Disclaimer: We own the plot… and we own the name Mina. It's from BooBack's story.
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A/N: I know we left you all with an evil cliffy last time, so this is what happens. If you want to know what is going to happen, you just have to read on. I think this is by far the funniest chapter that we have written so far, and I for one am in love with it, but then again, I wrote it. R&R.
Brittany (BooBack)
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Chapter Four: The Date
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Hermione slammed the door before Ginny could see who Hermione's date was, and before Draco could remember where he had seen that face before.
"Ginny! What is he doing here?" Hermione asked her friend.
"Blaise asked me to go out to dinner and I agreed. He said he would bring a friend for you," Ginny said, walking over to the door and opening it. "Hi, Blaise," she said. Hermione scoffed and went into the bathroom.
"Good evening, Ginny. Are you ready to go?" he asked.
"Actually, not really. We sort of fell asleep. Can you give us a couple minutes?"
"Sure, we'll wait out here," he said.
"You can come in," she said sweetly.
"Gladly," he said, walking into the luxurious hotel room and sitting in one of the chairs by the window. Draco sat down in the other chair. Ginny recognized him as the man from breakfast.
"So, who's your friend?" Ginny asked, grabbing some clothes from her still packed suitcase.
"You don't recognize me, Ginny?" Draco asked sardonically.
"Um…no, should I?"
Draco smiled, then he took of his green baseball cap. With that, there came a small gasp from the red-head.
"Malfoy?" she asked as she stared at the bleach-blond hair that the cap had been covering.
"Yeah, pleased to see you too, Weaselette. So, who's my date?"
"One second," she piped out before running into the bathroom with her friend. She saw Hermione sitting on the sink, staring across the bathroom, but looking at nothing.
"Hermione?"
Hermione snapped out of her daze and looked at Ginny. "Why is he here?"
"Who?" Ginny asked stupidly.
"You know who I'm talking about, why is Malfoy here?"
"Hermione, I swear, I didn't know that Blaise was bringing him. He said that I wouldn't know him because he wasn't from around here…"
"Duh, Ginny! He's from England, not Vegas. Just like us!"
Ginny looked at Hermione and realization struck. She hit her fist against her forehead. "Why am I so stupid?"
"You're not stupid, Ginny. You just need to think through things before you agree to them. Why did you want to go to dinner with Blaise anyway?"
"He said that it would just be a dinner for old friends."
"Well, I'm not going. I'm not going with him going."
"Hermione, you have to go, you cant leave me to fend for myself. I cant be alone with both of them."
"I'm not going."
"Yes you are!"
"Ginny, I'm not going."
"You cant leave me alone, Hermione. You have to go."
"Ginny, just tell him that you cant go. It's not that hard. YOUR ENGAGED!"
"I don't care, I want to have some fun before I get married. And it's not a date anyhow."
There was a long pause. Hermione said nothing. She mulled things over for a moment.
"Fine, I'll go. As long as you go out there and get my black dress from my suitcase," Hermione said with a smile.
"The black dress?" Ginny asked disbelievingly.
"Yes," Hermione finished.
Ginny giggled and made her way out of the bathroom.
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After Ginny had run into the bathroom, Draco had turned on Blaise. "Can you tell me who my date is now?"
"No, you have to see her first," Blaise smiled.
"I did see her, for a split second before she slammed the door in our faces," Draco said, replacing his cap over his platinum locks.
"So, who do you think it is?"
"If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you," he said simply.
Moments passed. Then they heard a shout from the bathroom that sounded much like, "You're engaged!"
"Who's engaged?" Draco asked Blaise.
"Ginny," he said simply.
"Ah, going after married ones now?" Draco asked, but whatever Blaise was going to retort to that was cut off by a smiling Ginny walking out of the bathroom. She strode over to her suitcase, grabbed some clothes and set them in a pile. Then she walked over to Hermione's suitcase and searched until she found the black dress.
She smiled at the boys, "One more second," she said walking back into the bathroom.
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What seemed like hours later, which was really only about twelve and a half minutes, Hermione was ready. She was wearing the black dress, a low cut dress that accented her cleavage very nicely. It was a short dress, only going down to about mid-thigh. She also had on dark blue eye shadow, black eyeliner, dark red lipstick, and she had her hair up in a messy bun.
Ginny was wearing a black skirt and a red tank top. Her fiery hair done in an upswept way with her bangs hanging down her face. She wasn't wearing any makeup except for some mocha lipstick.
Ginny emerged from the bathroom first. While they were getting ready, Ginny had told Hermione that Draco didn't know who she was. Hermione wanted to see the look on his face when he realized it was her.
Blaise looked at Ginny and found that his mouth had gone quite dry. He licked his suddenly dry lips and cleared his throat. "You look good, Ginny."
Ginny giggled, "Thank you."
She walked out of the way and Hermione emerged.
Draco didn't realize that he was staring until Blaise pushed his jaw up and closed his mouth that had been hanging open. "Wow."
Hermione smiled, she was happy that she could impress Draco Malfoy. Even if he was an arrogant asshole.
"Malfoy, this is your date…Mina," Ginny said, looking at Blaise, who gave her an approving look, it seemed they all wanted to keep Draco in the dark for the time being.
"H-Hello," Draco said in a husky voice.
"Shall we be on our way then?" Hermione said, grabbing her purse from the nightstand and heading to the door, Ginny following close behind. Blaise followed out after Ginny and Draco, still dazed at that beautiful thing being his date, came after Blaise.
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When they were outside the hotel, they hailed a cab. Blaise told the driver where to go and they arrived there about twelve and minutes later.
They walked into the elegantly designed restaurant, and Hermione saw that this place probably cost a fortune. Good thing she was Draco Malfoy's date then, eh? He was probably rich enough to buy this restaurant. What with his father dying, leaving all of his possessions to Draco.
Draco had also started a company over the past year of graduating from Hogwarts. The company, that made quality potions for medical purposes, boomed. He had made more than his entire inheritance in the last year. Thus he was the most eligible bachelor in, what, the world?
And he was Hermione's date tonight.
They stood in the doorway for a moment. Then Blaise gasped. "Oh, I almost forgot," he said, pulling something out of his pocket. "For some reason, you have to be 21 to drink alcohol here, so I made some ID's for us." He looked at the ID's and gave them each one.
Hermione looked at hers, it was exactly like hers except the birth date had been changed so that she was a 22 year old. Hermione put her new ID in her purse, just as Ginny did and Draco pulled out his wallet from his brown khaki pants to put his in.
They walked into the restaurant and Blaise walked up to the desk and told them he had reservations for eight thirty, it was already five minutes past that, but it didn't matter.
The waiter came almost immediately to seat them. They were seated next to a fountain that sprayed a little water on them as it crashed over the rocks.
Draco pulled out the seat for Mina to sit at and Blaise pulled out Ginny's chair. The girls sat down and said dates took up their seats next to them.
"So, Ginny. What do you do for a living?" Blaise asked, trying to strike up some sort of conversation to get Draco's eyes off of Hermione's chest.
"I don't really have a job right now, I'm actually looking for one. But I figured with me getting married to Oliver that I would just travel with him to his things and not really have a job, except to be a good wife," she said the last part in sort of sad way, like she really hadn't thought about the consequences to marrying a professional athlete.
"Oliver who?" Draco asked, finally pulling his gaze off of the V-neck of Hermione's dress.
"Oliver Wood. He went to Hogwarts too, he's a couple years older than me," Ginny sighed, not liking that this conversation had gone to the only place where she didn't want it to go.
Blaise must have sensed this because he turned to Hermione and asked her, "And Mina, what do you do?"
"I'm a teacher," she said blandly.
"What do you teach?" Draco asked.
"Charms."
"Where?"
"Hogwarts," she said as though it was obvious.
"That's interesting. So, did you go to Hogwarts?"
"Yes," she said, liking the guessing game that Draco was playing, she just wanted to see his face when he knew exactly who she was.
"You like it?"
"Yes."
"What house?"
"Gryffindor."
"Of course, everyone is in Gryffindor."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I just think its funny. People always say that Hufflepuff is for the leftover people, for the ones that don't fit anywhere else. But I think that is who is in Gryffindor. I think that Gryffindor is for the leftovers."
"And who are those leftovers?"
"Well, take some people in my year, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil. What did they do? Neville Longbottom? Ron Weasley? Seamus Finnigan? Did any of them ever amount to anything?"
"My brother did too do something," Ginny put in.
"Which is?"
"He helped Harry beat Voldemort."
"No he didn't, everybody knows that Potter and Granger drugged him so he wouldn't get in the way while they were fighting."
Hermione giggled a little at the memory. "So what of Potter and Granger, you didn't mention them before, does that mean they are useful?" Hermione asked Draco.
"Well, Potter sort of beat Voldemort and thus saved the wizarding world. And Granger, I heard, killed a bunch of death eaters in the fight, including my father. Which I am highly grateful for, considering he was an asshole who always wanted his own way. I hated that bastard more than anything in the world. I'm glad he's dead."
Draco looked up and saw that Mina was no longer looking at him, but instead facing the other direction. He looked at the other two sitting at the table and they were both looking at Mina with concerned faces. He turned back to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Mina?" he said in a soothing voice. She turned around and he could see the tears streaming down her face. "What's wrong?" he asked sympathetically. He had no idea what had made the girl break out and cry in the middle of the restaurant.
"I'm sorry, can you excuse me for a moment?" she said softly, grabbing her purse and walking as fast as she could away from the table to the bathroom.
She walked through the bathroom door and saw the couches, she sat down and cried even harder. Memories of that day rolling through her mind. All of the people that she had killed, all of the men and women's lives that she had taken away. People who, no matter how evil they were, still had a family back home to think of. Kids that would not have parents to grow up with. Kids that weren't as happy about their parents being dead as Draco was.
Ginny walked into the bathroom a few moments later and wrapped Hermione in a hug. "The waiter came, I told them what you wanted. Hermione, I'm sorry that he brought that up. I was hoping that something like that wouldn't happen."
"Its ok, Ginny. I just needed to get it out of my system before I go back out there," she said with a small smile before going to the sink and rinsing off her face. She wiped off the water with a paper towel, then grabbed her purse and started reapplying the make-up that had been washed off by her tears.
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A very confused Draco sat at the table with a little less confused Blaise. Blaise thought he knew the reason for Hermione's outburst and he was sort of angry at Draco for bringing it up. But with Draco not knowing who she was, it was sort of hard to keep those things in check.
Blaise decided that the best course of action would be to tell Draco who she was.
"Draco, have you figured out who your date is yet?" Blaise asked.
"No, only that she is extremely attractive and also extremely emotional," he said.
"Do you know why she started crying?"
"No, thus the extremely emotional part," he said, looking at Blaise as though he was dumb.
"She was crying because she remembered that day," Blaise said.
"What day?"
"The day she killed all those death eaters," he finished.
Draco's jaw dropped and just then Hermione and Ginny arrived back at the table. Hermione pulled out the chair and mumbled an apology for her outburst. Ginny sat down and softly told Blaise what had happened, even though he had already guessed. He was right, of course.
Draco just stared at Hermione as though he was seeing her for the first time. Was this really the bushy haired book worm that he had known in school. How could she be that girl. Miss Perfect Head Girl. Well, except that once…
Why was she here? Why would she agree to go on a date with him after he had done something like that to her in school. This sexy fox was Hermione Granger?
Hermione was explaining to Blaise about Professor Flitwick's retiring when Draco snapped out of his trance.
"Granger, we need to talk," he said, grabbing her hand and gently pulling her out of her seat.
She was incredibly surprised at him using her name. She thought that he still didn't know who she was, but apparently the outburst earlier had given her away. She should have known. She acquiesced to him and followed him out the door onto the street, and around a corner into a dark alley.
Hermione became suddenly scared. What was he going to do?
"Granger, before you talk, one thing," he said before pushing her against the wall and taking her mouth in a forceful kiss.
Hermione tried to squirm away at first, tried to escape, ask him what the hell was going on. But his mouth was doing wonders to hers. It was a bruising, almost punishing kiss. He pulled back a little before taking her mouth more gently and she gave in. He nibbled at her bottom lip, begging for admission to her mouth. Admission that she should have denied, but with that mouth, how could she resist?
She let him in and his tongue entered her mouth, sweeping it and tasting every bit.
He pushed her harder against the wall with his body and she could feel the hardness of his chest muscles against her breasts. He kissed her deeper, loving the taste of her mouth.
When he finally pulled away he was breathless and so was she. He left a few lingering kisses on the corners of her mouth, then pulled back completely, leaving her standing against the wall in a daze.
"I've wanted to do that since I saw you tonight," he said. Looking her in the eye, letting his silver orbs rest on her mocha ones.
"Why?" she asked breathlessly.
"Because you are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen."
"Thank you," she said, wondering why he had stopped kissing her.
"We should get back inside now, before they think something is going on," he said.
"Is that the only reason that you brought me out here, t-to violate me?" she asked, getting suddenly angry that he had used her, again.
"Pretty much," he said with an evil grin. Then he headed back inside the restaurant.
Hermione got her bearings together slowly. She had no idea what had just happened, but she was pretty sure that she had just made out with Draco Malfoy in a dark alley way, he had just said that she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen, then told her that he had used her for that kiss.
She walked back into the restaurant with her head spinning.
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When she sat down at the table, her food was already there. A plate of spicy breaded Mahi Mahi. She grabbed her fork and took a bite, savoring the taste. She grabbed her strawberry daiquiri and started drinking that as well. She needed to forget that what had just happened had happened.
Draco sat watching her. She really was beautiful, he hadn't lied about that. She was also a mudblood Gryffindor. Oh, but her mouth. Who thought that any dirty blooded creature could have such a delectable tasting mouth? He would give anything to have his tongue in her mouth again this night. And knowing him, he was going to have it. He downed his second shot of Vodka and went back to eating his lobster.
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Hermione woke up with a pounding headache. She rolled over and looked at the clock, it was 10 o'clock. She had to be ready by two for the Casual Wear competition today. She rolled back over and noticed the hard body in bed next to her.
At first she thought that it was just Ginny. Then she moved her hand and it touched the hard chest that she had felt against her the night before.
She sat up suddenly, why was she in a bed with Draco Malfoy? Her head started pounding again as she sat up, and she felt the gentle throbbing between her legs. She had to get ready, she only had a couple of hours to.
As she got up off the bed, she roused Draco and he rolled over. Then slowly opened his eyes. When he saw her standing next to his bed he almost screamed. What had he done?
His head pounded, and for the first time, he realized that he had a hangover. He looked up at Hermione, she was dressed in his boxer shorts and t-shirt.
"What are you doing in my room?" he asked.
"I don't know, you tell me. I don't know how I got here."
"Well, I don't know how you got here either, now can you leave? I sort of have a busy day today?" Draco said, motioning her to the door.
"What busy things to you have planned. Shagging every girl in Vegas before the sun goes down?"
"Well, I've already made a dent in that!" he yelled.
"Fuck you!" Hermione screamed.
"You already did!" Draco screamed back.
"Ugh!" Hermione held her pounding head in her hands and sat down in a chair. She felt something cold against her forehead and brought her left hand down to look at it. On the fourth finger there was a ring. A diamond ring. She looked at it a moment longer, it really was a beautiful ring.
Then her stomach dropped. She ran over to the bed and lifted up Draco's left hand. On the fourth finger there was a gold band. Draco stared at it in horror as he realized just what was happening.
Hermione walked over to the pile of clothes on the floor and started rifling through Draco's coat pockets. She found what she was looking for. "Please, let it not be, let it not be…" she was saying.
She opened up the papers. A marriage license, saying that Hermione Granger was married to Draco Malfoy. Hermione Granger was now Hermione Malfoy.
"Shit!" she swore.
"You can say that again," Draco said, walking over to her and looking down at the papers.
"That's not the worst," she said, looking on the next page.
"It's not?" he asked, almost scared to know.
"This is a wizarding marriage, Malfoy. We can't get a divorce."
"Well, that one was obvious," he said, standing back up and pacing the floor.
"Look, can we talk about this later. I really need to get ready," Hermione said, looking at the clock by Draco's bed.
"Ready for what?" he asked.
"It's none of your goddamn business. How about I come back over at 7 o'clock? Then we can talk about this. Ok."
"Sure, love," he said with a wicked smile.
"I really have to get ready. I'll see you at seven." She grabbed her purse and her dress and walked out of his room. It was a good thing that they were staying in the same hotel, otherwise she would never have found her way back to her room.
When she walked in her room, she found Ginny and Blaise in nearly the same predicament as Draco and her, except without the wedding rings and vows and contracts…
It finally hit her; she was married to Draco Malfoy.
She collapsed on the floor as she lost consciousness.
A/N: Did you guys like it. I bet you weren't expecting that! Muahhaha, I love keeping people on their toes. How they got into this predicament comes in the next chapter. Have fun waiting. AND REVIEW, we will write more quickly if you review more.
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Brittany and Amber