Hermione

Early the next morning I tore through Draco's belongings. Slacks, jeans, and boxers alike went soaring through the tent. Finally I found his button ups. I fell in love with two out of thousands and picked one for Ginny and the other for myself. The one I picked for her was a nice cerulean color. She would borrow one of my camisoles and Pansy would find the jeans and the shoes. The other button down I found was for me. It was a silk emerald piece from Chez Marie, with enchanting silver buttons. I tied the shirt to expose my core and pulled a pair of shorts over my bum. I made sure Malfoy was asleep before I changed. I woke him up moments later with a foot to his side.

"Today is phase one of operation free bird!" I whisper-squealed. "I can't wait! Get up!" I insisted. He looked me over.

"Is it my birthday?" He asked slowly. When I crossed my arms over my chest he grinned, "yup...totally my birthday."

"Get up!"

"Is Pansy up?" He asked automatically. I glared at him.

"Of course she isn't, now put the dumb dragon away and get dressed!" I insisted. He grudgingly obliged me.

"So why are we playing Cupid again?" He asked sleepily. He accio'd breakfast for the two of us, "you're going to eat before you go out of a full day of love making. Make it easy and do as I ask." With a grand show of distress I dropped to my knees and took a bite of toast.

"Can we go now?" I asked once I'd swallowed. He took his time buttering a piece of toast.

"No. Eat your toast and an apple then I'll unseal the door." Grudgingly I slapped on a layer of jam and shoved half of the slice in my mouth. He popped my hand as if I were a child.

"Manners," he demanded. I sipped my tea slowly, before biting into my apple. Despite my best efforts the juice dribbled down my chin causing Draco to hand me a napkin.

I watched as he took delicate bites of his sliced Apple. He didn't even clink his China when he sat the tea cup on the saucer. I made an effort to imitate him, cutting my apple into slices just like his. He didn't make conversation, but I noted a very sly smirk at my imitating him.

"I'm just preparing," I said after a sip of tea, "when Pansy and Ron tie the knot I'll be invited to all kinds of rich people events." He looked wholly uncomfortable at the mention of that, "so I should know how to act as a representation of Mudbloods everywhere."

"These will be pure blood function Hermione. You will never fit in. You will drag the Parkinson's, The Weasley's, and the Malfoy's name through the mud if you were attached to their guest list. If Ronald falls in love with Pansy he'll never be able to see you in wizarding public again. He'll be attached to our kind then and our kind don't associate with the likes of you."

"I'm done eating. Undo the charm," he refused.

"I want to prepare you. I want you to know what you may be sacrificing for one girls happiness." He insisted. I shrugged as if losing Ron was no big deal. I'd rather him happy even if -in the end- he left me. He deserved it and frankly so did she.

"It isn't one girl," I said finally. "It's for both of them." When he quirked an eyebrow I elaborated, "I'm not doing it for just Pansy or for just Ron. I'm doing it for the sake of love. We'll figure out the details later." He smirked behind his tea.

"If you say so. Well... Let's go make some love."

Draco and I were hiding in a bush. Let me tell you that having my knees crushed to his chest was the least comfortable thing in the world. When we scouted out this spot last night it hadn't been nearly so small, but that happened when you stuffed half Giants into small places. His legs were spread open, leaving a small sitting space for me. I refused to lean against his chest so that's how my knees ended up pressed against his abs. Pansy had been first to rise so she found the artistically placed breakfasts first. Next to emerge was Ron. She'd woken him quite easily it seemed. I usually went through hell getting him up. He sat beside her and with manners I've never seen before, poured them both a cup of tea. He let her have first pick of the pastries and all seemed to be going well. I dragged myself out of the bush.

"They're good," I whispered. My lips brushed against his ear. Being overheard could undo our plans. He nodded and followed me out. We barely caught Ginny sneaking out of the hot spring. Draco caught her around the waist and carried a half naked Ginny to a deserted part of the woods. She didn't stop kicking and scratching until I stood in front of her and told her to calm down.

"Why would you kidnap me while I was half naked?" She grouched, bouncing slightly as he walked.

I hummed happily instead of answering. My smile was big. She grunted when Draco dropped her, watching me warily.

I offered her the silk shirt, giving her a chance to put it on willingly.

"I want to play dress up," I told her simply.

"Then why is Malfoy here?" She asked.

With thoughts of escaping the ferret, I yanked on the bond. He was yanked behind me. She accepted that answer.

"And you borderline assaulted me because of what?"

"I knew you wouldn't come quietly," I shrugged. She sighed but pulled the blouse over her head. The sky blue shirt made her light eyes pop.

"Is this Malfoy's?" She asked incredulously. I shrugged and handed her the jeans.

"I was digging through his things and thought that it would look nice on you." I knelt beside her and began twisting the layered fiery locks this way and that to make it look last minute. Finally I pulled it up into a textured pony.

"Malfoy?" I asked. He gave her a once over before reaching over to tug out a few strands. It was obvious that she was repulsed by his touch, but he appeared to be unphased.

"Perfect," she looked tempted to smack him, but didn't.

"Since when does his opinion matter?" She snorted bitterly. I shrugged noncommittally.

"It's always good to have a guys input." When she was perfect we exacted stage two of Cupids Attack. I pressed her pressure point and she went out like a sack of potatoes. He heaved her over his shoulder going along with my insane plan without a word. Pansy was leaning against Ron in laughter when we passed by them. We crept silently by and deposited Ginny perfectly. She lay in a break in the trees, with sunlight streaming down on her. Her face serene and beautiful. We waited a bit off for Blaise's bond to alert him of her whereabouts. He found her easily. For a moment he was stunned, his dark eyes shimmered as he beheld her.

A pale silver snake wrapped along my leg causing me to jump terrified into Draco's chest. Reflexively he wrapped his arms around me.

"It's only a garden snake, don't worry."

"Get it off," I whimpered. He pulled it off with a crooked grin.

"See? Harmless." He dangled it in front of me before setting it free. We missed some of the show because of the bloody snake, but we tuned back in to see Blaise holding her bridal style beneath the sun beam. She woke in his arms, still groggy from being knocked out. Their conversation was too soft to be heard, but we took it as a good sign when he carried her back to camp. We raced back to Pansy and Ron clearing them out of the area easily. Harry and Luna were no where to be found, probably off scouting nargles or something. We ran off, giggling and whispering as we did.

I'm stumped on saving the Weasleys so I'm updating this for now. Review and maybe check out Saving the Weasleys. Much love. Toodles.