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Being Bound to your Presence Chapter Twelve
Convincing Ways of the Sneaky Kind
Hermione's P.O.V
Late that Friday evening when I was changing for bed, I found myself spacing off and just staring at the bathtub. Bathtub? hmmm... gasp BATHTUB! I ran out of the bathroom and, sliding across the floor in my slippers, I ran straight into Malfoy. "Malfoy," I said urgently, "We have to take baths!"
He raised an eyebrow. "Wow, Granger, I know I'm irresistible, but can't you wait until the curse is off?"
What was it with that guy? Can't he tell that I'm going through a mid-life crisis? I've been so worried about trying to get through this week that I didn't even... BAD HERMIONE BAD HERMIONE...
I tried again on Malfoy. "WE-HAVEN'T-BATHED-SINCE-WE-GOT-STUCK-LIKE-THIS-AND-I-MUST-STINK-BUT-YOU-ALWAYS-STINK-SO-I-DON'T-THINK-WE-HAVE-TO-WORRY-ABOUT-YOU!" I think that probably got the point across.
"Alright, alright! Calmness!" He answered, aggravated. "Let's just go take turns."
Once again, I thought to the room.'we need a wall around the bathtub', and a wall appeared, except this time around the bath and shower. And it had a door this time. Anyway, I let Malfoy shower first 'cause I thought he would be quick and I could take a long one. Wow, I was wrong! Those poor Slytherin girls, mislead into thinking fine hair runs in the family...all he does is take a freakin three hour shower...
When he is finally got out, I made him close his eyes while I unchanged. Then I conjured a heavy blindfold for him. You can never be too safe. I had began to change when Malfoy said "I see you!" I shrieked and picked up my towel. He grinned. "Just kidding." I proceeded by kicking him in the shin, followed by a cry of "OWWWCH". After we were properly showered, (Good Lord) we went to bed.
Normal P.O.V
The teenager continued to report to the man with news on Hermione and Draco, but otherwise September went by smoothly. Soon it would be October, meaning the Halloween Ball for all 7th years was approaching. Naturally, if Hermione wanted to go, she would have to go with Malfoy. And quite frankly, she wanted to go. And was going to get him go taker her. It was the last Hogwarts ball she would ever attend!
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"Oh Maalllffooyy!" Hermione sang into his ear softly. It was a Saturday morning. And she was going to convince him to go to the ball with her. She had a plan. He mumbled groggily. "Malfoy?"
"Mmph," He replied to show he was listening. To get his full attention, Hermione sat on the end of his bed and made her tone serious. "Malfoy... I need to tell you something, I've never told ANYONE... and its really hard..." She forced herself to sound tearful and sniffed softly. "I...I'm homosexual." She lied, biting back giggles at this point. Malfoy shot straight up in bed
"say WHAT!" He cried, a horrified, someone-just-died look on his face.
Hermione laughed. "Now that I have your attention, I need to talk to you about something." Draco yawned. "And it has nothing to do with lesbians right?"
"Right"
"Okay, shoot."
"Right, so you know how the um... Halloween Ball is coming up soon? Well... Weaftagotogethacuzireallywannago." She said it quickly so that he had no time to interrupt her.
"Let me think about it...um...pretty tempting..." Hermione nodded in encouragement. Malfoy gave her 'the look'. "No." He said, leaning back with his hands behind his head. Hermione longed to smack the smugness from his face.
"Don't you want to go to the very last Hogwarts ball?" She said reproachfully.
"Not really." Malfoy replied cooly, closing his eyes. Hermione moved to drastic measures. "Do you really want the whole school to know about your little crying incident?" She said. Draco seemed unperplexed. "You wouldn't." He said simply, unconcerned. Hermione pulled an un-set howler from her pocket. "Ok, well how about just one of your fellow Slytherins? I'm sure no one else would...overhear." Of course she had no intention of doing such a thing, but hey, intimidation always helps. "Okay okay, get a grip!" He said, stirring a bit. "But you didn't convince me. I made up my OWN mind." He said stubbornly.
Hermione smiled. "Well, I don't exactly have a dress..."
-That Afternoon-
It was a beautiful Autumn day in Hogsmead. Hermione had tried many stores and still hadn't found a dress that she liked. Malfoy bought the first tux that fit, and was now sulking and whining like a little kid at the grocery store. After walking around a while, they found an old-looking shop that caught Hermione's interest. Immediently she found a dress she liked. She squealed in delight and dragged Malfoy to it.
The dress was positively beautiful. It was made of blue silk and had a navy silk shawl. It was short-sleeved, with a wide neck that lay around her shoulders. The bottom was slightly ruffled and cut at an angle. It was light and soft and positively perfect. She bought a pair of sexy heels of the exact same blue silk.
Malfoy grudgingly held Hermione's bags as she searched for j. In a store by the name of Starlit, she found a beautiful hair clip encrusted with blue jewels. That was all she needed.
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When they returned to the Room of Requirement, a tiny owl sat on Hermione's bed. She immediently recognized it as Pigwidgeon, Ron's pet owl. She removed the letter addressed to her.
Dear Hermione,
Hey! I thought maybe I could come over to the Head Dorms tomorrow and we could show each other our dresses for the Halloween ball. Does noon sound good to you? Reply ASAP!
Love your best friend,
Ginny W.
Hermione gasped and looked at Draco. "What?" He said. "...what's the big deal? Just remind her about the potion that so fatefully bound you to the devilishly handsome Draco Malfoy and all is fine." Hermione gave him a skeptical look. "She doesn't know about the potion." She paused for a moment. "We're going to just have to fake it."
Draco shook his head. "Oh no. I'm not having some red-head Weaselette come to my Dorm!" He saw the look on her face. "Um...our Dorm."
Hermione sighed impatiently. "Oh come on Malfoy, what would it hurt?"
Draco could tell that in the end he was not going to like those words.
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a/n: And that's a wrap! Likey? Yay or Nay? PLEASE REVIEW:D!
Next chapter...The girls devise a difficult plan... with Draco breathing down their necks? find out and see! PeAcE!
