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Whisper
Chapter Seven
"Oh Merlin!" she screamed, as she finally reached her climax. She lay back onto the bed, pulling the sheet to her. "What is it with you, Malfoy? Why do you have to be so... so..."
"Wonderful? Magnificent?" he said, smirking.
She rolled her eyes. "Conceited," she stood up, gathering her robes. "Just because we're sleeping together, Malfoy, doesn't mean I still won't cause you any pain possible."
Malfoy sighed, and sat up, placing his hands behind his head. "What is it with you Gabby? What's got your wand in a knot?"
"You do! I want them both dead, and yet, it's not happening! Nothing's happened, nothing at all. You're still just waltzing around in Lala Land, as if you're waiting for some horrible disaster to happen. Well guess what? You are the horrible disaster! You're supposed to be -"
"Gabby! Calm down, will you? It will all work out. Just be patient," he stood up, pulling on his jeans. "We still have a few more days left, and then, everything will fall into place, just like we've planned. Nobody needs to hurt anybody, so just relax."
Gabby narrowed her eyes and glared at him. "Fine. We'll all be rewarded in the end anyway," she eased her gaze, and licked her lips seductively. "I can see why Lucious chose you. You're absolutely irrisitable, with power only one can imagine."
He smirked, raising his eyebrows. "Am I now? You're just as irrisistable, my dear," he said, walking toward her. He slipped his hand around her waist and captured her lips in a heated kiss, as they made their way toward the bed.
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Thursday... 5 days after the wedding.
"Excuse me, Miss Granger?" Selene said, poking her head into Hermione's door. "Sam would like to see you straight away."
I gave her a thumbs up as she finished up my phone call. "Yes, ma'am. Thank you so much."
I replaced the phone back on the reciever, and stood up, stretching for I had been sitting for awhile. I pushed aside some papers, and wrote a reminder to myself. I fetched her blazer from the hook by the window, and made my way to Sam's office.
The door was open, Sam looking at some papers on her desk. I knocked gently on the opened door. Sam looked up, and a grin appeared on her face. "Hermione! Come in," she said, motioning to her. "Please close the door behind you."
I greeted her back, and shut the door behind me. I sat down on the chair infront of her desk, crossed my legs, and looked at Sam. She was still smiling.
"Do you know why I called you in here, 'Mione?" she said, a big grin still on her face.
I shook her head. Okay, relax. It has to be good... she's grinning to much. You're not going to get fired, suspended, nothing. Relax.
Sam reached behind her desk, and plopped something down infront of me. I leaned up, looking at what was infront of me. My eyes widened in shock and surprise.
"Congratulations, Miss Granger," Sam said, still grinning. "You made the front cover."
My hand went to her mouth as I looked at the cover of Witch Weekly. The headline read "He's Finally Taken!" a familiar picture I had taken a week before was displayed on the cover. It was a picture of Harry and Ginny, dancing at their wedding. A huge grin was on Ginny's face,as Harry twirled her around.
"Oh... Merlin!" I exclaimed. "I wasn't even taking that picture for business! This is absolutely wonderful!"
"Yes, I agree, and you wouldn't believe how many copies we've sold because of your work. Therefore, I'm promoting you to co-supervisor/head photographer of Witch Weekly."
"What? Co... co-supervisor? Are you really?"
"Yes. You've worked here for so long, never being late for a deadline, and you always submit fascinating work. You've earned it."
"Sam," I said, standing up. "Thank you so much. I - I'm speechless."
Sam stood up, and put out a hand. "You're welcome, Hermione."
They shook hands, a big grin on my face. This was the happiest I had felt since the wedding.
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"Fill 'er up, bartender!" I yelled, slamming my glass on the bar.
"Yes sir, Mr. Malfoy," he replied, filling my glass.
I took the drink, sitting down at the bar, looking at everyone infront of me. The club was packed, and everybody was moving to the music. This had been my life for a week. Stay up all night, go home, sleep, and do it all again.
I swallowed the last drop of my drink, and made my way to the floor. Squeezing my way into the middle of the people, I danced along with other people around me (women, of course), searching for the right partner. I felt a pair of hands go around my waist, and I turned and looked to see a women who I had seen other nights before. We danced together, not speaking, just moving with each other to the music. She kept her arms around my waist, as I kept my hands on her hips.
The song finished, and she abandoned me, walking to the bar. I followed her. She looked at the bar tender.
"The usual?" he asked.
"Please," she answered. She looked at me, grinning.
"Come here often?" I asked, putting on my infamous smirk.
"Do you?"
"I've seen you everytime I've been here, love."
"There's your answer," she said, bringing her new drink to her lips.
"Do you have a name?"
"Doesn't everybody?" she grinned, and raised an eyebrow.
I raised my eyebrows. "Boy, you are a tease. Do you mind telling me your name?"
"Perhaps. What's yours?"
"I asked you first."
"But you should be a gentlemen and tell me first, lovie," she said, smirking.
"My name's Draco," I said, smiling.
"Nice," she said, finishing off her drink.
"What's yours again?"
She laughed a glittering laugh. "Nice to meet you, Draco. My name's Selene."
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"To Hermione," Harry said, raising his glass. "And to her new promotion!"
We clinked glasses to make the toast whole. "Thanks you guys! And thanks for taking me out tonite," I said, grinning.
"No problem, Hermione! You deserve it, after all. A new promotion and everything," Ginny said, smiling at me. "It'll be great."
"Not to mention she's beautiful," a voice said, coming up behind me. I looked up and saw Brian.
"Hey Brian!" I said, my grin getting wider. "I'm glad you came. I thought you wouldn't come."
"Of course I came, love. I wouldn't miss spending time with you for anything."
"So sweet," I said, taking a drink. He sat down beside me, his arm going around the edge of my chair.
"So, how long have we been here?" he asked, looking at Harry and Ginny.
"Oh, not to long. We just sat down to have a few drinks before going on the floor," Ginny said, nodding her head toward the mass group of people.
"Well, if all of you don't mind, I feel like dancing, so I'll see you!" I stood up, ready for my night of fun, and walked out to the dance floor. Brian came up behind me moments later, and danced with me, his body pressed against mine.
I spotted Harry and Ginny moments later, lost in their own newlywed world. They had just gotten back from their honeymoon, but it was as if they were still there. Brian and I shared sensual moments on the dance floor, but after awhile, he left for a drink, leaving me alone on the floor.
I spotted my secretary, Selene as I looked up. She was talking to a blonde headed man that I didn't know. She soon headed back out on the floor, ditching the guy. I smirked. That Selene. Just a tease. I turned away from her, and continued to dance; with anybody that felt the need to move their hips as much as me.
I felt a pair of hands on my hips as they moved. I didn't hesitate; I just kept dancing, the other person's body moving with mine. I turned around and faced him. I looked up at the face. It was all to familar. A small gasp left my lips and I backed away from Draco. I about shouted in frustration as I walked back to my table.
"Hermione, wait a second!" he called after me.
I ignored him and kept walking. Brian was at the table, drinking his drink. He saw me coming toward him and he grinned. I smiled back, and sat beside him, sipping my drink.
"Are you okay?"
"What? Yeah, I'm fine," I said, distracted.
"Hermione," Draco said, finding our table.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Brian asked, scowling.
"Nothing to do with you, Urie, that's for sure," he said, narrowing his eyes.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I asked, sighing.
"To talk, I guess."
"Talk? You mean like the last time we "talked?" Remember that? You walked off, not even acting as if you wanted to be my friend. You just left, without saying anything, and practically destroying all of the wedding reception!"
"Look, I'm sorry, really I am."
"You're really not acting like yourself, Malfoy. What have you done to yourself? Why are you so different?" I asked, looking up at him with genuine concern. He'd never been this easy before. He was naturally stubborn, but he was different. Maybe it was just because he was drunk off his ass.
"I'm acting like myself, 'Mione. You're the one acting different. You're the one that's fucking everythhing up. You left me, said you loved me, but you don't. You're filled with lies. You break hearts. Love 'em and leave 'em, ay, 'Mione? I'd watch out for this one, Urie, she really fucks things up for people."
My mouth hung in shock. He was a mean drunk. Brian stood up, his eyes flashing. "Hold your tongue, Malfoy," he said, glaring at him.
"I'm just warning you, Urie. You don't hhaff to go aand get all defensive and shhhit. I'm juss sayin' 'Mione can make life miserable sometimes. Promising shit shhe can' keep."
The next thing I knew, Brian's fist connected with Draco's face. I watched with horror as Brian tackled Draco, hitting him on the chest and in the head. Draco was pinned to the floor, swinging his fists, trying to hit anything of Brian he could reach.
People came over, trying to pull them away from each other, each one failing, one after the other. Finally, somebody having some sense, shot magic at them, breaking them apart. It was Harry.
"What's going on here?" he asked, his voice furious. "Do you want to be arrested or something?"
Both of them were staring at each other, Draco wiping blood from his lip, Brian's nose dripping with it. Draco pulled himself up, swinging dangerously. He swayed to the side, almost falling, if Harry hadn't of took ahold of his shoulders. Brian stood up, shooting daggers at him.
"You're lucky I stopped you. You could've gotten us all thrown out," Harry said, furious.
"He was talking shit about Hermione, is all. It was the last time I heard anything like that come out of his bloody, filthy, death eater mouth," Brian spat at him.
Draco lunged at him, his fists swinging.
"Malfoy! Stop it, will you!" Harry said, grabbing hold of him.
Draco scowled, and pushed Harry off him. "Get off me, Harry," he said, holding himself up. He pointed his finger at Brian. "Watch what you say, Urie. Next time, I'll fucking kick your ass, drunk or not."
He staggered toward the door, leaving the club.
"Damn," someone said, as everybody moved toward the dance floor again.
"Crazy fuckers," a punk teenager said, as he grabbed his mate, dragging him to the dance floor.
I went over to Brian, and healed his nose. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, Hermione," he said, glaring at the door. "He had just stepped on everybody's wand for to long. I'm sick of him always doing stuff to you. I'm sorry..."
I sighed. "It's okay, Brain. Really. I understand. But, Malfoy's... always going to be like that."
I paused, thinking of everything he had just said. He was drunk, and I knew he didn't mean half of what he had said, but it had still hurt me. He called me a liar, and a heartbreaker. Something I didn't think I was.
"Well, this night went to hell," Ginny said cheerfully. "I'm sorry 'Mione. He always has to show up at the wrong time, doesn't he? I don't understand why you're friends with him," she said, looking at Harry.
"Gin... you said you were okay with it," Harry said gently.
"I was... am. He just really keeps messing up!"
"I know," Harry said, shaking his head.
"It's okay you guys, we can still have a good time," I said, trying to lighten things up.
"Are you sure, Hermione?" Brain asked.
"Of course I'm sure! It's my celebration!"
"Okay, then," he said, grinning.
I took a long drink of my Strawberry Daquiri, and walked back to the dance floor. Brian and I danced, each dance getting more heated. Brian left again, to get more drinks, and I yelled at him to fetch me one. I was alone once again on the floor, but I didn't care. I felt a little dizzy, so I headed back to the table, Brian already there.
I sat down next to him, grabbing my drink, and devouring it in just a few gulps.
"Having a good time?" Brian asked, grinning as I wiped the wetness from my mouth.
"Hell yes I am!" I said, a little bit to loud. "Are you?"
He grinned. "Of course! I'm with you!"
"Oh you're so nice to me," I said. I grinned at him. I felt my head suddenly ache. My dizziness returned. The whole room was spinning.
"Are you okay?" Brians voice asked far away.
"Yeah, I'm ffine," I said, my words running away from me. "I'm going to dance somemore."
I stood up, making my way to the dance floor.
"Are you sure you're okay, Hermione? You've been drinking quite a bit."
"Yeah, Brian, I'm fine. Don't worry," I said, laughing airly. "Oy." I placed my hand on my head, which was pounding. I couldn't see infront of me. The room was spinning and I couldn't make out anything. The last thing I saw, was Brian staring at me, a smirk on his face.
Oh-oh! What happened? Why was he smirking instead of helping her? Anyway, there you go guys. It's a bit longer this time, so I hope you like it. And yes, they were in awizard club, so askno questions about muggles seeing them and such.I know, I know, the last chapter was pretty dark, with Malfoy cutting himself and all, but he just had to sacrifice himself to something. Pretty original, right? Anyway, I really hope you like this chapter, because I don't know when I'll be able to update next. I'm moving, and I have no idea how long it'll take to get the computer set up, so you might have to wait a bit! Anyway, REVIEW! It makes me happy!