Thanks to all who reviewed! There is a little more romance in the Chapter but more will come. I'm sure you're all curious about Heather's secret but it will NOT be revealed in this chapter (for all you who thought she'd tell Draco, tsk tsk you underestimated her).

On with the story!


Hermione arrived "home", or so it was for now, carrying multiple bags. Shopping with the girls had been fun. Remy kept Lilac and Violet in check making sure that they didn't buy clothing that would make Hermione uncomfortable. Hermione should have kept them in check herself but she had a problem saying no. The things in the bags were either too short, too tight, or too revealing (or sometime all three) but she was ready to try something new. Her hair was different to, not extremely different but different. Lilac had wanted her to go blonde and curly, but Violet wanted her to be dark brown and straight. They had agreed to go somewhere in between so Hermione's hair was blonde and straight. Just kidding, it was dark and curly.

Upon entering the room she saw Draco working intently on his homework. I really should start mine. And within a few minutes she had.

Draco noticed Hermione looking uneasily at him. She opened her mouth as if to speak then shut it closed.

"You know Granger, now is really not the time for goldfish impressions." He said lazily without looking up.

She clenched and unclenched her hands, "I was just wondering if I could use your Social Studies notes."

Draco looked up and smirked. "I never thought I'd see the day when Hermione Granger, self appointed know-it-all and Queen of the books, slacked off in class."

"I wasn't slacking off, I just got distracted."

"By who, that Potter wanna be?"

"You know what, never mind I don't need your stupid notes." She started working again.

"Fine, you've convinced me. You can use them when I'm finished."

"And how long will that be?"

He flashed her a smile, "Could be hours." She groaned. He wasn't going to make this easy for her.

"I'm supposed to wait four or five hours for you to finish, even though we both know it should only take you twenty minutes?"

"Four or five hours? Darling, you underestimate me. Six at least." She buried her face in her hands. "So you have two choices," she looked up, "wait the hours out or come and share the notes with me. Your choice." He went back to his work. A few minutes later he was pleasantly surprised when he felt someone sit down at his left.

"I can't see the notes."

"Well then I guess you'll have to move closer." Hermione reluctantly moved closer to him. Being this close to him made her nervous for some unexplainable reason. She leaned forward causing a curl to fall into Draco's view. Without thinking he tucked the curl behind her ear. Her heart sped up and she was sure he could hear it pounding in her chest. His fingers lingered on her cheek a bit longer then they should have. The skin seemed to burn under his touch. What is happening to me?

The next few days passed unnoticeably. Hermione spent her time with Remy, Lilac, Violet, Oliver, and especially Chris. Lilac and Violet were the muggle version of Lavender and Parvati or so it seemed. Remy was more like Hermione than the other two. Oliver looked weirder then he really was and Chris was just as great as Harry, well almost. Draco spent his time Heather, who turned out not to be as hot and cold as he had first thought.

"So what are you doing this weekend?" Heather asked.

"I dunno. Staying home I guess. Why?" Draco eyed her suspiciously. Heather had a way of tricking him unlike any girl he knew, correction unlike any girl he knew except Pansy who seemed to have to power as well.

Heather's smiled brightened. "Tonight we are going to a party."

A muggle party. Draco would have to check one of these out. Although his father found muggles disgusting and thought them a waste of time and space, Draco had always been fascinated by them. Not in a freaky Arthur Weasley sort of way, just in a normal healthy fascination sort of way. "I'll go."

"Good, I'll pick you up at 8." And with that she left.

"Guess where we're going tonight." Chris pointed to the group.

"Where?"

"To Rider Smith's party. His parents are out of town." He explained.

"Oh my gosh." Lilac turned to Hermione. "You can where that skirt we bought." Hermione stared blankly, they had gotten many skirts. "You know the really cute black one." Oh that one. Tight, black, shiny, and barely covered her butt. Hermione wasn't quite sure how that one had ended up in the bags. "With the pink top." Tight, pink, shiny, and bare midriff. Again, not quite sure how it ended up in the bags.

"I dunno." She said uneasily. What would her parents say if they saw her dressed like that? Not much chance of them seeing but still….

"No it'll be perfect." Violet interjected. "Where you hair down, add a pair of pink heals and you'll be good to go."

There was no arguing with the twins. "Ok fine. I'll go and I'll where the outfit."

"Good. I'll pick you up at 8." Chris smiled.

Hermione stood in front of the mirror looking doubtfully at herself. She couldn't pull off an outfit like this. She fought the urge to grab a jumper from her bag. Her new friends defiantly wouldn't like that, at least Lilac and Violet wouldn't. She looked at the clock. Ten till 8. Leaving behind the much wanted jumper she started down to the lobby to meet Chris.

Draco noticed something pink out of the corner of his eye and abruptly turned to see what ever it was. "Bloody hell. Granger? Y-you l-look-"

"Spit it out Malfoy. What I look worse than normal, more ugly than before? What is it this time?"

"You look like a tart." He decided that was better than what he was really going to say. It gave him immense satisfaction to see her face grow red, her lips go thin, and her nose scrunch up in that adorable way. "So why are you so dressed up? Oh tarty one."

"I could ask you the same thing."

"I'm going to a party, and by the way you are dressed I would say you were to. But I must be wrong; people like you don't go to parties. Then again people like you don't wear things like what you've got on." She felt sight raped as he scanned her body. Maybe what she was wearing was too much, but she would never tell him he was right.

"As a matter of fact. I am going to a party." And with that she sashayed out of the room.


Next chapter will be the party! Woo-hoo! More romance ahead! I'm sure you're as excited as I am.

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