It's a Date

"Hermione! Over here!"

Hermione turned. "Hey Shel!" she waved back at her best friend. "C'mon," she said briskly to an exasperated Draco as she dragged him over. Shelby squealed as she squeezed the life out of Hermione. When she finally let go, Hermione was breathless and red in the face.

"Hi to you too." She said. Quickly, she pulled Draco forward. "Draco, Shelby, Shelby, Draco."

Shelby Keen twirled a strand of wavy blonde hair between her fingers as her cerulean eyes swept Draco up and down quickly. "Please to meet you." Draco looked away carelessly and shrugged.

"Fine, ignore me." Shelby dropped her hand and rolled her eyes. So much for good impressions. Hermione thought as she shook her head.

Draco trugged ahead. Hermione was about to follow when Shelby pulled her away.

"What?" Hermione asked, then before Shelby could say anything, Hermione said "I know, he's kinda a jerk sometimes, but he could be really sweet—"

Shelby giggled. "Girl, relax. He's mysterious. If he wants to be sofisticated, hey, be my guest. That's guys. Heck, if you weren't dating him, I'd go right up—"

"Don't you DARE," Hermione bopped her on the arm. "Where's Byron?" Shelby and Byron had been going out for a long time, Hermione had seen him loads of times before.

"On the way here." Shelby said casually.

"Correction" said a voice behind them. "Here already."

"Byron!" Shelby threw her arms around him. Hermione hung back, grinning. Shelby seemed to catch herself. She let go and cleared her throat. "This is Her—"

"Mione" Byron finished. He grinned. "I know."

"Right." Shelby flushed. She turned to Hermione. "Umm, that- that Draco guy…"

Hermione mentioned him over. "Draco, this is Byron."

"Pleased to meet you," Byron said, extending a hand.

Draco glanced at it, managed a half-shrug, and slauntered off again.

Byron hastily dropped his hand. "Uh, we'd better go." He put his arm around Shelby.

Hermione went up to Draco and resisted the growing temptation to kick his ass. "Draco, what the hell's you're problem? Can't you at least be polite?"

Draco looked at her through narrowed eyes. "Hey, it's not my problem you dragged me out here. Did I want to come? No."

Hermione looked up at him. "Are all Slytherins like you?"

She could tell she had caught him by surprise. Before waiting for him to answer, she looped her arm through his and lugged him after Shelby and Byron.

"Oh. My. God."

"What?"

"Is he it?"
"Huh?"

Cloe gave Hermione a look. "Your boyfriend! Duh!" she fliped her ebony hair around and striked a pose. "I'm in love. Do you think he'd go for me?"

"Oh yeah," Hermione said with sarcasm dripping from the words. "He'd take one look at you and flip out." Yeah right, like Draco's that kind of person. She secretly thought to herself.

"Mm, thanks!" She put on a sexy face. "Do you think he'd like my outfit?"

"He'd be crazy not to." Hermione replied.

They set out, the girls up front chatting while Byron remained behind to introduce a very annoyed Draco to countless fasinating facts about cars.

Izzabella checked Draco out from afar when she first saw him. With her pale ivory hair and rosy cheeks, it wasn't hard to see how she managed to drag along an equally goodlooking boy with her. Jean clearly cared as much about his hair as Izzabella did hers. Every so often he would run his fingers through his hair and make sure his mahogany plait was perfectly jelled before returning to the conversation. He soon joined Draco and Byron as the girls walked up ahead again.

They met Lizza around the corner. She smiled at Hermione in greeting, then turned beet red as she looked Draco up and down. When Hermione asked where she'd gotten that pretty flower in her flaming scarlet hair, Lizza hastily told her that Myke had given it to her.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Hermione said, all the time wondering when Draco was going to do something sweet for her too. "You go, Myke!" He grinned. "Ahh, it was nothin'" His words embordered a slight accent. His tanned skin and blond hair indicated he was from Texas, most likely a cowboy. "The movie starts in 10, people."

Safe from the boys, the others burst into giggles.

"He is so cute!" Cloe gurgled, clutching her heart with her fist. "I love him, Hermione, I do!"

"I'm impressed," Izzabella said, "You really weren't lying on MSN. He is every kinda hot."

Before Hermione could reply, she was washed over with "Oh he's so cute" and "You are so lucky"s. She sighed and kept quiet the whole time, grinning to herself.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! "

Shelby was white with fear and clutched Byron with shaking hands.

The killer scene was on, and Hermione wasn't enjoying it. Draco, she could tell, was enjoying it thoroughly, though he hid it well. Hermione's heart hammered as the next scene came on.

D-don't open that…

Maybe just one peak…

N-no-no it's…

Creeaaakkk….

What's that?

What?

Y-you didn't hear it?

No, I—

AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Hermione screamed and grabbed Draco's arm.

"What the hell—"

AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Hermione screamed louder and pressed her face hard on Draco's sleeve.

"What's your problem!" he hissed as he tried to pull away, but stopped. "Why you shaking for?"

"I-is it over?"

"Yeah. Some Gryffindor you are."

Hermione let go of Draco, still trembling from the fright. "Whew." She brushed her hair aside.

ROAAAARRRR!

The girls screamed their heads off again.