Chapter 3:

Hermione enters her common room quickly followed by Ginny. She's spending the night so she has someone to talk to about her new 'arrangement.' Draco's sitting on the couch reading his book.

"Hey bitch and Weasel." He says without even looking up.

"Shut the fuck up Malfoy."

He just smiles and continues reading. Hermione and Ginny just go straight to Hermione's room and locked the door behind them.

"What am I gonna do Ginny? I can't marry him, I can't even be in the same room with him." She cried.

"Have you tried talking to him?" Ginny asks.

"I did just this morning." She tells her.

"Honestly, I don't know what to tell you Hermione. I've never been in a situation like this. All I can tell you is just to try to be nice whenever you have to be around him, but in general, try to avoid him." Ginny tells her.

Hermione sighs and nods. She knows she's right. That's all she can do really.

"Well, let's not talk about this. I don't want to ruin our night together. Why don't we do makeovers and stuff instead." Hermione suggested.

"Makeovers?" Ginny asks almost laughing. "Hermione, we're almost adults now. We can do other things a bit more fun you know.

"Like what?"

"Well," she smiles, "I have some fire whiskey, my broom, Ron's broom, and some slutty clothes. We can conjure some fake I.Ds and head to a bar in Hogsmeade.

"Ginny!"

"Why not Hermione? You need to live a little. This is our last year at Hogwarts and you haven't broken a rule since you've been here!"

"Wanna bet!"

"I mean broken a rule when you weren't trying to save someone's life Hermione!"

"Oh…" Hermione sighs. After some thought, "Okay…I guess."

"Yes!" Ginny squeals.

"But no fire whiskey before we ride the brooms. That's not only against the rules, its illegal and dangerous."

Ginny sighs, "Fine, lets find some outfits and do our hair and make up."

Ginny walks into her closet and after a few minutes, walks out empty handed.

"What's the matter with you Hermione? You have absolutely nothing tight or low cut, or…anything really."

Hermione blushed.

"Ok, don't worry about it, we'll just have to stop somewhere in Hogsmeade and pick up something…you do have some money, right?"

"Yes."

"Great, let me do your make up."

After about half an hour, Hermione looks great. Her eyes are smoky gray and she has a very shinny pink lip-gloss on but, because of magic, it isn't sticky at all. Her hair is in tight ringlets and flows down to the middle of her back.

Ginny has some pastel brown eye shadows and hot red lip stick. Her hair is shinny and wavy and goes down to her hips. She has always had beautiful hair. She's already dressed though. She's a short red mini skirt that looks so tight it seems like she can't move, but because it's enchanted, she can move all she wants without it riding up her legs. She's also wearing a tight black halter-top and knee high leather boots.

Hermione looks at her in disbelief. 'I can't believe she even owns something like…that!'

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, lets go."

They mount their brooms and take off out Hermione's window. Hermione almost never rides brooms so she's pretty shaky, but she's not that bad, after all, she didn't fall off.

They arrive in Hogsmeade and set down right outside an alternative store called, 'Black Cat.'

"Let's go!" Ginny squeals she so excited.

They enter the store and Hermione swears it's an underwear store. Everything here is practically see through!

Hermione and Ginny part ways and look on their own. Hemione skims through the shelves, but everything is just so skimpy she just can't possibly wear it!

"Here, try these on. Mix and match and just do whatever you want, but you have to try them ALL on before you reject them." Ginny says shoving a 20-pound pile of clothes in her arms.

Hermione looks at them, they were bad, but not horrible. She goes in the dressing room and tries on like a thousands things. Some short skanky dresses, tight mini skirts, low cut tank tops…until she found something absolutely perfect!

"OH…MY…GOD! Hermione, you look amazing!"

"You like it!"

"I LOVE IT!" Ginny answered.

Hermione looks at herself in the mirror. She's actually happy with how she looks. She's wearing a pair of extremely tight black leather pants and a pink corset that ties up the front. She'd never wear it at school, but she doubts she'll see anyone she knows at this club they're going to.

"Alright, let's go!" Hermione exclaimed, being actually excited to go now.

They get outside the club, and the line is a mile long.

"Oh my God, maybe we should go somewhere else, I don't want to wait this long." Ginny said disappointedly.

"Wait, lets see if the bouncer will let us in first." Hermione suggested.

They strut up to the bouncer, flip their hair, and smile. The bouncer, a tall, broad, bald, extremely muscular man (think Vin Diesel) smiles back, crosses his arms, and looks them over.

"Good evening ladies, how you girls doin'?"

"We're doin' great. We were hoping to get in the club a little early." Hermione flirts.

"Well," he smiles, "I'll be straight forward with you ladies. I go on a 20-minute break in about 5 minutes. The question is…how far are you willing to go to get into this club?"

Hermione and Ginny start to get a bit nervous, when a voice comes from behind them.

"Chris, that is no way to speak to women."

Hermione and Ginny look over their shoulder to find a tall, handsome man in black slacks and a red button up shirt.

"I'm sorry ladies, some men have no idea how to treat a lady; my name is Jason." He turns to the bouncer. "I want a word with you when you get off your shift." There's obvious anger in his eyes when he says this. You can read the fear all over the bouncer's face.

"Yes boss." He says barely above a whisper.

He turns back to the girls and his eyes immediately soften. "Would you girls like to accompany me to the VIP lounge, I would feel honored."

They just smile. Ginny turns to Hermione and whispers, "He seems really nice."

"We'd love to join you. I'm Hermione and this is my friend Ginny."

He smiles, "It's lovely to meet you two, now follow me." He motioned for the door. He leads them across a dance floor that changed colors from aqua green to misty pink to metallic blue, and so on. They go up some circling stairs and through a door to a huge room. There is a tall ceiling, the walls are red and black swirled, the carpet is red and there is a red velvet couch with matching armchairs. The window overlooks all of hogsmeade and there's a great view of Hogwarts.

"Have a seat. I'm expecting some other people here soon, but after the way you two beautiful girls were treated, you deserve to be treated like royalty."

They both blush a bit.

"Would you girls like a drink?"

"Yes, we'd like two tornados." Ginny answered. Hermione would of answered, but she knows nothing about drinks.

"I'll be right back." He leaves the girls alone in the huge room.

"Oh my God, he's so cute!" Ginny says to Hermione.

"Relax Ginny, he's far too old for us anyway."

"So what!"

"Ginny!"

Jason comes back with their drinks.

"Why don't we go dance. I haven't actually danced in ages, and I own this club!"

"Alright, since you've been so generous, we'd love to dance with you." Hermione replies.

They head down to the dance floor and go straight for the middle.

It starts out innocently enough. They dance and touch a little, but still keep their distance. Then Hermione moves a bit closer to the front of him. Then Ginny move a bit closer behind him. Then closer, and closer…

"Hermione, can I talk to you." Ginny asks suddenly.

"Uh, okay Ginny, excuse me Jason." Ginny grabs her hand and leads her over to the bar.

"Ginny, what's the matter?" Hermione asks becoming seriously concerned.

"Nick is here! I saw him!" Ginny says practically hyperventilating.

"Oh, come on Ginny." Ginny's practically been in love with Nick since her 4th year. She'd always clam up whenever he came close, so even though he was interested, he had a hard time talking to her without her freaking out.

"Ginny, I didn't know you come here." Said Nick, appearing from nowhere.

"Hi Nick, I'm gonna go dance with Jason, see yah later Ginny." Hermione said menacingly. Ginny looked at her with terror, but didn't stop her from leaving. She gets back out to Jason, who's just standing in the middle of the dance floor.

"Sorry…girl problems."

"Don't worry about it." He puts his right arm around her hip and pulls her close and starts grinding her right up against him. She's a bit uncomfortable at first, but gets into it. Eventually she's pulling moves she never thought she had in her, and even if she did, she'd never do in public. He's touched just about every piece of her body and their both profusely sweating all over each other.

"Oh no, my guests have been in the lounge for probably 20 minutes! We need to go back!" Jason says looking pretty worried.

"Okay, lets go."

They head back up to the VIP lounge, as they enter they find the one person she did not want to see tonight.

"Mr. Malfoy, I hope we didn't keep you waiting too long." Jason apologizes.

Malfoy looks at Hermione for what seems like an eternity before answering, "Don't worry about it Jason, I haven't been here long." His eyes never leaving Hermione.

Jason starts to feel the tension in the room as it starts to fill with dead silence.

"I'm sorry, but do you two know each other." Jason asks.

Malfoy laughs a bit before answering, "I guess you can say that…she's my fiancé."

Jason's eyes get so big Hermione swears they're about to pop out of the sockets.

"I was watching you two down there dancing, I never knew you could move like that Darling." He says mockingly sweetly.

"Don't call me that, Prick!" she turns to Jason and says, "I had a wonderful time Jason, thank you." Then she threw one more dirty look at Malfoy before turning and walking out the door.

She looks for Ginny and finds her on the make-out couch with her tongue down Nick's throat. She walks up to the two, "Ginny I'm not feeling well, I'm gonna head back. I'll leave the window unlocked for you." Before Ginny could say anything, Hermione had already left.

She's just about to mount her broom when she hears a booming voice over her shoulder.

"Granger, I need to talk to you!" Malfoy shouts.

Hermione sighs and sets her broom on the ground. She turns to him, her hand on her hip.

He walks up to her and grabs her upper arm and drags her off the street into an ally.

"What the fuck do you think your doing with that guy!" He shouts.

"What do you care?" She asks almost casually.

"Whether you like it or not, you're about to be a Malfoy, so start acting like it! You can't go out and grind against a guy you've never even met before."

Hermione sees a golden opportunity and smiles, "You think that was bad…you should have been there when I was sucking his cock."

He slams her against the building, "Don't fucking kid about stuff like that."

Hermione smiles, "You know, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were jealous."

Malfoy laughs a bit, "Don't flatter yourself Granger, you may be hot, but I prefer classy girls." With that, he turned and walked away.

That one struck a nerve. 'What does he mean 'classy girls.' I'm classy.' She can feel tears start to form in her eyes. She just suppresses them and climbs on her broom. She takes off and flies as fast as she can, letting the wind dry her tears.