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Chapter 14. Saturday Night

Draco walked down to the Great Hall happy and content and ready to talk to Blaise like he promised Hermione he would do. He had no idea what Blaise had done, or what he would need to do to fix it, but he was going to help. Blaise looked miserable. He was pushing around scrambled eggs, head down, a frown on his face, and he looked like he was miles away from everyone else in the world. This wasn't a Blaise he was used to. This wasn't his best friend.

"What's up?" Blaise looked around and focused on Draco. He really had been light-years away.

"Huh? Oh, nothing I guess." He glanced at the Gryffindor table, then back down at his eggs before tossing his fork on his plate and running both hands threw his hair.

"Okay, what's up with you and Ginny?"

"Ask her."

"I'm asking you." Blaise looked at him, and Draco knew this was deeper than just apologizing.

"I don't fucking know anymore. I try to look out for her and she just ends it. Ask her what the bleeding problem is, because I sure as hell don't." Yeah, this was deeper.

"Well, what did you-"

"He tried to run her life because he's a male chauvinist." Pansy couldn't take anymore of Blaise's 'poor me' bullshit. He knew what his did. "Blaise, grow some balls and admit you were an ass." Draco's eyebrows shot up, and he couldn't believe Pansy, of all people, spoke out. First, asking a question in potions, now her telling Blaise off. Whatever was going on in her private life was not only private, but very altering.

"You don't know what you're talking about, Parkinson."

"No? I know you tried-"

"I tried to look out for her!" Blaise stood up with such force that his chair fell and hit the ground. "Damn! I was trying to be a boyfriend! What does she do? She throws my bloody ring in my face and tells me that it's over. She whines to everyone, and makes me look horrible, but this is what she wanted! This is what she did. This is her doing. So don't sit there and tell me that I was the asshole, because all I did was love her, and all I did was try to be there for her." Blaise looked briefly at the Gryffindor table before looking down at the ground again. "She told me it was over, gave me back my ring, and it is over. Never again will I make that mistake. This is what she wanted." Blaise walked out of the Great Hall, quickly followed by a sobbing red head. Public displays were not usually Blaise's style; then again, he'd never loved a woman who broke his heart before. Gave back his ring? Yeah, he was in pain. She threw his love back at him.

Draco got up with Hermione and walked out of the Hall with her. If anyone asked they could always say that they were going to be Head's or that they were going to control the situation like Heads. Or, as a last result, they could always tell people the truth, that they loved each other, and wanted their friends to feel better, or that they wanted to be alone together. Draco sighed. He wasn't sure he would be able to tell a large amount of people that he loved Hermione. He did love her, but actually telling people that he loved her was something else.

"I didn't know." Draco thought that was one the dumbest things he'd ever said.

"Neither did I. I didn't know that she gave him back his ring." They were looking out the window watching Blaise and Ginny go at it on the grounds outside. They were totally secluded, and they had to make sure it stayed that way.

"It's killing him."

"It's killing her. She didn't mean to end it. She didn't think he would leave the way he did. She said he just walked out. She cried all night before telling me, and then cried the whole next day."

"He wouldn't know what to say. He's never been in love before." Hermione nodded and turned to face Draco. "Draco? Don't ever leave me." Draco lowered his head to hers. He wanted to say that he wouldn't. He wanted to tell her that he would always be there for her, but he didn't want to promise something he couldn't carry out. To break his word would hurt far more than him leaving.

Draco and Hermione saw the two outside separate at the same time. Draco headed off to check on Blaise, and Hermione went to check on Ginny.

"Blaise." At the sound of Draco's voice Blaise turned around.

"She's going to kill me."

"I know. When did this happen?"

"Thursday. I told her not to dance for anyone but me. She got pissed, we both said things that were better not said, and then the next thing I know, is I'm catching the ring I gave her before it hits me in the head, and she'd telling me it's over. I didn't even think. I just left. What was I supposed to do?"

"I know it's rough right now, but she loves you, and she didn't mean to end it. You were both mad and weren't thinking right. You're pride and ego got between your love for each other, and if you don't put your differences aside, this is going to kill you." Blaise looked like a light bulb went off and dashed down the hallway again. Back out the doors, and fell on the ground next to Ginny.

"Gin? Ginny, I'm sorry. I just love you so much that I don't know what I'd do if you left me, or if you danced for some other guy." Ginny kissed Blaise and successfully shut him up.

"There will never be anyone else. I'm so sorry." Ginny took the ring off the string he'd used to tie it around his neck with and put it back on her finger. "There have never been any before that mean as much to me as you do, and there will never be another man that I love as much as I love you. I swear to you, that no matter what, no matter what we say, I will never take off your ring again. I never want to lose you Blaise. The thought of it nearly killed me." Blaise hugged Ginny, and Hermione went to stand next to Draco. She knew what it was like to lose someone, and she had hated watching Ginny going threw the same thing she went threw when she first lost her parents. The numbness, then the hurt and pain. She never wanted to watch another person go threw that again. She also never wanted to experience that sort of pain again. Hermione looked up at Draco. She knew she wouldn't feel the pain of losing someone right now, or in a few years from now, but she would feel the pain again. Someday Draco would look at her and know that she wasn't the girl for him, and he would wonder if he'd wasted the last years on some mudblood. She knew the day would come. She just hoped it wouldn't be soon. Actually, honestly, she hoped it never happened. No girl had tamed Draco, and she doubted she was the one that could.

"I'm glad that their back together." Hermione and Draco were walking into the Head's dorm after dinner. They'd spent the day together, and Hermione could almost believe that they were meant for each other. If she forgot the fact that only her friends knew about them dating. Today was the first day that the school had seen them together. Even then, some were saying that it was only head business, or that it was a fluke. What were they going to say when someone asked if they were dating? Hermione shook these thoughts from her head. She was only going to worry herself, or upset Draco. No, the best thing to be while dating, if you could call it that, Draco, was to act emotionally unattached. If she got clingy, he'd be out the door in a heartbeat.

"Yeah, it's great knowing they're going to go the extra mile." Draco wasn't happy. Oh, he could act happy, but he wasn't. He was miserable. They'd spent the whole day together. This would have been great, but every time he'd go to take her hand, she'd move hers. She never acted like she wanted to tell people they were dating. Were they dating? Is that what they were doing? What were they going to do when someone asked? Draco ran his hands threw his hair. Hermione acted so casual about everything. She wasn't clingy like the other girls. Sure, he hated when they clung, but damn it, she wasn't every other girl. He wanted guys to know she belonged to him. Damn it, he wasn't even sure she belonged to him! Wasn't even sure he wanted her to. He just didn't want her to be so casual when he was anything but casual.

"I have to go in a couple of hours." Hermione was really hoping Draco would go, to see her, and what she was doing. For some reason she wanted him to go. To see what she had done. She was just being some dumb girl looking for approval from some guy though. That wasn't her. She didn't need his approval, not that he would go and give his approval, but she wanted it. Draco wanted to go. He wanted to see what she was doing, what she created, but he didn't want to smother her. He didn't want her to think she couldn't live her own life. She was free to do what she wanted. He ignored the sensation in his stomach and told himself that he didn't own her, and it would hurt more when he ended if he didn't get attached. He was going to end it, wasn't he? The thing was, he didn't know anymore.

"Yeah. Wouldn't want to be late on your first day on the job."

"Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Everything and nothing.

"No. You didn't do anything wrong, and nothing's wrong." Draco kissed Hermione when she tried to say something. He didn't want to fight now. He didn't want to fight with Hermione.

Hermione instantly forgot everything she was going to say. How he always seemed to do that she didn't know. That was his talent, and she was thankful that he had it.

"I want you, Hermione." Hermione smirked, and Draco felt his stomach clutch. He hadn't entirely been joking when he'd told Hermione that she would have to marry him. She did have the Malfoy smirk.

"I want you, too, Draco. Take me. Take me now." Hermione wondered how long they could last on just sex. Some day they were both going to get tired of having sex instead of talking, and they couldn't base a relationship on sex. Right now they couldn't get enough, so maybe that was a good thing.

"Okay, girls, this is the moment we've been waiting for. This is the moment the boys have been waiting for. Let's go out there and show them what we have okay. No matter what, we will make them want us." Hermione looked at the girls that her and Ginny had handpicked. They had all cried, laughed, dreamed, talked, and cursed together. They were now closer than they had been since first year.

"Damn skippy they're going to want us." Pansy fluffed her hair a little more, and looked at the door as it opened. The first costumer of the night just strolled in and most of the girls in the room swooned as Harry filled out the questionnaire and then made himself comfortable at one of the poles on stage.

"Veronica. You're up." Hermione hugged Veronica, seeing as the girl was almost shaking with fear. "You're going to be fine, and he's going to love it." Veronica nodded and began making her way to the entrance to wait for her music to start.

"Draco, what are we doing here when we both want to be with them?"

"Blaise, just because we love them doesn't mean we have to be around them all the time."

"Well, you can hang onto your pride, and you can pretend she doesn't have your balls, but I'm going to go watch my girl dance on stage."

"Glad to see you got laid. Finally." Blaise smiled, and got a dreamy look on his face, telling Draco that his friend was fantasizing about those encounters now. Not a sight he wants to envision.

"Yeah, well, I'm leaving, see you later." Draco nodded, as Blaise left. Merlin he wanted to go watch Hermione. She did have his balls but he didn't have let the whole world know. Then again, she did go to his on his first night.

With that thought in his mind Draco practically ran from the room and made his way to the Room of Requirement.

Veronica heard the first notes of 'Buttons' and started her gymnastic meets dance routine.

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But you keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But u keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I like when it's physical gone leave me asking for more

I'm a sexy mama

And I always get what I wanna

I wanna do this thing right on you

Do a couple the things that I told you

You been saying all the right things all night long

But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off

Veronica landed in front of Harry, holding onto the pole, her legs wrapped around it, and he had to swallow the lump that grew in his throat. He couldn't do anything for the lump that grew in his pants, but, well, he hoped to before the night was over.

Veronica saw the look of surprise on his face, and smirked, knowing he was hooked now. She also realized that she'd been sleeping with the real Harry Potter. Why else would Harry Potter come to watch her dance? That was awesome because she couldn't have imagined losing her virginity to anyone else. She'd wanted to lose it to Harry, but didn't think she had a chance because she was a Slytherin, and he was a Gryffindor, but then Friday Night Special had changed that. She had a chance. Now she was very happy to learn that it was the real Harry the whole time.

Baby can't you see, these clothes are coming off me

This heat coming from this beat

I'm about to blow I don't think you know

Harry was about to blow, he knew that. Watching Veronica brought new meaning to 'cruel and unusual punishment'. He didn't think he was going to live to graduate. Not with her tormenting him. Veronica brought her leg up and Harry shifted, hoping to relieve some pressure in his pants, but it only made it worse.

Veronica saw Harry's growing discomfort. She hoped he'd asked for a room, or a second dance, or something, because she didn't want their time to end.

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But u keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But u keep fronting (uh)

Saying what u gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I like when it's physical gone leave me asking for more

I'm a sexy mama

And I always get what I wanna

I wanna do this thing right on you

Do a couple the things that I told you

You been saying all the right things all night long

But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off

Veronica heard the door open and close to the Room of Requirement, but the only people in the room were her and Harry. No one else but him. Hermione was right, it wasn't that bad, and he loved it.

Harry groaned and thought he was going to die.

"Hey, mate." Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas sat down next to him, and he only mumbled something incoherently in response.

You say your a big boy but I can't agree

Cuz the love you said you had ain't been put on me

I wonder, if I'm just to much for you wonder

Don't my kiss just make you just wonder

What I got next for you what you wanna do

Take the chance to recognize that this could be yours

I can see just like those guys that your game don't agree

Baby cant you see these clothes are coming off me

I'm about to blow I don't think you know

Oh, I'm a big boy, and once this song is over, I'm going to prove how big I am. Harry made that his mission, to show her that he was a man, and that he was a big boy.

Veronica saw the gleam in his eye and almost moaned, and jumped into his arms. She didn't think he knew, but he was now leaning onto the stage. She could laugh with joy. This was everything and so much more.

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But you keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But u keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I like when it's physical gone leave me asking for more

I'm a sexy mama

And I always get what I wanna

I wanna do this thing right on you

Do a couple the things that I told you

You been saying all the right things all night long

But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off

He really loved this song, but when was it going to end. He wanted Veronica so bad. He didn't think he'd ever wanted a woman so much in his life. He wanted to prove to Veronica that he was a man, that he could be her man, and that he didn't want any other woman but him. That is, if this was the real Veronica. He knew how things worked in Friday Night Special, but he didn't know if they had the same rules. He would just have to see.

Veronica put everything she had into the dance. She hoped he noticed all the little things she threw in there that no one else would understand. The little things that she did when she was alone with Harry. Only he would know about them because he was the only guy she'd done anything with.

C'mon baby loosen up my buttons babe

Loosen up my buttons babe

Baby wont you loosen up my buttons babe

Loosen up my buttons babe

Baby wont you loosen up my buttons babe

Loosen up my buttons babe

Baby wont you loosen up my buttons babe

Loosen up my buttons babe

Harry saw Veronica cross her fingers and flick her wrist. Veronica, or the Veronica that he slept with did that sometimes if he played music for her. Did she do that around other people, or only by herself, or only with people that she slept with? He was the only guy she had slept with. This was his Veronica. Harry smiled and he couldn't wait for the song to end.

Veronica knew when Harry did that she was the real Veronica. Veronica smiled back and almost sighed when she heard that the song was almost done.

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But you keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But u keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I like when it's physical gone leave me asking for more

I'm a sexy mama

And I always get what I wanna

I wanna do this thing right on you

Do a couple the things that I told you

You been saying all the right things all night long

But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off

Harry stood up and put his hands on the stage, and prayed that Veronica would come to him soon. This pain was almost unbearable. He saw her slow her motions and knew the song was almost over.

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But you keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh-huh)

But u keep fronting (uh)

Saying what you gonna do to me (uh-huh)

But I ain't seen nutting

I like when it's physical gone leave me asking for more

I'm a sexy mama

And I always get what I wanna

I wanna do this thing right on you

Do a couple the things that I told you

You been saying all the right things all night long

But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off

Veronica slid across the stage to Harry, and she was surprised when he picked her up off the stage, and began carrying her away.

"The song isn't over, Harry."

"I don't care."

"But the dance isn't over."

"Veronica, I can't wait anymore. You're lucky I'm taking you to a room instead of taking you on stage, which I was tempted to do." Veronica giggled and kissed Harry, letting her tongue wonder into his, and tasting him. Something she thought she would only be able to do on Friday nights.

"There is nothing to laugh about. Which room do we get."

"One." Harry shoved the door open, then tossed Veronica onto the bed before the door was even shut. "Harry!"

"Believe me, I'm joining you." Harry shut the door and jumped onto the bed on top of Veronica. Veronica giggles, then moaned when Harry shifted to have his leg between hers. Merlin, she loved this boy.

Draco had seen Harry cart Veronica off to his cave, and laughed. He saw the poles, the girls dancing, and the boys fascinated by them. Hermione knew how to throw a party when she wanted to throw a party. Draco filled out the questionnaire and hoped that Hermione would come soon. This he couldn't wait for. He wanted her to dance for him, and he wanted everyone to know that Hermione was his. He was going to stake his claim, and he didn't care what anyone had to say, or what anyone did. Hermione was going to be his. He'd decided that when he couldn't spend an evening away from her. Some day, she would be his wife. He would see to it.

AN: I would like to thank Goddess of life and death for suggesting that I use 'Buttons' from The Pussycat Dolls. I love that song! Oh, and if you hadn't guessed, this is just part of Hogwarts Dolls big night. (I just noticed that it was Hogwarts Dolls, and I used a song from The Pussycat Dolls. Sorry, I get amused easily. Lol)