How To Win Back Life
By Rowena
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Anyways, here we go with Chapter Four.
Chapter 4: End of Street Ease
"Draco?" Hermione asked, scared that the person laying on the couch would jump up and bite. "Dracooooo…"
"Ugh, what?" He asked angrily, eyes still closed.
"Snape said we had to talk about the Halloween dance."
He yawned. "And I doubt he ordered us to review it THIS early in the morning."
"Draco, its 2 o'clock. Do you really want to spend your whole day talking about a dance?"
"FINE" he agreed reluctantly.
He pulled himself upright on the couch and came face to face with Hermione. She blushed and stood up.
"Hurry up, who cares what you're wearing, it's a Saturday, just keep your pajama's on." He felt weird about it though, Hermione looked so sophisticated. She wore dark denim low-rise jeans, a green boy beater which matched her green pizza toe shoes (don't you love my vocabulary?!). Her hair was wavy and down, flowing long to the bottom of her shoulder bones and she carried a black binder. Merlin, her and her notes.
"Right, cause I'm gonna go in these", he stood up to reveal blue plaid pajama bottoms and an old Greenday concert tee shirt.
"Well hurry up then!" She shooed, obviously getting frustrated. He decided to play along.
'Why Miss Granger, are you worried we will be late?" he asked, his warm breath lingering on her blushing face.
"Shove off Draco."
"Won't be long!" With that he rushed upstairs to take a extremely quick shower and put on appropriate clothing. He found a blue tee shirt, put it on, and over top a red and white striped collared long sleeve shirt, her rolled up the sleeves and pulled on some fraying jeans. He slipped into some skate shoes and headed downstairs to the waiting Hermione while messing up his hair with gel.
"Lets go, lets go!"
"So, its going to be a masquerade, correct?" Hermione asked excitedly.
"Yup," the Ravenclaw prefect Daaleigha. (A/N It IS supposed to be spelt with 2 A's.) said smiling, it was obvious both the girls were happy. On the other hand, Head boy Draco and prefect Hufflepuff Tristan, were not so enthusiastic, they exchanged, if-it'll-make-them-happy glances.
"So what are we having for decorations?" Tristan asked.
It was the day of the dance, all houses were excited, classes were shortened to allow for everyone to get ready. The excitement and nerve in all the students was not helping classes run smoothly. The dance was started at seven, and went until one, which wasn't an inappropriate time, it was Friday for Merlin's sake, let'em party once and a while! When potions for Slytherin and Gryffindor ended, Draco and Hermione walked back to their common room together, an awkward silencing looming in between them.
"So I had a question Hermione." He said slowly, pacing his words.
"Mmm?" she asked, cradling her books to her chest.
"You aren't going to the dance with anyone yet are you?"
"I've had a few ask, but no, I haven't agreed to anyone."
"Yeah, me either."
Hermione smiled. She could feel what he was getting at. And she liked it, very much so.
"Well I was thinking," He continued. "It would look sort of lame if we were all alone, I mean-"
"Yes Draco, I will go with you."
"You knew what I meant?"
She walked a little closer to him. "Yea."
They reached their common room. Hermione glanced over at the clock on the wall.
"Crap! It's already three thirty! I have to get ready!"
"Mya, you have over three hours." Draco said, smirking at her anxiety.
"Did you just call me Mya?" She asked tilting her head.
A/N: Might be a while before I update again, school starting again and all. I know, bad ending but apparently there is this thing called sleep that I need. Next chapter, Break Me. Halloween Dance!