Quick update, well for me anyway. It surprises me that for someone so unsociable, a lot of things happen to me. I might not be able to update for a while as my Mum's having an operation to remove a tumor in her neck on Monday, and I'm a lazy person on top of all that.

TheWrongAlice3, Guest, Agent Get Amy And Ian Together, MattsMarshMello, guest, 16craftytigers, I hope you like this, and Harsh reviewer, read my bio, you inspired the rant in the middle, but I also did laugh so much after reading it, I really do thank you for your contribution.

Now before ado is any more furthered...

Gathering all her knowledge of attracting the opposite sex, Hermione straightened up, smoothed down her hair and, with the sexiest, most sultry walk she could attempt, with the most smoothness the renowned bookworm could possibly muster, she approached the one and only, the well known ferret extraordinaire, Draco Malfoy.

Whilst the distance between them shrank, Hermione's nerves did the opposite, the pregnant air of nervousness felt like it was trying to suffocate her, but of course, it bothered only her, and it was just worried paranoia telling her that everyone could tell exactly what she was trying to do.

Suddenly, her anxious stream of thought hit a mental brick wall as it was interrupted by the soft voice of her intended target.

"Granger?" inquired the seemingly baffled Draco Malfoy, the sound accompanied by the single raised eyebrow on his porcelain tinted visage. Unsure how to respond, Hermione threw herself into a hopefully cool persona, regretting ever approaching him already. Giving it her best shot, she quirked her lips into a playful smirk, replying,

"Malfoy," determined to see this through as the courageous Gryffindor she desperately hoped she was.

It seemed look was on her side, as he didn't seem annoyed by her presence, nor did he appear to seep the hatred of her that he did when they were 14, instead, he looked, at most, just confused, which was supported by his next question.

"What are you doing here? Didn't think that this was your kind of thing, but then again, I didn't think Smith was your thing either," he spoke with a smirk, his eyes taking in her new look as she replied,
"Well, people change, situations change, you know I have changed since Hogwarts," she said with just about as much confidence as she had, at least when it came to social situations. He gave a knowing smirk before replying,
"Ah, I heard Weaslebee ditched you for that airhead Lavender, is this your way to get over him?" Hermione scoffed in response,
"No, truth be told I was only with him because everyone said we should be, and I'm now enjoying free womanhood."
"Riiight," he said, obviously not really believing her," so this isn't a plot to show Weasley what he missed, shame really, because I never miss a chance to make the witless orangutang squirm."
"Is that so," Hermione mused, "because."
She didn't get to finish her sentence as at just that moment Ronald strutted into the club with Lavender clinging onto his arm. Ron caught sight of Hermione and as it became obvious he was going to head straight for Hermione, Draco whispered into her ear,
"Like I said, I can never miss a chance to make Weaslebee squirm," before grabbing her suddenly, shocking everyone who saw, however, that was no where near as shocking as what Draco did next. He pushed his lips down on Hermiones, and they full on snogged. The most flabbergasting part of the whole ordeal, though it was only known to the partakers in the kiss itself, was the fact that they both enjoyed it.

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