that direction. Draco Malfoy was lounging in an armchair, clapping. He stood slowly and walked towards Hermione. "Bravo, bravo. Let's here it for the Mudblood. Aren't you just special in your pretty little dress?"
Hermione looked him straight in the eyes and said in a strong voice, "From the way you were staring at me in the ballroom, yeah, I'd say I look pretty damn good."
If Draco had expected a reply, it wasn't that. She had seen him? That wasn't good.
Pansy laughed. "Oh, I think Ickle-Drakie is in love."
Hermione laughed along with her friend. "Aw, don't feel bad, Malfoy. You wouldn't want to be near me, anyway, would you? I'm just a filthy Mudblood after all. Isn't that right?"
Draco smirked. "For once, Granger, you're right. You're worth less than the dirt on my shoe."
"You have dirt on your shoes?" Hermione scoffed sarcastically. "And I thought you were perfect."
Draco's face blushed slightly at his mistake. "Shut your mouth, Granger. No one asked for your opinion," he hissed, similar to how he had in their second year on the Quidditch pitch.
"And your point?" Hermione said simply before sitting down on a green sofa.
Draco resumed his seat in his armchair, and both sat with their arms folded.
The rest of the group sat down as well. The silence hung in the air. Finally, Pansy broke it.
"I have a proposal to make," she said loudly, causing several to jump.
"What?" Hermione was intrigued.
"I say that you and Draco go on a date."
"What?" "Have you gone mad?" Both Hermione and Draco jumped up in protest.
Pansy smiled. "If you do it, I'll give you both 500 galleons." That shut them up.
Everyone was silent for a moment. "Why?"
They looked up to Hermione. "Why should we go on a date? What's in it for you?"
"I just want to see what would happen. Just for kicks. If you do it, I lose 1,000 galleons. If you don't, nothing happens." Hermione looked thoughtful.
"Fine, but I'm not saying I'll enjoy it."
Draco nodded. "Yeah, me too."
After both shook hands with Pansy to seal the deal, she said in a sugary- sweet voice, "Oh, and did I mention that I get to decide what you do on your date?"
She smirked as her friends' faces became red, too angry to speak.
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Blue Rain1 - Thanks, I hope you enjoyed this one, too. O_o
HPFanatics311 - Here's the update.hope you like it.
rhiannan24 - Yeah, I tried to make the plot interesting, you know, something I haven't really seen. And I know it's by the Bangles, but I have the remake of it by the Go-Gos on my computer, and that's the one I listen to.
Cand1b0x - Yep, all American. And believe me, I know that wizards don't do all of this Muggle stuff, but it's just how I imagined them out of Hogwarts, you know, Hermione being Muggle-born and all.
Serpent de feu - I'm glad you like it. I'm actually unsure if this is going to be a Post-Hogwarts story, or one that takes place during the summer of sixth year (leading into 7th year). And I just don't like how just plain brown eyes sounds.in almost every story, it's "her chocolate eyes," and that just irks me. So let's just assume that her eyes are green- brown (which I believe I referred to them as. If I'm wrong, sorry). And I changed the settings (I think).lol. Hope you like this chapter.
LinkinParkGirl - Shizamanellie! I cannot believe I forgot Linkin Park. They're one of my favorite bands. God, I'm stupid sometimes. I was just thinking about the plot and trying to think of all the bands I like (I left out a bunch.more than Linkin Park). But thanks for bringing that to my attention.my apologies. *Blushes*
CrystallineLily - Thanks.glad you like it so far. Enjoy Chapter 2!
Apollonia2 - Yep, you're right. But be forewarned.it may take a while. I'm not into "they had sex" in the third chapter. It's just too unrealistic.
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A/N: I'm so glad you guys liked Chapter 1 so much! Chapter 3 will be up soon.I'm working on it now. I'm also working on my other story, Unanswered Prayers.