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Chapter 6: Secrets Revealed
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Hermione walked out of the room and felt her shoulders release. Like a huge weight had been lifted. This might not be as bad as she thought it would be. If Draco would stop being the ass that he always was, maybe they might be able to spend the rest of their lives together. Or kill each other in the process.
She went back to her room where Ginny was waiting for her. They talked a little before retiring for the night. They had had a long day and she was very tired.
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Hermione woke up the next morning with the sun shining in her eyes. She had left the curtains open the night before.
She got up and took a quick shower. She dressed quickly and looked at the clock, it was 9 o'clock. She looked at the schedule. According to it, she had nothing to do until the scores from the previous competition were posted at 5 o'clock.
She decided not to wake Ginny and made her way downstairs. She explored for a little while and noticed that they had a very nice lap pool; they also had Jacuzzis, and saunas and steam rooms. They also had a very nice work out facility. Hermione thought that she would be spending a lot of her time down here.
She went back up to her room to change into her bathing suit. She grabbed a towel and went down to the pool for a swim.
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Draco awoke slowly and looked at the clock. It was already half past nine and he had a meeting to go to today. But that wasn't until 12, so he had some time to do other things.
He wanted to explore his surroundings and where he would be stuck for the next two weeks that this competition was taking place. So he got up, showered and dressed. He thought that he would also pay a visit to room 206 to get his lost articles of clothing back from his wife; she hadn't brought them back the night before.
He walked down the stairs and knocked on Hermione's door. He heard some shuffling about and moments later the door opened to reveal a very tired looking red-head.
"What do you want?" she asked, pulling her fingers through her messy hair.
"Is Hermione here?" he asked nicely.
"No, she left a while ago; I don't know where she went. Sorry." With that she slammed the door in his face, yawned, and went back to sleep.
Draco walked away from the door. He was definitely not used to two doors to be slammed in his face in three days; it just wasn't something that happened to Draco Malfoy. But then again, he supposed, they were Gryffindors.
He walked away from the door and resolved that he would go down to the club and see what kind of amenities the place had.
He walked down to the pools and saw a lone girl swimming in the lap pool. He saw that they had saunas and steam rooms, all the usual things. They also had a small casino on the first floor.
He left the pool and went down to the casino. He was rarely one to gamble his money; he was more into wise investments. Things he knew would make him money, not something that was all a matter of chance.
But he tried his luck anyway. He stuck a quarter into the slot machine and pulled on the lever. Nothing. He put in another quarter. Nothing. He tried one more time. Nothing.
He supposed that gambling just wasn't for him and walked away, resolute of the fact that he would never gamble his money again, and still trying to find Hermione.
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Hermione finished her last lap and jumped out of the pool. She pulled her beach towel around her and headed for the sauna.
In the sauna there was a girl lying on her back with a towel over her face. Hermione was a little worried at first, wondering if the girl was all right.
She tapped her on the shoulder and when the girl took the towel off of her face, Hermione recognized her as Luci, the girl that she had literally run into the day before.
"Hello, Luci. I just wanted to make sure that you weren't dead or something."
"No, I was just thinking. I saw one of the judges downstairs earlier. He was really cute and I was just thinking about him."
"Sounds interesting. So, where are you from?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, I'm from here, I was born in California. I moved to Vegas when I was younger."
"I've never been here before; perhaps you could show me around some time."
"Sure. Maybe later today, I think I need to get out of here now though, I've been in here way too long."
"Do you want to meet in the lobby for breakfast?" Hermione asked her new friend.
"Sure, I'll be down in about 45 minutes."
"Sounds good," Hermione said as Luci pulled the door open and left. Hermione left the sauna about twelve and a half minutes later and went back up to her room to change.
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Hermione went down to breakfast a half hour later, Ginny sat down at a table with Blaise and Hermione looked around for a moment to find Luci. She was a little early, so she wasn't sure if Luci would be here yet.
She walked over to the punch and poured herself a glass. Then she saw Luci approaching her.
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Luci had always been the best at everything. She was sure that she was going to win this pageant. She noticed some real talent in this girl, Hermione, her name was. Strange name, though she thought it sounded familiar.
She would be a good partner for this. If she was going to dupe the judges, she had to use sexuality. That was the only way to get to them; the only way to cheat.
She walked up to the brown haired girl that she planned to include in her 'swaying' of the judges.
"Hello, Hermione."
"Hi, Luci. My friends are sitting over there if you want to take a seat," she said nicely.
Luci recognized the annoying red-head from yesterday and shuddered at the thought of sitting by her.
She gazed the rest of the room, trying to find a place that just her and Hermione could sit. But her gaze fell on the judge that she had seen earlier that day. He was walking straight towards her.
Luci wet her lips. What if he was coming to talk to her? Or was he just coming to get punch? She looked around, but his gaze seemed to be right by her. She pushed down the butterfly feeling in her stomach and watched as the handsome judge approached.
What caught her by complete surprise was when he instead walked up to Hermione, bent down and gave her a kiss…on the lips. He pulled away from her and smiled.
"Good morning, darling," he said in that sexy voice…to Hermione. Luci was so confused. Why was Hermione kissing one of the judges?
"Good morning, Draco," Hermione said to him. Well, at least now Luci knew his name.
"I was trying to find you this morning, I want my clothes back," he said with a mischievous smile.
"Well, I think that they are rather comfortable and I might have to steal them," Hermione said back to him. Luci was slightly confused, but had a good idea what was going on, perhaps Hermione was the perfect candidate for this, as she had already started.
"I'll be by your room later to get them," he said then looked up to see Luci. "Who's your friend?" he asked.
"Oh, Draco, this is Luci Malice, a new friend of mine. Luci, this is my husband, Draco."
"H-Husband?" Luci asked in shock, her voice on edge.
"Yeah," Hermione answered.
"Well, nice chatting to you two, I have to go. I'll be by later," he said to Hermione, giving her a hard kiss then walking away.
"He's your husband?" Luci asked again.
"Yeah," Hermione said again, holding up her left hand. "See?"
Luci glared down at the humungous diamond on the girl's finger. Despite the anger she felt rising up in her, she had to admire the ring. It was beautiful.
"So his name is Draco Granger?" Luci finally piped out.
"No, Draco Malfoy. Sorry, I introduced myself as Granger. I'm not quite used to being a Malfoy," Hermione laughed.
Luci let out a small laugh, recognizing the name. "Draco Malfoy, the most eligible bachelor in the world, is married to you?"
"I guess he isn't the most eligible bachelor in the world anymore," Hermione said dismissively.
"I guess not," Luci said.
"I'm starving. I'm going to sit down and eat, if you want to join us you can," Hermione said, walking over to the food table and piling it with mountains of food.
Luci just stared, perhaps Hermione would be more help than Luci had been expecting.
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Hermione filled her plate to the top and walked over to the table where Blaise and Ginny were sitting. She looked around for Luci, but she couldn't find her. Oh well.
"Good morning, Ginny," Hermione said.
"Good morning. Where did you go?"
"I went swimming, I needed that. I feel like I have gained ten pounds already, eating all this food and not exercising."
"You are never going to gain ten pounds, Hermione Granger, you have way too high of a metabolism to gain any weight."
"Whatever, I still have to exercise to keep in shape," she said.
"Well, I have to go," Blaise said, excusing himself from the table.
"Bye Blaise, I'll see you later?" Ginny asked.
"Of course," he smiled, then gave her a kiss on the cheek and left.
"Where do they keep going off to?" Hermione sort of asked herself.
"I don't know. So, what is going on between you and Malfoy then?" Ginny asked.
"Well, we are married. And we agreed to be civil to each other. We have to get through this somehow."
"So, have you two…done anything, since wedding night?"
"Ginny, its only been a day. And no, there has been nothing more than harmless—albeit great—kisses."
"You know, you really are lucky," Ginny explained.
"How so?" Hermione asked, confused.
"You are married to one of the richest men in the world. He probably has more money than the queen of England. And you're married to the man."
"I don't care about money, I never have. I'm not going to quit my job or anything just because I'm married to him."
"I know you won't," Ginny smiled. "Dumbledore would be at a great loss if you would quit teaching."
"I could never quit teaching, I love the kids too much," Hermione said, thinking about how her students would react to her being in a beauty pageant.
"Well, I must be off, I think I'm going to go to the casino," Ginny explained.
"I think I'm going to go for another swim, it's very refreshing," Hermione said, cleaning the remnants of her food from her plate and getting up to leave.
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Draco walked to his meeting and took a seat next to Blaise. He was a judge for the next competition, Formal Wear. He would get to judge all of the witches in their dresses. He was the judge of five events out of the seven. He was spared the casual wear. But now he had to do formal, which was the worst. Besides that he had the great pleasure of judging swimwear, clubbing attire, pajamas and his favorite, lingerie.
He thought about all the sexy witches that he would get to see wearing nothing but their bedroom clothes. Then he mentally smacked himself. He was married now. One very specific rule, that Draco didn't have the guts to mess with, was that you could never have an affair with another person other than your partner, otherwise there were dire consequences and he frankly did not want to know what those were.
If you would've told him a couple of years--hell a couple of days--ago that he would be married to Hermione Granger, he probably would've punched you in the stomach and told you to fuck off. But now that he was, he kept trying to think why he had never really noticed how incredibly sexy she was before. Sure, they had had sex before, but only once, and he was only doing it for a dare. She was crushed afterwards, and he felt like a complete ass. But he had never told her or anyone else that he had felt bad for using her.
For their date a couple of days ago, he had seen her and knew that he wanted her. Just the way her eyes looked in the dark eyeshadow that accented the deep mocha color of her eyes, it was enough to make him go crazy. When he found out who she was, he wanted her more than ever. He wanted to prove to her that it was not completely his fault that she had fallen victim to him in school, and that she had responded to him as well.
But after kissing her once, he knew that he had to kiss her again…and again…and again…and now he was able to. Sure, he had thought of it as a bad thing, but maybe it wasn't going to be all bad being married to her. She wasn't all that bad in bed as far as he could remember, and she was a wonderful kisser, with a mouth that tasted like honey.
He realized that he wanted to know for a fact how good she was in bed, when she really wanted it. He had been drunk the last time, and he was sure that she had had someone else since they had had sex in school. Maybe she picked up a few new tricks. He suddenly got to thinking of how he could seduce her into bed, she was his wife after all, and sooner or later they would have to share a bed. He just wanted it to be sooner…
"Draco!"
Draco was jerked from his thoughts as Blaise shook him.
"Draco!" he screamed again.
"Yeah, what do you want?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
"You awake?"
"I was just thinking," Draco explained.
"Well, you've been thinking for over an hour, the meetings done man."
Draco got up from his seat and looked around. Yes, it appeared as though he had missed the entire meeting.
"What were you thinking about for an hour?" Blaise asked disbelievingly.
"Hermione," Draco answered truthfully before he could stop himself.
Blaise just smirked that Slytherin smirk and left the room to find Ginny. Draco stood there for a little while longer.
How had he managed to occupy his brain with thoughts of her for an hour?
He was going crazy, this just proved it.
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Hermione was relaxing in the hot tub when her vision was suddenly obscured by a pair of hands. She wasn't sure who it was until she heard a gruff voice say, "Guess who."
She pulled his hands off her face and turned around to look at him. "Hello."
Draco looked at her with a smile, kneeling down at the edge of the spa. "You are a distraction, do you know that?"
"And how am I a distraction?" she smiled. Then she noticed that she was looking at his lips and brought her gaze up to his eyes.
"I was supposed to be in a meeting, and all I could think about was you," he said. "You and your luscious mouth," he smiled before taking her mouth with his.
When they had kissed each other breathless they pulled away. Then abruptly, Hermione turned the other way.
"What?" Draco asked, worried as to her reaction.
"Nothing."
"Tell me," Draco said in a soothing voice.
"It's just…you say that I'm a distraction, but I'm sure that there are plenty of other girls mouths that you would rather be fantasizing about. You just feel obligated to fantasize about mine because we're married," there was a look of seriousness on her face.
What was he supposed to say to that? If he said that she was right, then he would be lying. And if he said that she was wrong, then she wouldn't believe him. Why did girls have to pose such questions?
Apparently she was waiting an answer and he had not given it fast enough because she got up and got out of the hot tub, wrapping her towel around her bikinied body. She started walking away before Draco realized what she was doing and got up as well.
"Hermione, wait!" he yelled to her before she could get very far.
"What, Draco?" she almost screamed.
"I…I don't know what you want me to say," he said desperately.
"I just want you to tell me the truth. I want you to tell me that there are other girls that you would much rather be married to, other girls that you would much rather be kissing. And you are only kissing me because you have to, because we made a stupid mistake when we were drunk and now you're stuck with me!" she yelled, turning to leave.
Draco caught her arm and held her wet body close to him.
"I could say that," Draco said pithily, "But it wouldn't be the truth."
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked stiffly.
"I can only think about your mouth because it is the sweetest mouth that I have ever tasted in my life. You are the best kisser that I have ever kissed." Hermione scoffed. "I don't want to kiss you only because we're married; I wanted to kiss you before we were married, if you remember correctly."
Hermione made a small nod, but just the thought of him kissing other girls made her sick, even though she knew that it was the truth, and that he had done more than that with them. She had to stop thinking about it now. He was married to her, and if they were ever going to have a fairly passable relationship, they had to forget the past and live for the future.
She was pulled out of her thinking by Draco's head being buried into her neck, and the feel of his hot lips on her neck. She groaned involuntarily at the touch. How could she stay mad at him when he had a mouth like that, doing things like that to her?
His head came up for a moment and he looked her in the eyes. "Why do you have to be so sexy?" he asked softly before delving into her neck again. Her eyes fluttered and her hands let the towel go to wrap her arms around his neck, bathing in the pleasure brought on by just a few caresses by his lips.
Draco left her neck and brought his head back up to her lips, where he caught her mouth in a breathtaking kiss. His hands moved down to caress her now exposed skin of her sides. He gently moved his hands down lower until they rested on her bottom.
Hermione let out another groan as she moved her hands down from around his neck and to the bottom of his shirt. She started to run her hands up his shirt, to feel the smooth yet hard feel of his muscles. He kept in shape. She smiled into to the kiss at the thought and pushed her hands further up.
They heard someone clear their throat, and jerked their mouths away, looking in that direction.
Luci was standing with her hands on her hips, looking at the two in what could be called disgust. "I know you're married and all," she said. "But could you get a room, please?"
They looked back at each other and both of them smiled.
"Sorry Luci, I had forgotten where we were for the moment," Hermione said, still smiling at Draco.
Luci scoffed and walked away.
"I think we're making her mad," Draco smiled as he pressed his forehead against Hermione's.
"I think we're making her jealous," Hermione corrected.
"Why do you say that?" he asked suddenly.
"You didn't see how she was staring at you earlier?"
"My attention was on you," he said with a smile as he resumed his caressing of her sides.
"Lucky me," Hermione said sarcastically, moving her hands under his shirt.
"Hey," Draco scolded before melting his mouth into hers for another kiss.
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At five o'clock, everyone was back downstairs to get their results for the first competition. Hermione had left Draco alone in the pool room after they had made out for a good long time and other people were coming down to swim. Draco had been a bit horny, but Hermione was going to make him wait for the time being. She wanted to wait until the right day.
Now she was downstairs with Ginny, waiting to get the results of their casual outfits.
Out of 50 girls, both Hermione and Ginny were in the top twelve. Ginny was in fifth place and Hermione was in eighth. Hermione also looked at Luci's name and noticed that she was in twelfth. Well, the top twelve get a shot on the cover, right? Well, that was just casual; they still had six more events to go.
Hermione was more than exited about getting eighth, and Ginny was completely overjoyed at getting fifth. They both did very well for the first contest.
Tomorrow would be formal; she couldn't wait to see what they had for her to wear.
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The next morning came about in a haze. Hermione was very tired, and she got up slowly. She walked to the mirror and smiled at her reflection. She decided that as long as she still had them, she would wear Draco's clothes as pajamas. She was wearing his boxers and green t-shirt.
She walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Ginny rolled over and looked at the clock. It was quarter to ten; they had to be ready for this competition by one. It was formal today, and it would take a bit longer than the casual to get ready.
Hermione walked back out of the bathroom and started rifling through her suitcase to find her clothes.
They heard a knock on the door. Ginny was closer, so she went to answer it.
It was Blaise of course. Ginny walked out into the hall to talk to Blaise, letting the door shut behind her, so that her conversation was private from Hermione.
Hermione sat down on the bed, still trying to find the outfit that she wanted to wear today, when she heard someone saying very loud outside the door, "Get a room." Then the door opened and Draco stepped in the room to see Hermione clad in his clothes. He discretely closed the door behind him.
"Good morning," he said in a sultry voice.
"Good morning," Hermione said back happily.
"You're wearing my clothes."
"I know, I told you I thought that they were comfortable," she smiled slyly.
"I want them back," he said softly.
"Well, I don't want to give them back," she pouted.
"If you don't hand them over willingly, I'm going to have to take them myself," Draco said, walking closer to her.
"You wouldn't dare," Hermione said in mock surprise.
"I would dare, Granger," he said, walking closer to her.
"Ugh, fine. Give me a minute and I'll change," Hermione said dismissively, before walking around Draco and into the bathroom with her small pile of clothes.
"Damn!" Draco swore softly.
"What was that?" Hermione called from the bathroom.
"Nothing," Draco said back in an innocent voice.
Hermione came out of the bathroom twelve and a half minutes later and threw Draco's clothes in his face. Draco just smiled. "It's about time."
"I think I'm going to go buy myself some of those now, they are a lot more comfortable than the stuff that I'm used to wearing."
Draco had half a mind to ask what she wore to bed, but thought it would be better to avoid the whole conversation in the first place, because he knew exactly how it was going to end up.
"Well, I must go. I have to get ready as well. See you later?" Draco asked.
"Sure," Hermione said as Draco walked out the door.
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Hermione and Ginny were giggling helplessly. Could they really help it though? Not with something this funny sitting in front of them. Ginny was laying on her stomach on the bed and Hermione was laying down right beside her, they had a magazine, Cosmo, out and were looking at it.
"Super sex treats for him?" Ginny asked excitedly.
"I wonder what it says about that," Hermione laughed as she turned the page. "Oh, I like number two, 'Play Nooky by Numbers.' A face card gets that number of kisses. A queen gets a 10 minute back massage; a king gives a 10 minute back massage. If a jack is drawn, simultaneously pleasure each other for five minutes. And an Ace…"
"What does an Ace get?"
"Whoever picks one gets to have any carnal wish fulfilled," Hermione finished.
"I'm definitely going to have to play that," Ginny smiled. "Oh, look at number 5!" Ginny almost screamed.
"I like number five too," Hermione smiled.
Ginny looked over at the clock. "Oh shit, we have to go, Hermione. We have eleven minutes to get down there."
"Oh, wow. Let's go," Hermione said as she closed the magazine.
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Hermione and Ginny went down to the changing rooms to get ready. They were handed their dresses and shoved off in an attempt to keep the line of waiting girls moving.
Hermione looked at her dress. It was a dark emerald color. It was cut in a v-neck and had small sleeves coming off the sides, starting at her shoulders and going down her arms just a little. There was a slit down one side and it fell all the way to the floor. She also had some shoes that were silver.
Ginny's dress was a dark cerulean color. It was a little shorter than Hermione's, but the back going far down her waist, almost showing off her bottom. Small straps went across her back to tie the two sides of the dress together. She had matching shoes to go with the dress.
They changed into their dresses and went on to get their hair done. Both of them had theirs done very elegantly. Hermione's was in a bun with some of her curls coming loose and a couple of her curls falling into her face around her eyes. Ginny's hair was done up in a French braid. A wispy sort of way.
They looked at each other for a moment and smiled. They then walked up to the curtains that led to the runway.
Hermione took a deep breath and walked out, Ginny following close behind.
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Draco had been sitting in this chair for a half hour, watching the girls walk by wearing their evening gowns and smiling at him and the other judges, trying to use seduction to get them to score higher.
Draco looked down at his score sheet; all the girls were rated out of 10. He had given almost all of the girls a 4 or a 5. He thought only a couple of the girls were pretty and those he gave a six. But no one got higher than that from him. But then there was that one girl, the friend of Hermione's. Luci, her name was. He gave her a three. Was he being biased? Maybe just a little.
Draco watched the next girl come out and recognized her immediately. He didn't know that Hermione was in the pageant that he would be scoring. And he didn't know that she looked so good in green. Except for when he had seen her in his t-shirt.
Hermione looked in his direction and seemed to notice him for the first time. The expression on her face showed shock, but she quickly covered it with a smile.
Draco smiled back. His little witch was in a beauty pageant. He should have known. That's why she was here in the first place. He looked down at his scorecard and gave her a seven.
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Hermione was shocked at first. She didn't know that Draco was going to be one of the judges. That was why he was there, though. He was here, in Vegas, because he was a judge for the pageant that she was in.
Well, this was going to make things interesting.