Chapter 2

From the Tent to the Stadium the magic impressed Hermione throughly. When Bill, Charlie and Percy arrived she actually quizzed the 3 of them on everything.

Were there repelling wards?

How many people does it take to cast a such strong charms?

What is the process of licensing?

Was the construction done by magic?

Are any magical creatures involved in these functions?

Did this affect the natural balance of the woods?

What would happen after the world cup is over?

Where do the typical team matches happen?

Eventually Bill sat her down and told her to enjoy the experience and promised that he and Percy would get her all the answers later. But it was only when he threatened revoking her reward that she stopped.

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They bumped into Draco and his parents in the Top Box and what Lucius Malfoy said had her fist balled up ready to gift him the exact same punch she had given his son a few months ago. She was however surprised to see that Draco didn't seem to be as affected by the Veelas performance Ron and Harry.

After the match they had bumped into Draco again, this time it felt like he was there specifically to warn them. "You wouldn't like her spotted would you?" He had said

"What's that supposed to mean" Hermione had said defiantly

For the first time it looked like Malfoy was exasperated but also weirdly polite

"Granger, they are after Muggles" he'd said pointedly to her as if trying to communicate with the only person with a brain in the group in front of him.

Predictably Harry said "Hermione's a witch"

Hermione had understood what he meant but that was enough to make Draco give up on the Griffindorks

"Have it your way Potter, if you think they can't spot a Mudblood, stay where you are"

While the rest of them had gasped at the slur, Hermione could take hint, she pulled Ron back and tried to drag Harry away. The bangs were getting closer…

"Keep that bushy big head down, Granger" Draco had sneered

"Oh come on" Hermione had pulled Ron and Harry away looking disgustedly over her shoulder

In the darkness everyone missed the quick nod of understanding that Draco and Hermione exchanged.

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The mayhem at the ministry continued the entire week, Harry's nightmare's luckily did not. Finally they were headed for Hogwarts. Bill, Charile, Mrs. Weasley all hinted at something that Hermione already knew about thanks to Percy and Bill but she kept quiet as promised. In the train Malfoy had almost told the boys about it but Hermione had still ensured they didn't hear it from her. However when the Triwizard Tournament's official announcement was made by Dumbledore, the only thing Hermione registered was the word 'Death Toll' now Bill and Percy hadn't said a word about that!

The reaction of the rest of the school and the boys was as expected. They were all excited and looking forward to the insanity. The new schools were expected in October that only meant the teachers were pushing them harder from day 1. Almost all the classes had mentioned the OWLs were due next year and Hermione was grateful she had gotten a head start. Two weeks in and schoolwork was exhausting. It was almost time for a Hogsmede weekend and Hermione figured it was time to cash in what was the first of her rewards courtesy Bill and Percy.

This found Hermione sneaking out of the dorms early on Sunday morning to the very special head's bathroom that Percy had pulled strings and gotten her access for the entire year! She opened the large window to be able to see the sunrise, discarded her clothing and turned the taps to the many soothing bubble options. She used the gramophone in the corner to put on some Bach and got into the swimming pool like tub for a soak and a swim

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Draco Malfoy loved to fly. He only truly felt like himself when he was on a broom alone. The cold wind whipping through his growing hair made him feel free. Being so high up form the ground made him feel like he'd left the expectations of him, the duties to his family, the baggage all down there. Up here, he was just a guy who loved sunrises, speed and peace. So every weekend he would wake up before everyone in his dorm to soar over the school grounds on his trusty Nimbus 2001. Sure potter had the Firebolt and it was a cooler broom but the Nimbus 2001 was something his father got him for making the team, it was one of the things he had earned and he was quite attached to it. However since he had gotten back this year the teachers had been running them ragged and his first weekend was as fun as watching a blast end skewert. He had been busy studying to ensure he kept up to his spot next to Granger as the smartest boy in school and that wasn't easy. Not to mention Moody turning him into a ferret had not helped with his mood.

Today however was perfect. He had woken up just before dawn to watch a beautiful sunrise. He'd flown around the castle grounds first and just as the sun rose he made it to the top of the Astronomy Tower. He sat there on the roof watching the perfect sunrise. He could almost hear the music making it perfect.

'Wait what?' Thought Draco, 'where's the music coming from?'

He got on his broom and followed the tunes of Bach to a large open window on a smaller tower just opposite the Astronomy tower. The first thing he saw was the back of a very naked, very sexy body. The girl's hair was wrapped up in a towel and she was sliding on a pair of very sexy emerald green lacy knickers. Her skin looked flawless and he could smell the patchouli that was probably mixed in the bath water.

Draco was no peeping tom but something about her movements was so sensual he couldn't take his eyes off. He continued to stare as she pulled on a matching bra. He licked his lips to her clasping it on the back. He just had to know who this was. He had to see her face. He cast a quick disillusionment charm on himself and the broom and hovered right in front of the open window. When the girl turned however, he all but fell off his broom.

His brain went 'What the fuck… Granger!'

But he couldn't look away from her swan like neck, her full breasts, the curve of her hips and wow! She had long legs. He watched as she let down her damp hair and began to dress. He'd never thought watching a woman put on clothes would leave him so turned on.

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Once she was dressed Hermione switched off the music and headed to shut the window before leaving. She could have sworn she heard someone say 'Fuck' but she looked everywhere and was sure no one was around. She figured it must have been Peeves being a perv again and headed back to the dorms.

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To say that Malfoy was pissed was an understatement. It had started out as a wonderful day and yet here he was sitting at breakfast throughly grumpy. That vision of Granger had left him very very turned on, but he was not so weak that he would jerk off to a mudblood. He'd gone back and taken a cold shower but that had done nothing for the thoughts running in his head. The only contact he'd ever had with her was when she had punched him in the face last year. He knew how soft her skin was thanks to that. He'd never admit it but he'd been very proud that he could get a rise out of Granger that day. Today however had been entirely too much. He didn't want to know what Granger looked like in her knickers and yet he couldn't stop thinking how hot she looked in his house colours! Now that he had seen her like that, it was entirely impossible not to look over at the Gryffindor table and see right through that lumpy jumper. His internal conflict about her heritage and her hotness continued to rage for a while until suddenly he realised.

'That was the Head's bathroom, what did Granger do to get in?' And just like that and evil smirk formed on his face. He knew Granger had a secret, now he just needed to exploit it.

It was as he was walking out of the hall that the object of his frustration walked right out in front of him. He decided he'd antagonise the trio, which just ended up him bouncing off the walls like a ferret.