Over the next week both Hermione and Draco went to the little cafe every day, meeting and talking during lunch. Although both of them were completely afraid of what was happening between them and told themselves repeatedly to stop going, neither did. Both felt that going there relieved themselves of their stressfull everyday lives and they enjoyed eachother's company more than they should. So that Friday, they were sitting there once again, Hermione laughing at something Draco had said and Draco smiling at her.
Hermione caught her breath. "Don't be so mean, Malfoy!" She chuckled. "Everyone looks - eh - pretty in their own way."
He smiled at her. "Whatever you say, Granger. But to me she still looks like a bafoon with a pigs' snout." His smile grew bigger as she started laughing again. A minute of silence went by as Hermione calmed down from laughing. Draco cleared his throat. "So - er - there is this new club opening tomorrow in Diagon Alley. It's half restaurant half dancing." He stated, not looking at her. Hermione bit her lip as her heart started racing. "I was wondering if you wanted to go." He finished, finally looking up at her.
Hermione was beaming. "Yes. I would." She said, trying to contain her enthusiasm.
"Great." He said looking just a little relieved. "Once again, I'll pick you up around seven, then?" He asked. She nodded.
"Dancing.." She mumbled absentmindedly. Her attention snapped back to Draco and she continued. "I've never really been dancing before." She said. His eyebrows shot up.
"Really? Well then you must come!" He said. "It's great. And I have to add, dancing with me would be a privilege. It happens to be that I'm not only the sexiest man, but I also am the best dancer in England." He smirked at her. She laughed lightly.
"Oh, yes you're right. I do have to come." She laughed. "The day that I see Draco Malfoy dancing." She added.
"I really am good, you know." He said, now chuckling a little as well.
"Oh, I never doubted that." She said smiling at him. "You being smooth with the ladies and all, you have to be able to dance good." The two looked at each other and smiled. Silence settled between them. But unlike the first silences the two had experienced before, this one wasn't uncomfortable. By now they had gotten used to each other's presence. Hermione bit her lip. His presence made her a bit nervous still.
"Are you okay?" He asked her, seeing that she seemed a bit nervous.
"Yeah.." She said, looking up at him. There you go. You shouldn't have done that. Now you won't be able to look away...Hermione thought as her eyes locked with his. Her mind quickly went back to the night they had dinner. When she had been about to enter her house and they had been so close to...to...
He broke the stare first and grabbed her cup. He walked to the trash can and threw it away, walking back to the table but not sitting down. "I should probably go now." He said. "I have a meeting in fifteen minutes. Do you want me to bring you to your office?" He asked.
"No, thanks." She mumbled. "I'll be fine."
He nodded."Okay, well I'll see you tomorrow then?" She nodded back and he left.
Hermione took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying hard to fight the temptation of running after him and jumping him.
Hermione checked her watch about a million times that day before it was actually six, and time to get ready for her da- ahem - ...thing, whatever it was. She checked herself in front of the mirror, feeling a little bit of deja vu. Hadn't she been doing the same thing for her - thing - with Malfoy last Saturday? She bit her lip again in nervosity and this time, looked at her elegant and long black skirt. The skirt was embedded with red rhinestones here and there, and her red top added to the beauty of it all. Her hair was now lose on her shoulders, though a bit tamer, and had red pins everywhere. She heard the bell ring again and took a deep breath.
She made her way to the door and opened it, finding Malfoy to be once again extremely attractive. She could smell his fresh cologne from where she was standing and she had to admit, she was overwhelmed. "Oh my..." She was able to say. He looked up at her and he gave her a sexy half-smirk. "This wouldn't be catagorized as cheating, would it?" She breathed. He stepped forward and put a hand on her lower back. He knew she had been referring to Brent.
"I can't promise that." He whispered in her ear. Leaning back a little so he could look at her face, he smirked at her and she once again, bit her lip. "Shall we go?" He asked. Hermione was hit with a feeling of guilt. Draco said that he couldn't promise that this date (yes, it's a date, okay?) wouldn't be cheating. Should she still go? Could she really do that to a person she cared about deeply? The moment the guilt hit, though, it was gone. She smiled and nodded, stepping outside and closing the door behind her.
Draco chuckled as he watched her struggle with getting all the food from the fork into her mouth. She finally pit off the whole thing and started chewing like there was no tomorrow, making him laugh harder. She looked up guiltily and swallowed all the while blushing like crazy. "You know," He said. "you do kind of remind me of Weasley when you do that." He continued chuckling.
"Hey!" she protested, her face in a frown though her eyes were laughing. "First of all, I do not eat like Ron. Second of all, he's not even that bad of an eater!" She argued. Though when Draco gave her a doubtful look she laughed as well. "Okay, I guess with the second one I was kind of lying." She admitted. "But you know, a girl with a healthy appatite is much healthier then those who starve themselves!"
Draco threw his hands back to show that he wasn't implying anything rude. "You don't see me complaining. I like girls with a healthy appatite." He said, smiling at her. "Oh, and you do have a little..." He reached over the table and wiped the side of her mouth. Hermione blushed and giggled in embarrassment.
"Sorry." She mumbled.
"It's all right. No worries." He said.
The two continued talking and eating for a while, both enjoying the rather luxurious club's atmosphere a lot. Hermione was really impressed by the way Malfoy seemed to make any awkward situation much less awkward. She had realized that over the last two weeks. He really was a lady's wooer. Soon, the two were finished with their meal and were completely satisfied with the food. As if to make the moment all the better, a wonderful tune came up and Draco sat up.
"Perfect moment." He said quietly as he stood up and walked to her side of the table. He reached out his hand to her and smiled. "Would the lady like to dance?" He asked in a very overly-formal manner.
Hermione laughed lightly and took his hand. "Why yes, she would." She replied in a very fancy tone and let Draco lead her to the dancefloor. As he slowly descended his hands onto her hips and pulled her closer, she sighed at the feeling of his hands on her waist. "Time to show off you moves Malfoy." She whispered in his ear. After that, only bliss was to be expected.
AN: Hey guys. Sorry for the long update. But I had crazy finals going on. Now its allll good. But all right. Here you have it!! The next chapter though, will be the most sensual I have written yet. And i'm not promising anything but just to give you a little hint, ...things could get a litttttllle steamyyy wink wink
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