YEs you guys, this story is based on 'this time around' which played on abc family. haha i thought i already said so..many times!
Hermione stood in front of her floor length mirror, eyeing herself dressed in a sexy black dress and the newly bought push up bra which gave her more cleavage than she ever had. "I don't know, Gin.."
"Oh no you dont! This is the perfect outfit!" Ginny clapped her hands together in glee. "Trust me on this one Mya!"
"Fine, but just this once!" Hermione spun around again, loving the feel of the silky black dress against her bare skin.
Ginny started to do another version of her victory dance just as the doorbell rang. "He's here! Come on!" She pushed Hermione out of the room. "GO GET THE DOOR!"
"Alright!" Hermione snatched her purse out of Ginny's hand and rushed over to the front door, slowing down momentarily to smooth down her dress before she opened it.
Her breath caught in her throat as she opened the door to a handsome blonde man dressed casually in slacks and a black leather jacket.
"He-wow. You look nice." Draco smiled at her.
Hermione blushed. "You don't think it's too much? I can go change if it is." She turned to go, but felt a hand on her arm.
"No, you look great, too bad it will be wasted at that dull conference." He pouted his lips playfully. "So, do you want to get going?"
"Yea, okay." Hermione took the offered arm and followed Draco out of the apartment building, shutting the door behind her, glaring back at Ginny's wink.
"Well, I still have an hour before I actually have to be at the meeting. Anything you want to do?" Draco turned his face towards Hermione.
"We could take a walk." She blushed at her proposal.
"Well alright! We'll do what the little lady wants." He joked.
"So what do you think about my choice in wear?" Draco spun around for her as they walked down the sidewalk.
"It's nice. I would say you certainly don't need a stylist anymore." Hermione smiled shyly, wondering why or how he was still able to make her blush the way he had at Hogwarts.
"Well, I wouldn't know about that. My fiance bought this for me." He smirked.
"Oh, right." Hermione tried to smile. Fiance?
'Well look at him' A voice said in her head.
Oh..
'Why do you care? It's not like you like him.'
I-I don't..
'It's all a joke, Mya. You can't fall for him! You'd disappoint Ginny!'
I..I'll try not to.
"Mya?"
Hermione looked up to see a concerned Draco staring at her intently. "Are you alright?"
"Mm. I was just thinking."
"'Bout what?" He walked a little closer to her. "My fiance?" He chuckled watching Hermione's cheeks burn up. "Actually, she's an ex-fiance. We broke up a week ago."
Hermione felt the weight in her heart lift up. He's free.
"So do you have a boyfriend?" Draco asked, trying to break the icy wall that had built up between them.
"Nope."
"Did you ever have one?" Draco teased playfully.
"Well, there was one guy..but I dont know if we could have been anything more than friends."
"Such a pretty face and no men. What a shame." He took her chin in his hand and raised her head so she was looking into his eyes.
Hermione blushed again. "I never had time." Although she actually meant: After what you did, I was too afraid to put myself in any relationship.
"Make time.." Draco whispered huskily, leaning in so that their noses were mere millimeters apart.
Hermione sqeezed her eyes shut, scared of what he might do next.
Draco laughed, and her eyes flew open "Come on, let's go." This time, he grabbed her hand, intwining his fingers with hers. "MERLOCK HALL!" He yelled with his wand hand raised up in the air, and seconds later, they were no longer on the dimmly lit sidewalk.
"So what is this conference for?" Hermione asked.
"Some stupid publicity stunt that Mr. Valdejo pulled. Said it would be good for my image." Draco stopped them in front of the door labeled conference room.
"Mr. Malfoy. Pleased you could make it." A stern doorman bowed at Draco, opening the door to the conference room for them.
Hermione giggled, following Draco into the room.
"Mr. Malfoy. Please look here. Mr. Malfoy!" Voices from different corners of the room went off, along with a storm of flashes from cameras. "Mr. Malfoy! Who is this girl?" A reporter asked, as a floating parchment and quill beside her copied down her words.
Draco smiled widely. "This is my stylist, Mya. She is joining us tonight so she can get a feel of my 'style'." He answered cockily, ushering Hermione away from the crowd of reporters and to the head of a long table.
"Mr. Malfoy will be answering some questions today. Please limit the questions to one per reporter. Thank you." A wizard announced nearby once Draco had seated himself casually in a chair besides Hermione.
"Are you dating your stylist, Mr. Malfoy?" A voice rang out from the back of the room.
"Mya? No, we are just working together." He stated bluntly, catching a blushing Hermione out of the corner of his eyes. But I'd love to date her.
"Mr. Malfoy. What happened to your model fiance?" Another voice rang out from the middle of the room.
"We didn't work out." Draco drawled, seemingly uninterested.
Hermione sat next to him, thinking of various ways to jinx Ginny for making her come out on this date with Draco. I'll short sheet her bed! No..too old for that. Uh..I'll put her in a full body bind! HA! Let's see how she likes-
"Mya?"
Hermione looked up to see Draco standing with a worried look on his face. "Everyone's left already, what do you say, you and me going to get some coffee before we head back?"
"Mm, that sounds good."
Draco returned to his apartment after dropping off Mya at her house. His head swam with the conversations that they had had during that evening. She really is smart, funny, and not to mention, damn beautiful.
He was about to take off his shirt and do some relaxing when he heard a sharp rapping on the door.
"Coming." Draco said as he opened the door, sighing as his ex-fiance waltzed in accompanied by her posse. "What do you want Pansy?"
"Nothing. Just dropping off some of your clothes that you left at my house." She threw a silk drawstring pouch at him.
"Uh, okay." Draco stared at the trio in front of him. "So..." He felt Pansy's eyes drilling into his skull.
"It's your loss you know?" The girl on Pansy's right said.
"Zip it, Katrina." Pansy waved her hand in the air just as the girl was about to speak. "How are you doing?" She asked, her words hanging suspended in the silent room.
"I'm fine." Draco said, staring straight into Pansy's eyes.
"Don't worry Drake, I'll still be nice to you, even though you don't 'run' with us anymore." The gangly man to the left of Pansy smirked.
"Well, I'm busy, so could you guys go, please?" Draco swept his eyes across the model perfect group, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Ok, come on you guys, he's busy." Pansy turned to leave, but stopped again. "Good luck, Draco." She said over her shoulder, sincerely. "Toodles."
Draco rolled his eyes as he watched the retreating backs of his ex-fiance and her posse. What the fuck was that about? "How are you doing?" Draco mimicked Pansy. God DAMN that woman! He ran a hand through his hair and checked the time on his watch. 12 PM. Time for some shuteye...
Hermione glided through her apartment door after a polite goodnight kiss from Draco to find Ginny still up and waiting for her.
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU HERMIONE GRANGER?!" Ginny screamed, using her whole name for the first time in 5 years.
"I was with Draco. On the date? That you MADE me go on?!" Hermione glared at Ginny, wondering why she was so mad at her own stupid idea.
"It's 11:30, and the conference shouldn't have gone after 9:00!" Ginny glared back.
"I'm a big girl, Ginny, I'm fine!" Hermione sighed, and grabbed Ginny's wrist, dragging her over to the sofa.
"Are you sure you are fine? He didn't try to do anything to you? You know girls always hide that kind of stuff, right?" Ginny peered at Hermione with her big brown eyes.
"I'm FINE, for the last time!" Hermione rolled her eyes, seriously, Ginny could get so overprotective sometimes.
"Okay." Ginny mumbled, after making sure Hermione was really ok. "So, how did it go?" She inquired eagerly. "Did you turn it on?" Ginny asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
"Well, I'm not sure, but he was totally flirting!" Hermione laughed. "He held my hand, and let me have his jacket! He was really sweet."
"HA! I told you this was going to work! It's working just perfectly!" Ginny smiled.
"Fine, so what else happened?" Ginny looked as eager as a child on christmas morning.
"Get this! He just called it off a week ago with his fiance."
"Oh my god! Really?"
"Yea! Can you believe it?" Hermione brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
Ginny shook her head, and thought a while before she spoke again. "So what about your next date."
"My next dat-what?!"