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Hermione stared, then grinned "No, honestly now, I want to know"
"I just told you"
"Me?" Hermione started laughing "You can't be serious, how should I be able to..."
"Listen Granger. Didn't you recognise I did not say I'd want her to fall because I wanted Draco? I gave him up in our third year. Remember how you've slapped him? It had impressed him and he kept saying 'If Granger wasn't a mudblood...'. He's fascinated about you. You just have to make him forget you're a mudblood or to want you so badly that he stops bothering. You know, he got Emilie because of social status. He doesn't even care if she's hurt, he just acts like he does because it keeps his status high. But his acting-abilities seem to fade since his father is in Azkaban and his mother in StMungos..."
"His mother's in StMungo's?"
"Yeah. Insane because of the shame of having a husband in Azkaban... You know, she'd never been clear, though. Lucius beat the brain outta her..."
Hermione stared but decided she wouldn't care about a family like the Malfoys.
"So how do I have to act?"
Pansy rolled her eyes "Do I have to tell you everything? Shorten your skirt a bit more, walk around in your common rooms half naked and stare at his ass or lips. Seduce him"
With that, Pansy stood up and left with the words "I'll take care of Amy"
Hermione stared at the now closed library door. Did she really want to do this? Would she really be able to do this? What would Malfoy do if he found out about this... She was supposed to play with him like she played a game, but if he found out... This game was a dangerous one... She had to sleep about it a night or two, then she would decide...
But the next morning, Hermione realized she had no choice.
When she entered the hall, nearly all the conversations stopped, espacially those of the people standing around Emilie, giving her their birthday-congratulations.
Many people stared openly at Hermione, who heard Pansys voice, talking loudly to anybody
"...yeah, and then they started snogging, right out there on the grounds. Okay, it happened about a year ago, but I'm sure I saw them shotin glances at each other. Of course I don't know if that snogging-story is true, but..." She shrugged and grinned at the girl she had talked to, then decided to continue eating with a huge smile on her face. Hermione had to decide what to do NOW... 'Okay, why not go with it...' A shy smile appeared on Hermiones face and she walked over to the Gryffindor table, staring at the floor and muttering a short spell so she blushed...
"Oh Pansy, you sure know you're talking rubbish, don't you?" Malfoys voice rang through the hall. Hermione hide a small grin, then stood up and stared at him with watery eyes "But... Draco..."
That was it and Malfoy knew it. He stared open mouthed at Hermione who, after being sure nobody looked at her, grinned an evil grin at him. The whole hall was talking, discussing and shoting glances at them from time to time, till Emilie rose her voice "Oh please, you don't really think he'll snog a mudblood..."
Hermione grinned again "Yeah, because he's the nice, polite guy from the neighbourhood... "
The people in the hall ate out of her hand, they hang on her lips now and Hermione enjoyed it. It had to be the same feeling Professor Binns had had when talking about the chamber of secrets...
Everybody knew Draco had this being-evil thing, which made them doubt he wouldn't snog with muggle-borns. He seemed to follow no rules, so they all believed Hermione... Who hadn't even said she'd snogged him...
Hermione ate her breakfast, ignoring the people staring at her, when someone tipped at her shoulder "Happy Birthday Herms..." Hermione turned around and smiled at Ginny, who handed her Bertie Bott's every flavour beans, smiling.
"Thanks Gin... thought everybody had forgotten about me..."
"I would never, as wouldn't Harry or Ron, right? Where are they anyway?"
Hermione pointed over to Amy "Over there. And they DID forget my birthday and I think my existance, too"
Ginny shook her head "I'll talk to them"
"Spare your breath, Gin. I don't care right now" She stood up "Thanks for the beans again" And left for the heads common rooms, for it was Saturday and she had no classes.
She was about to change, when she heard something tap against her Window. It was an owl, obviously one of the school owls... She let it in and took the roll of parchment. The owl headed back out of the window, so she obviously didn't except an answer...
Hermione opened the parchment and was greeted by Dumbledores handwriting
First of all, a very happy Birthday to you, Miss Granger. I hope this 25th of October is a nice day to you.
Now to the reason I sent this owl:
An old Hogwarts-tradition says, that a Halloween ball has to be held. For to make the students forget, for at least a few hours, the danger of Voldemort being out there, I decided to bring this tradition to life again.
The headboy and –girl are supposed to wear their old housecolour – which in your case would be red- with a touch of the others housecolour –which would be green-.
You are free to go to Hogsmeade. The Bill will go to me, for I can't expect you to buy a proper gown of your pocket money.
Of course your companion will be Draco Malfoy, as he is the headboy, and you are supposed to spent the whole evening together, for to show that house rivelry is not needed .
Yours sincerely,
Albus DumbledoreHermione smiled. This fit so ferfectly well into her plan...
She heard voices outside her room, in the common room. She opened the door a bit...
"Everybody's laughing at me, for my boyfriend has snogged a mudblood and..."
"I never snogged her. Would you now be quiet, I want to read this owl..."
"Pansy said you fancied Granger since third year!"
"I'm fascinated with her, she's really strong willed and strong minded. AND you can argue with her on a cultured base"
"You like her more than me..."
"I'll have to go with her to that Halloween Dance Dumbledore spoke to the hall about five minutes ago, after she had left..."
"WHAT? YOU SAID YOU'D GO WITH ME!"
"WILL YOU SHUT UP? The headmaster says I'd have to. So that's the rule."
"You're head. Change the rules"
"I can't just..."
"Fine, then let it be."
"Fine."
"Fine." Emilie turned to leave the common rooms
"FINE!"
"FINE!"
She slammed the portraithole and Draco let himself fall onto a couch "...fine..."