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WolfWytch—I'm sorry about the lack of sex scenes, but I do need to form a plot too! Lol! I don't know when I'll get around putting another steamy scene in, cause Hermione goes back home after the ball, but maybe I'll slip one in.
Lazybum Carmela Ana Zanna—HaHa! If I got Draco Malfoy/Tom Felton in a dressing room alone, or with other people I don't fucking care, I'd do him too! No shame!
Ashlie and Ashley—You don't think Eminem is cute! Oh gosh he's so hot! I have three huge posters of him on my walls (along with Johnny Depp and Tom Felton). Let's see movie stars…my favorite actor is Johnny Depp. Hands down. I also liked Brad Pitt in Troy, Tom Cruise in Minority Report, Steve Buscemi (because he's hilarious in every role he does), Bruce Willis in Armageddon (I cry like a baby), Jim Carrey. Those are a good handful. My favorite music artist is Eminem. I also like Usher (Yeah), Green Day, The Killers, The Strokes…yup.
Flirtashuzsh0rty—I'm glad you liked the spanking part! And the dress.
Donttouchmysexyferret—Spanking part, you liked it too? Well, I'm glad I put it in there then cause I've been getting lots of compliments on that scene! And yes, we all know Draco is whipped, even though he is in denial. I haven't watched Edward Scissorhands since I was little, but I remember liking it. "Pirates" is the greatest movie of all time. I could watch that every day if I had time. The other GREAT Johnny Depp movie is called "Don Juan DeMarco" go rent it! Or buy it! MY Draco!
Dracosgurl4evr—I am not sure how it violated the "guidelines". Thanks for the compliments.
Lindabelle—I don't know what I did wrong. They just said I violated guidelines. I have received my story back, I'll try and re-post in soon. And no I didn't save it…that's why I needed someone to email it to me. Thanks for reviewing.
Lacheln—No! Blaise will not disappear, he's Draco's best friend (except for Hermione of course…cough or maybe not) and Draco will always need manly comfort, relief, and advice…the ball comes NEXT chapter.
HuGs N KiSsEs 1411—guidelines are stupid. My chapter had you off your seat? Awesome! Don't worry about my story, I got it back from some others. Thanks anyway!
Pyromanic—Yes, yes Draco is a HOTTIE. Thanks for reading my stories.
Chaotickittie-ilovedraco—I'm not sure if I am going to start anymore stories. I would like to write one in which they meet later after Hogwarts, but I start college this year so I might not…idea still pending.
Strawberrylemonade520—Hey! Just a side note, I LOVE to drink S.lemonade. Yeah, Narcissa is being bitchy isn't she? Well, she IS a Malfoy. She's gonna take a while to grow fond of Hermione too, just like Draco took his time.
Stefix3—Sorry you didn't get a chance to read the Sequel! I'll re-post it one of these days, hopefully they won't delete it again…or deactivate my account completely.
Degrassichick—yeah, Johnny did everything possible to get out of his contract with 21 Jump Street. Haha. I've never seen an episode, oh well…
Daretodream322—Yup, Blaise needs a girl doesn't he? To release all his sexual tension lol. Haha! Don't worry you aren't perverted…or if you are, then I am too! Sorry for the lack of steamy scenes! But you know me, they'll appear eventually. And yes, Johnny Depp IS friggin hot.
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Kara Black—Yes! You've seen Don Juan? Awesome! I saw Finding Neverland I theaters, and I just watched it the other day and YES it is VERY good. Brilliant acting by EVERYONE in the cast. Thanks for thinking Draco and Hermione are "cute" I hope they aren't just appearing as lustful teenagers.
Malfoy'sAngel—Kai (the gay guy) was great wasn't he? I loved him. He's based off a real person! Draco's family's reaction will come NEXT chapter. I hope I am not kicked off too! Thanks!
Fireballazur—Johnny Depp is my hero too! What a coincidence! Lol! PLEASE email me the Johnny Depp in towel and BOOTS! Woo woo! I would greatly appreciate it! I don't think you've updated your story yet! Get on it! Lol.
Sammeh—I don't know any different when it comes to Inuyasha. I've only seen what's on CN, and nothing else, so it seems fine to me. I don't read manga, I've only seen two episodes and drawings my cousin has drawn of him and Kagome. She's a wicked artist. And nope, Blaise is not gone forever! He's one of my favorites! I'll re-post the "mudblood" sequel soon…
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Lilred-07—They took your sequel off again as soon as you posted it? Mmm…I was going to re-post my "Mudblood" sequel…maybe I'll just rename it…hopefully they won't notice and deactivate me.
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On with the story! (And sorry I know a lot of you were anticipating the Ball scene now, but it's not until next chapter!)
Chap. 5 Getting Ready and Talk of House ElvesFriday came quickly. The Malfoy/Black family reunion gala was soon approaching, nary a day left, it was today. In four hours to be exact. It was to start at seven o'clock and Hermione was a mess.
Draco walked into his mother's room, and looked around for a few seconds until his mother inquired to what he was doing.
'I am looking for that woman of mine…' Draco sighed, 'I peeked into her room and she wasn't there, I was wondering if she maybe came in here for desperate advice or something.'
'Well, no, Draco she is not in here. Perhaps she is off picketing with "anti-house elf slavery" signs…'
'Now, now, be nice Narcissa.' Draco scolded in a high voice, mimicking his mom.
'Don't poke fun at me Draco Lucius Malfoy, and you better not called me "Narcissa" again. I am your mother, now go make sure your fiancée isn't preventing the house elves from setting up for the ball.'
Draco mockingly saluted her, turned on his heel and left.
Draco ran down the stairs and into the ballroom where house elves were indeed working.
'Haven't seen Hermione have you?' He addressed to them all.
Many no's were heard and Draco was about to leave, but one house elf walked up to him timidly.
'Yes? Have you seen her?' Draco asked the female elf.
'Yes, master. Illia thinks me's seen her upstairs, sir. Illia was walking bys her room, sir, heard bustling in her bathroom, sir.'
'All right, thanks.' Draco said quickly, then dashed out of the room.
Draco took the stairs back up two at a time. He walked down the hall, and into Hermione's room that connected with his.
'Hermione?' He called as he walked in.
He saw Hermione's dress lying out on her bed.
'Hermione?'
He then heard a faint groan coming from her bathroom.
He walked over and knocked, but the door opened a bit when he knocked so he opened it fully.
'Hermione, I'm coming in…' He warned as he walked in.
He saw a nearly naked Hermione lying lazily on the tiled floor in black lace undergarments.
'Oooh, now this is what I like walking in on…' Draco teased. 'What are you doing on the floor, baby?'
'I give up, Draco.' She told him in a whine.
'Hermione Granger? Giving up? Never…' He jeered. 'But for curiosity's sake, what exactly are you giving up on?'
'This "gala". I am never going to fit in. All the Malfoy's will hate me. I will look too showy in that dress, my hair is too poofy, and they'll just hate me I know it. I tried doing heavier make-up to accentuate something I used to like about my body, which are my eyes, but I just looked like a hooker so I rubbed it off. And now I decided just to spend the remainder of the night here on your floor.'
'Rubbed off heavier make-up, eh? Is that what's all over your face?' Draco asked, folding his arms and leaning up against the door.
Hermione leaned forward to look into the vanity. It looked like she had black dirt smudged all over her face. She then collapsed back onto the floor.
'…yes.' She sighed.
Draco laughed at his fiancée's pitiful state.
'First of all, Hermione, get off the floor,' He said walking over to her and pulled her up, 'second of all, not all of my relatives will hate you, third of all, you do not look too "showy" in that dress. Now, if you walked downstairs in the little ensemble you've gone on now, maybe you could be classified as "showing off". Fourth of all, your hair is fine…'
'Oh yeah, Draco, that coming from a man who ridiculed me hair for six years.'
'We don't talk about those times remember?'
'Fine…'
'Fifth of all,' he continued, 'you don't need heavy make-up. You are gorgeous naturally. And last but certainly not least, you can't spend all night up here because I need a savior during this party. And you are the chosen one my love.'
'I don't want to be…' She whined leaning on him, not even trying to fully stand up.
'Well, you must, and as much as I would love to stand and hold your scantily dressed body all day, I cannot. I too must go get all, for lack of a better word, dolled-up.'
Hermione groaned, but in an agreeing manner.
'Good,' Draco said as he kissed her forehead, 'now when you are done just come on over to my room and then we'll wait until that horrible hour in which my family will arrive.'
Hermione nodded as he left the bathroom. Two seconds later he popped his head back in.
'Yes?' Hermione asked.
'You have three hours to get ready by the way.'
'All right, thanks.'
He nodded and left her sight again.
Hermione looked in the mirror and laughed at herself.
All right, Hermione, don't get all frazzled about this. It's only his ENTIRE family… whom will all despise you because of your heritage. She told herself.
Hermione washed her face again, and started over. This time she put on light cream colors and light caramels and browns. She smiled, satisfied with herself. She grabbed a tube of golden bronzer and applied it to her chest and arms, so she would glitter gold in the light.
Draco will like that. She thought.
Hermione then ran around the bedroom a bit, drying the bronzer before she put on her dress. She then remembered her dress was a light white color. She looked down at her black garments and sighed.
'Now I have to change bra and underwear too.'
She thought to herself for a moment. She then grabbed her wand and conjured a new set of underwear. Nude colored.
'Perfect.'
She quickly threw off the black pieces, substituting them for the nude. Now it was finally time for the dress.
She grabbed the silky dress and slid up her legs and zipped it carefully. She walked over to the mirror and grinned.
'Draco definitely picked out a good dress.'
She again went to the bathroom do attempt to tame her wavy curls.
She stared at herself for a minute or two.
And asked herself, 'What shall I do?'
No magic needed perhaps? She could do it in a snap.
She grabbed her comb and brush, for she was not in a rush.
She pulled and she tugged, but gave up with a shrug.
She was not in the mood to fix her mane, so she grabbed her wand without any shame.
She said a few words, and in no less than a moment or two, her hair was in curls, so fresh and subdued.
She conjured some pearls, that went with her dress, put some in her curls, and some on her chest.
(A/N: HAHA! I'm Dr. Seuss! Did you see how the last eight or nine sentences rhymed with each other!)
Hermione stepped out of the bathroom and decided it was time to go see if Draco was finished.
She opened the door that lead to his room and walked inside. She looked up at a clock, it read 4:45. She only took forty-five minutes to get ready, even through all that rhyming!
'Draco? Are you ready?' She asked.
Draco stepped out of his bathroom with a towel over his head. He was roughly shaking the towel through his hair, drying it. He must have just gotten out of the shower, because he also only had a towel around his waist.
'Draco,' She said in a scolding tone, 'what have you been doing this whole time?'
'Nothing, I –' he began to reply but he finally removed the towel from his head and looked up at her. He stared at her for a few seconds, then a large smile appeared on his smooth, pale (and clean might I add) face. 'You look so beautiful, Hermione.' He then snapped out of his gawking attitude and said, 'I knew that dress was perfect. I picked it out. If I had left it up to you, you would have showed up in a bright pink poofy dress.'
'There's nothing wrong with pink, but I still wouldn't have worn it for your family ball. And yes, you did a fine job of picking this dress out.'
'And you wear it very nicely.' He added with a grin.
'Well, thank you, Draco.'
She then took a seat on his loveseat, waiting for him to get ready. He stared at her, as if waiting for something.
'What?' She asked defensively.
'Are you just going to sit there?'
'Well, what would you like me to do, Draco? You told me to come in and we'd wait for your family to arrive.'
'I can't get ready if some one is just sitting watching me. I'll feel weird…'
'Well, would you like me to close my eyes?' She asked mockingly.
'No. Can't you come back in like twenty minutes?'
'Hey! It's not my fault I was finished before you!' She told him.
'So you're just going to sit there as I do my hair and get dressed?'
'Yes. How long could it take? You have like a total of like five strands of hair in comparison to my own, and you just put on a suit.'
'I don't do my hair magically, so it takes longer.'
'Well, it still shouldn't take more than five minutes. Why don't you just magick it dry?'
'I have to do it myself to make sure it's how I want it.'
'Oh, does little Draco have to make sure every strand is perfect?' She teased in a baby tone.
'I just prefer to do my hair without magic…now see! This is why you can't be in here! You'll just distract me!'
'I'm sorry! I'll be quiet starting…now!'
Hermione then lay back against the sofa and watched Draco with a smile.
Draco went to his closet and took out his finely pressed Italian suit, and hung it up on his bedpost. Then he took out a shoebox from his closet, most likely holding his Italian dress shoes. He went to his vanity mirror and took a comb and began putting his hair JUST how he wanted it.
'I can feel you smirking at me!' Draco shouted as he continued combing.
'I'm not!' She cried with a giggle, 'I swear!'
'Yeah right…' He muttered.
After combing, Draco took a little bit of gel from a tube and rubbed it in his fingers. He looked in the mirror again and applied it conservatively to his blonde locks.
'Draco, why do you comb and shape it perfectly first, just to mess it up with gel?' Hermione asked.
'Is this you being silent, Hermione?'
'No, I was just curious.'
'Let me do my hair the way I want to. It's my hair for cripes sake.'
Hermione laughed again.
'You are so paranoid.' She said quietly.
Draco turned his face to look at her menacingly, she stopped smiling and stiffened her face.
He away from her and grinned to himself. A few minutes later he was finally done with his hair. He reached into a drawer in his vanity and pulled out an expensive looking bottle. He opened it and applied some of its contents onto his hand. He then liberally slapped it onto his neck, chest, and a little on his face and wrists.
'Cologne?' Hermione asked.
Draco turned his face slowly to her.
'No. It's burning liquid that I apply for fun.' He said facetiously.
'I was just asking…' She mumbled, 'You don't have to be so sarcastic.'
Draco then walked over to his dresser drawers and pulled out come black silk socks. He quickly put them on.
'You put your socks on first?' Hermione asked.
'Dear God you ask a lot of questions!' He cried, 'Yes! I put my socks on first, is that a crime? And now I'll take off my towel—' He then dropped his towel to the floor, in which Hermione's eyes looked right to his crotch, and her face turned a deep red, 'and then I'll put on boxers, a beater, and then my suit. If that's okay with you?'
She giggled and nodded.
'Good.' He replied opening another drawer and pulling out black silk boxers and a plain white beater. 'Are these okay with you?' He asked corrosively.
She nodded once again.
He slipped them on and then proceeded to dissect his suit. He first placed on the white, silk dress shirt, followed by the vest and tie, then his pants, and last but not least, his double-breasted jacket. But of course Draco Malfoy also has to have cuff links, so little gold ones sparkled on his wrists.
He turned, arms outstretched, to Hermione.
'Okay, you may talk now.' He told her.
'What do you want me to say?' She asked.
He sighed dramatically.
'I'm just kidding, Draco.' She said with a laugh, 'You look handsome. Very distinguished.'
'Well, thank you. I'm almost done.'
'Almost?' She asked incredulously.
He slipped into his Italian shoes, and then went back to his closet. He pulled out a white rose boutonniere with pearls adorning it.
'It matches your dress. Unfortunately the host has to wear one.'
'I think it finishes your ensemble perfectly.' She smiled, finally standing up.
She waltzed over to him, spinning as she went.
'What are you doing?' He asked her with a dry chuckle.
'Practicing for when we're downstairs.'
'Who said I was going to dance with you?'
'Draco!'
He grinned and stepped close to her and took her hand. He led her to a large mirror and they stared at themselves. He was in a black and white tux and she was in a white gown.
'Oh my god…it looks like we're getting married.' Hermione breathed.
'Shit, I didn't even think about that. Now all my relatives are going to be obsessed with talking about weddings! And children!'
'At least it'll take attention of me.'
'Or draw attention. When they bring up children, they'll bring up the flawless Malfoy/Black bloodline.'
Hermione covered her face with her hands.
'Oh no! Draco, what am I going to do?'
'I'll take care of you, don't worry. I'll defend your honor, mudblood.' He winked.
She frowned at him.
'Come on, Hermione, smile. I was joking.' He looked back at them selves through the mirror. 'We look fucking good together though, don't we?'
She smiled and nodded.
He looked down at her and gently put his hand to her chin and lifted her face towards his. He leaned down and kissed her softly. She turned in the kiss, to place both hands on his chest. She slowly began to slide a hand to his hair, but his hand stopped her.
'That's a no-no, my love.' He told her, 'Do you want me to do my hair all over again?'
She shook her head.
Draco looked up at his clock.
'It's six. We should head down stairs.' He told her.
'Draco,' She said softly grabbing her stomach, 'I'm nervous. Spiders are going crazy in my stomach.'
'Spiders? Don't you mean butterflies?'
'Oh, haha, Harry and I decided to say "spiders" from now on to scare Ronald. He's deathly afraid of them.'
'Yes, I remember from DADA with Lupin.'
'Really? I wouldn't think you to remember something about Ronald from so long ago.'
'It was his biggest fear, why wouldn't I remember that? It could have become very useful information later on.'
'Oh, Draco, you're such a bully.'
He shrugged and led her downstairs.
Draco and Hermione walked into the ballroom where Narcissa was approving or disapproving of decorations by the house elves.
'Oh! Draco, I'm glad you're here.' Narcissa cried as the couple walked in, 'Fountain, or no fountain?'
Draco looked at the item Narcissa was pointing to. It was a large marble water fountain with enchanted water flowing from three places. The water changed colors continuously.
'Oh! It's beautiful!' Hermione said excitedly.
'Well, I guess we'll keep it then, mother.' Draco told her.
'Are you sure it's not too big?' Narcissa asked.
'No. Hopefully not everyone will fit so some will have to leave.' Draco said with a hopeful smirk.
'Stop it, Draco. They are your flesh and blood.'
'Oh yes, and that's very important in this family. I forgot.' Draco snapped.
'Draco, not too long ago you also thought it was very important so mind your mouth.' Narcissa scolded.
Draco rolled his eyes and continued to look around.
'Mother, must we have a guest book? They are all just going to go on about how rich they all are.'
Narcissa began to laugh.
'Draco, you really have turned into a hypocrite!'
'What do you mean by that?' He asked desperately.
'Well, I'll try to remember the quote you wrote in Aunt Autumn's guest book at the 1995 family reunion… ahh yes I remember,' Narcissa clears her throat and begins to quote a thirteen year old Draco, '"This reunion was so boring. My family's mansion is way bigger than yours. This place doesn't even have a conservatory. Mine does. And at my house I get however much chocolate and candy I want. Besides I'm way better looking that your child."'
Hermione snorted.
'Something funny, Granger?' Draco asked.
'You were so snobby and spoiled!' Hermione laughed.
'I cannot believe you remembered that, mother.' Draco scowled.
'It was very embarrassing as a mother, Draco.' Narcissa replied, 'Aunt Autumn was rather put-off and she talked to your father about it. However, Lucius thought it was perfectly fine for a boy with your standards to say.'
'That's Lucius Malfoy for ya.' Draco replied.
Narcissa looked up at the clock.
'A half hour, better get ready.' She said.
Narcissa then walked over to the table, where her wand was lying. She pointed to herself and said, 'Ut vestido.'
She immediately transformed, Cinderella-style. Her housedress turned into an ornate deep-crimson gown. Her long blonde hair was twisted up into a detailed twist and she looked very elegant.
'All right house elves! Shoo shoo guests will be arriving soon!' Narcissa bellowed.
The house elves scurried about placing last minute decorations out and then ran from the room.
Hermione frowned, Narcissa noticed.
'Hermione, dear, you really must begin to realize that this is what house elves are bred for. You wouldn't put cow on a racetrack and expect it to win, would you? And you wouldn't attempt to milk a horse.'
Draco cringed.
'Mother, that's a disturbing analogy.'
'That's completely different, also. Horses and cows are not of the same intelligence as we are, not even close.'
Narcissa laughed.
'Oh dear, dear, ha ha, neither do house elves. I don't blame you for not knowing, seeing how you've been raised in a house of muggles. They aren't accustomed to house elves.'
'Mother, let's just end this argument here shall we?' Draco suggested, foreshadowing havoc to erupt at any given time between the two.
'Draco, we're having a completely civilized discussion.' Narcissa told him, 'Don't interrupt.'
'I've spoken to many house elves, and they all seem perfectly capable of living on their own.' Hermione said hastily.
'And I've owned many, so I've visually seen they cannot.'
'Well, what about Dobby? He was freed and he's doing fine.'
'Dobby? He's was crazy. I heard he tried killing a boy at Hogwarts even.'
'That was Harry, but he was only trying to protect him.'
'How do you expect a house elf to survive if when he tries helping a wizard, he ends up putting him in the hospital?' Narcissa asked.
Hermione was silent, she didn't have a rebuttal at the moment. Then the doorbells chimed.
'Thank God…' Draco spoke. 'Come on you two, let's go play hosts and hostess.'
Narcissa flew by Hermione proudly, nearly running towards the door to let in their first guests.
A/N: The Ball and the family's reaction scenes are next! Stay tuned! Oh and by the way, I'm watching Once A Time In Mexico right now, Johnny Depp's in this movie and he's really funny! Except something bad happens to him…