A/N: You are so lucky piano doesn't start until 2. Okay, so, I am open to suggestions for the story, but I can't fit everyone's in here so keep that in mind. I don't like to rush into relationships because it's fun to read how they blossom (what am I a poet?). yadda yadda yaddda…
Because Now, I Am A Pureblood
Chapter 6: Who's that guy?
Previously: (LOL! It sounds like tv show…)
A lot of other guys asked me but I turned them down. Later, I talked to Ginny about it and she had the same thing happen.
She started laughing.
"What?" I asked her.
"Draco is looking at you again."
I turned around. Indeed, he was looking at me but once I looked right back at him he looked down at his food and continued eating it and watched as Goyle stuck two string beans up his nose. Weirdo.
When lunch was over and I was reading in the Head's common room (it was a free period) Malfoy walked in. In my mind I was wishing that he won't disturb me. The book I was reading was very interesting.
In the corner of my eye, I saw him take a step forward and open his mouth. Then he took a step back and closed his mouth. He did this a couple of times.
"What do you want Malfoy?" I snapped.
"Nothing." He sneered.
"Then get out of here. I'm tryng to read but it's awfully hard when some one keeps stepping forward and back causing the floorboards to creak."
He scoffed and went to his room.
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When dinner was over, I played with Crookshanks who actually couldn't play because he was too fat. Over the beginning of summer while I was vacationing in France, I let my great aunt Myrna take care of Crookshanks. Great aunt Myrna fed her way too many kitty snacks. This was getting frustrating because Crookshanks couldn't lift her paws high enough to swat at the toy mouse.
"You need to exercise more," I told her.
I gathered my things for my shower and went to the loo. No one seemed to be occupying it so I went in and locked the door.
After stripping of my clothes, I turned the knob to hot. My back was aching from sitting in my desk completing all of my homework.
During the middle of my shower, I heard the door knob jiggle.
"Someone is in here and they are trying to enjoy a hot shower," I yelled. Unfortunately, that didn't stop the person from Alohomora-ing and coming in.
Malfoy stood there with his hand on the door handle looking straight at me…or my body.
"AHH!" I screamed, "GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT OF HERE YOU PERVERT!"
I tried to cover up my body (unsuccessfully…I only have two arms) and he took once glance over and left.
That bloody git! He has absolutely no respect for women. How is he ever going to get a steady girlfriend? Or wife for that matter? I hate Malfoy. He only likes women for their bodies and not personalities.
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Ginny came to my room that night. I was going to talk to Malfoy about his behaviour after my shower, but he was no where to be found.
"Ginny, he walked in on me showering! And he looked at my…you know!" I whined.
"He admires your body." Ginny simply stated. I glared at her.
"You're not helping."
"I know."
"Guys like Malfoy are not to be trusted. For now on, I am going to avoid him. It's embarrassing to have to look at him and remember what he did."
"Oh come on Hermione, he probably has a crush on you and then teenage hormones got in control."
"Ughh."
"Maybe he'll ask you to the ball. It's two days away."
"Even if he did, I will turn him down because 1: He is a pervert, 2: I'm going with you, 3: He'll probably feel me up, and 4: I won't be able to pull any guys with him hanging around my neck. Oh and 5: he is a Malfoy."
"Hermione, you are so stubborn. If he asked me out, I would say yes."
"And have him stare at your arse the whole time?"
Ginny turned red and said (A/N: red! Said! It rhymes!), "Well…no…"
"Exactly."
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Today is the ball. Ginny and I turned down the last batch of guys who asked us and I went to the Gryffindor common room.
"Hermione!" Ginny yelled and motioned for me to come to her dorm.
"I've got everything," I told her holding my dress, shoes, and makeup.
On Ginny's bed was her dress. It looked stunning on her. It was a halter dress that went down to her knees with a slit up one side. The color was a light green shade that brought out her eyes. Her mask was the same shade with blue sequins around the side.
My dress was rose pink and it was a strapless dress. I had to say, it made me look like a model. The mask I was going to wear was silver with pink sparkles and a feather on the side.
Ginny and I got all dressed and put our make-up on. We were ready to go.
We entered the Great Hall and everyone stared at us. I have to admit, we looked really good. Ginny's hair was in soft waves and mine was straight in a loose half ponytail.
Ginny and I got seated at a table and talked with Seamus, Parvati, and Neville. Lavender was Harry's date and Ron's date was a Sixth Year Ravenclaw.
Dean came to our table and asked if I would like to dance. I told him of course and then Seamus asked Ginny if she would like to too.
"You look great, Hermione," Dean said.
"Thank you Dean, you do too."
Dean wasn't that bad of a dancer. Unfortunately, he wasn't the tallest guy and with my high heels I was almost taller than him. Seamus asked to cut in and Dean danced with Ginny.
"Ow." Seamus stepped on my toe.
"Merlin, I'm so sorry Hermione," Seamus apologised.
"It's alright."
Seamus was in my opinion, not the best dancer in the world. Luckily Neville saw my pain and came to my rescue.
"May I cut in?" Neville asked. Seamus nodded.
"Thanks Neville, I was scared I was going to get bruises on my feet. Seamus is a nice guy but his dancing skills aren't the best. At least he is great at Quidditch."
Neville was an excellent dancer. After a couple of minutes, a Hufflepuff asked if she could have a dance with him and asked if it was okay to me.
"No problem," I told her. "Thanks for the dance Neville."
I was gong to go get a drink, but many other guys asked if I would like to share a dance with them.
So that was the most of the ball. I had to tell some guys I would dance with them later because I was absolutely parched.
I sat down back at the table and Ginny sat down too. I finished my drink, got up, and looked around.
As I had thought, the Halloween ball was a success. People were excited about dressing up and not knowing who was who.
"May I have this dance?" I turned around. A tall guy with a green mask stood before me.
"Of course," I answered. The way he held me felt…comforting. It was different than the way I danced with the other guys. Plus, he was a good dancer. I looked into his eyes. They were a bright grey-blue. Where had I seen them before?
But his sleek black hair baffled me. Never had I seen someone with grey-blue eyes and black hair. Did he even go to Hogwarts? Was he a younger year? No, because he was very tall.
"Who are you?" I asked him. "How come I haven't seen you around?"
He was hesitant and mumbled that he had to go. The mystery man turned to walk out of the Great Hall.
This is bothering me. Who was he?
A/N: SO who IS this mystery hottie? It is quite obvious, isn't it? After bloody piano, I'll try to write another chappy.
