Chapter 2
"Hermione clam down, we aren't going to get in trouble!" pleaded Avery who was practically dragging a reluctant Hermione down a path that would lead them to the team change rooms, she was shaking in her sandals. When the two large white tents came in to view Hermione froze, rooted to the spot.
"Hermione please! They won't care they'll probably be delighted!" she let out a annoyed and tired sigh "Hermione there is a sitting area when you first walk in you can stay there while I go in to the locker room. Alright?"
She just nodded mutely; Avery smiled and led Hermione to the Tent on the left. They walked through a flap in to a small room with a few chairs Hermione sat down while Avery passed through another flap. She was quite alone in the little room, she was just starting to relax a tiny bit when the flap Avery had just disappeared in to when opened again and two of the players walked out Avery in step behind them. One was shirtless but the other had a shirt on but it was totally unbuttoned in the front exposing his chest. They were both still in their riding pants and boots. One was Marcus Hathaway, he was very good looking he had sunny blond hair, a light tan, a firm lean body, a bright white smile, and he was only a little more then 4 inches taller then Avery and Hermione. His companion took Hermione's breath away for a number of reasons. For one he was very handsome, he had messy jet-black hair, dazzling green eyes that glittered an were full of kindness, a charming kind smile, he seemed a little over 6 feet tall, and it was obvious he took his physical fitness seriously cause Hermione couldn't help but gaze at his firm muscles although he was lean, this was visible throw the opening of his unbuttoned shirt. The second reason Hermione was surprised was the man standing before her was the Prince of England and thirdly he was staring at her in the same way she was gazing at him.
She stood up hurriedly said "Good after noon your highness," and curtsied
"It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance Ms?"
"Hermione, Hermione Granger."
"Ah I know your sister, Hayden." He said smiling "If I remember correctly we went to a rock concert the... blast what was their name."
"The Strokes."
"Right! How'd you know?' he asked slightly puzzled
"I was there, I got her the backstage passes I'm friends with Julian Casablancas." She said slightly annoyed.
"Really?"
"Did I stutter?" she snapped forgetting, to whom she was talking too, not really caring in the first place. Avery stared at her in disbelief her mouth hanging open and her lure eyes wide. Who cares if he's the prince! I don't he's just another human being! She crossed her arms across her chest and gave Harry a ' what ya gonna do about it?' look. He was going to go all ' I'm A ROYAL' on her and she was very prepared with an arsenal of sarcastic and snappish comments. But what the handsome young man did next totally caught her off guard. He laughed.
Harry turned to Avery still chuckling "she's a feisty one."
Avery smiled and nodded, "You have no idea." Marcus, Harry, and Avery all shared a chuckled but stopped abruptly when they saw the glare Hermione was giving them, more so Harry then anyone else.
"You hardly know me your Highness," she said dryly
"Yes, but I would very much like to." He said giving her a sweet smile.
But Hermione must have not seen him smile "Don't hold your breath."
"Hermione!" hissed Avery, her sarcasm was cute before but now she seemed to truly dislike him and was being rude.
"It's quite all right Avery, I was being forward I apologize miss." He locked his glittering emerald eyes with her warm chocolate brown ones as he kissed her hand. She blushed as a smile creeped on to her face. Her stomach was doing flip-flops, which confused her a lot, What's wrong? Did I eat something rotten?
Marcus cleared his throat "Hermione would like to meet my horse?" she nodded mutely then walked out with Marcus. I owe him for that, Harry thought to himself.
He turned to walk back in to the change room, Avery gave him a sly grin" Nice save Potter," He smiled and walked back through the flap.
Marcus left Hermione at the Paddock with his horse so he could finish changing. Hermione was petting Marcus's horse, Damien when some one put their hand on her upper arm and the other on her shoulder. Hermione froze " What do you want?" she hissed
"Only to touch a woman of such beauty," the man said, Hermione realized this wasn't Harry, but someone else. "Turn around gorgeous." He ordered but she was rooted to the spot. When she didn't move the man got angry and his grip tightened on her causing sharp pains in her shoulder and arm.
"No thanks I rather not," she managed through the escalating pains in her arm and shoulder.
"It'd be wise to do as your told!" he growled to no extent Hermione remained with her back to him. The man was about to speak again when a voice broke through the air.
"Malfoy get off her!" yelled what seemed to be a furious Harry.
"Fuck off Potter I'm busy! This is none of your business!" shouted Hermione's attacker, the stinging from his intense grip was getting to much for her to handle as her legs collapsed from under her. His hands flew away from her as if the touch of her skin had burned him as she fell to the ground with a small thud.
"Hermione!!!!" screamed Harry he ran over to her and knelt down at her side.
"Draco are you mad!"
"What's it to you Potter? It's not like she's your friend!" he scoffed
"No but that doesn't mean I'm going to let you hurt her or that I don't care for her!" He glared at Draco using every ounce of his strength trying to not punch him.
"Whatever Potter." Draco turned and walked away leaving Harry and Hermione.
Harry picked up Hermione, putting one arm under her legs and he other around her back.
"What happened?" she muttered as she came back to earth.
"Oh um..." he stuttered, he placed her gently back on her feet and she looked up at him. He was easily taller then her by 8 inches
"Never mind I remember, you're my Hero." She kissed him on his cheek and smiled as they both blushed.
Hermione began to walk back to where she was meeting Avery when Harry called to her "When will I see you again?"
She turned around and smiled at him "You're the Prince you figure it out!" she then turned and walked to where Avery was waiting.
"Well, well getting friendly with the Prince eh?" she asked teasingly
Hermione blushed slightly hitting her friend playfully in the side of the arm "Sod off Kensington." As they walked back to their car, and eventually to their London flat to tell Dria the event of their day.
A/N: Wow I'm getting such a great response to this story, thanks so much! I'm glad you all liked the beginning and I hope I can continue to meet with your approval R&R!
"Hermione clam down, we aren't going to get in trouble!" pleaded Avery who was practically dragging a reluctant Hermione down a path that would lead them to the team change rooms, she was shaking in her sandals. When the two large white tents came in to view Hermione froze, rooted to the spot.
"Hermione please! They won't care they'll probably be delighted!" she let out a annoyed and tired sigh "Hermione there is a sitting area when you first walk in you can stay there while I go in to the locker room. Alright?"
She just nodded mutely; Avery smiled and led Hermione to the Tent on the left. They walked through a flap in to a small room with a few chairs Hermione sat down while Avery passed through another flap. She was quite alone in the little room, she was just starting to relax a tiny bit when the flap Avery had just disappeared in to when opened again and two of the players walked out Avery in step behind them. One was shirtless but the other had a shirt on but it was totally unbuttoned in the front exposing his chest. They were both still in their riding pants and boots. One was Marcus Hathaway, he was very good looking he had sunny blond hair, a light tan, a firm lean body, a bright white smile, and he was only a little more then 4 inches taller then Avery and Hermione. His companion took Hermione's breath away for a number of reasons. For one he was very handsome, he had messy jet-black hair, dazzling green eyes that glittered an were full of kindness, a charming kind smile, he seemed a little over 6 feet tall, and it was obvious he took his physical fitness seriously cause Hermione couldn't help but gaze at his firm muscles although he was lean, this was visible throw the opening of his unbuttoned shirt. The second reason Hermione was surprised was the man standing before her was the Prince of England and thirdly he was staring at her in the same way she was gazing at him.
She stood up hurriedly said "Good after noon your highness," and curtsied
"It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance Ms?"
"Hermione, Hermione Granger."
"Ah I know your sister, Hayden." He said smiling "If I remember correctly we went to a rock concert the... blast what was their name."
"The Strokes."
"Right! How'd you know?' he asked slightly puzzled
"I was there, I got her the backstage passes I'm friends with Julian Casablancas." She said slightly annoyed.
"Really?"
"Did I stutter?" she snapped forgetting, to whom she was talking too, not really caring in the first place. Avery stared at her in disbelief her mouth hanging open and her lure eyes wide. Who cares if he's the prince! I don't he's just another human being! She crossed her arms across her chest and gave Harry a ' what ya gonna do about it?' look. He was going to go all ' I'm A ROYAL' on her and she was very prepared with an arsenal of sarcastic and snappish comments. But what the handsome young man did next totally caught her off guard. He laughed.
Harry turned to Avery still chuckling "she's a feisty one."
Avery smiled and nodded, "You have no idea." Marcus, Harry, and Avery all shared a chuckled but stopped abruptly when they saw the glare Hermione was giving them, more so Harry then anyone else.
"You hardly know me your Highness," she said dryly
"Yes, but I would very much like to." He said giving her a sweet smile.
But Hermione must have not seen him smile "Don't hold your breath."
"Hermione!" hissed Avery, her sarcasm was cute before but now she seemed to truly dislike him and was being rude.
"It's quite all right Avery, I was being forward I apologize miss." He locked his glittering emerald eyes with her warm chocolate brown ones as he kissed her hand. She blushed as a smile creeped on to her face. Her stomach was doing flip-flops, which confused her a lot, What's wrong? Did I eat something rotten?
Marcus cleared his throat "Hermione would like to meet my horse?" she nodded mutely then walked out with Marcus. I owe him for that, Harry thought to himself.
He turned to walk back in to the change room, Avery gave him a sly grin" Nice save Potter," He smiled and walked back through the flap.
Marcus left Hermione at the Paddock with his horse so he could finish changing. Hermione was petting Marcus's horse, Damien when some one put their hand on her upper arm and the other on her shoulder. Hermione froze " What do you want?" she hissed
"Only to touch a woman of such beauty," the man said, Hermione realized this wasn't Harry, but someone else. "Turn around gorgeous." He ordered but she was rooted to the spot. When she didn't move the man got angry and his grip tightened on her causing sharp pains in her shoulder and arm.
"No thanks I rather not," she managed through the escalating pains in her arm and shoulder.
"It'd be wise to do as your told!" he growled to no extent Hermione remained with her back to him. The man was about to speak again when a voice broke through the air.
"Malfoy get off her!" yelled what seemed to be a furious Harry.
"Fuck off Potter I'm busy! This is none of your business!" shouted Hermione's attacker, the stinging from his intense grip was getting to much for her to handle as her legs collapsed from under her. His hands flew away from her as if the touch of her skin had burned him as she fell to the ground with a small thud.
"Hermione!!!!" screamed Harry he ran over to her and knelt down at her side.
"Draco are you mad!"
"What's it to you Potter? It's not like she's your friend!" he scoffed
"No but that doesn't mean I'm going to let you hurt her or that I don't care for her!" He glared at Draco using every ounce of his strength trying to not punch him.
"Whatever Potter." Draco turned and walked away leaving Harry and Hermione.
Harry picked up Hermione, putting one arm under her legs and he other around her back.
"What happened?" she muttered as she came back to earth.
"Oh um..." he stuttered, he placed her gently back on her feet and she looked up at him. He was easily taller then her by 8 inches
"Never mind I remember, you're my Hero." She kissed him on his cheek and smiled as they both blushed.
Hermione began to walk back to where she was meeting Avery when Harry called to her "When will I see you again?"
She turned around and smiled at him "You're the Prince you figure it out!" she then turned and walked to where Avery was waiting.
"Well, well getting friendly with the Prince eh?" she asked teasingly
Hermione blushed slightly hitting her friend playfully in the side of the arm "Sod off Kensington." As they walked back to their car, and eventually to their London flat to tell Dria the event of their day.
A/N: Wow I'm getting such a great response to this story, thanks so much! I'm glad you all liked the beginning and I hope I can continue to meet with your approval R&R!