DiSCLAiMER: Didn't I already tell you people that I own nothing?! ENOUGH WITH THE INTERROGATIONS! And I thank Tupacd for the Chapter Title! :)
Previous Chapter Summary: Last Chapter we find out that Hermione's heart has been broken by Viktor Krum while she was visiting Bulgaria. (A/N: I don't think she's going back there any time soon =( poor, Bulgarians) When we left our heroine she was about to go into Diagon Alley! Stay tuned to find out what adventures she encounters there! We will be back after this short commercial.
Author's Note: Haha, well in this chapter, we find out a bit more about Hermione's Summer and some of the things she's going to be facing while back at Hogwarts. Sex and Lauguage ahead- beware!
Hermione was at Diagon Alley within a half hour after she woke up. She checked her watch. "Lovely, 5 minutes to spare." She said briskly while walking up to Flourish and Blotts. She figured she would get a head start on getting her school books while she waited for Harry and Ron to show up. They had owled her a fortnight ago asking to meet up in Diagon Alley the day before term starts. Hermione had complained that it was a bit of procrastination on their part for leaving school shopping to the last minute, but had agreed nonetheless. They had mentioned that they had something important to tell her but seemed rather secretive in the letter. She decided that she would not press on details and would await their news, whatever it may be. While walking towards her favorite store, she received quite a few catcalls. She looked around to the boys making them and around at some others eyeing her with pleasure, she snapped her head back in front of her, directing her eyes towards the entrance to Flourish and Blotts. She was blushing a bit and tried very hard to conceal the grin that was forming on her face. She had expected this but not to this extent, but, boy was she pleased! Of course her clothes were a prime factor (A/N: Why the Hect am I thinking about math on Summer Holidays?) in this. She was wearing a white camisole that covered right below her belly button, a blue long sleeve button up over it, with the collar down and the sleeves rolled up, in addition to this she had on a beige pleated skirt that went six inches above her knees, and her neck was sporting a silver chain with a matching bracelet. But even so, apparently her summer with her five best friends had paid off.
Flashback
Three days after her break up with Krum, she set off to reunite with her old friends and confide in them. She was of course going to tell her mother all about it considering that they were very close it was just that... the thought of telling her mother that her first had broken her heart... that was kind of... ick. Not only was Viktor her first love but she was also her first... fuck. There. She thought it! Are you happy now?! So instead she went to turned on Hempt Road and steered herself into "The Teacup". Greenwich's most sociable café and the general meeting place for kids her age. She didn't immediately spot her old friends, considering that they haven't seen each other for over six years. The last time she was with all her friends was when they were all 11. It had been the summer when she found out she was a witch and that she would be attending the finest Wizarding School in Europe. She was excited of course but quite disheartened to leave all her friends. She was still searching the café for her friends when a noise made her jump literally a foot in the air.
"HERMIONE!" five girls screamed in her direction. Hermione turned to look and saw her five old best friends. Lauren, Brittany, Leanna, Jessie, and Katrina were all sitting at a round table with one spare chair... Hermione's. Hermione actually stood there and stared at her five former best friends and gaped at how much someone can change from the age of 11 to the age of 16. Lauren, a girl with dark hair and pale skin had tanned up a bit and gotten highlights. Her body transformed and had filled out nicely. Brittany was a girl with bright blue eyes and very dark hair. With makeup and the right clothes, Brittany was now a girl whom Hermione was sure that all the boys chased after. Leanna was once a brunette, and hastily thought of as "the skinny girl". She had gone a full out blonde and her body was unrecognizable – her passion of dancing must have toned her like that, Hermione thought. Jessie was once short with hazel eyes and dark curly, uncontrollable hair, much like Hermione's. She had it straightened with a couple of highlights and she grew quite a bit. Hermione was a bit sad that her friend Jessie had straightened her hair, she always enjoyed when they complained together how they can never comb it. And Katrina, Hermione wouldn't even have noticed it was her if she didn't know that she was meeting her there. Katrina had lost a lot of weight and gotten highlights as well. Though her hair wasn't perfectly straight, the waves complimented her facial features. And her body was probably from all the intensive figure skating training. The five girls had to call Hermione's name again to snap her back to reality. She was lost in her thought's again. She sad down in the empty seat after giving all of her friends big hugs. She grinned to them but felt quite out of the picture. Here, Hermione was just the same old Hermione. These girls were her former friends and all seemed to change so much and dress so differently than those eleven year old girls that she once knew. She smiled to hide how left out and left behind she felt. Sure, Hermione had filed out in the right places, and sure she had fixed her teeth fourth year but it was nothing compared to the looks of these girls. Hermione didn't even have to look around the café to know that nearly all the boys were staring at their table. At least, she thought, their personalities hadn't seemed to change. They were all interested to hear about Hermione's "private boarding school" in Rome. She skived off telling them too much, afraid she might blow her cover and instead focused on how life has been back here, home, in Greenwich. The girls all shared a look and grinned at Hermione.
"What...?" Hermione asked rather nervously. She hated when people knew something she didn't. For goodness sake, she wasn't used to it!
"Well, before you came," Leanna started, "... We were discussing what you told us on the phone," Lauren continued, "...And we decided that we would try to take your mind off things," Jessie sustained, "...By keeping yourself occupied with other things," Katrina persisted, "...Such as hanging out with us more often." Brittany finished.
"Well, we do have an entire summer, I guess it was sort of lucky(?) that Viktor ended it right at the beginning of summer, he—"Hermione was interrupted.
"There you go, 'Mione, talking about what's-his-name again," Katrina looked annoyed.
"Viktor." Leanna supplied.
"She wasn't asking for the name, Dumbo, seriously, Leanna, if I hadn't known you dyed your hair blonde I would think it was natural," Lauren commented. The group shared a laugh at this, therefore lightning the mood.
"What she means, 'Mione, is that you really have to just forget about this whole thing and move on," Jessie said patting Hermione's arm and trying to look sympathetic.
"And trust me, Hermione, hanging out with us will make you feel a whole lot better this summer." Brittany; said as she flashed a grin.
Hermione considered all the pros and cons of devoting her summer to hanging out with her lost muggle friends, as opposed to staying in her house all day and at the library studying and preparing for her 7th and final year at Hogwarts. She even considered dong both but Hermione was Hermione and if she was going to do either she would have to devote herself completely on the task, so she had to choose. As if on cue, Katrina coughed a small cough, and as Hermione looked up from the spot on the table her eyes were focusing on as her eyes slipped away and her mind took over, the five girls all looked at her pleadingly. Katrina had puppy-dog eyes, and she swore that Leanna looked on the verge of tears. Hermione laughed out loud at this, and gave in.
"Well if you five are going to pull the old 'Look Like Someone Died for Sympathy' look on me, then I guess you really are desperate to hang with the likes of me this summer," Hermione tried to sound full of herself while the other girls' frowns turned into smiles, "I guess that I cant pull some strings and devote myself to you girls this summer."
"Alright!" The five girls yelled while Jessie actually threw her fist up in the air.
"Let the fun begin!" Brittany said with her eyes gleaming with excitement.
It turned out that hanging out with the girls meant going to the spa on Saturdays, running every morning at 8 in the morning, sleepover's every other night, and going on a strict diet. For Hermione's summer birthday (Mid-July), the girls took her out to get her hair straightened and highlighted. She of course loved it, but her mom wasn't too fond of the change. "Oh, Hermione, dear, I always loved your curls! It's such a shame you got rid of them..." Friday and Sunday nights were spent at the beach with her friends and new friends met at the bonfires. She had the time of her life that summer. She was so thankful for her friends. Besides getting into the best shape of her life, she was able to forget the wound that Viktor left in her heart and attempt to move on with her life for most of the summer.
End Flashback
Hermione was almost at the door to Flourish and Blotts, when reaching for the handle to the store, it was opened for her by someone else. She was about to mutter a Thank-You when she looked up and saw, not only the hottest boy she has laid eyes on since watching that Brad Pitt movie in America, but also her arch enemy... Draco Malfoy. She was looking for some scorching remark to direct towards him but his... hotness... was just too much for her! She couldn't even breathe! No matter how many times she mentally slapped herself, nothing would change the fact that Draco Malfoy got hot! He was wearing muggle clothes, which surprised Hermione as much as the next guy. His black short sleeved shirt was fitted so it looked as it was made perfectly to fit his muscles. He was wearing white/beige pants to nicely contrast the top, and his neck was laced by a silver chain that rested on his collar bone.
He flashed his signature smirk at her and said, "Now how could I pass up the opportunity of being a perfect gentleman and opening the door for someone as gorgeous as yourself?"
"Are... are you feeling alright, Malfoy?" Hermione had snapped back to her senses. Draco Malfoy had just called her gorgeous.
"I guess I could be better," Draco said as he eyed her up and down suggestively. "Wait, how do you know my name?"
'OH MY GOODNESS.' Hermione thought mentally, 'DRACO MALFOY WANTS ME. SOMETHING'S NOT RIGHT. HAVE THE POLAR ICE CAPS MELTED? IS HELL FROZEN OVER? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! Wait, what do you mean how do I know your name?' And then it hit her. '... He doesn't know who I am.' She thought faintly. 'HE DOESN'T BLOODY KNOW WHO I AM!' Boy, for her, this was getting better every second. Hanging out with the 5 crazy girls she had this summer, she had become more daring and bold (even more daring and bold considering she was a Gryffindor).
She winked at him and told him to follow her upstairs. Taking care so sway her hips while walking up the stairs, Hermione led him upstairs to a secret room of books with a small table and a green lamp in the middle of it. As soon as Draco stepped through the door, she slammed the door shut and locked it.
"So how do you know my name? Do you just know of my family's power and control over the Wizarding world? Or do I actually know you?" Draco asked as he tried to look her in the eyes.
'I can't let him figure out who I am or else my plan won't work.' She thought. She had a plan to get back at him for the 6 years worth of damage he had conflicted upon her. Oh, she was going to get him back, alright, and she was going to enjoy it.
"Hmm... maybe the first thing or maybe the latter." Hermione said as she pulled a chair and motioned for him to sit down. He sat, looking quite uncomfortable but pleased at the same time.
"Now, Malfoy... that is your name right?" She asked trying to play innocent.
"Yes, it is. And how do you know it?" He asked starting to sound a bit annoyed.
Hermione thought for a second, then said, "I like to know the name I'm going to be screaming later on."
Draco shifted on the chair, plainly aroused by what she said. She smirked at the thought of her making him shift on his chair.
"Mmm... she sighed, it's a bit hot in here, isn't it? You do mind if I take my over-shirt off, do you?" She asked as her top was already halfway off exposing a nice bit of cleavage.
"I..." Draco started, then stared at her as she was taking it off. The rest of what he was saying dwindled down to nothingness.
She suddenly felt in power. She sat in his lap while thoughtfully looking around.
"Do you mind if I make myself comfortable here? It seems as if there's no where else to sit..." Hermione said fully aware that there were at least 10 chairs situated around the table and that he knew it too. To her pleasure, he acquiesced.
"Not.. Not at all." He said as his eyes did all the talking. He wanted her then and there.
She swung herself around so he was sitting on his lap, facing him. She leaned into his hair and inhaled. "Mmm... what shampoo do you use? I love that scent." She said as she began running her fingers through his hair.
"It's this... special... ahh... um, I mean, this special... thing. From Germany," He struggled to string two words together. Hermione was simply loving it.
"Really? Germany, eh?" Hermione was keeping up the small talk while shifting her sitting position on top of him to make him really feel it. "I went to Germany once, with my family. Have you ever gone?"
He tried not to groan as he spoke, "Yeah... Germany... yeah."
"Mmm..." she continued as she continued running her hands through his hair.
'All that "Mmm'ing!"' he thought, 'This girl is driving me crazy with her Mmm'ing!!!' 'Screw this!' He forced her mouth onto his ramming his tongue into her mouth.
'Bejezus! He makes it seem like he hasn't gotten ass in years!' Hermione thought while forcing herself to kiss back. It would have been a really nice kiss actually, if he hadn't been so desperate. He lifted her up off the seat and pushed her into the bookshelf, as all the books on the shelf threateningly came close to the shelf's edges. She flipped him around so he was the one pressed against the shelf and guided him over to a certain bookshelf, she started unbuttoning his trousers while he was moaning into her mouth. As she reached for his zipper, he actually grabbed his hair. She could feel how hard he was. She threw down the pants and braced herself with the idea of actually touching his boxers. They were dark green and silk. They looked almost too royal to touch. He broke off the kiss from her mouth and began kissing around her exposed neck and sucking sensitive areas. As soon as she pulled down his boxers he returned to her mouth but then slowly began lightly pushing down on her shoulders to suggest what he wanted her to do. As she was slowly getting to her knees, she pulled her want out from under a bookshelf and binded his arms and legs to the bookshelf. She then stepped away and viewed Draco Malfoy in all his glory. She actually blushed for looking at his hard on, she didn't expect it would be THAT big! She covered her mouth and giggled.
"WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! GET BACK DOWN THERE! AND UN-FUCKING- BIND ME!" Draco practically yelled his voice out.
"No can do, Malfoy, this is what I call sweet, sweet revenge." She tried on one of his smirks and found that they weren't that hard to do.
"AHHHH!!!" He yelled, "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU, AND WHAT THE FUCK DID I EVER DO TO YOU?!"
"Hmm," she started as she was getting her blue over-shirt back on and straightening out her hair and skirt, "let's see, six years of calling me a mudblood, insulting two of my best friends constantly, and making fun of my book habits every free second you get? You're right, Malfoy, not much."
She unlocked the door and started walking out the room intending to leave the door wide open. "GRANGER?!" She heard him yell as she was walking out.
"Mmm..." She said, as she looked back in for the last time.Author's Note: Hehehehehhehehe, does everyone now see why it's rated R? By the way, the four girls are based on my friends (Lauren, Leanna, Brittany, and Jessie) Katrina is supposed to represent me, haha. xoxo, i'll update soon!