Discy: On Chapter 2, not default chapter or first chapter, but Chapter 2.
A/N: Read Chapter 3 if you haven't read it naughty folks. Btw, it's not a dress but a dress robe, soz peeps. Reviewers are at bottom of Chapter so they don't get in your way. Enjoy!
*Chapter 4*
Hermione stared into now warm but hard eyes, each a definite ice blue with dashes of silver and grey.
"How do I - I mean we - get out of here Malfoy?" Hermione asked a bit more sternly than she had wished to.
"Since we are going to be here for a while, I think it right to go on first name terms to avoid conflict Hermione," Draco stuttered the last word as he pretended to remember what Hermione's name was. He did love her after all.
"Um.okay, Draco."
"Well, first of all the only way to get of these shop changing rooms is to have money so you can buy the dress robe. You think these store managers would let their customers get away without buying something? It's much different around here in the wizard world in case you forgot so next you want to try something on, make sure you know you want it. It was good I followed you in here, oh, and by the way, it was me who put the dress robe on you. Not that stinking assistant. He just put you in here." Draco thought of an excuse, the first thing that came to his head.
"Thanks for the money point but what on earth were you thinking, coming in here and dressing me? What are you, some kind of paedophile? You are really sick sometimes you - "
"Stop. I know you would think of me as some kind of freak or a stalker but.I guess I."
"Just tell me what you want so we can get out of here."
Draco kissed Hermione in one swift movement. His hands ran through her hair and up her bare back. He then placed his legs between Hermione's to stop her from any drastic reactions. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck. Draco had grown up quite a bit his hair was no longer greasy and white blonde, but dirty blonde and slightly gelled into small spikes. Hermione twirled one of them around her finger. Hermione knew this was right, she had to react like this, and after all she also had her eye on him in their common room. But her mind still lingered on the threat. She pulled away from him and backed away.
"What's wrong?"
"Just please, get me out of here Draco."
It was fun while it lasted, Draco thought. He took out his wand a put Hermione into a deep sleep.
He flicked his wand again while muttering an incantation. The door appeared on his left, he had concealed it with another as Hermione was put into here spell.
He carried Hermione out of the store and was quite unaware of the weird looks he got from the shop assistants. He left a sum of money on the doorstep to pay for the dress robe. It would be his present to Hermione, although he knew she wouldn't remember a thing once she was in her own bed and awoke. He would have to think of a cover if Hermione grew suspicious.
He looked around the street and saw that all was empty and the students had gone back up to the castle. He then apparated along with Hermione back to the castle, the castle had no charm against apparating and disapparating.
****************************************Ron's date*********************************************
Harry had bought the Lighteningstrike for himself and a secret Christmas present for Ron. He knew it was the middle of November but who knew if he would go down to the village again. It was far too cold.
"I'm ffffrrreeeeezzzzzzing Harry," Ron shivered on a plum red sofa by the open fire.
"Well, I told you to where socks. It's not my fault you ended up with footsicles."
"Ssshhhut uuup."
"Ha! Footsicles! That is sooooooo funny, HAHAHAHA!" Seamus had entered the common room.
"You are on a high level of sugar Seamus, get away from me," Harry ordered knowing that Seamus would probably end up running around dancing with Harry or Ron, while singing 'Food glorious food', a bad thing when Seamus is about to slam into a pillar.
Seamus strolled out of the common room after picking up some notes from the notice board. "Dinner time!" He sang.
"Lets go mate - and put on these socks why don't you."
"I won't be coming down with you," Ron said while pulling on the socks "I'm taking Lavender on a date."
"You what!?"
Ron blushed and said that he took a few swings of butter beer in the local pub to get the courage to ask her out, she told Ron she was glad he asked.
"Alright then. See you. Good luck on the date." Harry left the common room feeling lonely but happy that Ron had his dream date. Now all he needed was some food and his own love life.
*******************************Harry and his thoughts of popularity**************************
Harry walked absentmindedly down to the main hall. They had spent three days in Russia and today, the Headmaster of the school was to make an announcement to the school. Harry imagined the whole hall staring at his scar if his name would be mentioned.
Something hurtled into Harry and he was knocked onto the floor.
He could not open his eyes as the familiar and sensational sizzling grew in his scar. He tried to scream but he lost his voice, everyone was down in the main hall. Who would help him? There was no one. No one.
*******************************Peace between hate - or is it?********************************
Hermione woke an hour before the dinner in the main hall. She was lying in bed wearing a crimson velvet nightgown. She looked her trying to figure out what she was doing here.
"Okay, what am I doing here? I was in Arkhangelsk, in a shop of Quidditch stuff, looking at some dress robes. How did I get back here?"
Hermione saw a parcel sticking out of a glossy emerald green bag. She walked towards and carefully unwrapped it. Out fell a blue and silver dress robe -
"Wait a minute. Did I buy this? I thought it was really expensive. Oh well. I guess there some half price sale or something coz only bargains are what I buy."
Hermione thought about what she had said, that was a good theory but it still didn't answer how she got back into her room.
"Uh.let me see.I could have had a lot of butter beer and got here drunk. That's a good enough explanation for me. Now what shall I wear for dinner."
Hermione opened the closet and picked out a black sleeveless turtleneck, and a beige leather skirt. She wore black stilettos. It was very warm in the castle than it was outside, so that's why she chose to wear a skirt. She then picked out some various charm bracelets and a Gucci watch to cover her wrists. The good thing about being an exchange student was that you didn't have to wear your own school uniform.
"Perfect."
Hermione walked down the staircase and into the common room to find Draco seated casually upon an armchair. His back was facing her.
"Ready?" Draco asked mysteriously. "Uh, yeah," Hermione replied a bit spooked out.
Draco was wearing a silk pale blue shirt that had a hint of silver lost under all the shine. The top two buttons were open revealing a slightly tanned and muscular chest. (His face is tanned too.) The shirt brought out his eyes. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had a dirty look about it. It made his outfit look more unique. His dirty blonde, spiked up hair completed the scene.
Hermione walked towards Draco's side and saw his eyes grow slightly wide, he decided to cover it up hastily.
"You look revealing, Granger."
"You look pretty hot yourself, too," Hermione added sincerely, she had totally forgotten all sarcasm.
"Lets go.Hermione."
Hermione smiled and linked arms with Draco. This was the start to a beautiful relationship - or was it.
*****************************************Harry's Case******************************************
Harry struggled to get up, whatever had hit him had long gone, and the searing pain in his forehead had decreased to a halt. He saw a girl, around his age, looking over him. Certainly he had caught more attention than this. Nope, just her.
She had light brown hair, which looked slightly feathered and contained a few blonde highlights. Her eyes were a striking green, much like Harry's own, and her face was well proportioned.
Once Harry registered her face, he continued down and saw that she wore the school uniform, a rich material of coal black and the crest of her house. Noticing the blue sapphires studded here and there, she must be a Reptonian, Repton's animal seamed to be a swan with a horn on its head. It looked as if it was taking off and leaving behind a trail of blue sparkling water.
She was very slender and her worried expression on her face told Harry it was time he spoke.
He groaned as he got up. The girl immediately helped him to his feet and gave him a quick hug before continuing to stare at him.
"Are you alright? Shall I call zai Dottore?" The girl asked.
"Uh.no it's okay. Just a bit worn out. What's your name, by the way, because it's not everyday a beautiful girl comes to your rescue?" Harry asked quite confidently. Where did that come from? He thought to himself.
"I am so glad you are alright. I am Alyssa, Alyssa Skinner. You are Harry Potter. I know because you are my idol - "She blushed. Harry guessed she hadn't meant to say the last bit.
"Sorry what did you say, I wasn't listening? You know what tell me later because I am starving."
Alyssa had fallen for it. Well, Harry hoped so because that was the first thing that came to mind.
"Yes, so am I. Zai Headmaster, Professor Voltaire, is making an announcement tonight about you exchange students."
"Yeah, Professor Dumbledore, my Headmaster, told me by post. Alyssa, do you want to go out sometime, like maybe this weekend to the coast."
"I'd love - I mean I think zat is a vonderful idea."
Harry, the new confident guy, he thought to himself, uh, maybe not. Alyssa took Harry's hand when she fell to ground twitching uncontrollably.
A/N: What do you think? Good cliffhanger or what? *Excitedly jumping and clapping hands drafting next chapter* Please R&R xxx
Aquariel: calm down! I'm typing as fast as I can! Seeya hun!
A/N: Read Chapter 3 if you haven't read it naughty folks. Btw, it's not a dress but a dress robe, soz peeps. Reviewers are at bottom of Chapter so they don't get in your way. Enjoy!
*Chapter 4*
Hermione stared into now warm but hard eyes, each a definite ice blue with dashes of silver and grey.
"How do I - I mean we - get out of here Malfoy?" Hermione asked a bit more sternly than she had wished to.
"Since we are going to be here for a while, I think it right to go on first name terms to avoid conflict Hermione," Draco stuttered the last word as he pretended to remember what Hermione's name was. He did love her after all.
"Um.okay, Draco."
"Well, first of all the only way to get of these shop changing rooms is to have money so you can buy the dress robe. You think these store managers would let their customers get away without buying something? It's much different around here in the wizard world in case you forgot so next you want to try something on, make sure you know you want it. It was good I followed you in here, oh, and by the way, it was me who put the dress robe on you. Not that stinking assistant. He just put you in here." Draco thought of an excuse, the first thing that came to his head.
"Thanks for the money point but what on earth were you thinking, coming in here and dressing me? What are you, some kind of paedophile? You are really sick sometimes you - "
"Stop. I know you would think of me as some kind of freak or a stalker but.I guess I."
"Just tell me what you want so we can get out of here."
Draco kissed Hermione in one swift movement. His hands ran through her hair and up her bare back. He then placed his legs between Hermione's to stop her from any drastic reactions. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck. Draco had grown up quite a bit his hair was no longer greasy and white blonde, but dirty blonde and slightly gelled into small spikes. Hermione twirled one of them around her finger. Hermione knew this was right, she had to react like this, and after all she also had her eye on him in their common room. But her mind still lingered on the threat. She pulled away from him and backed away.
"What's wrong?"
"Just please, get me out of here Draco."
It was fun while it lasted, Draco thought. He took out his wand a put Hermione into a deep sleep.
He flicked his wand again while muttering an incantation. The door appeared on his left, he had concealed it with another as Hermione was put into here spell.
He carried Hermione out of the store and was quite unaware of the weird looks he got from the shop assistants. He left a sum of money on the doorstep to pay for the dress robe. It would be his present to Hermione, although he knew she wouldn't remember a thing once she was in her own bed and awoke. He would have to think of a cover if Hermione grew suspicious.
He looked around the street and saw that all was empty and the students had gone back up to the castle. He then apparated along with Hermione back to the castle, the castle had no charm against apparating and disapparating.
****************************************Ron's date*********************************************
Harry had bought the Lighteningstrike for himself and a secret Christmas present for Ron. He knew it was the middle of November but who knew if he would go down to the village again. It was far too cold.
"I'm ffffrrreeeeezzzzzzing Harry," Ron shivered on a plum red sofa by the open fire.
"Well, I told you to where socks. It's not my fault you ended up with footsicles."
"Ssshhhut uuup."
"Ha! Footsicles! That is sooooooo funny, HAHAHAHA!" Seamus had entered the common room.
"You are on a high level of sugar Seamus, get away from me," Harry ordered knowing that Seamus would probably end up running around dancing with Harry or Ron, while singing 'Food glorious food', a bad thing when Seamus is about to slam into a pillar.
Seamus strolled out of the common room after picking up some notes from the notice board. "Dinner time!" He sang.
"Lets go mate - and put on these socks why don't you."
"I won't be coming down with you," Ron said while pulling on the socks "I'm taking Lavender on a date."
"You what!?"
Ron blushed and said that he took a few swings of butter beer in the local pub to get the courage to ask her out, she told Ron she was glad he asked.
"Alright then. See you. Good luck on the date." Harry left the common room feeling lonely but happy that Ron had his dream date. Now all he needed was some food and his own love life.
*******************************Harry and his thoughts of popularity**************************
Harry walked absentmindedly down to the main hall. They had spent three days in Russia and today, the Headmaster of the school was to make an announcement to the school. Harry imagined the whole hall staring at his scar if his name would be mentioned.
Something hurtled into Harry and he was knocked onto the floor.
He could not open his eyes as the familiar and sensational sizzling grew in his scar. He tried to scream but he lost his voice, everyone was down in the main hall. Who would help him? There was no one. No one.
*******************************Peace between hate - or is it?********************************
Hermione woke an hour before the dinner in the main hall. She was lying in bed wearing a crimson velvet nightgown. She looked her trying to figure out what she was doing here.
"Okay, what am I doing here? I was in Arkhangelsk, in a shop of Quidditch stuff, looking at some dress robes. How did I get back here?"
Hermione saw a parcel sticking out of a glossy emerald green bag. She walked towards and carefully unwrapped it. Out fell a blue and silver dress robe -
"Wait a minute. Did I buy this? I thought it was really expensive. Oh well. I guess there some half price sale or something coz only bargains are what I buy."
Hermione thought about what she had said, that was a good theory but it still didn't answer how she got back into her room.
"Uh.let me see.I could have had a lot of butter beer and got here drunk. That's a good enough explanation for me. Now what shall I wear for dinner."
Hermione opened the closet and picked out a black sleeveless turtleneck, and a beige leather skirt. She wore black stilettos. It was very warm in the castle than it was outside, so that's why she chose to wear a skirt. She then picked out some various charm bracelets and a Gucci watch to cover her wrists. The good thing about being an exchange student was that you didn't have to wear your own school uniform.
"Perfect."
Hermione walked down the staircase and into the common room to find Draco seated casually upon an armchair. His back was facing her.
"Ready?" Draco asked mysteriously. "Uh, yeah," Hermione replied a bit spooked out.
Draco was wearing a silk pale blue shirt that had a hint of silver lost under all the shine. The top two buttons were open revealing a slightly tanned and muscular chest. (His face is tanned too.) The shirt brought out his eyes. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had a dirty look about it. It made his outfit look more unique. His dirty blonde, spiked up hair completed the scene.
Hermione walked towards Draco's side and saw his eyes grow slightly wide, he decided to cover it up hastily.
"You look revealing, Granger."
"You look pretty hot yourself, too," Hermione added sincerely, she had totally forgotten all sarcasm.
"Lets go.Hermione."
Hermione smiled and linked arms with Draco. This was the start to a beautiful relationship - or was it.
*****************************************Harry's Case******************************************
Harry struggled to get up, whatever had hit him had long gone, and the searing pain in his forehead had decreased to a halt. He saw a girl, around his age, looking over him. Certainly he had caught more attention than this. Nope, just her.
She had light brown hair, which looked slightly feathered and contained a few blonde highlights. Her eyes were a striking green, much like Harry's own, and her face was well proportioned.
Once Harry registered her face, he continued down and saw that she wore the school uniform, a rich material of coal black and the crest of her house. Noticing the blue sapphires studded here and there, she must be a Reptonian, Repton's animal seamed to be a swan with a horn on its head. It looked as if it was taking off and leaving behind a trail of blue sparkling water.
She was very slender and her worried expression on her face told Harry it was time he spoke.
He groaned as he got up. The girl immediately helped him to his feet and gave him a quick hug before continuing to stare at him.
"Are you alright? Shall I call zai Dottore?" The girl asked.
"Uh.no it's okay. Just a bit worn out. What's your name, by the way, because it's not everyday a beautiful girl comes to your rescue?" Harry asked quite confidently. Where did that come from? He thought to himself.
"I am so glad you are alright. I am Alyssa, Alyssa Skinner. You are Harry Potter. I know because you are my idol - "She blushed. Harry guessed she hadn't meant to say the last bit.
"Sorry what did you say, I wasn't listening? You know what tell me later because I am starving."
Alyssa had fallen for it. Well, Harry hoped so because that was the first thing that came to mind.
"Yes, so am I. Zai Headmaster, Professor Voltaire, is making an announcement tonight about you exchange students."
"Yeah, Professor Dumbledore, my Headmaster, told me by post. Alyssa, do you want to go out sometime, like maybe this weekend to the coast."
"I'd love - I mean I think zat is a vonderful idea."
Harry, the new confident guy, he thought to himself, uh, maybe not. Alyssa took Harry's hand when she fell to ground twitching uncontrollably.
A/N: What do you think? Good cliffhanger or what? *Excitedly jumping and clapping hands drafting next chapter* Please R&R xxx
Aquariel: calm down! I'm typing as fast as I can! Seeya hun!
