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Ok I just realized that I forgot to put disclaimers so here's one for all previous chapters and this one to yadda yadda lol
Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter
At 5 o'clock the next morning Hermione sprang up from her bed, stark white. Only one thought resounded in her mind. 'What in the bloody hell was I thinking!' A slight panic took over as she recalled the things she'd done and said the night before. 'You were thinking that you were actually having fun. For once.' This thought startled her, she certainly was not relaxed at the moment so why was the sense of recklessness she always felt when she loosened up, still with her.
Suddenly she smiled, 'Who the hell cares why!' wasn't this exactly what she had been wishing for? It was weak she noticed but that devil-may-care attitude which was so truly her was still there even in her panicked and stressed state and honestly she couldn't be happier.
Worries forgotten for the moment, Hermione smiled and lay back down on her soft, comfortable bed. For once she was going to have a good sleep, no nightmares, no unfinished chores, no stress. She closed her eyes, feeling sleep tickle around her eyes, having only gotten home an hour and a half ago Hermione couldn't be more exhausted. Finally sweet sleep took her by the hand and lead her into pleasant dreams.
Draco sat up in his large bay window, watching the sun slowly peek from behind the horizon line, troublesome thoughts keeping him from his much needed rest. 'What exactly happened tonight? Hermi-the mudblood, was so different tonight and-,' Draco swallowed at his next thought, afraid to accept it, 'and I was attracted to her. VERY attracted to her.' Draco thought as he remembered all the times that night he had found himself entranced by her stunning beauty.
'Just be grateful that Lucius isn't around to find out about this.' An involuntary shiver ran down his spine as he thought of what Lucius would do if he found out what Draco had done last night. If Lucius had his way this was probably the last sunrise Draco and Hermione would ever see.
Pushing the chilling thoughts to the back of his mind he comforted himself with the new memories he had of Granger. 'Funny how I think of her so differently now,' Draco caught himself thinking. No he couldn't let this happen. He couldn't be friends or anything more with Granger. One night could not change the thoughts his entire upbringing had been based on. Mudbloods were beneath him. But Hermione didn't feel like she was beneath him. In fact the way she acted tonight he could almost believe that her courage and comfort with herself put her above him.
Malfoy blinked wearily, his need for sleep was finally out weighing his thought-ridden mind. He stumbled over to his tall four poster bed wrapping himself up in his black silk sheets and green cotton comforter. 'God I hate that color.' Was his last thought before he drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
Hermione woke up slowly to the sound of her cell phone ringing. Grumbling she reached out of from beneath her warm velvet and cotton comforter to get her cell from her bedside table.
"'ello," Hermione answered sleepily.
"Mione!" Megan's high-pitched voice screamed shrilly in her ear, "we are going shopping today so get your arse out of bed already!"
Hermione's fogged mind cleared instantly cleared at the word shopping. "Really! What time are we going to meet?" Not even Hermione's bookworm façade couldn't resist a shopping expedition. After deciding that Megan would come pick 'Mione up in an hour they both hung up and Hermione immediately started getting ready for their 'girl's day out'.
Taking a quick shower she walked into her closet and grabbed a pair ok jeans and a "Junk Food" black Batman wife beater. Smudging smoky black eyeshadow and eyeliner around her honey brown eyes, she stood back and observed the person staring back at her in the mirror. They were exotic looking, not goth or punk just… exotic. Her now not-so-uncharacteristic smirk slid onto her face, she liked this look. For the finishing touch Hermione walked over to her dresser and looked at the contents of a large glass jar. Her lip gloss collection. Her mother had a long running joke where she'd call her lip gloss collection "Hermione's addiction" and jokingly tell her that she should join a program for it.
A warm smile lit up her face as she remembered those words. Spotting the gloss she wanted Hermione fished around in the glass to reach it. It was a slightly reddish color with orange flecks in it. A car horn blared in the background, startling her out of her reverie. Running down the stairs Hermione pushed open the front door of her parents two-story blue house and stepped into the welcoming sunlight of the new day.
By the time they had reached the mall Megan and Hermione had the music blaring in Megan's blue convertible Chrysler Sebring and were singing along. Megan came to a screeching halt in a parking space relatively close to the mall's entrance and Hermione threw herself out of the car happy to be on solid ground again. 'Sometimes Megan's driving is more of a thrill ride than a roller-coaster.' Hermione thought exasperated.
"Mione is something wrong?" Asked a totally clueless Megan.
"No nothing Megan." Hermione sighed. How could Megan not know that her driving was downright dangerous at best? "Let's get going!"
Draco woke up around noon mumbling under his breath about the lack of appropriate sleeping hours in a day. Pulling himself out of bed Draco made his way into his bathroom and took a long shower, relaxing as the hot water hit him. A frown marred his flawless face as he stepped back into his room in a pair of black baggy jeans.
His thoughts wouldn't settle which frustrated him and even more annoying, they were all thoughts of one Hermione Granger. The way she had looked the night before on the dance floor, when they were on the rook, and when they had fallen completely instep with one another on the dance floor, all these memories fluttered through his mind and it seemed that as he forced one to the back of his mind another image would distract him long enough for the other forgotten thoughts to slip back into his mind unnoticed.
'This isn't right! I am not supposed to be so hung up over a girl they are supposed to be thinking of me!' Was she thinking of him? That thought made his heart beat a little faster in anticipation, his mind longing to know the answer. 'What the hell I am acting like a love-sick fool and if that isn't bad enough it was over filthy mudblood Granger!' He scolded himself angrily. It must be because she was so …different. That's it she simply caught me off guard! But I will be ready the next time I see her.' Malfoy desperately reasoned with himself, what other solution was there? It wasn't plausible for a Malfoy to be attracted to anything beneath a pureblood.
Draco cringed at his thoughts. Even though his father was gone his teachings weren't . He could still hear his father's voice in his head drilling him on the proper things for him to do. He winced at the thought of the punishments he received if his father wasn't happy with his performance.
"You know you make some pretty weird faces when you think you're alone." A voice called from behind him.
Draco snapped his head back, body tense and alert, ready for anything but he relaxed instantly as his eyes rested on the person speaking to him.
"'ey Draco." Blaise Zambini said smiling smugly.
"Are trying to kill me! You scared me half to death!" Draco yelled his inner irritation at the lack of control he had over his thoughts being vented on Blaise.
"Well someone rolled off the wrong side of the bed this morning," Blaise chuckled, "Listen I just came to ask you if you wanted to go someplace tonight."
Hermione looked around the mall restlessly, she couldn't shake this absolute need to do something…rebellious. Megan walked beside her chatting happily, completely unaware of her friend's inner turmoil. Hermione had had this feeling all day, her reckless side urging her to do something new, something that would make people stop and stare. 'and is still morally decent' her know-it-all stressed side added in quietly.
Looking around for the cure to her latest desire a poster in a salon they were passing caught her eye. 'That is EXACTLY what I need!' She thought as a wicked grin covered her face. Stopping abruptly Hermione grabbed Megan's wrist and dragged her into the salon.
"Yeah sure Blaise I'll go I'm bored out of my bloody mind sitting around here anyway," Draco stated in an uninterested tone.
"Great! 'cus there's this muggle club I've been hearing about called…" Draco's heart beat doubled in speed as Blaise spoke.
Hermione walked out of the salon an hour later with Megan gushing over her new look.
"Oh my god 'Mione I wouldn't recognize you if I hadn't been there while you got it done. You look amazing!" She spoke excitedly, emphasizing the word amazing by throwing her hands up in the air.
Catching her reflection in a store 'Mione couldn't help but smile. 'It does look good doesn't it?'
"Oh yeah! I almost forgot! 'Mione, Aaron and I were going to the club again tonight and we were wondering if you wanna come too?" Megan looked at her hopefully.
Ok so here's the new chappie next one will be a bit later since i'm leaving for a vacation soon but i may be able to get it up before i leave. Tell me what you think good, bad, ideas all are accepted!