The Bachelorette Chapter 2

Authors Note: Up to my 2nd chapter already! This one is starting from Draco's POV... what will he do once he realizes who the Bachelorette is? (That's next chapter!)
I have been slow keeping up with updating - I'm so sorry everyone! Please forgive me.

This kind of story has been done before, I know, but I assure you I am trying my hardest to come up with a unique plot. If any part of the plot (excluding the Bachelorette show idea) I post sounds like it's been done before, I just want to say that it's not intentional and all ideas come from the top of my head. Well literally.

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Malfoy Inc.

-Knock knock-

'Come in.' Malfoy said.

Blaise Zabini strode briskly through the door, and composed himself before speaking.

'Malfoy, as you have been aware, our shares have been taking quite a dip recently, and to boost our company's stock, the management have decided to enter one of our leading, and single, managers in a new TV show that Wiz
TV is guaranteeing full media coverage and publicity.' Zabini said in one breath.

There was no response from Malfoy. Zabini studied the back of the black leather chair that faced him for a few moments before continuing.

'The thing is, we had only a limited amount of time to make our decision and you were the most obvious choice for us.'
There was silence again. Now Zabini was really starting to get worried. This was not like Malfoy, and anything that seemed out of ordinary with him was, well, frankly quite unnerving.

'Malfoy?' Zabini tapped his fingers on the desk in front of him impatiently, even though it was probably not such a good thing to do in this situation. 'I'm waiting for an answer.'

'And I am just supposed to go along with this and not raise any objections?' Malfoy finally drawled in an impassive voice. 'Has it not occurred to you, that maybe, there would be better ways of raising Malfoy Inc.'s profit levels than lowering myself to entering TV shows?'

'You need to understand, that this will benefit all of us here. Everybody watches the Wiz TV channel, and if you can charismatically flash our products at the camera when necessary, and win them over to our company's
products, then the gold to be made will be unbelievable.'

Malfoy entertained the notion for a few seconds before asking, 'What is the name of the show again?'

Zabini had to repress a sympathetic smile before replying, 'The Bachelorette'.

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Hermione was flustered. She hadn't gotten much sleep the night before and now she had to turn up at a flipping TV show studio, and act like she was a sophisticated and beautiful Bachelorette that men would actually COMPETE
for! The only thing that she had been looking forward to was torturing a certain Draco Malfoy. Personally, though, that didn't make her much happier.

Ginny had said that she was a makeover waiting to happen. As she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, she could see nothing but flaws. Her eyes were a boring shade of brown. Her hair was also a boring shade of brown. Her
nose was slightly too big. She even had a slight smattering of freckles which she had gotten when she holidayed with her parents in Spain. She honestly could not see where Ginny gotten her idea from.

Hermione glanced over at the clock. 8 o'clock. Surely that wasn't too early to go over to Hannah Abbot's place and ask her advice on this. She and Hannah had become tight over the years, from her being Ron's fiancé–‘. They
had spent a lot of time together and she had come to rely on her unfailing fashion sense. She would be able to help her sort out of this mess she had gotten herself into.

Grabbing a pinch of floo powder, she tossed it into her fireplace's waiting flames and said loudly and clearly, 'Hannah Abbot, 134 Rosilda Place.'

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Draco Malfoy was not a happy man. After all, he was set to enter a show where he would have to compete, yes, compete, for a woman's hand in marriage. Like he even wanted to get married in the first place! He was quite content with a bachelor's life, and had no complaints on the freedom it gave him.

And anybody who looked at him could probably tell that he was a man who hardly needed to compete for a woman's heart. It was a rare man who matched Draco's looks, charisma and arrogance. Three things that pretty much all women loved in a man.

However, the management's instructions were clear. He had to do his utmost, and flaunt his charm the best he could to stay on the show for as long as possible. No, it wouldn't do if the Malfoy Inc. bachelor got rejected at the
first rose ceremony. He had to battle it out, and if possible get married to the Bachelorette, unwilling as he was to give up the single life.

It didn't matter what he did after that, as long as the company got lots of publicity. After all, it was his responsibility to make sure Malfoy Inc. retained its
position as one of the wizarding world's leading producers of all things magical.

But as he apparated to the grand entrance to the main Wiz TV Studio, he could feel his resolution tightening. He would keep up with the facade for as long as necessary and it wouldn't matter if hearts got broken along the way.

The redhead at the reception gave him what she probably thought was a sexy and demure look as he strode pass.

'Ah yes. Mr. Malfoy, I presume?' A cheery looking youth with striking black hair materialized out of nowhere. 'Please come this way. There are contracts to be signed and introductions to be made.'

Malfoy headed in the direction the youth had pointed, and thought, not for the last time, what exactly he would do to the management when he was finished with the show. Restructuring? Yes. Demoting? Yes. Humiliating? YES.

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Hannah Abbot squealed with delight after Hermione finished explaining.

'Hannah, you're scaring me.'

'Oh yes, I'm sorry about that dear. It's just that it sounds so exciting!' She went on dreamily 'To think, you can have your pick of 15 eligible - not to mention, totally hot - bachelors!'

Hermione tried not to smile. 'Hannah, remember Ron? You're engaged you know!'

Hannah broke out of her reverie. 'Huh? Right, I was just, uh... expressing my views,' she finished lamely.

Hermione gave up and grinned warmly. 'Yeah I know,' she said with a wink.

'Well,' she began with a manic gleam in her eye. 'Shall we get you ready then?'

'Please don't go too crazy,' Hermione pleaded. 'Why don't we call Ginny over too?' To make sure you retain our sanity, she silently added.

'Now that's a good idea! We can have an early morning girl's only makeover party, and you -' -She pointed at Hermione with a flourish- '- can be our
OBJECT OF TRANSFORMATION!'

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It was 10 o'clock precisely. Hermione Granger stood outside the extravagant looking entrance hall of Wiz TV studio. She could see the reception desk inside and passed through the glass doors towards it.

A youth with jet black hair appeared next to her instantly. 'You must be Miss Hermione Granger, our Bachelorette! Please come this way, there is much to be done today.'

Hermione accepted the arm he held out, and walked deeper into the building.

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Hope you liked this chapter! I am trying to make the chapters longer and
more detailed. It's hard! -whines-. Lol

Snowyangel83: Thank you for the long review! The men were all notified at the same time as Hermione (apart from Draco) as that was what I intended. I hope that clears things up a little!

And to all my other reviewers: THANK YOU! Also to my beta, Drakulya. Hehehe you rock. I bet you feel appreciated.
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