Chapter 2

Granger?

(Quick note- 'wordswordswords'—these are thoughts

wordswordswords—this is Blaise Point of View- it's the same with thought

wordswordswords—this is Draco Point of View- it's the same with thought

And as you know, when I talk like this I am Storyteller.

Two hours Hermione spent froze solid, but to her it felt as though she was a week full of torture. Sitting their having Lavender and Parvati shred her clothing, and picking at her face or hair, she was even sure that torture at the hands of Voldemort was better.

"Hermione" said Lavender who had just come back from (In Lavenders word's) the once truly tragic wardrobe that with her help was given another chance. Hermione's eyes, with were closed because of the pain inflicted on her when Lavender plucked and waxed her eyebrows, lips, underarms, and legs, opened slightly. Lavender taking this as a reply continued. "I'm going to take the spell off of you, just so that you can walk over to see your new wardrobe. OK?"

Hermione Blinked. In her mind she thought 'Does this girl really think that if she takes this bloody curse off, I'm not going to run for it? Now that's what you call delusional-'

Lavender at that moment cut off her thoughts by speaking the counter curse.

"Come on Hermione, lets go see- Ah! Parvati catch her!"

Hermione was off in a second, toppling over Lavender who had stood in her way to her exit. As she ran from her dorm into the common room drawing every guy's eye, the only thing she could hear were the girls running after her.

"HERMIONE! GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!" Parvati screamed from her place at the top of the stair well. Hermione jumped and fell at the sound of her voice.

"BLOODY HELL- Hermione?" Ron yelled standing up from his now forgotten chess game with Dean Thomas. Hermione though never heard him because at the same time, Hermione yelled back.

"Don't you have dates to be on! I mean you got ready so they have to be on their way, right?"

"Sorry, but we got ready two hours before hand. We can have you for another.. hour. So get your bloody arse back here!"

At that Hermione had gotten up, and shot out of the common room and into the hallway before the portrait of the fat lady could even open fully. She didn't stop there though, as soon as she thought about being put into another bind, her feet went into overdrive. Running she turned a corner, she ran straight into a wall. Or so she thought.

"Granger?" Called the voice above

'Shiite, this is why you don't look back while running Hermione. If you do you're bound to run into something.. Huh did the wall just talk?' Looking up her brown eyes, locked with Blue ones. Turning her head slightly, her eyes connected with gray ones. This was the individual who spoke, the one and only Draco Malfoy.

Hermione got up, 'Lest let him say something about her "place" on the floor.. Stupid Prat.. And that must mean' Her eyes widened and she turned to the guy standing a little towards her left. 'That's Blaise… Shiite that means if there is an hour to go I'm in the dungeons.. SHIITE'

"Leave me alone, Malfoy. I am not in the mood today to entertain any of attempts at comebacks or even witty remarks"

"Yes same old Granger for you" Malfoy said hitting Blaise' arm a little "Tell me, Granger, did you get tired of your old looks or did they run out on you" At this Malfoy smirked, Blaise on the other hand held no emotions on his face.

"Look Malfoy, When you grow something down their" Hermione pointed, point blankly to Draco' Crotch "Then I'll tell you if they ran out on me, Now excuse me" With this Hermione passed by both Draco and Blaise, She continued down the hall until she heard Draco shout at her.

"Granger, because I have something down their- Will you at least tell me if you got into a fight with that orange thing you call a cat?"

With this Hermione looked down at herself for the first time since the "makeover"/Torture. She was wearing a short skirt, and a mini shirt that showed off not only her cleavage but also her abs. She now shivered, now feeling the draft without a cloak. 'Damn, What the hell did they do to me? Not only my wardrobe but even the clothing on my back? Those girls are crazy! Who did they think they were? Betty Crocker?.. Wow I'm losing my mind. I mean I must be.. Come on Betty Crocker.. Wow'

Laughing now because of her thoughts, Hermione ignored Draco and walked on

Chapter 2 (story told from a different P-O-V)

"Drac, lets get going" Rolling over to put some space in between him and his lover and best friend. Draco had been Blaises' Lover since the beginning of 3rd year, and best friend since the day the two were born. Blaise believed that Draco and himself made each other- Draco so pale, with pale blond hair while he, himself had an olive completion and rich black curls. Even though they complemented each other perfectly, other things were right about the both of them. They had the same exact taste in women, or should I say one woman.

"Idon'twannago..mhmm let the bitch wait" Draco said trying to pull Blaise back into his arms.

"You know we can't do that, love," Blaise murmured huskily "Don't you wanna see our girl?"

By this time, He had already gotten out of bed- and started to walk bare-behind to the showers.

He was happy that each guy got there own rooms in Slytherins, He had heard others in passing talk about the lack of space and privacy in shared male dorms like Gryffindor.

"You know I do, Blaise. You know I do" Was all Draco said. While also rolling out of bed and making his way to the shower.

"Where do you think your going?" Blaise asked "You do know if we shower together we will be late" In response all he received was a sharp slap on the rear, while a smirking Draco passed whispering "Don't worry love we have time to kill".

That had been an hour ago, and now they where traveling to the Gryffindor commons. Using hallways that most know nothing about, they had the ability to talk freely.

"So.. I wonder if she will be there. I mean, that girl spends too much time in the library- and if I don't get even a glance at her before going off with that Parvati girl. I think I'll Arvada myself" Draco said. I could only agree to that as we rounded the corner, and something flew into my chest.

Looking down, expecting to see a first or second year- I was shocked to say the least when I found Hermione Granger sitting on her ass in front of me. Not only was she down there but also wearing hardly anything. My first thought was when she was Draco's and Mine- that al fit would never see the light of day again.. unless it was in the bedroom. My second thought was Hell she's not mine yet- so why not look.

Staring down, I first noticed her long slim legs. They looked perfect, and I could imagine wrapping them around my waist as I pound into her. Continuing on, I reach her navel. She has a toned body- it showed as she had no fat. Glancing up, just a little more, I came to her chest. I was amazed- my mouth started to water as my fantasies ran away with me. Glancing up one more time- what I noticed shocked me. She was wearing makeup- and her hair was down.. in curls to be exact. Then it hit me.. I had been staring like an idiot. Looking over at Draco, I soon realize so has he. Elbowing him out of his fantasies, I return my attention to the beauty in front of me.

"Granger?" I asked. I knew whom it was- but she seemed startled to realize that the thing she had just bumped into was speaking.

Looking up, her eyes met mine, and my body started to get hot. It takes her a while to place me, as I see her look over at Draco, and then back to me. It hits her.

Getting up- She speaks to Draco, more than myself. I'm alright with that because it just gives me more time to appreciate the view.

Coming back from my thoughts just in time to see her walk away. I look to Draco, who looks like he was ashamed, and it wasn't long till I found out why.

"Did you hear me? What horrid comebacks and remarks! I can't believe I said that!"

He was now pacing, something that he does often when something important to him doesn't go his way.

"It's Ok, Drac. Don't worry about it- you will have plenty of time to make up for it" With that I continue walking, to the Gryffindor commons. Draco too continues walking, now that we both had our eyes full of our prize. We both were ready and willing to spend a little time with our respective 'dates' if it means they might put in a good word.

Plus- After seeing that sight, who wouldn't want to get laid.