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Hermione looked at her watch.
"Lavender! Come on!" She yelled.
Lavender opened the door and inhaled.
"I don't think you should really do this. What about Aaron?" Lavender said quickly.
"Aaron broke up with me a couple of hours ago. I was going to break up with him anyway. And this is the only way for me to get Kim to let me write about anything I want." Hermione said.
"Fine, let's go." Lavender said.
"Where's Parvati?" Lavender asked.
"She's meeting us at Hogsmeade." Hermione answered.
Lavender nodded.
When they got to the club, Lavenders' jaw dropped.
Hermione grinned.
The building was covered in gold lights.
It had brown silky text that said "Egyptian Vibe" across it.
"Don't worry. I didn't enter yet! I wanted to wait for you two so we can see it all together." Parvati said, walking up to them.
The three friends made their way into the club and they were completely awestruck.
The walls were golden with light golden glitter all over them.
The glasses were shaped like pyramids and female bartenders were wearing Egyptian dresses and the male bartender was wearing Egyptian outfits.
The tables were covered in sand, but magically so it was not really there, you only could see it.
Hermione, Parvati and Lavender got their drinks and began looking for a guy.
"Oh, look at him! He's cute!" said Parvati, pointing to a handsome guy with dark brown hair, tanned skin and dazzling blue eyes.
Hermione walked up to him and sat down next to him.
"Hi. I'm Hermione Granger," she said, holding out her hand.
"I knew it was you! It's me, Roger Davies." He said, shaking her said.
"Roger! Are you serious? Merlin's beard, you look great." Hermione said.
"So do you," he said.
Then a girl with long dark hair walked up.
"Who is this?" the girl asked.
"Cho, this is Hermione Granger. Remember her?" Roger replied.
"Oh. OH! Are you two married?" Hermione asked.
Cho nodded briskly.
"Congratulations. Well, I'll be going now," said Hermione quickly, walking away and bumping into Oliver Wood.
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"Oliver, now is your chance! Just go!" Lara said, poking him hard.
"Ow. Shut up, Lara. I don't know why I'm doing this." Oliver said.
"Because you want to be captain." Kent said.
Oliver sighed (they do that a lot, huh?) and walked towards Hermione, bumping into her on purpose.
"Ah, crap!" Oliver said.
"Lovely vocabulary, Wood." Hermione said, then she noticed she had spilt her butterbeer down her front.
"Crap!" she cried.
"Lovely vocabulary, Granger," said Oliver, voice-mimicking Hermione.
She looked up into his brown eyes and knew....
'You're the one,' she thought.
"Would you like to go out for maybe some lobster?" Oliver asked.
"Sure. Let me go tell my friends." Hermione agreed.
"I'll wait by the door," he said.
Hermione nodded and walked up to Lavender and Parvati.
"Lav, Pav, I FOUND THE GUY! He's by the door---NO! Don't look at him-" Hermione said.
"Oh, he's cute," said Parvati, breathlessly.
"Mmm... He looks good enough to eat!" Lavender said.
"Ugh! Whatever," Hermione said.
"He's taking me out to dinner, so bye!" Hermione said and walked away.
"Ready?" Oliver asked.
"More than ready," Hermione said sweetly.
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"So, tell me more about yourself. All I really know is that you love to study." Oliver said.
"Well, I'm the only witch in my family and I work for Witch Weekly. The Daily Prophet didn't have any spots for me, and I wanted to become a journalist and write about Hogwarts politics and stuff. But, working for Kim Limari isn't helping any." Hermione said.
"That sucks." Oliver said.
"Yea, it does. So tell me about yourself." Hermione said.
"Well, I'm Keeper for Puddlemere united and my friend Kent is chaser and captain, and I've been trying to become captain." Oliver said.
"And bloodline?" Hermione asked.
"Well, the whole clan are magical." Oliver said.
Hermione nodded.
"I bet Malfoy doesn't like that too much," joked Hermione.
"Remember in your second year at Quidditch practice when the Slytherins' were showing off their new brooms and you defended us? You said all of us had pure talent, were you telling the truth?" he asked.
"I never lie," said Hermione, blushing.
"I wanted to pounce Malfoy after he called you a-"
"Mudblood?" Hermione finished for him.
"Yeah." Oliver said.
"It's okay. He's been calling me Mudblood for as long as I can remember." Hermione said.
"Wanna go to my apartment for a butterbeer?" he asked.
"Sure," she answered.
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"Nice place," said Hermione.
"Thanks," Oliver said.
Hermione looked around his apartment while he got the drinks and she let out a snicker at the thought of what she could do with this place.
He came back with the butterbeers.
"Can I use your bathroom?" she asked.
"Yes. It's upstairs, first door to the right." He said.
She went to the bathroom and put a silencing charm on it.
She opened the mirror cabinet.
"Manly products." She muttered.
She called Lavender with her cell-phone.
Lavender was Muggle-born, so she had a cellphone.
"Hermione?" asked Lavender.
"I'm in his apartment!" Hermione said.
"Oh my gosh! Good luck, girl! What are you gonna do tonight?" Lavender asked.
"Act simply irresistible." Hermione answered.
"That's not hard. You're too sexy for him to resist." Lavender said.
Hermione snorted.
"Right. I gotta go," Hermione said.
"Bye." Lavender said and hung up.
Hermione walked downstairs and sweetly accepted the butterbeer.
She sat on his bed and began patting a spot for him.
He sat on his desk.
She continued to pat a spot on the bed until she finally gave up once he patted a spot for her on the desk.
She sat down next to him on the desk.
Moment of silence till....
She kissed him.
Not a peck.
Not a gentle kiss.
Not a friendly gesture.
A kiss that is normally shared between a couple that has dated for a while.
He broke it off, gasping for air.
"We're moving too fast." He said.
"You're right. I'm sorry," she apologized.
"It's okay," he said.
She stood up.
"I should be going." She said.
"Yeah, it's late." He said.
"Oh, by the way, when's your birthday? You never told me before." Oliver asked.
"I turned eighteen a couple days ago." She said.
"Um, well.... good night." She gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out.
She was walking towards the Three Broomsticks to Floo home when she heard him holler, "Good night, Hermione Granger!"
She looked up at him and blew a kiss.
She waved and he muttered to himself, "She is falling in love with me."
She muttered, "He's going to wish he were never born,"
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Hermione looked at her watch.
"Lavender! Come on!" She yelled.
Lavender opened the door and inhaled.
"I don't think you should really do this. What about Aaron?" Lavender said quickly.
"Aaron broke up with me a couple of hours ago. I was going to break up with him anyway. And this is the only way for me to get Kim to let me write about anything I want." Hermione said.
"Fine, let's go." Lavender said.
"Where's Parvati?" Lavender asked.
"She's meeting us at Hogsmeade." Hermione answered.
Lavender nodded.
When they got to the club, Lavenders' jaw dropped.
Hermione grinned.
The building was covered in gold lights.
It had brown silky text that said "Egyptian Vibe" across it.
"Don't worry. I didn't enter yet! I wanted to wait for you two so we can see it all together." Parvati said, walking up to them.
The three friends made their way into the club and they were completely awestruck.
The walls were golden with light golden glitter all over them.
The glasses were shaped like pyramids and female bartenders were wearing Egyptian dresses and the male bartender was wearing Egyptian outfits.
The tables were covered in sand, but magically so it was not really there, you only could see it.
Hermione, Parvati and Lavender got their drinks and began looking for a guy.
"Oh, look at him! He's cute!" said Parvati, pointing to a handsome guy with dark brown hair, tanned skin and dazzling blue eyes.
Hermione walked up to him and sat down next to him.
"Hi. I'm Hermione Granger," she said, holding out her hand.
"I knew it was you! It's me, Roger Davies." He said, shaking her said.
"Roger! Are you serious? Merlin's beard, you look great." Hermione said.
"So do you," he said.
Then a girl with long dark hair walked up.
"Who is this?" the girl asked.
"Cho, this is Hermione Granger. Remember her?" Roger replied.
"Oh. OH! Are you two married?" Hermione asked.
Cho nodded briskly.
"Congratulations. Well, I'll be going now," said Hermione quickly, walking away and bumping into Oliver Wood.
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"Oliver, now is your chance! Just go!" Lara said, poking him hard.
"Ow. Shut up, Lara. I don't know why I'm doing this." Oliver said.
"Because you want to be captain." Kent said.
Oliver sighed (they do that a lot, huh?) and walked towards Hermione, bumping into her on purpose.
"Ah, crap!" Oliver said.
"Lovely vocabulary, Wood." Hermione said, then she noticed she had spilt her butterbeer down her front.
"Crap!" she cried.
"Lovely vocabulary, Granger," said Oliver, voice-mimicking Hermione.
She looked up into his brown eyes and knew....
'You're the one,' she thought.
"Would you like to go out for maybe some lobster?" Oliver asked.
"Sure. Let me go tell my friends." Hermione agreed.
"I'll wait by the door," he said.
Hermione nodded and walked up to Lavender and Parvati.
"Lav, Pav, I FOUND THE GUY! He's by the door---NO! Don't look at him-" Hermione said.
"Oh, he's cute," said Parvati, breathlessly.
"Mmm... He looks good enough to eat!" Lavender said.
"Ugh! Whatever," Hermione said.
"He's taking me out to dinner, so bye!" Hermione said and walked away.
"Ready?" Oliver asked.
"More than ready," Hermione said sweetly.
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"So, tell me more about yourself. All I really know is that you love to study." Oliver said.
"Well, I'm the only witch in my family and I work for Witch Weekly. The Daily Prophet didn't have any spots for me, and I wanted to become a journalist and write about Hogwarts politics and stuff. But, working for Kim Limari isn't helping any." Hermione said.
"That sucks." Oliver said.
"Yea, it does. So tell me about yourself." Hermione said.
"Well, I'm Keeper for Puddlemere united and my friend Kent is chaser and captain, and I've been trying to become captain." Oliver said.
"And bloodline?" Hermione asked.
"Well, the whole clan are magical." Oliver said.
Hermione nodded.
"I bet Malfoy doesn't like that too much," joked Hermione.
"Remember in your second year at Quidditch practice when the Slytherins' were showing off their new brooms and you defended us? You said all of us had pure talent, were you telling the truth?" he asked.
"I never lie," said Hermione, blushing.
"I wanted to pounce Malfoy after he called you a-"
"Mudblood?" Hermione finished for him.
"Yeah." Oliver said.
"It's okay. He's been calling me Mudblood for as long as I can remember." Hermione said.
"Wanna go to my apartment for a butterbeer?" he asked.
"Sure," she answered.
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"Nice place," said Hermione.
"Thanks," Oliver said.
Hermione looked around his apartment while he got the drinks and she let out a snicker at the thought of what she could do with this place.
He came back with the butterbeers.
"Can I use your bathroom?" she asked.
"Yes. It's upstairs, first door to the right." He said.
She went to the bathroom and put a silencing charm on it.
She opened the mirror cabinet.
"Manly products." She muttered.
She called Lavender with her cell-phone.
Lavender was Muggle-born, so she had a cellphone.
"Hermione?" asked Lavender.
"I'm in his apartment!" Hermione said.
"Oh my gosh! Good luck, girl! What are you gonna do tonight?" Lavender asked.
"Act simply irresistible." Hermione answered.
"That's not hard. You're too sexy for him to resist." Lavender said.
Hermione snorted.
"Right. I gotta go," Hermione said.
"Bye." Lavender said and hung up.
Hermione walked downstairs and sweetly accepted the butterbeer.
She sat on his bed and began patting a spot for him.
He sat on his desk.
She continued to pat a spot on the bed until she finally gave up once he patted a spot for her on the desk.
She sat down next to him on the desk.
Moment of silence till....
She kissed him.
Not a peck.
Not a gentle kiss.
Not a friendly gesture.
A kiss that is normally shared between a couple that has dated for a while.
He broke it off, gasping for air.
"We're moving too fast." He said.
"You're right. I'm sorry," she apologized.
"It's okay," he said.
She stood up.
"I should be going." She said.
"Yeah, it's late." He said.
"Oh, by the way, when's your birthday? You never told me before." Oliver asked.
"I turned eighteen a couple days ago." She said.
"Um, well.... good night." She gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out.
She was walking towards the Three Broomsticks to Floo home when she heard him holler, "Good night, Hermione Granger!"
She looked up at him and blew a kiss.
She waved and he muttered to himself, "She is falling in love with me."
She muttered, "He's going to wish he were never born,"
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