Author's Note: I do not own any characters or the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, that belongs to the lovely J.K. Rowling.

Thank you to sassanech, ZoeyOlivia, and Geekydork for your lovely reviews. You don't even know how much your support means to me.

I apologize for the long wait. I have been so busy recently that on my time off I'm half alive and have no energy to write. I want to give my all to this story and grow as a writer, but I can't do it if I'm writing while I'm basically in a sleep/food coma.

Anyway, today I was off and well-rested so I decided to sit down and write. I'm trying to write a few chapters ahead so that way I can post more often without leaving you hanging constantly!

I hope you enjoy this chapter. Hermione goes clubbing. Hermione is slightly OOC at least from what most people portray her as. I feel like Hermione is deep down, fundamentally a good girl, but enjoys having a bad side like clubbing and flirting and wearing sexy clothing. That's the powerful and brilliant Hermione I love and I hope you do too.

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Chapter 6: Boys, Boys, Boys

The lights were pulsing with the music all around her as she swayed to the music. Despite only wearing a black body suit that looked like a skin tight tank top and some high waisted jean shorts, she was sweating from all of the dancing she was doing. She felt so alive here, she could forget all of her troubles with the pulsing music, beautiful men, and never ending stream of drinks from those beautiful men. Everyone always assumed the bright witch loved to blow off steam in the library, but music? Music is what brought Hermione to life.

As the song started to end and the DJ transitioned into another song, Hermione broke from the crowd to quench her thirst. On her way to the bar, a man caught her eye and smiled at her. He piqued her interest, he was tall with bright blue eyes, raven black hair, muscles that were well defined under his shirt, and a smile that could melt her. Hermione knew nothing would come of it, but she'd have her fun and so would he.

Hermione walked up to him and stood on her tiptoes, holding on to his arms for support and said into his ear, "My name is Hermione. What's yours?"

She felt his hand hold onto the small of her back, "My name is Daniel. And you are divine."

Hermione slowly lowered herself back down and smiled brightly at him. Before she could thank him, he had pulled her closer to his body and leaned down to kiss her. Hermione returned the kiss with fervor, wanting to forget Ronald, her week, and the impending partnership she had with a certain ferret.

Daniel was a good kisser, Daniel made her forget, and Daniel bought her drinks and danced the night away with her. Daniel was what she needed tonight. She knew she could never be with the man more than one night. He would never understand her world and that was okay.

It was 2:00am when Hermione looked at Daniel and asked to go to his place. Normally she would never have been so bold with a man, but she wasn't herself anymore. Or what everyone else deemed Hermione Granger was. Daniel looked pleased with where the night was going and kissed her leading her out of the club and away from the pulsing music.

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Blaise waited nervously by the fire in his living room. Theo wasn't late, no if anything, Blaise was early. Almost 30 minutes early. He had tried on 15 different outfits, finally settling on the outfit he had worn the first day that Theo had entered his shop and their encounters had begun. As he pondered if Theo would notice, the fire roared to life and the brunette man stepped through. Blaise was still lost in thought and did not notice the man standing before hims so Theo took him in while he had a moment.

Blaise was always a gorgeous man, his dark skin had crinkles around his mouth and eyes, no doubt from Hermione Granger and the joy she gave him. He was lean and muscular and his eyes always shone when he looked at Theo. He was wearing the outfit he had worn the first day Theo had started visiting him - a slate grey button up that he had rolled up just above his elbows, with black skinny slacks that formed around the muscles of his legs, and black leather shoes. He was the epitome of perfect in Theo's eyes.

As Theo finished his admiration of the man, Blaise finally emerged from his thoughts and blushed as he realized that Theo had been staring at him.

"I'm sorry were you here for long?"

Theo smoothed out the violet dress shirt Blaise had picked out for him, "Uhh not really no. You look incredible. Is that the outfit you were the first day I came to your shop?"

Blaise's blush got even deeper, "Yeah, yes it is. I didn't think you'd notice. That's been, what? 3 months?"

Theo smiled as his eyes appeared to go into a far off place, "I don't think I'll ever forget that day or how you looked. That's the day I really began living my life."

Blaise felt as if he was about to burst and Theo cleared his throat, "Sorry! Shall we?" He held out his arm for Blaise to take. Blaise grabbed onto him and they stepped through the fireplace to begin their date.

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Hermione woke with a start. Oh bloody hell my head hurts. Where the fuck am I? Oh yes, Daniel's apartment. Why does he have no curtains in here? What time is it? Hermione looked at the alarm clock next to the man's bed, 7:00AM, it read in large green numbers.

Ugh I need to leave, where is my shit? Hermione began collecting her things and getting dressed, being careful not to make too much noise so the man in the bed wouldn't wake. It's not that she didn't like the young man, but he would never understand her life. And she really didn't want him to. She wanted to forget, to let go. She didn't need things with strings or attachments, she already had that and look how that turned out.

Making sure she had every thing, Hermione walked out of the apartment and raised her wand to apparate home. She felt the familiar tug on her stomach and then lurched in circles until she landed in her bedroom. Oh fuck that was a bad idea. I'm gonna throw up. Hermione ran to her bathroom and began throwing up what little amount was in her stomach.

"Mione, you have a visitor." Harry was at her bedroom door knocking softly, probably still tip-toeing around after making Malfoy her partner.

Hermione swung the door open, still wearing her clothes and makeup from the night before. She probably looked awful, but she could care less. "Who the hell is visiting at this hour?"

Harry looked bewildered at her state, "Uh well it's Blaise. I can ask him to come back? He just made it seem really urgent."

Hermione groaned, Blaise had his date last night, if it's urgent did it not go well? "I'm coming."

Hermione closed her door and made her way down the stairs and into her kitchen. Blaise was sitting at the breakfast nook with a latte and muffin in hand. Good man. The date must've gone well, he looks positively beaming.

"Good morning," he smiled brightly at his best friend. She looked like a beautiful mess, but a mess nonetheless. Her hair was frizzy and tangled and her makeup was a little smeared, but other than that she looked beautiful. Her clubbing clothes fit her body well and her makeup made her eyes pop even more if that was humanly possible.

Hermione grumbled at him as she took the coffee and muffin from him, "Why are you here so bloody early?"

Blaise laughed, "Oh 'Mione. We both know you've been up for a little while. Have a good night I presume?"

Hermione smiled cheekily at him, "Oh you have no idea. Tell me about your night first."

Blaise recounted the evening to her, how Theo had remembered the outfit, how he took him to an elegant restaurant in France, then took him to Paris to look at the Eiffel Tower, and then they went back to his place and stayed up all night talking.

Hermione was positively beaming, "WELL! Did he kiss you?"

Blaise blushed, "Yes, more than once. And this morning before he left, he asked if we could make things official. He asked me to be his boyfriend 'Mione."

Hermione couldn't stand it any longer, "Blaise Thomas Zabini! Please tell me you said yes!"

Blaise smiled, "Of course 'Mione. I'm no fool. That man is the love of my life."

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Author's Note: Please let me know what you think of this Hermione. I have been having some ideas for other stories recently so I might start another fic as well, but this one will be my first priority. I hope you like the way the story is progressing. As always I appreciate your love and constructive criticism!

Also I have posted this chapter on September 1, 2017. The same day that is depicted in the last HP movie when every one is sending their kiddos off to Hogwarts. This was one of the reasons I got off my butt and started writing. I hated the way they portrayed each actor - Draco looked so gross and Hermione looked ancient. Also Ron was fat? I have a very different image in my head of everyone (yes even Ron) and that's why I got inspired to write more again. What did you think of the depiction of the characters in the last HP movie?