Chapter Fourteen – Shopping and a Movie

Hermione and Draco made their way through the overly crowed muggle malls. Hermione, who was dressed normally, blended in. Draco, however, stuck out badly, with his silvery-blonde hair and long robes. Hermione finally reached the store which she was looking for.

"Here, follow me" She said, steering through the crowds, right into a shop on their left. "I'm assuming you've never shopped for muggle clothing before?" Hermione asked, as if he was some average pure-blooded idiot. Draco scowled.

"As much as I hated it, I have gone muggle shopping. Once." He stated, distaste lacing in his voice. Hermione's eyebrows shot up. "You've met my mother. I'm starting to think that she's becoming fond of muggles…" He added, scowling. Hermione chose not to answer that statement.

"Well, if you've gone shopping before, go ahead and pick out your clothes" Hermione said, shooting Draco a challenging look. He returned it.

"I will" He said simply, before turning around and walking towards the Men's section. Hermione busied herself by heading towards the Women's section. 20 minutes later, she heading off towards the men's section, hoping Draco hadn't found any trouble. It didn't take 20 minutes to pick out clothes, especially for guys. Or so Hermione thought.

She found him soon enough. He was just coming out of the dressing room, with his newly picked clothes draped over his arms. Hermione was mildly curious as to what he picked out. "Having fun?" She asked amusedly. Draco gave her a pointed look.

"Not as bad, shopping alone. Let's get out of here." He said, walking towards the checkout line. Hermione followed him. Since when did Draco know how to muggle shop? Hermione thought, obviously surprised. After they had paid and left the shop, Hermione turned to Draco.

"What do you want to do now? I don't see our mothers anywhere. They've been spending an awful lot of time together, haven't they?" She muttered. Draco looked thoughtful for a moment.

"What else is there to do in this dratted muggle place?" He asked, looking around. Hermione laughed slightly.

"Its been awhile since I've been shopping in a muggle place…" She stating, thinking. "We could see a movie.." She said finally, before remembering that Draco didn't have the faintest clue what a movie was. "Oh, a movie is—" She started to explain, before she was cut off by Draco.

"—moving pictures, forming a story, recorded on film." Draco finished, in a bored monotone. Hermione looked shocked. Why on earth does he know so much about muggles? He knows more than Aurthur Weasley! Hermione thought.

"How do you know what a movie is?" She asked curiously. Draco snorted in the most dignified way.

"I am no muggle lover, but my mother did live in a town that was mostly muggle before she went to Hogwarts. I suppose she learned a lot about muggle inventions then, and found the absurd need to show me them to me when I was growing up." Draco said. Hermione, still surprised, simply nodded.

"Interesting. I suppose you should get changed into muggle clothing now. You're drawing a lot of attention." Hermione suggested. And indeed, he was. "I believe there's a washroom you can change in, just around the corner" Hermione stated, becoming Draco to follow her.

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Five minutes later, Draco came out of the restroom, in his new muggle clothing. Hermione's mouth nearly dropped at the sight of him. What are you doing?! ARE YOU INSANE?! You're staring, quite obviously, at Draco Malfoy, your long time archenemy! "Like what you see?" Draco asked, wearing his infamous Draco Malfoy smirk. Hermione snapped out of her thinking right away, countering his comment with an annoyed look.

"You should wear muggle clothing more often." Hermione stated nonchalantly, unable to think of anything else that wouldn't stroke his ego further. He was wearing a black shirt, that clung to him slightly, outlining his perfect body, and black pants. On top of the tight shirt, he wore a shimmery black button-up collard shirt, left open. It seemed to be made out of some sort of fluid black material. "Anyways, where to now?" Hermione asked, changing the subject. Draco simply smirked.

"How about a movie? I doubt we're in any kind of rush." Draco suggested. Hermione nodded, before the two proceeded to the theaters. Both were silent the entire way.

"Hmm. What movie would you like to see?" Hermione asked, looking at the posters. Draco pointed to one, which made Hermione cringe. "The Ring? Are you sure? Its suppose to quite frightening…" Hermione said, biting her lip.

Draco paused for a moment. She really does look cute when she bites her lip like that. He thought. He looked her up and down before replying her. Hermione shifted under Draco's gaze.

"My my, what's this? Potter's best friend, partner in crime, scared of moving pictures. This is quite interesting, indeed…" He sneering, making Hermione shudder. His voice sounded almost identical to his Father's.

"Scared? I think not. I was merely worried that the movie would be too much for you." Hermione retorted. Draco smirked. He put his arm around her, pulling her forward towards the ticket counter.

"Don't worry about me" He whispered in her ear, sending waves of shivers up and down her body. He removed his arm.

"Two tickets to the showing of The Ring, please" Hermione asked the lady behind the counter. Draco and Hermione each paid their ticket and went inside. The movie didn't start for another 15 minutes.

"I think we need to talk" Hermione stated, looking at him. His facial expressions were unreadable. He looked at her expectantly.

"Why did you kiss me?" She asked bluntly, looking at him. There was no shyness, timidness or embarrassment in her voice whatsoever. Draco looked at her blankly. Great! Fucking Great! NOW what am I suppose to say? Damn Mother and her "True Feelings" charm! He thought furiously.

"I don't know" Draco replied honestly. "Why did you kiss back?" He asked, looking at her with interest.

"I don't know" Hermione replied, also truthfully.

"Must have been the charm, then" Draco said dismissively.

"But that's just it! That room just revealed our true feelings towards each other!" She said anxiously. Draco sighed. There was no way he was going to be able to run away from his feelings. Hell, she even knows WHAT my feelings are towards here! Bloody fucking hell! Draco thought.

"Well then, we can either ignore our true feelings, or act upon them" Draco said, as if the answer was simple. Hermione looked thoughtful, as if this was a hard question in school.

"Which do you choose?" Hermione asked curiously. Draco was silent. "Obviously, you'll want to ignore your true feelings. Because of your father, and all." Hermione stated, a bit of coolness lacing her voice.

Her words pierced him a like a cold knife. Of course. Father. The control freak. I've lived under his view, opinions and oppression for 15 years. Its time to put an end to it. I'm not a Malfoy for nothing. Malfoys obey nothing. Draco thought viciously.

"Fuck father" Was all that Draco said. Hermione looked up at him, surprised.

"Does this mean..?—" Hermione asked, but was cut off as Draco claimed her lips. When the broke apart, Draco answered her question.

"Yes" He replied shortly, just before the lights dimmed and the movie began.

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Two and half hours later, Hermione and Draco stepped out of the theater. Hermione was slight shaken. She was quite spooked by the movie, but she didn't show it. Draco, on the other hand, found it slightly disturbing, but he too didn't show it.

"What now?" He asked, as they once again stepped into the main part of the mall. It was still filled with people, only less crowded.

"We could go home, I suppose. I only live about 2 blocks away. We could walk." Hermione said. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Walk?" He asked. Hermione laughed at his spoilt attitude.

"Yes, walk, Draco. It where you move one foot in front of the other—" She explained, laughing.

"Yes, I know what walking is, thank you." Draco replied, with a slight coolness.

"Right then. Shall we be going?" Hermione asked, changing the subject. Draco nodded. They quickly made their way to the end of the mall, and out the door, in pursuit of the Granger home.

Author's Note: Oh my goodness, its been too long. I went on vacation (California!) and I've been buried in schoolwork, plus all the Christmas rush… –faints- Hopefully I'll be able to update often. :o) I'm overwhelmed with the number of reviews that came through while I was offline… Wow! 0o I wish I could answer them all right now, but I don't have time… -frowns-

I think this chapter might have been OOC and rushed. Hopefully not, butwhat do you guys think?

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