Hermione sat at the table nervously, not touching her breakfast. It was the first day of school. A few days ago they had purchased everything they would need, including clothes. Hermione had chosen to wear a pair of faded, tight jeans and a long-sleeved black top. She stared blankly at her bowl of muesli, absently wondering why Draco had bought it in the first place. Once he actually tasted them, he got up without a word and dumped the rest of it into the sink.
Hermione stifled a giggle. If a salesman came to our door, Draco would probably buy every product he had, she thought.
Suddenly, Draco said from right behind her, "Let's go"
Hermione turned round. Her jaw fell about five feet.
Draco was wearing...well, basically, clothes that made him look…
Incredibly stupid.
Hermione fell about with laughter. Draco looked confused.
"What?"
"You-you c-can't we-wear that!"
"Why not?"
"Oh, nevermind, nevermind...nothing. You can wear it if you want, but just don't make me look at you"
Draco eyed her suspiciously for a minute, but consented and went upstairs to change.
Wait...was that a 'Damn Mudblood' she just heard?
"Here we are," Hermione announced, parking the car. "Maux High." Though it looked grand and important, it radiated a sense of authority that seemed
"What kind of name is 'Maux'? It's stupid." Draco scowled.
Not as stupid as your choice of clothes, thought Hermione, choking back a snicker.
Draco gave her a "Did you forget to take your medication?" look and started up the steps to the high school. Hermione followed more timidly, her heartbeat quickening. It had been years since she had attended a normal school. She would probably be classified as an outcast as soon as she set foot into the classroom. Probably. Maybe. Okay...maybe not?
Right. She walked cautiously into the hall and looked around for Draco. He had pulled his disappearing act. Idiot. She didn't need him. She continued her trek down the hallway, expecting everyone to stare. (AN: Don't forget, she hasn't been in a Muggle school since she was ten) No one even noticed her. That was a relief. Breathing more normally, she pulled out her schedule and refered to it. Classroom 2-C. History class. Hermione groaned. Just great. She knew nothing about Muggle history. Stopping in front of the proper room, she took a few deep, calming breaths. Here's to failure and humiliation.
She stepped in, squeezing her eyes shut, waiting for the expected outroar at...what? She didn't know, but at something. Her clothes? Hair?
Nothing happened. Opening her eyes, she observed the scene. A few people were flirting, some reading, others staring off into space. But everyone busy doing their own thing, ignoring the unimportant new kid. Nobody had even noticed her entry. Also, she noted quietly that they just about looked the same as her. The normal, average people, anyway. That excepted the popular people donning fancy, branded stuff and the goth people sporting black, black and...black.
Maybe school wouldn't be so bad, after all.
Draco strolled lazily along the hallway. Muggles...yeech, he thought. All pathetic. Just then, he caught sight of a few girls eyeing him up. He winked and gave his most conceited smile. They almost literally melted. Too easy. He sauntered into the classroom and plopped down into the nearest seat. This Muggle school thing was a synch.
After looking around and deciding that everybody wasn't worth noticing, Draco slouched back in his seat and stared ahead.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw someone slip into the classroom. All he took in was that she was a girl...and heading towards him. He pretended not to notice and resumed doing nothing.
"Hey."
Draco looked round very slowly, trying to act indifferent. An incredibly gorgeous girl was standing over him. She had long black hair and piercing blue eyes. A perfect figure and complexion.
Draco simply grunted, mostly because he was too tongue-tied to say anything. What the...since when had he not have a smooth line handy?
"I'm Alexis," she said in a soft, silky voice. Bending down, she whispered seductively in his ear, "Meet me after school at the side gate tomorrow."
She trailed her fingers lightly over Draco's shoulder and the upper part of his arm before gliding away, hips swaying. And hiding a triumphant smirk.
Whoa! Draco slumped into his chair. Whoa! He felt emotionally drained. No girl had ever managed to get the upper hand with him before. It was always him who watched them sweat and fluster. He had to meet this one.
No, no, don't worry. In the end Draco WILL NOT fall in love with Alexis...just be patient...Hermione will make a comeback.