Get Mines, Get Yours:
CHAPTER FOUR:
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Hermione poked at her now cold eggs. Usually her mind was clear and "ready steady eddy" as her father would like to put it but all she had in her head was him. His baby soft blonde hair, his soft lips.
Him. Draco Malfoy. The bane of her existance.
Harry eyed Hermione suspiciously. Something was strange about her today that he couldn't simply point his finger on.
Ron just continued on with his bacon. Naive of the thoughts swimming in his two best friends' heads.
Not too far away, across from the Gryffindor table sat the Slytherins.
Draco noticed Hermione's rather unusual blank facial experssion. He thought of all the possibilities to why she looked rather strange.
"DRA-CO!" Pansy's shrill voice interrupted his thoughts, "What are you thinking about? Probably another devious plan to make those no good, goody-goody two shoes Gryffindors squirm right?"
"Sure Pans." He winced at the poor blonde who was inching towards him.
"Mmkay Drake. I have a secret I must confess." She whispered huskily.
"What is it?" Draco hissed.
Pansy leaned into his ear took a deep breath and whispered, "I missed you. Do you have any plans for tonight?" She grasped him in a death hug around the waist.
"Of course I do! I have Head Duties with Potter's little mudblood." He managed to wheeze out.
But Pansy didn't seem like she bought it.
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"Harry, I almost feel bad for Malfoy. Pansy seems like such a nuisance!" Ron stifled out while helping himself to big bites, "But then again I don't. It's Malfoy. He deserves it."
"I agree." Harry continued on with his scone.
"So mate, what are we going to do this Hogsmeade weekend?" Ron took a quick glance at his best friend Harry Potter.
"I dunno. 'Mione, what would you like to do during this Hogsmeade weekend? It is your birthday you know..."
"What? Who's birthday?" She stopped in the middle of her crossant looked quizically at her two best pals.
Ginny overheard their conversation. "Hermione dearest, didn't you remember it was your birthday? the 24th of September? (A/N: The date was just a guess...I hope you guys don't mind.) Oh well, I guess Head Duties really occupy your mind don't they?"
Although the real reason was her secret relationship with the person she was supposed to hate, she couldn't blurt it out and just decided to agree on what Ginny said, "Yeah, Gins. I mean with all the stuff going on in my life, it's hard to keep up with the times you know?"
"We'll try to understand 'Mione. But where would you like to go?" Harry nodded in agreement and tried to understand.
"Surprise me!"
"We'll make sure it's extremely special, knowing you are turning 18! Right boys?" Ginny glared at them subtly.
"R-Right Ginny." Ron stuttered.
"Aw. Thanks you guys!" She leaned in to give Ginny a hug, and Ron and Harry a peck on the cheek.
And Malfoy couldn't feel anything but a tinge of jealousy as he watched the trio and Weaselette from the opposite table...
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The past week had seemed to flown past Hermione.
Between all the schoolwork the teachers bestowed upon them, managing the Prefects, and Head Duties with Malfoy seemed exceptionally harder.
During their patrols she couldn't bring herself to look at him in the eye. She felt...somehow different. Too different to her own liking.
Whenever Harry and Ron taunted him in the hallways of Hogwarts, she couldn't bring herself to taunt him back.
She questioned whether she should stop.
But Merlin, did it feel good. And strangely right.
The way their bodies reacted together was, simply put, amazing.
But it was so wrong.
Hermione sighed while plopping herself on her four poster bed. The whole week of her birthday just flown past her and she had very little time for herself. She intended on making her 18th birthday worthwhile.
She blew out the candles residing beside her and settled into her cover excited for her birthday tomorrow...
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Draco woke up with a bolt the next morning. He wondered why he woke up so early as he took a glance at the clock on top of him.
'7:45 AM.'
"Shit." He muttered to himself, "It's too early. Even if it is a Hogsmeade weekend." He fixed himself back into a comfortable position, closed his eyes but couldn't achieve the sleep he wanted.
He sat up properly and decided on reading the Verita Serum notes that he slacked off on. Draco grabbed his Potion's book from his dark mahogany desk and tip toed quietly to the Heads Common Room.
He walked over to a squishy green couch and started reading by the light of the crackling fireplace.
An hour later feeling confident in his new found knowledge, he closed the Potion's book and placed it to the side. He heard Granger's door open and stared at her from the corner of his eye so he wouldn't be noticed.
Hermione was wearing a beige sweater which flattered her creamy skin tone, dark washed form fitting jeans, simple dangling silver earrings and pointed two inched black boots.
Her pass the shoulder curly hair was flowing instead of kinking and Draco noticed a hint of gold eyeshadow on her face.
Simply put, Hermione was a real looker now. Who knew mudblood Granger could clean up so well being away from the unflattering, large Hogwarts school uniform? A nuisance uniform which covered her slim figure?
Being brave Malfoy gave her a wolf whistle and Hermione blushed.
"Oh stop it Malfoy." She managed to spit out inspite of her blushing.
He rolled his eyes at her, "You know and I both know that you like the attention Granger. So stop flattering yourself. What's the special occasion?"
"Nothing that you should be concerted about so sod off." Hermione huffed as she turned towards the screen door as she heard someone yell a 'RON!' outside, "Oh well. I suppose those are my friends. Ta-ta Malfoy." She waved back at him.
He watched her leave out the door, "Fuck it, I'll find out where that mudblood is going." Draco huffed towards the bathroom.
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"HARRY! Are we almost there yet? I hate scrambling around the wizarding world in darkness." Hermione felt uncomfortable wandering around with Harry's sweaty palms on her eyelids.
She heard Ron whisper something and Harry peeled off his hands.
"SURPRISE HERMIONE!" She heard multiple people yell at her as she gaped around the room.
Three Broomsticks was decked out in gold and red streamers and the whole Gryffindor tower was there grinning at her like mad.
"Oh my god you guys. Th-Thank you so much! I for once am at a loss of words." She smiled sincerely back at them.
"Well don't just stand there! Sit!" And Ginny pulled out a stool for her as everyone else got comfortable.
"So what would you like, birthday girl?" Madame Rosmerta asked while pulling out glasses of butterbeer.
"Uhm, I think I'd like a butterbeer. What about you guys?"
"Oh Mione, don't worry about us. Just relax and have a good time." Ron smiled at her sincerely as he took a sip from his glass. He was genuinely happy for the girl he liked since third year. Hopefully this year he would have the guts to ask her out.
"Harry, how did you manage to do all of this?" She leaned towards her left and whispered where he was seated at.
"Secret, my dear. Now just enjoy yourself. In a little bit you'll be opening your presents and blowing out your candles." He looked at her with a glint in his eye.
"Okay." She grinned and couldn't believe her friends.
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"So mate, what would you like to do today? I say we pass by for a little sip of butterbeer. What do you say?" Blaise Zabini looked over to Draco.
"Sounds good." The two boys walked over to Three Broomsticks but then stopped at an absolute halt disgusted at what they saw.
Three Broomsticks...covered in GRYFFINDOR COLORS! What was the world coming to?
Draco looked in and found a huge red and gold banner which read, 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERMIONE!'
'So that's why she looked nice...it was her birthday party.' Draco thought to himself.
"Ugh. Let's go Drake. It's a big horrendous Gryffindor party for Potter's mudblood." Blaise scowled at the happy Gryffindors before him.
"Yeah. Let's go. Quickly though...before Pansy spots us." He responded monotonously. Secretly wanting to join that party for some unknown reason. Everyone seemed so genuinely happy for life. Something he would never feel.
It was too late.
"DRAKIE! There you two are. Gosh. You guys. I have been looking all over Hogsmeade for you two." Pansy screeched.
"Well apparantly you haven't been looking hard enough." Draco mumbled and Blaise sniggered.
"What?" She looked up at him.
"I said..." He looked at Pansy's horrendous hot pink ensamble which unflattered her skintone, "That you look very nice today."
"Oh, I knew you would like this outfit!" She gave him another death hug.
"Oh c'mon you two love birds." Blaise Zabini grinned like an idiot as the two followed.
After walking around for several hours Draco stopped at Flourish and Blotts, "Well I think I'm going in. You guys can leave if you want."
"Okay. Whatever mate. We'll see you tomorrow at classes." Blaise grabbed Pansy's arm and pulled her away before she could retort. He knew how dangerous Draco Malfoy could be when interfered with.
"Bye." He pushed the door open and looked around.
What was he doing in the bookstore? He really didn't know. He looked around at the Potions section. And found 'Verita Serum. The Encyclopedia.' He held the heavy book in his hands.
'I bet Granger can use this. I think I'll buy it for her birthday.' He mused and decided to buy it.
"That will be one galleon sir." The book keeper said monotonously.
Without hesitation he pulled out a galleon. "Do you think that can be gift wrapped?" He blurted out.
The book keeper looked at him suspiciously. "Yes it can. Any color preferences?"
"Yes." He stopped and thought of the only thing that was shooting through his mind. The beige sweater that did amazing things to Granger's figure. "Yes. I would like that shimmery beige wrapping sir."
The gift was wrapped and Draco took it. Reliving any suspicisions he charmed the present to a miniature one and kept it in his pocket. And hastily walked out the door.
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Hermione walked out happily with her two best friends and Ginny. She couldn't stop smiling from the events that occured in Three Broomsticks. The presents, the people and her cake.
Her cake was in the shape of Hogwarts and it was sure as heck delicious. It was great that she was able to share her cake with McGonagall and Dumbledore.
She was brought back to reality when she found herself stopping inside Hogwarts.
"Well 'Mione. I guess it's time for us to seperate." Ron started. Hermione stopped him by giving the three of them a huge group hug.
"Thanks you guys! This has been one of the best days of my life. I don't know how to ever repay you back."
"Don't worry about silly things like that. It's just a way to show our appreciation for the things and favors you do for us. Well hope you sleep tight." Ginny ended.
"Thanks once again." She walked up the stairs to the mermaid portrait. She muttered 'sugar plum child' and walked up the teensy flight of stairs that lead to her room. She stopped a step before the door and picked up a beige present which was wrapped beautifully. She opened the letter that was on top of it. In neat script it read:
'Granger,
Happy big 18th. Hope you enjoy the present you recieved. Well you better, knowing it was from a Malfoy. Not everyday do Malfoys give present.
-D. Malfoy.'
Hermione smirked at how he still was arrogant...even while giving a present. She plopped on her bed and carefully tore off the wrapping.
She smiled. 'Verita Serum. The Encyclopedia.'
"Ah." She muttered to herself, "How did he know I've always wanted this!"
If there was one thing she was sure of, it was that her day was nothing but less of amazing.
But if there was onething she was unaware of, it was Draco Malfoy grinning to himself as he watched her from afar...
TBC...
A/N: Did you guys like it? Sorry not a lot of DMHG action but I promise it will be in the next chapter. REVIEW...FLAME. WHATEVER...please?
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