Chapter 8

(Rewritten July 06)

"Okay," Ginny stated, "If I was jealous before, I'm so fucking envious now."

Hermione laughed and Ginny grinned.

"You're so luckkkkky," Ginny moaned as she grabbed a pillow and hit Hermione with it who grabbed a pillow of her own and returned the blow. Before they knew it, they were both involved in an intense pillow fight.

"Hey, woah," someone yelled from the door. It was Harry. Ginny and Hermione began giggling as a pillow flew at Harry's face. "Very funny, Ginny."

Ginny laughed and forfeit as she began to brush her hair. Hermione tried to untangle herself from her robes.

"Damn," she exclaimed with a grin, "I can't get myself out."

"Here, let me help," Harry offered. As he helped to untangle them, he brushed his hand over her shoulder. Hermione shuddered under his touch. Harry smirked slightly.

From her vanity, Ginny began to sing, "Like a virgin, touched for the very first time."

Hermione scowled and playfully told her to shut up.

Together they left Ginny's room but Harry and Ginny stayed in their common room while Hermione left for hers with her new note in her pocket.

'Could Harry be the second admirer,' she wondered as she entered her common room. 'Nah, probably not.'

"We need to talk," Draco shouted as she walked in. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Sorry, but I need to go brush my hair. I have some place to be."

"Too bad," Draco retorted, "We need to talk and your hair can be fixed right now."

He quickly raised his wand and muttered a spell. Hermione gripped the couch as she frantically began to wonder if Draco was cursing her.

'Shit, shit,' she thought, 'I'm so dumb. I should never let him raise his wand while I'm defenseless.'

But seconds later, she was fine with her hair brushed perfectly.

"Woah, where'd you learn how to do that," she asked.

"Well, you know, girls that I 'know' can never seem to brush their hair in the morning if they're in my room so, I just learned the spell."

"Oh," Hermione replied. "How repulsive..." She still wasn't sure what to call him, Draco or Malfoy after last night's confession.

As if Draco had read her mind he muttered, "You can call me Draco, er, Hermione, if you want." He smiled softly. "Well, since last night didn't go as planned, I was wondering if you wanted to start over completely tonight. I was wondering if you'd like to go on a moonlight picnic with me and we could talk and just get to know one another?"

Hermione eyed him suspiciously.

"I guess so. There was damage done on both sides last night which needs to be made up for but I'll give you a chance and this is the last one so don't mess up."

Draco nodded enthusiastically and for the first time ever, Hermione witnessed a hint of happiness in his normally cold eyes.

"Ginny, can you believe this," Hermione asked Ginny. For the third time Ginny was helping her get ready.

'I really need to learn how to do this myself,' Hermione thought. 'Oh, whatever, this is more fun.'

"No," Ginny exclaimed, "Not one bit. Now do you think you're lucky?"

Hermione shrugged.

"Oh, you're too modest," Ginny stated with a smile and Hermione laughed.

"Can I wear something simple tonight? Like maybe a t-shirt and capris?"

"Brilliant idea, Hermione," Ginny exclaimed as she pulled out just that.

In less than two hours Hermione was ready. She was clothed in a pink tee and tan capris, her favorite casual wear. There was only fifteen minutes left to go.

"Are you nervous," Ginny asked.

"Of course I am! He's right, he is different. I just wish I had realized it earlier."

"I just wish I was you."

"Oh, Ginny. You'll find your perfect match soon."

Ginny grinned. There was a knock on the door. Hermione quickly squeeze Ginny's hand and then opened the door.

"Are you ready my lady," Draco asked her politely as he offered her his arm which she accepted.

"Yes I am," Hermione said with a smile.

"Good," Draco replied as he returned the smile.

Together they walked in silence for about ten minutes until they reached a secluded part of the grounds. On it, there were a group of trees which surrounded a small courtyard with a water fountain in the center. Draco led her in to the trees and she gasped at what she saw.

There, laid upon the ground so elegantly, was a candlelight walkway that led to a red velvet blanket, which was covered by a picnic basket and food. Oh, it was wonderful. There were chocolate covered strawberries, small sandwiches with pumpkin juice and other delicacies.

"Like it?" Draco asked quietly as he led her towards the blanket.

"It's beautiful," Hermione exclaimed as she sat down. "How did you get all of this food?"

"Let's just say that I have my 'connections'," Draco replied with a wink.

Hermione swooned. This Draco was amazing.

"Strawberry?" Draco asked as he held one up to her mouth.

"Sure, why not," Hermione stated. She grinned as she leaned forward and placed her mouth on it. She bit off a good portion which surprised Draco completely but he hid it by a quick smile.

'Wow,' he thought, 'Hermione is amazing. I really need to thank Blaise for giving me the courage to go through with this.'

"Pineapple?" Hermione asked.

"Why thank you," he replied as he leaned forward and took it into his mouth. His lips brushed over Hermione's fingers and she shuddered slightly. As he pulled back he noticed that she was smiling.

'Damn, Granger has some nice lips,' he thought with a smile.

"Oh, Draco," Hermione began, "If this is a trick of yours, I swear, I'm going to hurt you. Don't you forget my threat from the other night because I was completely serious. I will go through with it if you make a fool of me. I'm not stupid."

"Hermione," Draco responded calmly but was cut off by her rambles, "Hermione!"

She stopped and stared at him. "What?"

"Just shut up," he begged. There lips were inches apart and he could tell that Hermione was loving it. "And just listen to me."

He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers. She melted and pushed forward, increasing the secretions of lust that were bumping through her body as she captured his lips in hers. He wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her on top of him. Hermione moaned as she straddled his body.

"Oh, Draco," she moaned as they broke apart and sat up straddling him. Draco smirked.

"You know," he groaned, "I wouldn't mind seeing you in this position more often."

Hermione glanced down and blushed.

"Well, it's not all that uncomfortable, you know. I think I'm beginning to like it."

Draco grinned and pulled her back down for another kiss.

Oh, their kisses were endless and even though the food laid forgotten as they made out beneath the stars, they knew one thing, that tonight was unforgettable, even if their clothes had remained on.

But, one thing they didn't know was that they were being watched. And that person stood in the shadows, witnessing the events of the night unfold, smiling silently to himself.