A.N: Well I really hope you guys like this story…I'm having a lot of fun writing it so yea please review…! I really need feed back.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter…as much as I'd like to.
Listening In
Dear Diary,
The last few weeks have more then challenging…I haven't come into contact with Malfoy for the past two weeks…which has made things…boring to say the least. Harry and I haven't spoken since the brake up…as a matter of fact, Ron and I haven't spoken either…I feel like that lost my best friends…and I have.
But aside from all that diary, I'm thinking about a make over of sorts. Maybe that way…I could get Harry back…I hope so. I'll tell you how it goes.
Love,
Hermione.
Knock, Knock.
"Granger, I need to speak with you." An arrogant Draco Malfoy sounded.
Hermione reluctantly rolled off of her soft gold and red bed. She was adjusted her spaghetti strap tank top and working out pants. She opened the door to a wet Draco Malfoy. Malfoy stood on the other side of the door wearing a white towel around his waist.
Hermione found her eyes glued to the six pack that was his abs. His finely toned shoulders glistened with water. Hermione's jaw dropped at the sight that was in front of her. Draco smirked as he eyes burned into his skin.
"See anything you like Granger?" He asked with a smug expression.
Her eyes snapped back to reality and met his.
"Not particularly Malfoy…is there some reason why you came knocking on my door at 9 o' clock at night?"
"What, I can't stop by for a chat?"
"Considering that fact that we've never had a civilized conversation before…I'd say no."
"Well…what do you call this?"
'Damnit he's right…why dose he look so good in that towel?"
Draco smirked at her little comment to herself and stuck his hand out in front of her and waved around a small cotton ball.
'Is that my…..OMG!'
Hermione shrieked and grabbed the ball out of his hands. Her underwear.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT FROM?"
"Um…the same place that you left it my dear…in the bathroom…you know Granger, I'd love to see you in them some time."
"You're a pervert!" She shouted in his face and slammed the door. '
The bell rang 11 o' clock pm and Hermione Granger lay sprawled out on the common room floor surrounded by a dozen muggle magazine and of course her best friend a bottle of Fire Wiskey.
Draco Malfoy stood quietly in the shadows and watched with interest.
Hermione flipped through one after the other and finally got irritated and threw one into the fire.
"Why can't I be like these girls that everyone fancies?" Hermione asked herself at loud.
"Well Granger…girls aren't born like that…takes a lot of work." Draco replied stepping out of the shadows.
"How? What kind of work?" She replied taking a huge drink.
"Silly Granger…you're the one with the problem and since we're not friend helping you would be inappropriate."
"Malfoy you're such a prat! Why wont you just help me?"
"Oh yes and calling me names makes me want to help you any more!"
"Okay Malfoy…how about we make a deal…"
"Go on." He encouraged he with interested and walked over to her.
"You help me out…and I'll help you out."
"I don't need any help…."
"Uh sure you do…you know there is a transfigurations test coming up…and you're not the best in that class…"
"Well…maybe we could work something out Granger…But I want total control over your make over…anything I want…" He replied choosing to ignore her comment.
"As long as it works…Malfoy…I trust you."
"Of course you are Mudblood, and this doesn't mean where friends."
"I wouldn't expect that decency from you." She snapped back slightly hurt. She took a huge swig of whiskey before it was snatched out of her hands.
"No more of this Granger until I'm done with you…got it?"
"Yes." She replied solemnly. The room was lit with the soft light of the fire place a romantic setting if anything. Draco slowly walked over to the huge red and gold couch and sat down resting his right arm on the top of it.
"Come sit with me Granger." He more like ordered her. Hermione adjusted her tank top and obediently sat next to him.
"Tell me Granger…why do you want to change your self?" He questioned her well aware of the answer.
'To get my boyfriend back.'
"Well…it has something to do with Harry…I want to make him jealous."
"You know Granger…I'm sorry…for not being the nicest." He apologized
'Is he apologizing to me!'
"…it's okay Malfoy…" She replied slowly.
He nodded back at her and looked deeply into the tumultuous flames.
"I think it's time for our first lesson…first thing in the morning." He told her.
"Okay…um thanks a lot."
"You know Granger you're not so ugly in this light." He told her and leaned over and kissed her.
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