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They had just finished up for the day when Draco came up behind Ginny. He placed his hands on her hips and leaned close to her ear.
"So, want to go out tonight?" Draco breathed. Ginny shivered.
"What did you have in mind?" Ginny asked.
"Maybe go to a club. And then mysteriously walk down the street towards my place. Give them the illusion that we're going to…" Draco stopped and let her figure it out herself. He felt her inhale quickly.
"Alright, just let me go home and change." Ginny squeaked.
"I'll be at your house in ten. Be ready." Draco cooed in her ear. Ginny nodded and Draco let her go. She stepped forward and apparated out of the office. Draco sat there and smiled. He shrugged off his lab coat and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't look bad. He was wearing a olive green dress shirt, black slacks, and black dress shoes. His usual attire. He looked at himself for a bit more before he grabbed his wand. He flicked and suddenly felt different material on his body. He looked back in the mirror and found his attire worthy of his school days. It almost made him laugh. He was wearing a long sleeve, snuggley fitted, emerald green shirt; a pair of baggy black Jeans, and a pair of black vans on his feet. He didn't feel like his twenty-five year old man but instead a seventeen year old brat. He tugged the sleeves up so they reached his elbows and sighed. It looked a bit better but then he looked at his hair.
"I thought I never would have to do this again but I must." He sighed as He walked over to his desk and pulled open a drawer. There lay the only thing that he was ashamed of. He had kept it there incase of a bad hair day but had never needed to use it.
"Desperate time call for desperate measures. I'm supposed to look laid back not up tight." He told himself as he painfully reached inside and grabbed… the bottle of hair gel.
"Hello again." Draco sighed. Draco looked at his hair in the mirror. It was sorta short, sorta long. But it looked serious and he didn't want to look serious. Not on this night. But he didn't want to use the hair gel.
"Oh suck it up and be a man." He told himself. He twisted off the cap and squirted a glob of gel onto his hand.
"Well to late to turn back now.' He sighed as he rubbed the glob in his hands and then ran his hands through his hair. He spiked it to his liking and decided that he would never use hair gel again as long as he lived. He used a cleaning charm on his hands to get the excess gel off and then apparated to Ginny's place. He ended up in her kitchen. He looked around and noticed Ginny at the counter leaning over a piece of parchment. She has a nice ass Draco thought suddenly before he could stop it. Ginny stood up straight and turned to him. His jaw almost dropped. She had on a simple black halter, a pair of distressed low-rise jeans, and a pair of black and pink Etnies. But she looked stunning.
"Ready?" He managed to ask.
"Yes, you look nice. Is that hair gel in your hair?" She asked.
"Yes." Draco mumbled.
"I like it. You look good with your hair all spiked up. It makes you look younger." She said smiling.
"You like it?" He asked stunned.
"Yeah, it looks sexy." Ginny said smiling devishly. It was then and there that Draco decided that he just might like hair gel.
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