A/N: Chapter 2 is here minions! Thanks SO MUCH for the reviews and to all the people who added this to their favourites and alerted it! Illies ;)
I was planning to upload this on Thursday but, y'know, I didn't... And I couldn't do it on on Friday, because I slept at HPJellicleCat's house, which was AWESOME! We watched The Orphan :D ANYWAY, without her tellong me to upload, it probably wouldn't be up today, so this uneventful chapter is dedicated to her :)
Hey, remember my FANTABULOUS-TURNED-HORRIBLE news in the last chapter? WELL IT STILL APPLIES! J.K. Rowling hasn't sold me Harry Potter, yet…. (YES, I CHECKED EBAY! NOTHING! DX)
A/N 2: ZOMFG! I typed in "minion" in Microsoft, and then used the Thesaurus, and GOFER came up! ISN'T THAT A FREAKIN FLUFFY LITTLE ANIMAL THINGGEEE?
Jo Jo: No, Emma. No it isn't. THAT type of gopher is spelt with a "PH" not an "F".
WTF? When did you start talking Jo Jo? O_o
Okaaaay…. My imaginary snake has a lot of explaining to do… Why don't you start reading now... X.X
Chapter 2:
Moonlight was streaming through the windows in my room at the Zabini Manor. It gave everything an eerie glow. I watched him cross the room, his shadow dancing on the walls as he walked, no, sauntered, over to me. He sank down onto his knees next to my bed, which I was currently lying in, so that our eyes were level with each others. He was so close. I could feel his breath tickling my nose. I couldn't move away. I was stuck here as he moved closer, until our lips were only a centimeter away. He paused. Why did he pause?
"Hermione…." he whispered, before his lips came crashing down on mine. The kiss was amazing. It was passionate and slow. It knocked the air out of my lungs. His tongue traced my lower lip, and I opened my mouth a fra-
I was pulled roughly out of my dream by someone sitting on my stomach, pulling my hair. So that was why I couldn't breathe. I opened my eyes a fraction to see who had woke me up.
"Good 'Mione, your awake. Do you wanna come to Diagon Alley with me and mummy?" Cari asked sweetly, letting go of my hair and sliding off me and onto the floor. I wanted so badly to be angry with her for waking me up, but looking into her warm hazel eyes, I couldn't help but smile.
"Sure I do Cay. Give me a minute to get dressed so I can go downstairs to eat breakfast, and then we can go."
Cari clapped her hands together and squealed, bouncing out of my room to give me some privacy. With a groan, I rubbed my eyes and assessed my room. It was decorated in splashes of magenta, fuchsia and bubblegum pink, resembling Hogwarts on Valentine's Day. Sunlight was pouring through the windows on either side of my bed, keeping me warm as I climbed out of bed.
My mind automatically went back to my dream. Yet another dream about him. That evil little cockroach. The first dream I had about him shook me up quite a bit when I woke, but as they got more and more frequent, I got used to them and even started enjoying them, but only a teeny tiny bit. No one knew about them. I couldn't tell anyone, for fear of someone saying "Well maybe you're starting to like him, Mia." No. I was not, under any circumstances, starting to like him. I trudged to my bathroom, turning the water on and stripping from my pajamas in record timing. The hot water and steam got my muscles moving again, and woke me up a bit. I wouldn't be fully awake and ready to face the day until I had coffee in my system.
When I got out and dried off, I walked over to my wardrobe and started picking my clothes for the day. This always put me in a good mood. Clothes were one of my secret loves, second only to reading.
I decided on one of my favorite sundresses. It was white, with shades of blue mixed into it wantonly. It had a nice black belt around the waist, accentuating my figure, and stopped a few inches above my knees. I wasn't one for bragging, but I had to admit, it looked great on me. Picking out a pair of baby blue ballet flats that shimmered in the sunlight, I made my way to the mirror. In the corner was a large drawer, where I kept all my hair and make-up. Picking up my hair-brush, I brushed the few knots out of my almost completely dry hair, until it was soft and wavy, with random curling strands near the bottom. My hair was a dark chestnut brown, with natural blond highlights. When I was little, it was very curly, almost bushy, but my mum knew all the tricks to tame it. As I grew, the curls turned into waves that cascaded down my back, ending neatly under my ribcage.
For make-up I liked to keep things mostly natural. Bit of mascara here, and some lip-gloss there, and I was pretty good for the day. Giving myself the once over in the mirror I decided that I looked 'hot enough to burn the sun' as Ginny would put it, and headed out of my room and to the dining room for breakfast.
I sat down at the table and took a sip of the apple juice that Blaise had poured for me a second before.
"Morning Blaizikinns." I chirped, grinning at him. He rolled his eyes but smiled none the less.
"Good morning Mia. Oh, Drake should be here in about 10 minutes, just so you know." He threw in casually, but I saw him move the fork next to my plate a bit further away from me.
Urgh. That's right, a whole summer with Malfoy… How could I forget?
I grabbed the piece of toast on my plate in a quite unlady-like fashion and practically shoving it down my throat so fast that I had to completely finish my glass of juice to stop choking. Blaise thumped my on the back a few seconds after I had recovered.
"Thanks for the help." I said sarcastically, fixing a frosty glare on him. He grinned, all worry that I might've died a few seconds before, gone.
"Don't mention it." He said with a wink. I stuck my tongue out at him, which was probably very disgusting considering what had just taken place in there.
"Well that's just lovely, dear." Blaise said in a posh voice, sticking his nose in the air like all the snobby purebloods did at our parent's dinner parties.
"Quite lovely." I spoke in the same posh voice, though ruined it by nicking a strawberry from his plate.
"Hey!"
I laughed at him and bit into the strawberries sweet, fruity goodness. Marie walked into the room then.
"Ready to go?" she asked, wiping away strawberry juice from my chin. I blushed and nodded, swallowing the remainders of the fruit and hugging Blaise lightly.
"See you Zabini."
"BYYYYEE MIA!" he screamed back, waving his arms like a retarded chicken while I laughed at him. Marie took my arm when we reached the apparition point. Any Zabini could apparate in or out of their home, except for those that were too young. I however, couldn't.
"Where's Cari?" I asked when I noticed that the little girl wasn't with us.
"Isabella Nott just flooed over with Amy asking if we could look after her today while her and Cari played. That's what Christopher and Blaise will be doing while we shop." She said with a sly grin. I chuckled. Oh yes, Marie was definitely a Slytherin when she went to Hogwarts.
"Well then, I suppose we should go. Especially before," I made a slight coughing noise, "Draco gets here."
"Ah, yes, you heard… Well… Um yes, let's go." Was she (quite awkwardly) contributed before she apparated to Diagon Alley.
Shopping with Marie was easy. It was like having my mum and my best friend there at once. At first, I thought that thinking of Marie like a mum/bestie was creepy, but she really was like a 2nd mother I could tell anything to. She also knew EXACTLY what I liked, and what suited me. Walking intoone shop,we found 23 different tops, pants and dresses, and left with at least 11 of them.
After 3 hours of non-stop shopping, we sat down at a little ice cream parlour. Marie was rummaging through one of her bags frantically.
"What's wrong?" I asked, licking my double fudge chocolate with sprinkled hazelnut ice cream.
"I left my purple dress at La Jolie Dame. I'll be back in a sec." She said, rising from our booth in and walking briskly out of the parlour.
I was still licking my ice cream when Marie slid in the booth across from me.
"Did you fi- Pansy?" the person sitting in front of me was NOT Marie. It was Pansy; my secret best friend. Well, one of them. You see, at Hogwarts, Slytherins and Gryffindors are not meant to fraternize. So all my Slytherin friends, such as Blaise, Pansy, Theodore, and Daphne, are all secret friends. No one knows about how close we are except for Harry, Ron, Ginny, Malfoy, and I wouldn't be shocked if Dumbledore knew as well.
"Hey there 'Mione." She said with a grin. I grinned back and attempted to hug her from across the table.
"What are you doing here?" I asked when we pulled away.
"Shopping, duh. Obviously, so are you." She said eyeing my many bags. I blushed and only just realised that she was also sporting just as many. "I heard your staying at Blaises. Isn't Drake staying there as well?"
"Urgh. Yes. I thought it was just me and Blaise, but he sprung the awful news on me last night." I made a face. "How am I going to handle him? I mean, we are OBVIOUSLY going to be thrown together because of Blaise. I will have absolutely NOTHING to do when they're off doing whatever they do!" I complained and Pansy smirked.
"Why don't I sleep over?" she said, "You know, like we used to. We would prank them at night and they would attempt, though epically fail, to prank us back."
"Yeah! I'll ask Marie."
"What are you asking me?" I heard Marie behind me and turned to see her standing there with all her bags and her gorgeous purple dress.
"Can Pansy sleep over?" I asked, only a hint of begging in my voice.
"Sure. Blaise will have Draco, and you will have Pansy. Just for tonight or for longer, though?" she replied. Pansy answered for me.
"For the week. If that's okay..."
"Of course it is! Are you girls ready to go back then?" We nodded. "Right. Let me shrink your things and then we'll leave."
So after much shrinking and failed attempts at shoving everything in our pockets, we grabbed onto Marie's arms and apparated back to la casa Zabini's.
Retuning to Zabini Manor, the first thing we did was (politely) ask the houselves to take our things to our rooms.
Pansy would be staying in my room. It was tradition that we had started when we were young, and continued to do. Draco stayed in Blaises room, Pansy stayed in mine.
Walking up the stairs and chatting to Pansy along the way, I bumped into someone. Strong arms quickly grasped my waist, making sure I didn't fall down the stairs, something that would be quite painful on this particular marble staircase.
"Than- Malfoy?"
"Hey Granger."
Oh, crap.
It's much shorter (and more boring :P) I know :( I APOLOGIZE!
But the next chapter will be pranks and a lot more Draco-ey goodness ;)
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