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Hermione spun around to face her dance partner not at all surprised to see who it was. Her breathe caught in her chest as she took in his appearance. His platinum blonde hair wasn't slicked back in its normal nasty way instead it lay messily on his head, strands hanging over his eyes. As she studied his hair she got caught up in his eyes their crystal clear ice grey depths staring right back at her. She pulled her gaze away from his intense stare and settled it on his clothes. He was wearing a black muscle tee which showed of his perfect arm muscles and a pair of baggy jeans.

'He looks hot. Whoa back up did I just say that Draco Malfoy the "Ferret" was hot? I must have rattled my brains dancing. Oh my god I danced with him! Hermione stifled a wave of panic. 'Well he is a pretty damn good dancer' Hermione's new reckless side put in and seeing as she was here why stir up trouble? One thing was bothering her though…

Malfoy was still watching Hermione deep in his own thoughts. 'Why the hell did I dance with Granger? She's a filthy little mudblood for crissake what was I thinking? I was thinking she looked awesome' He answered his own question as his memory flicked back to when he had first arrived. He had apparated beneath the bottom set of stairs and heard the pulsing music as it filled his mind. Swaggering out to the dance floor he had noticed that several guys and a lot of angry girls were all staring at this one girl out on the dance floor.

His heart had skipped a beat when he had seen her. The lights played across her face and reflected off the gold above her eyes, she looked ethereal dancing there. The people around her were watching her great dancing as they moved to the beat but she didn't seem to notice. 'She is amazing.' Draco had thought to himself as he started moving towards her. Only when had gotten closer had he recognized just who it was he was so enthralled with. 'Holy crap! It's Granger!'

It was only then that he had processed how much she had changed. Her annoyingly frizzy hair was lying straight, sleek and smooth down her back, Her body was well he didn't know how anyone could look that good, and she moved with an air of confidence he had never seen in her before. 'So this is what she's like without Potty and Weasel around eh?' he had thought as he watched her dance. Before Draco had entirely processed what he was doing he found himself behind her, and then dancing with her. His hands on her petite waist, they had moved in perfect rhythm with one another.

And now she was staring at him with the same curiosity reflected in her features that he felt at his own actions. 'Well here it comes now, the twenty questions.' Draco braced himself for the interrogation that he knew was coming. But quite surprisingly she only had one question for him and it wasn't the one he had expected

"Why are you here in a muggle club Malfoy?" Hermione tilted her head flirtatiously (although she had no idea she was being flirty) her curiosity was killing her. Already she could hear the slow song fading into something faster and her body was itching to pick up the beat again.

Malfoy, a little surprised by the calm way she had asked as apposed to her normal way of yelling or being completely cold towards him, took a second to answer. "Well for you information Granger, I snuck out and I happened to have stumbled upon this club earlier this summer-"

"Okay whatever," Hemione felt the beat pulse through her veins again and moved towards an open spot on the floor so she could start dancing. The bass to inviting to deny by listening to long-winded explanations.

Malfoy, a little miffed that she hadn't let him finish talking, stared after her. He felt incredibly unsettled that miss know-it-all Granger didn't want a full explanation of why he was there, or dancing with her, or even why he had snuck out. It was definitely not the Granger he was used to. But he liked it.

He watched her dance and wanted to be right there with her again despite the fact that she was the oh so annoying third member of that damned golden trio. She was forbidden to him and what Draco Malfoy Couldn't have, he wanted all the more intensely. 'Are you insane what if Lucius finds out? He won't find out. He's off in hiding somewhere and besides here I'm like everyone else. No one will know we're supposed to hate each other.' He settled at that and started dancing with her again and surprisingly she didn't push him away.

Hermione, entirely aware this time of who was dancing with her did nothing to stop him. Sure if Harry and Ron were there they would be absolutely disgusted with what she was doing. 'But Harry and Ron aren't here are they?' A devilish smirk slid across her face as she snaked her arms around Malfoy's neck. God she loved letting go every now and then, and it had been a long time since she had let her responsibilities slide, making the need for rebellion even greater.

Malfoy however was caught up entirely in her sweet vanilla smell, warm and inviting. I can NOT be attracted to Mudblood Granger! He scolded himself. But you are. A bit startled at this response he tried to convince himself that it wasn't true, only to find that he was drawn to her. A lot.

They danced nonstop for another hour or so still completely in tune with one another. Neither had noticed but a crowd had gathered around them to see the spectacle, whispers passed through the crowd and thoughts like "They must be dating I mean they look so into each other and completely comfortable with one another." And "They must dance together a lot.", became the popular belief of their spectators.

The beat changed and the couple transitioned flawlessly into it, only strengthening the whispered rumors surrounding them. Both of them were glistening with sweat now and Hermione could feel herself getting tired. When the next song began to lace in with the old one she pulled herself away, already missing the sense of perfect harmony she had felt while dancing with Malfoy. "I have to rest." She whispered breathing heavily.

Malfoy who had stopped dancing as soon as she pulled away, nodded. He could use some rest too. Suddenly both of them were very aware of the large crowd gathered around them, watching to see what they did next. Draco, feeling rather awkward under the eyes of so many people looked to Hermione to see how she was reacting. He was very surprised to find her staring calmly right back at their onlookers, confidence almost radiating from her infectiously. This was VERY unlike the Granger he knew.

Hermione was starting to get fed up with all the people around them staring wide-eyed at them. 'What haven't they ever seen two people dance before! Not like that they haven't' her reckless side piped up again and she felt another mischievous smirk crawl onto her face. She loved being who she was right now, carefree and confident. Without a second thought, or even a first for that matter, she grabbed a very startled Draco's hand and dragged him up the three flights of stairs that led to the clubs roof.

Feeling a rush of cool air engulf her as she pushed open the heavy metal door to the outside, Hermione immediately felt pacified and at ease. The stars stretched out in front of them endlessly, their vast expanse awe-inspiring. Hermione, feeling quite contented with her chosen resting spot, plopped down on the roof leaning against the guard rail.

Draco on the other hand remained standing. He was yet again shaken by Hermione's behavior, this time not only because it was unlike the mudblood he was so accustomed to but because it was unlike any behavior he had seen in any girl. This person sitting in front of him was so confident, so beautiful and so … so magnetic.

She had taken over back there, she had led him away. Draco wasn't used to not being in control when it came to women. They were always fawning over him and he was leading the way. This lack of dominance was new to him and he wasn't sure how he felt about it, but he suspected … he actually liked it.

Finally exhausted mentally and physically Draco seated himself next to Granger. For several long minutes they sat in an uncomfortable silence, well uncomfortable for Draco anyway, Hermione seemed perfectly at ease with the quiet, still night. A question festered in Draco's mind, demanding to be voiced but he fought it fearing he would lose this new Hermione and she would somehow revert back into mudblood Granger, know-it-all extraordinaire.

It could not be held in check for long though and as soon as he relaxed a little it fell from his mouth in all its glory. "Granger what in the bloody hell has gotten into you?"

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