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Summary: Hermione, Draco and Blaise at the banquet.
Chapter 9
The Banquet
Hermione stared at herself in the vanity mirror deliberating what to do with her hair.
While silently absorbed with ideas of braids, twists and buns there was a faint knock on her door.
Hermione jerked to look at her door, subconsciously she had grasped her metal brush in her hand at the sound.
"Who is it?" She demanded.
"It is Winks Mizzuz!" A squeaky voice answered from the other side of the door.
Hermione sighed in relief, a house elf.
"Come in Winks!"
The tiny house elf opened the door to reveal herself being nearly smothered to death by a huge garment bag being held above her.
"Oh!" Hermione gasped running to the elf to help.
Hermione ripped the bag from the elf and put it on the ground.
"Are you ok Winks?" Hermione asked gently.
The elf nodded happily and smiled.
"Winks is happy to serve her Mizzuz!"
Hermione groaned not liking the fact the creature liked to be her slave.
"What is this?" Hermione asked looking at the white garment bag.
"Mizter Blaise Zabini delivered this for you Mizzuz!"
"Oh," Hermione nodded.
She'd forgotten about the gown entirely.
"He also brought these!"
Winks proceded to recover a shoebox from behind her and hand it to Hermione.
"Thank you Winks, will I see you at the banquet?"
"Yez Mizzuz! YEZ! Winks is serving the dessert Mizzuz!"
With that the elf skipped merrily from the room leaving Hermione alone with the dress and shoebox.
Sighing she picked up the bag, to her it was relatively light, and walked across the room to lay it on her bed.
Slowly she unzipped the dress from the top down.
The lapels of the garment bag being peeled away revealed a magnificent solid green floor-lenth gown that had straps with beaded crystals sewed on them and a very deep, scary plunge in the shape of triangle on the back of the dress.
Hermione did not remember trying this dress on.
This was much to fancy... and sexy.
The plunge of the dress began in the middle of where her shoulderblades were and went down all the way to her tailbone.
Her entire back would be bare.
The front of the gown however was very modest, the dress covered her chest and breasts completely balancing the show of skin in the back.
Hermione became very unsure if she had the guts to where this, or if it was even legal to wear!
She tried the dress on to see for sure.
It fit like a glove, Hermione had never liked the way her body looked more than now.
She opened the shoebox to see a pair of silver strappy high heels that were frosted with crystals.
Inside the shoebox was also a hairpiece wrapped in tissue paper.
The hair piece looked vaguely like a serpent.
But you could've said it was just a pretty swirl that was studded with what looked like diamonds.
Hermione used her wand to curl her hair down her back, to cover some of the skin and with her hands made one loose pretty braid on the side of her hair.
She placed the hairpiece on the other side of her hair and sighed.
She thought she looked pretty good.
The gown alone was gorgeous.
Maybe people would just notice the gown and not her.
With a final sigh she turned off her bedroom light and left the dormitory to walk down to the Great Hall to meet Blaise.
As Hermione walked down the corridors she began to see more and more students, dressed in their very very best like her with dates and friends on their arms walking towards the Great Hall.
When Hermione got to the first floor Blaise was waiting to the side of the bansiter talking to some of his friends.
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Hermione's POV
My chest tightened nervously.
I was trying to focus on any and everything except Malfoy tonight.
The pompous ass had never shown up to help decorate.
And our strange encounter this afternoon had left me at ill ease.
Blaise turned around and gwaked at me.
Oh, no.
I bit my lip.
"Hi," I said lamely.
All the guys around him were staring at me too, with their mouths gone a little slack.
I gulped.
"You look stunning." Blaise commented, he sounded a little breathless.
"Oh um... thank you. You bought it." I teased smiling.
All the guys moved in a little closer.
I began to feel awkward.
"Shall we?" I asked lightly.
Blaise regained his composure and nodded offering his arm to me.
"Of course."
We walked into the Great Hall, arm in arm, to find it loosely crowded, but more and more students arriving quickly.
"This looks great," Blaise said in my ear.
"You did a good job."
"Thank you." I murmured.
"Would you like to find a table?"
"Uh sure."
Blaise pulled me along his side, stopping to chit chat with several Slytherins every five seconds.
All the Slytherin girls glared at me.
I was starting to become more confident however from their glares.
That meant that they were jealous right?
Or just hated me.
Either way it didn't matter.
While we talked, or Blaise talked, with his friends students began to dance.
The banquet was not a dance or a party, but there had been a large open clearing in the center of all the tables and there was music playing.
So the banquet began to shape form into that of a dance.
I was standing perfectly silent by Blaise's side when someone tapped me on the shoulder.
I turned around to see Harry.
He looked slightly confused, but smiled nonethless at me.
"Hermione," then looked down at the dress.
"You look fantastic!" He enthused.
I smiled.
"Thank you Harry. You look dashing yourself." I told him.
And he did indeed.
In a very mugglish type of suit with a red vest and tie.
Ginny suddenly came up to Harry's side, wearing a simple pinkish redish silk dress and her hair curled in soft ringlets.
"Wow Hermione." Her eyes widened.
"That dress looks exquisite on you." She said.
I smiled sheepishly.
Ginny encourged me.
"No you really really look sensational. Interesting color choice though," she winked then looked at Blaise.
"How are you tonight Blaise?"
He nodded politely.
"Perfect. And you?"
"Same. However I am a bit anxious about the game tomorrow... do you think you will recover from it?"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Recover?"
"From Harry," she said smiling and placing her hand on his chest. (They're dating)
"Because he's going to beat your ass." She went on cheerfully.
Harry laughed and Blaise smirked.
"Don't jinx us, love." Harry said pulling her against his chest and pecking her lips lightly.
"Only kidding Zabini," Ginny said winking.
"Actually I'm not."
"Won't you be playing?" Blaise asked her smiling, genuienly.
"No I'm not playing this year. For personal reasons." She informed him.
"Oh. Well I'm sorry to hear that, you were the best female player at Hogwarts."
"Besides Draco Malfoy." Ginny said grinning.
We all laughed.
"Enjoy your evening." Blaise said steering me away from them.
I was slightly shocked that Blaise wasn't so hard headed as most Slytherins were.
A typical Slytherin would've caused a fight back there.
We finally found a table, full of Slytherin guys, who all leared at me sickishly.
But I was relieved when Ginny suddenly plopped down beside me, pushing a Slytherin guy aside to make room for herself.
"Geez all the other tables are taken. Mind if we sit?"
The Slytherins eyed her and shook their heads.
It was easily the most unpredictable thing to occur ever at Hogwarts.
A table full of Slytherin guys with an addition two Gryffindor girls and Harry Potter.
Harry sat between myself and Ginny, for protection, also so Ginny could flirt with the guys sitting next to her to keep the peace at the table.
In fact Ginny flirted with every guy at the table during dinner in an attempt to keep the peace so Harry could stay.
The dancing had seemed to commence for dinner.
Nearly every student was seated at a table now waiting for their meal.
"I'm going to go speak with Professor McGonagall." I told Blaise and Harry standing from the table.
Halfway across the Great Hall I could feel an annoying glare boring into me.
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Draco's POV
What the fuck is she wearing!?
In front of all these people to see!
All the guys in the school were openly staring and gwaking like bafoons at her.
Was she so fucking oblivious!?
Hermione Granger was honestly the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.
I felt myself begin to get hard imagining tearing her dress up and her creamy thighs wrapped around my waist.
I gritted my teeth.
She continued to walk then suddenly stopped.
She looked around avidly, like she was trying to place the starting point of a smell or something, then suddenly locked her eyes with mine.
I glared at her.
I hated her so damn much.
Why was she so fucking wantable?
Why did I want her so fucking much?
She took my glare and her face fell a little bit.
She tried to recover from it, I could see it, but I had noticed that pure moment of weakness.
And I couldn't believe it.
She wanted something from me.
Then she turned her back on me and stormed away in the opposite direction.
I sighed watching her.
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Hermione scrambled across the hall in desperate search of Professor McGonagall.
She went up to the staff table and came to McGonagall's side.
"Professor?"
"Oh Miss Granger, you look radiating this evening." She said eyeing the gown.
"Thank you Professor. I was wondering if you would like to play some music after dinner. The students could dance some more, then everyone can make their speeches while dessert is being served." Hermione suggested.
"I think the students would like that more, don't you?"
McGonagall nodded.
"I do yes, that is a fine idea. I will tell the headmaster." She nodded.
"Thank you Professor."
Hermione went back to her table and finished eating.
After dinner, like Hermione had suggested, music began to play and students began to dance.
"May I have a dance?" Blaise asked charmingly.
"Of course." Hermione nodded.
Blaise led Hermione out to dancefloor and they began to move their bodies together in sync with the beat of the song.
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Blaise's POV
I had her in Draco's perfect bird eyes view.
He would not be able to resist watching her.
In the gown I had her in?
Simply irresistable.
Every guy in the Great Hall was completely captivated by Hermione Granger tonight, I almost was myself.
Draco watched us, his eyes flashing angrily, encouriging me to push him further.
This whole plot was completely worth watching Draco get this messed up.
I just wanted to watch him snap.
In a pushy attempt wrapped my hands lower around Hermione's waist and rubbed her bare skin with my hands.
Draco looked half-crazed at this point.
For a little extra I kissed Granger on the lips.
She acted surprised, but didn't push me away.
Even better.
The music changed to a faster upbeat song that had everyone lost in their own dances.
Everyone except Draco.
Then for just the perfect touch I let my hand reach down and grope her cute ass fully in my hands.
Then she jerked away from me, totally freaked out.
"Sorry," I murmured in her ear.
I would apologize fully for this later.
"You're getting me excited Hermione." I whispered in her ear.
I could tell I was making her uncomfortable by how stiff she'd gone.
Draco was going to go ape shit.
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Hermione's POV
Blaise placed his hands back on my waist tenderely and brushed his body against mine.
"You look really really sexy tonight." He said smilig.
I looked up at him like I didn't know him.
He laughed and brought me closer against him.
"Umm could you give me some space?"
I said pulling away from him.
"Why? Don't you like being this close to me?"
"No."
He laughed again.
Then he wrapped one hand fully around the back of my thigh, in a tight tight grip that I knew would leave a bruise, and tried to hitch it up around his waist.
"Hey!"
"Shhh..." he soothed.
Then he pushed his lips onto mine.
They were there for a second then they were gone and I heard a harsh 'Uhmph'
There was a large warm hand grasping mine and yanking me away.
I looked forward and saw the owner of the hand from the back.
A huge broad blond guy.
Malfoy.
He yanked me away from the crowd and empty tables towards a door on the side of the Great Hall.
"Malfoy STOP!"
He ignored me pulling me harshly behind him.
"Malfoy! I wanna go back!"
He opened the door and pulled me in with him and slammed the door shut.
The room was small, smaller than a classroom and had several desks and papers scattered around.
"Malfoy what the-"
"DID HE HURT YOU!?" He yelled turning around to face me.
My jaw went completely slack.
"Huh?" I felt weird saying it.
He rushed up to me taking my wrists in his hands and pulling me, gently to him.
"Did he fucking hurt you!?"
"Wha-what are-"
He growled and grabbed my cheeks in his hands so that we were staring each other in the eyes.
"Hermione, did he hurt you?" He voice was calm and even, but his eyes burned with intensity, protectiveness, worry and... love?
I just stared at him absorbed by reading his steel grey eyes.
"Hermione?" He whispered.
I nimbly shook my head in his hands.
"Are you sure?"
I winced and blinked pursing my lips.
"My-my leg hurts a little... he grabbed it really roughly-"
Malfoy roared angrily and I fell back from him worried he would lash out on me.
But he just started running back towards the door, initially to kick Blaise's ass.
"Wait! No!" I yelled running and throwing myself in front of the door.
He tried to push me aside but I put my hands against his chest.
"No Draco!"
He stopped trying to reach around me and suddenly grasped me in his hands and pulled me towards his body.
I gasped, in pleasure.
My head rolled back and my eye fluttered.
His body felt amazing against mine.
I wanted to kiss him.
He beat me to it.
I was only aware of Draco then.
His hard lips came down onto mine and moved against mine.
I moaned and he slid his tongue into my mouth.
I groaned and reached up to put my hands around his neck.
He was too tall.
He lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso and he pushed me lightly against the wooden door.
My dress rod up my thighs, bunched up around my waist and my hands were lost in his platinum tresses.
His mouth moved so seductively with mine, his lips were rough, but he was so soft with them.
He wrapped one arm around my waist and the other wrapped around the back of one of my thighs.
Draco groaned gluttonly and pulled his lips away from mine.
Nearly of us were close to being finished.
His hot mouth travelled down my jaw to my neck and to my colarbone.
I arched my chest up to his mouth, closed my eyes and gasped.
My hands lazily travelled through his hair.
Draco pushed his body against mine harder and I screamed.
He pulled back quickly.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry did I hurt you?" He asked quickly.
I groaned and shook my head and pushed my center against his chest so he could feel my sudden heat.
He turned me on so quickly I wasn't completely sure if it was a natural good thing.
"Hermione," he gasped before kissing my lips again.
My mouth moved against his roughly now and my hands once again delved roughly into his locks.
Draco finally pulled away breathlessly and buried his face in my chest.
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"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione..." he whispered again and again running his hands all over her.
Hermione's eyes fluttered and she tighted her legs around him.
"Oh I want you so badly," he groaned against her neck.
Hermione whimpered pushing herself as close as humanly possible to Draco.
"Draco," she finally whispered.
He looked up at her expectantly.
She sighed.
"Why didn't we do this sooner?"
He smiled devilishly and kissed her lips lightly.
"Because we're both too stubborn to admit to it." He said rubbing her cheek with his hands.
"I want you to break up with Blaise." He whispered.
"I want you for myself."
She giggled.
"Do I have a choice?" She asked running her hands down his chest.
He shook his head.
"Nope. You're mine Hermione Granger. All mine."
She smiled and closed her eyes.
"Finally."
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