A/N: Hey guys! Hope you enjoy this chapter..I personally think it's my best so far..don't listen to any of the other chapters..lmao j/k. i kno you haven't all reviewed and met the quota..but it's christmas and i felt sorry..so here it is!
Quintessence
Ch 18 Beauxbatons
Hermione was downstairs shuffling around in the common room, looking for her things to get to class.
"Draco, get your lazy ass out of bed! We're gonna be late to the announcement! Did you miss the memo yesterday?"
Draco groaned from inside his room and got up lazily. He ran his hand through his hair, threw on a shirt, pants, and his shoes, and walked outside. He trudged down the stairs and just plopped himself down on the couch, "Happy?"
"Very. Now let's get moving!" Hermione yelled. She threw her bag over her shoulder, grabbed his hand, and dragged him through the portrait.
They walked hand in hand towards the Great Hall. When they reached it they heard Dumbledore talking, "We're late Draco!" Hermione scolded.
"It's not like it's anything important," he mumbled.
"Anything he has to say is important. Now look awake and if I catch you sleeping I swear I will..." she trailed off. Draco just sighed and opened the doors to the Great Hall.
"...I have some news to report..Ah, Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, so good of you to join us," Dumbledore smiled.
Hermione just plastered a fake smile and dragged Draco over to the Gryffindor table. He looked over at the Slytherin table and saw Blaise making a pretend whip with his hand. Draco glared at him as he sat down next to Hermione. Blaise just smirked. Draco smiled fakely and secretly gave the finger. Blaise just burst out laughing.
Dumbledore stood behind the podium and cleared his throat. Everyone in the hall silenced themselves and turned their attention to Dumbledore.
"Thank you all. Now on with the announcement. We will be receiving two new students from Beauxbatons momentarily. I would like you all to treat them with respect. Do I make myself clear?" Dumbledore questioned the hall.
The student's mumbled replies and turned their attention towards the doors, which swung open. A tall, young looking man walked in. He had jet black hair falling all over his face messily. His piercing blue eyes were scanning the hall. He spotted Hermione and smiled. Hermione smiled back, but received a shove from Draco. She turned around and Draco was glaring at her. She blushed and turned back around. The new student walked towards the Staff Table and introduced himself to Dumbledore, then sat down.
Draco looked towards the doors again and took a double take. A girl that reached normal height walked in. She had long, slender legs. Her auburn hair was cascading down her back, a few blonde curls here and there. Her baby blue eyes were smiling with emotion, and her pearly white teeth shone as she gave smiles to everyone she passed. Her legs were being shown off with a short jean miniskirt. Her flat stomach was exposed because of her short top. It was a magenta halter with red roses. Her feet were adorned with wood looking sandals, which clicked hurriedly as she walked towards Dumbledore. She sat down next to the other man and turned to look at Dumbledore. Draco stared as she walked down the hall. He received a punch in the arm from Hermione, "Ow!" he muttered. Hermione just glared and turned back around.
"Now, these students will be sorted and will live in the house appointed to," he motioned for the students to stand, "I give you Thalia Periche and Jacques Alcott. Please give your warmest welcome," Dumbledore smiled.
Dumbledore whispered to the girl and she sat on the stool. McGonnogal placed the sorting hat on her head.
"Ah, we have ourselves some French blood. But where to put you. I see courage, lots of courage. Cunning, but not Slytherin worthy," -The Slytherin's all gasped in anger-," Very quiet though, this could result in Hufflepuff. Aaahhh, but I see brains. I give you, RAVENCLAW!" the hat shouted. The Ravenclaw table cheered in excitement. The rest of the hall groaned.
"And now Jacques," Dumbledore announced. Jacques sat on the stool and McGonnogal place the hat on his head.
"Are the French invading?" -The hall burst out laughing,- "Smart, very smart, I see. And lots of courage. Am I wrong in thinking...GRYFFINDOR!" the hat screamed. The Gryffindors cheered their new addition on as he sat down.
"Is that all the old fool wanted? Because I have better things to do on a Sunday," Draco whined in Hermione's ear.
"Oh stop it, Draco. Now imagine you having to run this school and protect every single student from Voldemort. You'd want everybody's respect, now wouldn't you?"
"I'd punch them in the face if they didn't listen."
"Draco!" Hermione scolded. "Don't think like that. You shouldn't ever want to hit someone younger than you, especially a child."
"I was just joking. I'd Avada them," he chuckled.
"That wasn't funny, Draco Malfoy. Is that how you would discipline your children? Beating them?"
Draco's face went white and he looked down at the ground, "I shouldn't have brought that up," Hermione sighed.
"No, no. Your right, I was being an ass. I was just joking, but when you mentioned me beating my own children? That struck a nerve. I've lived with an abusive father for a long time, don't think I would want to follow in his footsteps," Draco muttered.
"I'm so sorry Draco. I'll never bring it up again. I was just mad because you were speaking down on Dumbledore, and Dumbledore is a great wizard," Hermione explained.
"I know, and your right, Dumbledore is a great wizard. I don't know what I was thinking," he chuckled.
"Oh, stop it," Hermione giggled. She stood up and brought Draco with her. She snaked her arms around his waist and he held her at her hips. He kissed the top of her head lovingly and swayed back and forth.
He scanned the hall, looking at everybody talking and joking, when he spotted a redhead talking to the new girl, Thalia, "It can't be," he whispered.
Hermione looked up, confused, "What?"
"Weasel is talking to that new girl. Isn't she a bit too high of standards for him?"
"Draco..." Hermione started.
"And didn't he just break up with Lavender?"
"Draco!" Hermione scolded. She shoved him lightly, "Leave him alone. I'm happy for Ron, finding someone and moving on. Poor Lavender hasn't moved on yet. I felt so bad, seeing her cry yesterday."
"So your okay with Weasley leaving Lavender like that and going for the new girl?" Draco asked, eyebrows raised.
"No not really..." she mumbled.
"Well, go tell Weasley to shove off and not rub it in Lavender's face."
"But I don't want to meddle..."
"And yet you will. Come on, get to it," Draco chuckled.
"Fine, but if I get in trouble...well it's your fault."
"Ok, ok, whatever," he smirked. She turned around, but before she left, Draco turned her around and gave her a long, passionate kiss. When they finished, Hermione just sighed and walked over to Ron.
Hermione tapped Ron on the shoulder, "Ron?"
He turned around. "Hey, Hermione. Hold on one second," he turned around again. "I'll catch up with you later, Thalia."
"Bye bye, Ron," she whispered in a thick accent.
Ron just stood there, staring at her retreating figure, "Ron!" Hermione snapped in front of his eyes. He jumped and looked down at Hermione.
"Your seriously going to go for her, after you just broke up with Lavender?"
"Umm...yeah, sure."
"Ron! Lavender was completely devastated! She cried her heart out last night. She thought that she wasn't good enough. You can't just go and rub it in her face."
"But, Hermione! All the other guys are 'gonna take her," he whined.
"Your different, Ron. She'll pick you right out of the crowd if you don't follow her around like a puppy," Hermione sighed. "But do whatever you want Ron, it's your life."
"Fine," he muttered.
"It's not like I can pick for you or anything. Just go ruin your life Ron."
"Hermione.." he started
"Lavender was crying all night. How can you do this?" Hermione kept going.
"HERMIONE!" Ron yelled. Hermione whipped her head up and looked at Ron. She blushed. "Sorry," she mumbled.
"I get it, I get it. I'll leave her alone. Now I'll see you later, okay?"
"Bye, Ron," Hermione smiled and walked back towards Draco.
"Weasel still 'gonna follow around Miss Frenchie?" he asked.
Hermione giggled, "The miracle worker," she pointed at herself, "Has done her job. Ron is going to leave her alone."
"Well aren't you the little meddler?" he cooed. He sauntered over to her and snaked his arms around her waist. He grabbed her bag from her shoulder and slung it over his. He guided her out of the great hall to their room.
Hermione sighed happily. She loved how Draco always did these little things for her. And it wasn't to impress her, it's just the way he is. They walked into their room together and Hermione ran over to the couch and plopped herself onto it. She kicked off her shoes and lied down. Draco just stood in the doorway, admiring her childish ways. She was so mature in front of adults, but she was a five year old at heart. He smirked, and walked over to her. He lifted her up and embraced her in a passionate kiss. Hermione leaned into the kiss. Draco pulled away and kissed Hermione on the top of her head.
"We should have a Hogsmeade weekend. The ball is coming up pretty soon and we're gonna need to shop and all that," Hermione interrupted the silence.
"If you say so, love..I personally don't like shopping, but if it's for the greater good of the students..." he sighed dramatically.
"Oh, you're so immature. Now come one, let's go inform Dumbledore," Hermione giggled, grabbing his hand.
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Hermione and Draco walked up the spinning stone steps. Draco was about to knock when he heard Dumbledore speak. He opened the door and saw Dumbledore sitting in his chair. Draco just gave a look of shock, and sat down in the chair in front of him, followed by Hermione.
"What brings you here, Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked politely.
"We wanted to see if we could schedule a Hogsmeade trip this weekend. The annual ball is coming up soon and we thought students might need to shop."
"Well of course, I'll inform the students tomorrow at breakfast. If that is all I have more...delicate...matters to attend to," Dumbledore smiled, standing up.
Draco stood up, snaking his arm around Hermione's waist. He gave a polite smile to Dumbledore and walked out.
Dumbledore sighed happily, "Unity."
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Hermione and Ginny were sitting in the Head's common room, chatting happily.
"So..I haven't asked in a while, how's Draco?" Ginny whispered.
"He's been so bloody wonderful," Hermione sighed.
Ginny raised her eyebrows, "In more ways than one?"
"Ginerva Weasley!" Hermione exclaimed, "That shouldn't be coming out of your mouth for a while."
Just then Draco walked in, "Purifying Weasley, eh 'Mione?"
"Draco..." Hermione started.
"Just joking, love. I'll see you later, I'm going to meet up with Blaise. Are you going to Hogsmeade?" he asked
"Yeah, I'll meet you there?"
"It's girl stuff, love, I'm sorry," he smirked and walked over to her and helped her up. He smiled and captured her lips with his. They made out for a while. A few minutes later they heard a soft sigh. Hermione pulled away and looked at Ginny with a withering stare, "What!" Ginny cried innocently.
Hermione just sighed and looked back at Draco. Draco leaned in and placed his lips near her ears, "I'll see you later, baby. I love you," he kissed her cheek and walked out the door. Hermione just stood rooted to the spot, looking at where Draco used to be.
"Oh, get over it Hermione!" Ginny huffed. She walked over to Hermione and shook her lightly. Hermione blinked and looked at Ginny, "What?"
"Nothing. So are we going to leave?" Ginny asked.
"Sure, lets go," Hermione grabbed her coat and dashed out the door after Ginny.
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Hermione heard a shrill cry and turned around to see Ginny holding up a dress. "Her-mi-o-ne!"
"Yes Ginny?" Hermione smiled fakely. She couldn't take anymore shopping, considering she probably tried on every single dress in the store.
"This is the perfect dress for you!" she held up the dress, twirling around.
"So who's going to wear it, you or me? You seem more attached to it," Hermione giggled.
Ginny stopped and looked at Hermione, mouth open, "Oh, honestly, Hermione, have some fun. A few more and we leave, I promise."
"Yeah, right," Hermione muttered. She walked into the stall and slipped the dress over her head. She turned around and gaped at the reflection in the mirror, "Ginny!"
"I'm coming woman. Jeez, and you yell at me for screaming," Ginny muttered. She opened the stall door and her hands flew to her mouth.
"Malfoy will die!" Ginny screamed.
A dark cloaked figure at the back of the room snapped it's face up and looked at the screaming redhead. He smirked and walked out of the store.
"Shhh! You want everybody to know I go out with him, remember the whole Lucius-is-out-to-get-us shindig?" Hermione whispered.
"Ok, right. Now get changed so we can get back to the castle!" Ginny screamed, running to the cashier, "Oh! And don't forget shoes!"
Hermione blushed and ducked back into the stall. A few minutes later she came back out and walked over to Ginny, who was tapping her foot impatiently.
"Having a little fun with yourself? Normal people don't take that long to change."
"Ginerva Weasley! That's like..what? The second crude joke from you! Stop it, or I'll be forced to tell your mother."
"Jeez, woman. Calm down."
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Draco walked into Blaise's dorm and sat down on the couch.
"Hey, fucker!" Blaise cried from his bed.
"Hey."
"So, how's Little Miss Virgin doing?" Blaise smirked.
"Zabini..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll just think it from now on," he chuckled.
"You have to be the only person I know that is this horny," Draco laughed, doubling over.
Blaise just sat back, nodding his head, "So..how are you and Hermione. Seriously?"
Draco sighed, "She's great, we're great. I really love her."
"Your such a fucking poof."
"And yet you ask the romance questions?" Draco retorted, eyebrows raised.
"Oh, shut up. Your on a tight leash with her, don't push your luck," he made a whipping sound.
"For the millionth time, she does not dominate the relationship."
"Draco! Get your lazy ass over here!" he mimicked, in a woman's voice, "'I'm coming, woman!' See...you come when your called...you faithful little shit," he smirked.
Draco just laughed, "Hey, Blaise, I have that Death Eater thing soon. Aren't you going?"
"Psh..I don't have to go for like another few months, old Voldie doesn't want a dumb ass like me."
"Yet he wants the child prodigy," Draco muttered.
"Doesn't matter my friend. So how's little Granger taking it?"
"You mean being a Death Eater?" Blaise nodded, "She knows, we're gonna fight Voldemort when I go to the meeting. We could use your help."
"Yeah, well I can't do any legal Death Eater crap, I'd have to be sneaky, and sneaky just doesn't work for the Blaise-mistier."
"You are definitely the corniest person alive."
"And so what if I am? At least I'm not joining the fucking Death Eaters."
"Yeah, like I want to."
"Then don't. Defy the old fart, ditch your father, and while your at it, give my dad a whooping too," Blaise chuckled.
"Don't count on it," Draco shouted as he left the common room.
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"Hermione!" Draco shouted as he walked into the Head's common room.
He heard some giggling coming from her room. He kicked off his shoes and trudged up the stairs. He knocked softly on the door and peeked his head in.
"Draco?" he heard Hermione's voice.
He walked in and leaned in the doorway, a smirk on his face.
"So, alone time with Weaselette? When were you going to break the news to me?" Draco asked sarcastically.
"Psh..Draco, Hermione loves you waaay to much to go the other way. Plus, I would NEVER!" Ginny cried.
"It was a j-o-k-e."
"Mhm. Well, anyways, I'm gonna go back, I have a bloody potions essay. I'll see you tomorrow," Ginny gave Hermione a friendly hug.
"Hey, hey, hey! If your gonna bloody shag, go find a room," Draco cried, covering his eyes.
Hermione just giggled as Ginny left the room. Draco walked over and picked Hermione up. Hermione let out an excited squeal as Draco carried her over to his room. He set her down on the bed, and crawled in next to her. He placed his arms around his waist and pulled her closer. He leaned down and kissed her passionately. Hermione pulled away.
"Hey, 'Mione, did you know Blaise thinks your hot?" Draco chuckled.
"He's a horny man. Doesn't he have a girlfriend?"
"I don't think Blaise has ever had a girlfriend. He just screws the hot ones and makes fun of the ugly ones."
"Hey! You used to think I was ugly."
"Until you matured into the little vixen. Blaise is right, you are hot," Draco smirked.
Hermione cringed, "I like beautiful better."
"Well, then beautiful it is. Your smart, gorgeous, witty, funny," he whispered in between kisses. He leaned down near her ear and whispered, "and you get me tight in the shorts."
Hermione's eyes bulged. "O-o-ok."
"Don't worry. I would never force you Hermione. We've been over this."
"Then don't make comments like that and I won't have to."
"Ok, then, whatever you want," he surrendered.
"Hey, just one question 'Mione."
"Yeah?"
"Permission to accidentally send a curse Potter's way during the war?"
"Draco!" Hermione scolded.
He chuckled and placed a playful kiss on her nose. He then gave her a warm hug.
"Just kidding. But I do get permission to help send the father to Azkaban, right?" he asked childishly.
"Definitely."
A/N: Ok, so here's the deal. I'm going on vacation for a week...so no updates till next year! Sorry! Now I expect 20 reviews. I'm bumping it up because you guys haven't been doing your job.
I'm letting you know now, I'm going to start a new story, called In Too Deep. It's going up next year, and I will be doing it while I do this story, so no flaming if updates take longer! And that goes for both stories.
ShouldBeInHollyWood: Hey! Your the best! Thanks for revising on such short notice. Have a great christmas!
And thanks to all of you who reviewed! I don't think I'm allowed to mention everybody's name, and I don't wanna get kicked off..so I'm not risking it. But if you feel unloved and want your name in the author's note, then by all means send me the proof that I'm allowed and I'll gladly do it!
i hope i get many new reviewers this holiday season!