Disclaimer: Ok let's just say this goes for the rest of the story. I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT AND JENNESSICA SANDERS!
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Hermione yawned, after her long night the night before she was ready to pass out. She had gotten at the most 2 hours of sleep before her internal alarm clock woke her up. The book that she was reading seemed to just keep writing it's self. It was never ending it seemed. She discovered one thing though, the book's reason for continually writing itself was because it wrote about what the most recent generation of Sanders was doing. The book actually gave her Jennessica Sanders' past and what she was doing at the present time! Hermione made sure to make a note of that because you never know when that could come in handy. And that's when the thought hit her. I could find out what anybody in our school is doing whenever I want! One thing about restricted section books was that the due date on them was the end of the school year, so she could keep the book all year. Hermione actually smiled at that, but then yawned again. Harry and Ron gave her worried looks, but she just returned it with a look that clearly said 'I was reading all night'. Of course Harry and Ron knew that look like the back of their hands so they got it immediately. Hermione sighed and returned to paying attention to the professor.
(Ok I'm going to jump a little time here now. You'll see me do that every once in a while)
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It was almost Halloween and everyone was excited for there was to be a Halloween dance. Hermione wasn't as thrilled as everyone else. She and the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy, had to plan it. At the present time Hermione was heading towards the private common room like place that was given to every year's Head Boy and Girl. It was useful for getting away from everyone else and for planning things as most of the time the Head Boy and Girl were from different houses.
"Bellezza" Hermione stated clearly. It was Malfoy who came up with the password. He said it was in Italian but he wouldn't tell her what it meant. It didn't really bug her so she left it be. The portrait of one of the schools most famous Head Boy and Girl opened and Hermione stepped inside. Once the portrait closed Hermione was immediately hit with the sent of roses. She looked around and noticed that the candles that lined the wall were lit along with the fire. Hermione walked over to the black leather couch that sat in front of the fire and saw the one and only Draco Malfoy fast asleep. Hermione took a second to look him over. He looked so peaceful just laying their asleep. If facial features were enhanced by the light of the fire and candles, it made him look almost angelic. His right arm lay under his head while his left was carelessly lying across his stomach. His hair, which he had taken out of its spiked ways, was lying carelessly across his forehead.
Hermione quickly shook herself out of her reverie and walked up to him. Lightly she shook his shoulder and in return received a low groan of protest. Slowly grayish-blue eyes appeared as their owner awoke. Hermione smiled at him slightly and once he sat up she sat down next to him. Hermione gave him a few moments to wake up and then took out some parchment, quills and ink so they could begin working.
"So I guess we need decorations, music and food. We should probably start off with music. What do you think we should do?" Hermione finally said. Draco took a second before replying.
"We could probably hook up a wizradio and play 98.7. They have all the music that's popular today and then we could have different bands playing. They don't have commercials either like some of those other stations." Draco finally said. Hermione smiled and wrote that down finding that it was actually a really good idea. "As for decorations why don't we go with a kind of medieval haunted theme?" Draco suggested.
"That's a really good idea. I like it a lot." Hermione said, surprising both herself and Draco. Draco wrote it down on the paper and Hermione looked at his handwriting with suspicion. Something about it looked familiar. After a second Hermione shrugged and put that thought away. "Now for food, that should be pretty easy. We should probably just go for the classic finger foods. No body wants a full course meal at a dance." Draco nodded and wrote that down.
"Well that was easy… and fast. I guess we're done here." Draco stood up and stretched. Hermione could just see his muscles flex under his shirt. He nodded to Hermione and slung his bag over his shoulder. "Fino al prossimo tempo la mia signora." And with that he left leaving a very puzzled Hermione behind.
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It was Halloween and everyone was excited for the dance latter that night, everyone that is except, once again, Hermione who didn't have a date for the dance. Hermione sighed and made her way to her room so she could get ready. She was dressing up as her favorite Disney character, Tinkerbell. (That's my favorite!) She was just about to sit on her bed when she saw something. It was a letter with her name on it in dark green ink. She knew right away that it was from her secret admirer. Hermione quickly put her bag down next to the bed and grabbed the letter. Slowly she opened it and began it read:
Lady Hermione,
Romeo, Romeo where art thou Romeo? You's prob'ly wonderin' tha' ar'n't ya's? (lmao) Well actually this is probably more accurate: Romeo, Romeo who art thou Romeo? (This is in the sense of you thinking I'm your Romeo, though I highly doubt it…) Maybe one day you'll think of me as your Romeo, but for now I'm happy to be thought of as your secret admirer…
Well I thought I'd give you some clues as to who I am. First I will say my friends call me the Slytherin Sex God though I'm not proud of it. I am a Quidditch player and I catch one of the balls, one that earns points. I only like neutral colors, I can't stand neon colors! I enjoy reading in my spare time. People say I have a… unique appearance. I enjoy a good game of Wizards chess every once in a while. I prefer not to eat meat, though I will.
Well I've told you enough, so sincerely yours,
Dragon Warrior
(PS Happy Halloween!)
Hermione sighed and smiled. She was so happy he gave her clues as to who he was and that he confirmed that he was a Slytherin. Now she needed to find out who the Slytherin Sex God was. It was then that it hit her. Sex God? She had promised herself that she would never have sex before marriage so what if this guy wanted to have sex with her after a while? Of course she would say no. It was just part of her principles. She would never crack on that either for she wanted to lose her virginity to the one she would live the rest of her life with. It was just sacred like that. She couldn't understand how other girls could actually give their virginity up to someone they didn't plan on spending their life with. It was just totally messed up in her opinion.
Hermione looked at her watch and was startled at the time. She only had an hour and a half to get ready! Hermione quickly took a shower and then slipped into her Tinkerbell costume. After putting on some glittery green eyeshadow and dark brown mascara Hermione charmed her hair blonde and put it up in a high ponytail. Just as she finished a knock resounded on her door.
"Come in!" Hermione replied to the knock. The door opened and Ginny walked in. Ginny was dressed as one of those muggle versions of witches except she was more a drunk, gothic witch. Her black skirt was mid-thigh and her black tanktop was tight and pushed up her breasts. She had her hair kept down and had black highlights in it. She had a black witch's hat on crooked to show the drunkenness. Hermione laughed and smiled at Ginny. They decided that they would go down together and later Ginny would meet up with Blaise.
The two girls headed out of the Gryffindor common room and down to the Great Hall. Once there the two went over to a table where Ron and Harry were sitting with their dates Luna Lovegood and Hannah Abbot. They smiled at the two girls and complemented them on their costumes.
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A couple of hours latter Hermione was fed up. She was board as hell and wanted to get some fresh air. She stood up from the table and walked out the giant oak doors. Once outside Hermione took a deep breath. It had been so mucky indoors because of all the dancing and sweat. Hermione sighed and walked down to the lake. As she approached it she saw someone their. Someone with platinum blonde hair that shone in the moon light. Hermione approached her slowly; she hadn't talked to her in a while.
"Hello Hermione."
Hermione was startled when Jennessica spoke. She didn't know that the girl knew she was there. Hermione stood beside her and looked over at the girl. She seemed troubled somewhat. It bothered Hermione to no end that it was so. Jennessica had dressed up in a sort of Juliet costume which also happened to startle her because of the letter from her secret admirer. She placed that thought in the back of her mind though, for she found it of little importance.
"Hi Jennessica. Is something wrong? You seem rather troubled." Hermione said softly. There was no reason to be loud as it was eerily quiet outside.
"No nothing at all. I'm just enjoying the scenery and thinking." Jennessica replied in a cool and quiet voice.
"What are you thinking about?"
"The war. I can't help but think about it. I know that by now you've done all you can to find out about my family so I know you know of my family's past." Jennessica sighed. "I don't know which side to support. Should I stay with the family tradition and fight for the Dark Lord or should I fight along side you and your friends. All my family is on the Dark Lord's side and I don't want to fight them but I just don't think the Dark Lord's thoughts and reason for this war is right." Jennessica said in a tired voice. Hermione felt sad for her all of a sudden. The poor girl had quite the dilemma. On one hand she could stay with her family and not fight against them, but on the other side she could fight for what she thought was right. As silly as it sounded Hermione knew it was a tough decision. All Hermione could hope however was that she would fight on their side.
"Well whichever side you choose I hope you choose it wisely." Hermione nodded to her and then walked away. There was a lot to think about tonight and she wanted to get a head start.
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Italian Translation:
Fino al prossimo tempo la mia signora until next time my lady
I'm not going to tell you what bellezza means though because you'll find out latter!
Well I hope you liked that chapter! Ohhhhh another note from the secret admirer! I don't know just how soon I'll reveal to Hermione who her secret admirer is…
R/R please!