Author's note: In this chapter I use the lyrics of two songs, I do not own either of them I also don't own Harry Potter, or anything affiliated with it.

Also, in this chapter is the beginning of some smut (to be continued next chapter, I promise) if you do not like it, don't read it.

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As they stepped onto the stage there was a certain tension, a certain apprehension that even the crowd could feel. It was as if they were building up so something.

Draco went to the drum set and sat down. Blaise grabbed the microphone, "I'm going to sing one song that I'm dedicating to a very special lady."

Even though Blaise didn't look anywhere near her she knew he meant her.

She had a thought, but it wasn't hers. "Hermione, this one is for you." She glanced at Blaise and then at Draco, unconsciously she sent Draco a message. "He just said that this is for me."

Now Draco was downright annoyed. He couldn't wait for the song to start. He felt another thought come to his head, but it wasn't from Hermione. "Draco, you're the guy in the song,"

He was confused. What the hell was Blaise trying to tell him?

He only understood when Blaise started singing, his voice was low and husky and breathy. He sounded great; this really was a perfect song for his voice.

Blaise looked straight at Hermione when he sang.

Is it still me that makes you sweat?

Am I who you think about in bed?

When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress.

Hermione was playing the guitar and feeling very uncomfortable. She was pissed. Why was he doing this? With every line, he walked closer to her. When he said the word 'dress' she was standing flush against his chest. The rest of the band thought he was just performing, he was known for antics like that.

She could feel his heart beating in time with hers, see the sweat glistening on his neck, and feel his arousal against her stomach. He leaned in to her neck and the crowd was absolutely silent, they could feel something coming. They could almost see the tension between Hermione and Blaise.

Hermione needed to focus on guitar but it wasn't easy with Blaise's finely muscled chest hard against her own.

Blaise kept singing.

Think of what you did, and how I hope to God he was worth it.

When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin.

I've got more wit, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy you'll ever meet.

Sweetie, you had me.

Girl, I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat.

No, no, no. You know it will always just be me.

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.

So testosterone boys, and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close.

With that Blaise let go of the mike (which wasn't really needed, since he cast a non verbal spell to amplify his voice) and grabbed Hermione around the waist.

Draco was feeling sick to his stomach. Blaise was pushing it way too far. He drummed mindlessly, drowning out the lyrics. He saw Blaise devouring Hermione with his eyes, pretty much luring her. Blaise was going to make a move on her soon. He concentrated on the beat.

As soon as the song finished, they took a break. The audience didn't mind, they were feeling pretty tense themselves. Hermione didn't talk to anyone. Draco decided that it was time for him to sing the song that he wanted to sing.

He addressed the band. "OK. I'm going to sing a song now too." Smith raised his eyebrows at him.

They stepped back onto the stage and Draco didn't even bother grabbing a microphone, he performed a Sonorous charm on himself. He wanted both hands free for this song.

"Well, guys," He addressed the crowd. "I need to sing a song to a very, very special lady. Can you guys help me warm her up? I need you guys to scream!" The crowd screamed the loudest scream of the evening. Draco grinned at Blaise, who was shooting him dirty looks.

Hermione was curious, and very jealous too. She thought they'd had something going on. Well, Malfoy was a heartless bastard.

Draco continued hyping up the crowd. "I bet you all want to know who she is, right?" the crowd roared. "People, this is for the drop-dead gorgeous Hermione Granger."

In her shock, Hermione was sure she'd heard the loudest roar she'd ever heard in her life. It made the earlier roars sound like mice.

Shit, she suddenly realised that she had no idea what song they were about to sing. She looked to Seamus for help, but he just winked at her. She looked at Zacharias but he just leered. As a last ditch attempt Hermione looked at Draco, who blew a kiss at her.

He grinned and said, "This is a Jet song. And, no, it isn't 'Cold Hard Bitch'" the crowd laughed. "This is 'Are You Gonna Be My Girl?' for Hermione Granger."

Zacharias started the song with the bass, and Blaise started drumming and Seamus put in the tambourine effect using his keyboard. Then Draco yelled, "Granger, I don't want you to play the guitar this song, we don't need it, and I want your hands free for me."

Hermione was 100 certain she saw some girls pass out. Hell, she was about to pass out herself.

Her knees felt weak, and it only got worse as Draco started singing and walking towards her.

Draco started singing.

Let's go!

Well it's a one, two, three, take my hand and come with me,

Because you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine.

I said, you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine.

Draco reached her and grabbed her around the waist. "Oh, God," she whispered into his ear. "Draco, my knees are actually weak." He replied, "Baby, you haven't seen anything yet."

Four, five, six. Come on and get you kicks.

Now you don't need the money when you look like that, do you, honey?

Big black boots, long brown hair, she's so sweet with her 'get back' stare.

Well I could take you home with me, but you were with another man.

I know we ain't got much to say, before I let you get away.

Yeah. I said are you gonna be my girl?

Against his shoulder, Hermione nodded almost imperceptibly. Draco's heart pretty much leapt for joy. He loved the way he was making her feel. She was actually hanging on him because her knees were weak. He was making her knees weak and he wouldn't ever let her forget it.

He loved the feel of her against him; he was going to get Zabini back, big-time. He continued singing. He could feel Zabini glaring daggers at his back; he knew Zabini wanted her too. But she was Draco's and nothing was going to change that.

Be my girl, yeah, be my girl.

I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Draco pulled back with the end of the song. He looked to the crowd. "What do you guys think?" They cheered. Some people even took up a chant. "SAY YES! SAY YES! SAY YES!"

Hermione grinned. She nodded mutely and Draco bent down and kissed her on the lips. Hermione kissed him back with all the emotion she had inside her. His hands rested innocently at her hips, while her hands tangled in his hair.

They broke the kiss because they heard a rather loud "ahem, ahem" from Seamus.

Draco grabbed Hermione's wrist and said into the mike, "Granger, here, and I need to go do something. All the guys here can sing just fine," he saw Pansy and thrust a song and it's lyrics at her, he pushed her onto the stage.

He pulled Hermione onto the couch backstage and he landed on top of her. He slid his hands up her bare legs and her hands went beneath his t-shirt to feel his muscles.

Hermione found herself getting wet between the legs. She also felt Draco getting harder and harder. Draco's hands slid under her short skirt and slid upwards. Hermione moaned into his mouth. Her hands went down to unbuckle his belt.

Author's note:

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