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"Welcome to muggle London!" said Hermione to Malfoy.
They were standing in the bustling street of London city. Hermione and Granger were conversing enthusiastically about which muggle mall to head to while Draco just stood there looking extremely bored. Malfoy, however, was throwing furtive glances over his shoulders at the passing muggles. His brows were furrowed and his face was screwed up, as if expecting someone to pounce on him anytime.
"err, Malfoy? You okay?" Granger noticed his expression and asked, letting a hint of concern escape into her voice.
"wad? Oh, I'm fine. I rea-ARGH!" he was suddenly cut short by a sports car rushing past them on the road, and flung his arms out in front of him to shield himself.
"wad the hell was that thing?" he asked, clearly still shocked.
"err, Malfoy, you haven't been to muggle London have you?" asked Granger.
"no…why would I? its my first time today."
"oh, that explains your reaction." she chuckled. "That, Malfoy, was a car."
"what? What's a car?" he asked, looking genuinely bewildered.
"it's a muggle thing that they use for transportation. Its something like your broomstick. Just that the car needs to run on gas and you actually needed to be seventeen and above and have a license to drive it."
"this is so freaking confusing." he said, rubbing his temples, trying to analyze this piece of new information.
"don't worry, you'll get everything sooner or later." said Draco, giving Malfoy a pat on the back.
"yea, lets go now." piped Granger, clearly bursting to go shopping.
Hermione flagged down a cab and four of them climbed in, with Malfoy looking tentatively inside before Granger forcefully pulled him in.
"oww, what was that for?" he huffed, rubbing his forehead.
"you looked as if you weren't going to come in. I was merely helping you." she said, smirking.
Hermione told the cab driver the address of the mall and they headed off towards their next destination.
"what's the sound?" asked Malfoy, his face screwed up once more.
"it's the engine of the car." said Granger shortly.
"what's an engine?"
"Gosh! Don't you ever shut up? For your information, an engine is something that the car runs on, if it doesn't have an engine, its as good as useless."
"ok, fine, no need to get so worked up." he retorted, throwing his arms up in mock defense.
The rest of the ride was silent, with Draco asking Hermione some random question. Finally after half an hour, they emerged from the cab, standing in front of a huge mall decorated with many bright and colorful lights. (A/N: did I mention its almost Christmas time? But the weather isn't cold.)
"What's all the lights for?" asked Malfoy.
"It Christmas Season, the lights are for decoration." said Hermione.
"Oh, okay, but what's that?" he asked, looking up at a big LCD screen television, high up on the wall of the mall.
"it's a television, Malfoy." said Granger.
"A what?"
"Television."
"t-tubbytion?"
"Te-le-vi-sion"
"Oh, forget it, what is it anyway? It looks like a bigger version of a photograph." (A/N: he means the magical photos where the people move in them.)
"No, it isn't, Malfoy. It a muggle thing that broadcasts pictures, images and sounds in the form of programs. You watch it to past the time."
"What's a program?"
"Oh, never mind! Lets move on." She said, walking towards the entrance of the mall, pulling Hermione along with her. Leaving the two guys trailing behind them.
"You girls go ahead, we'll wait for you guys in Starbucks." said Draco, walking away from the two girls, leading Draco to a small quaint café. (A/N: I love Starbucks! Anyone out there agrees?)
Malfoy pushed the door open and stepped inside the café. Immediately, a strong smell of rich coffee met his nose.
Hmm, smells good. He thought to himself.
"You find a seat, I'll get us something." said Draco.
"Ok, fine with me." replied Draco, scanning the place for any empty tables.
Finally he found one and sank right into the waiting chair. After a few minutes, Draco came back carrying a tray.
He set it down on the table and Malfoy looked at it's contents. Draco had bought two brownie cheesecakes and two caramel frapachinos. (A/N: spelling anyone?)
Feeling his stomach grumble, Malfoy gratefully dug into his cheesecake. (A/N: I don't know about you guys but every time I have a cheesecake and coffee at Starbucks for lunch, I always end up really full. Does anyone other than me feel like that? Haha!)
Back to the Girls
"What do you think of this?" asked Granger, coming out of the changing room with a pair of dark blue hipsters jeans on.
"Hmm, very nice." said Hermione, nodding in approval. "Its hugs your slim legs and your butt, good choice."
"Thanks, I guess I'll be taking this too." she said, as she once again went into the changing room. She came out of it a few moments later and both girls paid for all their items and stepped contentedly out of the Mango boutique. (A/N: I love Mango! Anyone likes it too?)
"Oh honey, I forgot to tell you, we'll be going to a Christmas ball next week at Hogwarts." said Hermione.
"Hogwarts? Christmas ball?"
"Yes, Hogwarts is having a ten year reunion and we're invited to go."
"Yes, you and Draco were invited to go, but me and the younger Malfoy aren't exactly graduated from Hogwarts yet…" she replied, not really wanting to go at all.
"Yes dear, but I've wrote to Dumbledore, and he said that both you and Draco's presence are required."
"Oh, ok, but doesn't that mean that we have to find a dress for the ball?"
"Yes, of course. We'll head off to Zara now, shan't we?" (A/N: I love Zara too! Anyone?)
"Okay."
With that, the two girls hurried off to find suitable dresses for the up coming Christmas cum ten year reunion ball.
Back to the guys
"Don't tell me you don't have any feelings for her yet." said Draco, smirking.
"No." Malfoy replied bluntly, refusing to make eye contact with Draco.
"Oh, come on! I've seen the way you look at her."
"What way?" he asked, starting to panic.
He can't have noticed. Merlin! I'll be so busted if he finds out. Malfoy thought to himself.
"Oh, come off it already. You didn't answer Weasley just now when he asked if you had fallen for Granger. Merlin, you couldn't even look at him. If I wasn't mistaken, you were blushing too."
Malfoy listened to Draco drone on and on. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer.
"Ok! Fine! I like her, ok! I like!" he shouted.
Suddenly, the whole café turned silent and all eyes were on him.
Shit! What did I just do? He thought to himself, sinking lower into his chair, feeling his face turn red-hot.
"Ahh, finally…" sighed Draco in content.
"Look, I don't love her yet, okay? I just like her. Like I'm attracted to her or something. Just don't go around telling everyone okay? I will really appreciate if you would just keep this between the two of us."
"Okay, your secret is safe with me." said Draco, giving him a wink.
Back to the ladies
"God! Can't you pick one and try it on already?" asked a paranoid Hermione.
"No! Do you realise how fat I will look in this?" asked a slightly flustered Granger, brandishing a lilac strapless gown at Hermione.
"You are not FAT! How many times do I have to tell you that?"
They have been looking for the perfect dress for Granger for the past ten minutes and still, they haven't found anything that Granger thought was nice.
"Here, why don't you take all these in and actually try them on." said Hermione, pushing a pile a dressed into Granger's arms.
"Fine!" she huffed, as she stormed into the changing room.
A few moments later, she emerged looking slightly disgruntled.
She was wearing a simple and nice baby pink halter-neck dress, with a neckline that ended just at the top of her cleavage, showing just a small amount of cleavage. The dress ended just above her knees. The dress kind of has a floaty feeling, with many layers of soft chiffon over lapping one another, adding to the effect. It was what one would call the "sweet" type of dress, showing only enough to impress.
"Nice." commented Hermione.
"I look like a layered cake." she said bluntly.
"No you don't! It looks sweet."
"Yeah, like a piece of cake. This is so not it." she said, before heading back into the changing room.
Moments later, she emerged wearing a slinky, off-shoulder black dress which reached down all the way to the ground, however, it had a nice, long, slit all the way up to her mid-thigh at one side. Showing off her beautiful, long legs. There were white diamonds, embroidered along the hem of her dress. This was a "sexy lady" kind of dress. A little too mature for someone at the age of 17.
"Malfoy will think I look so old." she said, looking down at her dress.
"Yes, I have to agree, it looks too mature for someone your age…Wait, did I just hear Malfoy?"
Oh Shit! Did I just say that out loud? Granger thought, starting to panic.
"Err, no! I didn't say anything." she tried desperately to cover up.
"Don't try to hide it, I heard that. You do like Draco don't you?"
"I-uh, I don't know! I feel so confused! Its like I'm attracted to him a little."
"That's called liking him."
"Ok! So I like him, but it isn't really love yet. But so what? Its not like he likes me?"
"Its okay honey. Now lets get back to the dresses.
"Yeah, okay." Granger sighed heading to the changing room once again.
After a moment, a high-pitched squeal emitted from the changing room and the door was flung open, revealing a very happy Granger.
"This is IT!" she declared.
This time, she was wearing a short sliver dress with slightly capped sleeves. It had a plunging neckline which showed off quite an amount of cleavage. The dress reached only to her mid-thigh when she put it on. She looked more closely and saw that on the many sequins that were sown onto the dress, there was a single diamond embedded in the sequin, adding to the angelic glow of the dress. There was a thin line of diamond on the dress, at the hip level, that separated the dress into two sections. The top was a little tight and hugged her figure perfectly accentuating her curves. The bottom was a little wavy, swinging along with her hips when she walked. This dress hugged her figure perfectly, showing off her long legs too. It was right in the middle of "sweet" and "sexy". It was the perfect dress.
"Perfect!" agreed Hermione, turning Granger around to examine the dress even more closely. Granger went back into the changing room and changed out of the dress.
She paid for the dress and headed out of the shop with a satisfied smile.
"You'll need shoes to go with that dress." said Hermione, looking into a shoe boutique.
"Come on, lets go." she said, pulling Granger into the boutique.
Granger picked out a pair of ,shiny sliver and a little glowing white, stilettos that were about four inch high. Contended with her choice, she paid for it and headed out of the shop.
"Its getting late, we better head off to find the guys, then we can go to Ritz." said Hermione.
"Yeah, lets go."
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