A/N: I cannot believe I forgot to mention this is based on the movie The Swan Princess. It's a kid movie, but it is a classic. I am so happy with the number of wonderful reviews I have. Thank you very much. I love you guys. 7 more days till Christmas! I can't wait! This chapter is dedicated to all my wonderful reviewers.

Becoming a Princess

Draco

She has changed so much. I don't know what it is but something has me entranced. Its like I can't keep my eyes off her. She is beautiful, and smart, funny, loving, considerate,... but I mean, she is still a pain. At least I think.

Hermione

I woke up in the morning with a smile on my face. The smile soon faded when I felt this sharp pain shoot across my arms. I looked up in alarm, to find an owl holding a rather big package. I grabbed it from him, and he flew off. Obviously the person didn't want a reply. I tore open the letter, not paying attention to who it was from, and scanned it. My mouth dropped in surprise.

Dearest Hermione

I have great news for you. My last relative, your aunt Sheri, has died. Thus, leaving us the throne. I must be brief, because your father and I must get to planning, but you must take this new title with great caution. I have sent some money to Cissa and you and draco are to go shopping for gowns for formal occasions and stuff. The coronation will be on June 15. You will be crowned as princess, and we will be crowned king and queen of magic and muggle Britain. Choose whatever you like from the shops, and spend some money on you. We will pick you up a couple days before the ceremony.

Have fun

your mother

I dropped the letter. I knew this day would come, but I was surprised never the less. I have to go shopping! Not a very difficult thing to do. But with Draco? I could hardly wait. True, he is self-centered and arrogant, but I find myself strangely attracted to him. Maybe its just lust. Whatever it is, it's starting to scare me.

Cissa handed me twenty thousand pounds like she hands that kind of money out all the time. She may have been cool and collect, but I was jittery and nervous. My palms were sweating, and I couldn't look at him without blushing. She pushed us out the door and we apparated to Diagon Alley.

It looked the same to me. Nothing had changed at all. Then again, it was just a little under a year ago when I was here. Not that long.

We walked into some shop so fast I didn't have time to see what the name was. All around me were these beautiful dresses. Big ones, small ones, tight ones loose ones. Red, blue, green, all the colors I could possibly imagine. Over the past year I had become a girly-girl, so I was in heaven. A range a wonderful dresses were before me, I had a LOT of money, and I was becoming a princess. How much more could a girl ask for?

Draco must have noticed my amazement, because he smirked. "Like what you see?" he asked.

"I love them!"

"Good, because this is my shop."

"What?" He ceased to amaze me. First my room, now this? What was with him this year.

"After my father died..."

"Oh no! I hadn't heard that!" I interrupted him.

"Doesn't matter. I hated the smug little bastard anyway." he sneered.

"Oh." I winced at his swearing. I have never grown comfortable with people doing that

"Anyway, after my father died, he left me some money. I didn't want it, so my mom suggested to open a shop. I thought it was weird, but now I get fifty percent, I like the idea." I chuckled. Still selfish I see. We could work around that. Wait, what the heck?

"It is truly amazing!"

He leaned down and whispered in my ear. " I also give discounts to a few select ladies, just so you know." He still had that cocky smirk. I never noticed how cute it was until then.

I stood on my tiptoes and whispered in his ear, "I guess a lot of girls get discounts then." I said with humor.

"Ya, I guess." he confessed.

I chuckled as I made my way over to the racks.

"Now, are you ready to try on some dresses?"

"You bet." I replied, rubbing my hands together.

That day, I tried on more things than I have tried on in my entire life. First, was the day dresses. Short but classy. I got a checkered red and white one, a light blue one, and one that draco picked out.

Next were the ball gowns. Big and poofy is the only way to describe them. We ended up getting a whole bunch of those. My favorite one was black, laced up in the back, and clung to my legs. Draco seemed to like that one to, because his face turned red when I came out of the stall.

Then came essentials. Draco seemed to like shopping for a bra. He wasn't embarrassed at all. He picked up a red lacy one that I plucked out of his hand and put right back down. I chose some plain ones, then while he wasn't looking, I grabbed some lacy ones. Except they were black.

We walked out of the store and my stomach suddenly picked that instant to growl. Draco chuckled. "Hungry?" he asked, amusement in his voice.

'As a matter of fact I am."

"Great, because I'm starved."

We stopped at this little café. It was dreadful, but I didn't say anything. The decorator was obviously gay.

I ordered soup, and started to slurp it.

"Oh no. You can't slurp if you are a princess. You take your spoon, hold it gracefully in your hand, and gently pour the soup into your mouth. Like this." he demonstrated. I was trying so hard not to crack up.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"Nothing."

"You need princess lessons?"

"Me?"

"Yes you. Every day at 3 you come to my room, and you will learn to be a princess. Starting today." I tried to protest, but he just held up his hand.

Every day we had our princess lessons. He assured me I was getting better, but I didn't believe him. I sucked at being a princess. I learned it's not just going to parties and shopping. You have to be proper too. This princess stuff is hard.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked one lesson.

"Sure."

"Why do you know so much?"

"Well, my mom, when I was little, would take me along to hers. My father wanted her to look good in front of his guests. So, the ladies took turns watching me and teaching me things. Like, which fork you use for salad, and how to eat soup correctly." I blushed at this. "I guess it's a good thing though, right?"

"Absolutely."

"I hated it, but now I can appreciate it."

"Why?"

"Because now I get to spend time with you."

A/N: OW! This helmet is chaffing my eyebrows! I swear! Sorry. That was random. Hope you liked it. Coronation next chapter.

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