Disclaimer: Okay, so the still sick girl does not own Harry Potter. Her tissues are gone, and the doctor gave her some nasal spray that she really hates, but she is glad that she doesn't have to take nyquil any more, because she won't pass out on the computer. Besides, she thinks that nyquil tastes kinda like licorice, which she really hates. Yummy, eww. Oh, and vitamin water. The yummy stuff. :D
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This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looked so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles
How many days in a year
She woke up with hope but she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making her promises, never for real
As long as she stands there waiting
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes
How many days disappear
When you look in the mirror so how do you choose
Your clothes never wear as well the next day
Your hair never falls in quite the same way
But you never seem to run out of things to say...
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"Okay, you're trying to tell me that you three actually listen to Muggle music?" Hermione asked, one eyebrow raised. She was, of course, very skeptical about this.
"Why not?" Draco asked with a shrug. "You should know by now that we don't hate all things muggle."
"Well I suppose, but I- Who's your favorite band?" She asked, a smile spreading over her face.
"I like anything," Draco laughed. "But I guess all that rap stuff is my favorite."
Hermione made a face at that, then turned to Blaise. "Well what about you?"
"I like country," He grinned. "It's soothing."
Hermione nodded, looking excited. "It is," She agreed, then looked at Theo. "And you?"
He shrugged. "I like basically anything, like Draco, but my favorites are bands like Green Day, or stuff like Metallica."
Hermione nearly fainted. "You like Metallica?" She asked, and he chuckled.
"Yes, I do believe that's what I just said," He replied. She rolled her eyes.
"Bite me, Theo," She said.
He reached out to grab her arm, smirking. "Gladly."
She let out a surprised yell, and jumped back, laughing. "I didn't mean that literally!" She exclaimed, and Draco laughed.
"I dunno Granger, it definitely seemed like you wanted him to bite you," He said.
Hermione shook her head, and pushed him lightly. He pushed her back, nearly sending her off the bed, and Blaise held back a laugh.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at Draco.
"I think that means war, mate," Theo said to Draco, noticing the look on her face.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Granger couldn't hurt me if she trie-GAH!" His sentence was cut off by Hermione moving forward, pushing as hard as she could against his chest, sending him flying off the bed. However, he grabbed both her wrists, and she fell off with him, landing beside him.
"That wasn't a good idea, Granger," Draco hissed, and for a moment she thought he was seriously angry, before he smirked in a playful way, then rolled her onto her stomach, pinning her arms behind her back.
"Let me go, Malfoy!" She exclaimed, wriggling around.
"Oh, so it's Malfoy now? No Draco?" He asked, glancing at Theo and Blaise, who were just laughing.
"Yes, it's Malfoy, now let me go!" Her command was marred a bit by the fact that she was laughing as well.
"No, Hermione, I don't think I will," He replied, then simply sat on her back.
She gasped, immediately trying to squirm away again. "Dear Merlin, Malfoy, you're bloody heavy! Get off me, you cow!" She exclaimed, which sent both the boys on the bed into another fit of laughter.
Draco just looked offended. "Well we can't all be little midget twigs like yourself, Granger," He replied, crossing his arms.
"I am not a midget, and I am not a twig," She replied haughtily. "Now remove yourself from my back."
"Yes, Draco, please do," Came a new voice as Theo's door opened. Mrs. Nott walked in, looking more than a bit amused. "I've got some shopping to do with the girl, remember?"
Draco sighed, his fun having been ruined, and stood up, then pulled Hermione to her feet. She just grinned, and pushed him again. His knees hit the back of the bed, and he fell onto it. "Now now, Granger, not while the others are here," He joked, and she rolled her eyes.
"Have fun shopping, Mione," Theo said with a bit of a smirk, glancing at his mother. "We'll see you in about a week."
"A week?!" She exclaimed, looking confused, and a bit worried.
"Oh don't worry dear, they like to exaggerate my love for shopping," Mrs. Nott laughed lightly. "Now come along, we've got to go to the spa, the hair dresser, the nail salon, the-" She began listing other things off as she headed for the door, and Hermione looked at the three boys, horrified.
Theo just stood up, and pushed her forward. "Don't worry, she'll bring you back alive," He said with a grin.
"The three of you are coming with, actually," Mrs. Nott said, looking at them.
"What?! Why?!" Draco exclaimed, looking at her like she was mental.
"Well you're only going to to in the first store with us. I'm holding a party, a masquerade, and I need to get you outfits for the dinner that will be following it. The four of you need dress clothes."
Hermione groaned inwardly. That meant a dress, most likely.
"And yes, Hermione, a dress for you," Mrs. Nott said, as if she was reading her mind. "Now, come along. Boys, you know where to apparate to, correct? Theo, take Hermione if you would. I'll be along after you in about half an hour."
Theo nodded, and grabbed Hermione's arm, then disappeared with another pop. She looked around, finding herself in a muggle shopping center, much to her surprise. "Come on," Theo said, once Blaise and Draco had arrived. He pulled her into a formal wear store, where they immediately began looking around for their dress clothes.
Hermione only searched halfheartedly, and the dresses she came up with were long, with high necklines, showing little skin.
"You know my mum will never agree to those," Theo said when he saw her looking at a few more. "They have to be much shorter, with a lower neckline."
"Well I don't want to-"
"Show off your body, we know," Draco said, rolling his eyes. "You never were much one for hot clothes. However, his mum is. So you're going to have to be her little barbie."
"How do you even know what a barbie is, Malfoy?" Hermione asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Pansy used to play with them," He smirked. "Now, you might want to find one before she gets here."
Hermione sighed, then went to put the dresses back, but she was interrupted by a loud screech. "Hermione, dear, what on earth are you holding?!" Mrs. Nott exclaimed. She grabbed the dresses from Hermione, then put them on the nearest rack, shaking her head. "Darling, you have a lovely body, don't hide behind so much fabric. Come along, I'll show you how to dress," She said. Hermione followed her, a light blush in her cheeks.
The first dress Mrs. Nott picked out was dark green, with thin spaghetti straps to hold it up in place. It was short, reaching only mid thigh, and flowing.
"Go on dear, put it on, I'll get your audience," She said, pushing Hermione towards the dressing room as she called over the three boys.
Hermione reluctantly obeyed, hurriedly changing into it. She looked at herself in the mirror, and her first thought was to add a shawl, as well as a pair of tights or leggings underneath it. It clung to her body in all the right places, and gave her a curvy look that she usually didn't see.
"Hurry up dear, we want to see," Mrs. Nott's voice called from outside the door. She sighed, and prepared herself for the worse, then pulled the door open, stepping out tentatively.
The first reaction she got was a collective gasp. Mrs. Nott looked slightly smug, with an 'I told you so' expression. Draco and Blaise were just staring at her, and Theo was sitting there with his mouth open, and eyes wide.
"Absolutely not," He suddenly said.
"Horrifying," Draco added.
"We can't let her out like that!" Blaise exclaimed. Hermione crossed her arms, and looked at Mrs. Nott.
"Oh, you three, stop it," Mrs. Nott rolled her eyes. "Elaborate on your answers."
"Well.."Theo began carefully. "If we let her into a party looking like that, she's going to be on her feet all night dancing with all the poor guys at the party that'll never get a chance with her."
Hermione blushed lightly, and Mrs. Nott laughed.
"It's not that bad," Hermione said, and Draco smirked.
"Well we're all just now learning that you actually have a body, Granger, give us a few moments to ogle you, then we'll be used to it."
She immediately moved towards the dressing room again, but Mrs. Nott grabbed her arm.
"We're getting the dress, then," She said.
Blaise chuckled. "Better be prepared, Granger," He said. She looked slightly confused, but nodded.
Mrs. Nott seemed satisfied with that, and let her go. She went into the dressing room again, quickly changing into her other clothes, then came back out, putting the dress back on it's hanger. "Time to go?"
"Oh, no dear," Mrs. Nott laughed. "We've got much more to do."
Hermione sighed, and nodded. The three boys paid for their clothes and quickly left, while Hermione and Mrs. Nott continued shopping.
The trip lasted eight hours altogether. Eight devastatingly long, torturous hours.
(A/N- So I got it updated in one day. That's pretty good, right? Alrighty then, try to review, I'm gonna go get me some ice cream before I start on the next chapter. It should be done within the next few hours, so yay! If any of you have any song suggestions, feel free to tell me. I usually just put up the lyrics of a song I heard, or the song I'm listening to when I start the chapter. :D I hope you liked the Hermione/Draco interaction in this. They're going to basically be like brother and sister, so don't worry about a romance there.
Let me know what you think!
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