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Nywaiz…

On with the story.

CHAPTER 7

She had on a knee length skirt, black satin top and a waist length coat, all Versace and a pair of classy high heeled black stilettos. But what surprised me the most was that Blaise's arm was entangled in hers.

"Ah Malfoy, I'd like you to meet my business partner, Hermione Granger."

Business partner? He took the mud- muggleborn in without even telling me?

"Business Partner?" I asked so shockingly that Granger even smirked.

"That's right Malfoy, I help in the financial areas." She piped in

"Any other…ahh…areas?" I smirked. She was after all here last night.

All of us laughed.

"No, especially since this handsome young man decided to get married to a certain Ginny Weasley…" she playfully smacked Blaise.

"Well I can't help it if I have a thing for red heads…oh! Draco, We're both meeting Ginny for an early lunch, would you like to come with us?" Blaise asked.

"Sure, just…can I talk to you in private for a minute?" I dragged him away before letting her answer.

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"And when were you going to tell me you were getting married?" I was furious, but my face remained naturally emotionless. My best friend didn't tell me he was dating or better yet, marrying!

"Because I knew you would try and talk me out of it, 'Blaise she's that Weasel's little brother! Scarheads sloppy seconds! From that blood traitor family!" he mimicked in a girly voice.

"I wouldn't have!"

"I saw you looking at Granger Sure there was a bit of lust but you were definitely thinking of her as the know it all mudblood."

"I know that. She wasn't the brightest witch for nothing." It was true. She had a mouth that could shut any other mouth up. And she had the brains to add to it.

"Blaise, you saw me. No matter what I thought, I still acted somewhat civil. And she seemed to enjoy the conversation."

"Yeah yeah…c'mon, Ginny's probably pissed about the amount of time this is taking" He urged me to follow me out of the hotel.

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Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley and Blaise Zabini. People walking by must have been quite shocked seeing the group. Especially since two were almost sucking the faces off each other and the other two were quietly digging into their food, trying not to acknowledge the other's presence.

"So Granger…are they always like this?" I asked her.

"Yup, and usually by now, I pick up some random guy and take him to my place, but I figured that since you're here I'd be decent enough to not leave you alone."

Her blunt statement took me aback. I didn't know she didn't care about her reputation these days.

I also didn't know what to say.

"Hey, while these two lovebirds feel each other up, what do you say to helping me find a wedding present for them?" she nudged her head towards them.

"Sure." I started dabbing my mouth and wiping my fingers with a napkin before getting up to leave.

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After about 3 hours of window shopping and arguing, we finally both bought a present.

"Are you dating anyone Malfoy?" What kind of question was that?

"No, I don't really…date…are you?"

"Ron."

I smirked.

"What was that?" she asked.

"What?"

"That smirk."

"What about it?"

"Why'd you do it?"

"Geez why do you ask so many questions?"

"Why don't you answer any?"

"Don't you see what I mean?"

"See what I mean?"

We both sighed.

"Lets just agree to disagree." She said like it was the most obvious solution in the world.

"On what? There was no real argument on that conversation." I sneered.

Her nostrils flared as her eyes narrowed.

"How is the Weasel doing?" I asked

"Oh he's fine…travels the world with Harry as an auror."

"Are you still a virgin?" I smirked.

"What kind of question is that? Course I'm not," My mouth was almost agape at her response. She wasn't pissed that I asked her a personal question?

She must've lost it…

"But you should really think over your questions before you ask them." And she's back.

"And you should think over your answers."

"I was just telling the truth. You can't ruin my life just because you know I'm not a virgin." She shrugged. "Hey lets go have a picnic at the lake."

I look at her like she's crazy.

"A picnic?"

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"I can't believe you talked me into having a picnic."

"I am Blaise's lawyer"

"Blaise's hot lawyer…" I whispered into her ear. She shivered and turned towards me. Our lips were so close.

"I'm thinking that the firewhisky," she took a large gulp of it. "wasn't that good an idea."

She pushed me down onto the picnic rug and kissed me slowly. My tongue rubbed against her bottom lip and she began unbuttoning my shirt.

Her kiss was like…

No it couldn't be.

She giggled as I turned us over so I was on top. I kissed her softly along her neck and unbuttoned her shirt. Her moans were turning me on like crazy. I felt all my blood travel downwards as she called out my name when my fingers traveled up her skirt.

She slowly unbuckled my belt as I got closer and closer to her womanhood. I started rubbing her clit in small circles and she let a sigh. Moving her panty aside, I sampled her folds.

I took my hand out and licked the juices of my finger.

I knew I had tasted her before. It was definite.

But I was much too turned on to stop and think as she nibbled on my earlobe and her long fingernails glided down to my waist belt.

END OF CHAPTER

Author's note: sorry I took so long guys but I've been really busy with school. I hope to get this story finished by the next 2 months but who knows

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