First I would like to say; I spend almost every second of my life working on this story, trying to make it as good as I can for my readers. That was my first short chapter, so why are people acting so ungrateful? It had to be on its own; otherwise it lost its effectiveness. I obviously thought of all these factors, so please before you criticise the length, think about what you're putting. I was also meant to put up chapter 11 with it, but like a fool I forgot.
I still haven't got internet at my new house, so I apologise for the wait between updates.
Hermione smiled when she saw Neville sat next to her seat when she walked into the potions classroom.
"Hey Neville" Hermione greeted warmly, as she began to prepare for the lesson.
"Oh hi Mione" Neville replied, equally as happy. "How're you today?"
"I'm great! How about you? Get your homework out Neville" she giggled as she laid hers on the table.
Cheeks ablaze, Neville chuckled nervously as he pulled his essay from his bag.
"I forgot about that... but I'm good. Did Dean tell you about Harry trying to come to Ron's rescue yesterday while you were asleep?" he asked. As Hermione raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spread across Neville's chubby features. "He basically demanded that he wake you up, but Dean wouldn't allow it. I've never seen him look so scary before. Seamus said he's only seen him like that once before, when Lucius Malfoy threatened his mother because she's muggle... anyway, Harry just sort of grunted and walked away, it was awesome" Neville winked. Hermione let out a girly chuckled as Professor Slughorn walked into the room.
"Good morning everyone, today we will be learning about Amortentia! Now, would anyone like to begin with telling me what Amortentia is and what its properties are?" before the Professor even had a chance to finish, Hermione's arm had bolted into the air, an expression of utter determination on her face. "Of course Miss Granger, would you care to explain?" he urged, knowing the class would be smothered by the accurate information within seconds.
"Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It causes a powerful infatuation or obsession in the drinker. It can be spotted quite easily, as it has a distinctive mother of pearl sheen, and steam rises from it in characteristic spirals.
The aroma is different for everyone who smells it, reminding them of the things they find most attractive, even if the person themselves didn't acknowledge their fondness for the object of their affection. For example I smell..." Hermione explained as she stepped towards the cauldron at the front of the room. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply. "Freshly cut grass... New parchment... toothpaste and a mixture of..." taking another deep breath, Hermione smiled shyly. "Jasmine, musk and peppermint" she finished, looking up at the beaming professor.
"Excellent Miss Granger! Would you care to explain its effects for us?" he pressed on.
"The effects are instantaneous, making the person appear pale and sickly. They will become obsessed with the object of their affections, speaking of them as though 'hit by a ray of purest sunshine'. They will become excited or dangerously unstable towards others" Hermione finished, taking a seat back next to Neville.
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"The lioness just described you" Blaise muttered, staring ahead as Hermione finished her explanation.
"What?" Draco asked, drawing his attention away from her.
Turning his gaze towards his friend momentarily, Blaise growled low enough so that only Draco could hear it. "I said- the lioness just described you. Well, she described your aftershave" Blaise explained, lip curled up in a sly smirk. "If I'm thinking right, which I know I am seeing as I'm never wrong, Miss Granger's got a little crush" he whispered.
At this statement Draco's eyebrows hit his hairline. Ripping the corner from his parchment, he wrote a note to Hermione and tapped it with his wand.
"You're ill tonight, I'm studying with her alone" Draco commanded. Blaise laughed softly.
"Whatever you say your highness" he mocked.
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'Don't reply to this Princess. Blaise doesn't feel well, so it's just me and you studying tonight, hope that's okay.
You just described my favourite smell, cute x'
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"You have peacocks in your gardens?" Hermione exclaimed, staring at the platinum boy in disbelief. They were both huddled close together on the window seat in the library as the rain outside had caused the castles temperatures to drop drastically. They were both wrapped in their thickest cloaks, which didn't seem to be making much difference.
"Fathers idea, nasty creatures, they always used to bite me. When I got my wand, they were the first things I used it on" he giggled, wiggling his eyebrows playfully at her.
"You're so mean!" Hermione laughed, punching him jokingly in his shoulder. "I used to have a pet hedgehog in my garden" she informed him.
"A hedgehog?"
"Yeh, I used to roll him around the garden, I'd put on my dad's welding gloves so it couldn't hurt me. It was so small and playful, I'd love something like that again" she sighed, looking at her hands.
"What happened to it?" Draco asked.
"My neighbour's dog ate it. Died when it tried to throw it up, it always was stupid" she recalled.
Draco shrivelled up his nose and let out a noise of disgust.
"So have you started looking for a costume yet?" Hermione questioned, looking happily at him. She was so excited for the ball, she'd never been to a fancy dress party before, and so she planned on giving it her all.
"No... I have no idea where to look" Draco shrugged. He was just excited, but more at the idea of having Hermione as his date.
"Well Professor McGonagall has set it so on the fifth everyone can go into Hogsmeade and get outfits. One second" Hermione muttered, standing from the seat and walking over to the book shelves.
Going straight for the Muggle studies section, she began to search the 'C' section. Tapping her finger over each book, she came to a stop when she read the title 'Cleopatra- The Great Pharaoh of Egypt. Opening it, she found almost every other page to be filled with pictures, including images of Mark Anthony. Smiling to herself, she skipped back to the seat, leaning into him with the book. Opening to a section devoted to Mark Anthony, she put it between them.
"This," she said, pointing to the muscular man, "is Mark Anthony. This book is filled with pictures of him; just take it into one of the shops in Hogsmeade. That's what I and Ginny are doing. We're having ours made as soon as she decides what she wants to go as..." Hermione moaned.
Unfortunately, Draco was paying very little attention to the book or what Hermione had to say, as he was too busy trying to figure out her scent. Leaning closer to her, he caught the aroma of Cherry and cinnamon and... What was the other smell? He racked his head, trying to figure out what it was, when she bent forward to grab her bag, sending the contents rolling across the floor.
"Shit." She muttered, getting down on her knees she began to collect it all up, Draco quickly by her side helping. Picking up a lip gloss, he saw that it was cherry flavoured. He picked up her diary, a hair brush, a union jack purse, and vanilla and cinnamon scented perfume. Vanilla! He practically screamed in his head, she smells like vanilla...
"Sorry about that" she quickly apologised, once everything was back in her bag. "The top looks like the bottom and the bottom looks like the top... I need a new bag" she huffed, throwing herself back onto the seat. Laughing, Draco re-seated himself.
"Buy one then?"
"Unlike you Mr Malfoy, some of us are not rolling in spare money. Plus I'm trying to save up for Christmas, I hardly get any money as it is so a bag is the last thing on my mind at the moment" She explained, grinning at him.
"I've got an idea" He beamed, grabbing her arm and pulling her upright, stuffing the Cleopatra book into his bag, and retrieving Hermione's satchel from the floor.
"What are you doing?" Hermione questioned, as he began to drag her towards the door.
"I, Miss Granger, am going to get you a bag!" He boasted, pulling her in the direction of the D.A.D.A room.
"Umm, Malfoy where are we going..." Hermione asked nervously.
"Back to second names now are we? I'm not going to kill you don't worry. Like I said, I'm going to get you a bag." He explained.
"Okay, Draco. Where are you possibly going to get me a bag from? And didn't you just hear me when I said I have no money to buy one with?"
"Which is why I said I am going to get you the bag, there's a secret passageway near the dark arts room, leads you to Honeydukes cellar. How do you not know about that?" he questioned, looking at the seemingly nervous girl walking timidly behind him.
"No I didn't... You can't buy me a bag! Plus, all of the shops in Hogsmeade will be closed now" she replied, hoping he would give up.
"We're not shopping there. I'll apparate us to London" Draco stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I can't apparate! Not to mention, I can't break this amount of rules!" she hissed, looking around to make sure no one was around to witness this absurd act.
"Hermione, it isn't even past curfew yet for prefects, so technically we're only breaking one rule... Just trust me please? Live a little and stop worrying about the consequences, rules are there to be broken. Life's to boring otherwise" he answered, coming to a stop at the one eyed witch statue. Tapping the witches hump with his wand, he muttered 'Dissendium'.
Hermione watched as the statue moved aside, revealing a dark and cold passage.
"Draco... I don't know about this" she muttered, the dark was definitely not doing anything to sway her fears. Feeling a hand grip hers, Hermione let out a shaky breath, as Draco rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand.
"You've fought a troll, been petrified trying to work out what that basilisk was, and fought with Death Eaters without dying, need I go on? You don't need to be afraid, I don't think there's much out there that could get the upper hand on you" Draco whispered into her ear as the portrait closed behind them. Jumping slightly at the sudden inability to see, Hermione gripped Draco's hand with a deathly strength. "Lumos" he spoke clearly, pointing his wand out in front of them.
"Yano... I really hate your dad" Hermione said, looking up at Draco for his reaction.
"Feelings mutual princess, but what makes you tell me now?" Draco questioned, meeting her eye.
"Because the last time we sneaked out, Sirius was killed by your father. Harry pretends it doesn't bother him anymore, but I know it does... I just can't help but wonder what it would be like if he was still here" Hermione sadly told him.
"I know Potter would never understand this if I told him, so I hope you will. I hate my father's actions Hermione, if I could swap my life for everyone's that he's destroyed then I'd do it in the blink of an eye. He's cruel and heartless; I mean he beat my mother for years when he apparently 'loved' her. He's a sick and twisted man, and I'm sure if you were to cut open his chest you wouldn't find anything beating in there" Draco answered, looking away from Hermione.
"I never knew you thought like that..." Hermione murmured.
"Not many people know about my large dislike towards him" he laughed. "You and Blaise are the only ones" winking he came to a holt at the end of the tunnel, putting out the light on his wand. "We can apparate from here" He informed her, putting an arm around her waist. "Have you ever apparated before?" He asked her, looking down at her petite form.
"Side along once... I don't like it" she blushed.
"Hold on tight and you'll be fine, okay, clear your mind" Draco instructed. Hermione closed her eyes as her insides were tugged violently and her head began to spin.
Knowing her feet were now safely on the floor, she began to sway from side to side. She really did prefer floo to this.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Draco whispered. The look on her face told him otherwise. Letting out a low chuckle, he removed his hand from her. "Come on" He said once her eyes were open again.
"Kay" She huffed, regaining her breath, the idea of having to do it again to get back knocked her sick.
"So, where do you want to go?" Draco asked, smiling down at her, dimples on show once again. Hermione smiled at the site.
"Well I've never really been shopping in London, I'm not very girly so I tend to just send my mum shopping for me" Hermione told him, face returning back to its flustered state.
"Oh so I get to pick?" Draco beamed, dragging her in the direction of a French boutique with a name so complicated even Hermione couldn't pronounce it.
They had apparated in front of a small bakery in the centre of the large shopping centre. It was a cold and windy night, so not many people were out. The large street lights lit up the fronts of many shops, all preparing to close for the night. Hermione smiled at an old couple sat on a bench, the man's arm was draped across the woman's shoulder, sheltering her from the cold as he watched her read.
"Cute aren't they?" Draco asked, looking towards the couple, a happy glint in his eye.
"Hmm" Hermione cooed. Turning her head as they walked into the shop, she admired the pattern engraved into the door. As the door opened, a small bell sounded, alerting the shop keeper that they had a customer. A short woman with long blonde hair, and large breasts came bouncing out of the staff room. She looked to be around 25 and grinned when she caught site of Draco.
"Ahh Mr Malfoy, always a pleasure to see you. How may I be helping you today?" she asked in a seductive tone, pushing her breasts out towards him. Draco shook his head and smiled at Hermione, snaking an arm around her waist.
"I'm looking for a bag for my very close friend" He replied. The assistant looked put out, lowering her chest before pointing over to the far corner of the shop.
"Over there." She answered bitterly, turning around with a huff.
"It's disgusting that I'm 16 and she's been trying it on with me since I was 13. Quite the pervert if you ask me" he laughed, as he walked towards the bags.
Immediately one caught Hermione's eye. It was a large satchel with a union jack printing on it, matching her purse. Before she had a chance to pick it up, Draco had it in his hand.
"This one. It matches your purse, it's big, and it's extremely elegant" He began, looking at the label he beamed up at her, "And it's got an undetectable extension charm in it, you'll have all the room you need".
Hermione took the bag from his hand, looking over it all. It was perfect, that is until she looked at the price tag.
"No way!" she shouted, putting it back on the shelf.
"What's wrong with it?" Draco asked confused, he had been sure she would have liked it.
"Don't get me wrong, I want it, more than anything. But at that price, no way" she finished, crossing her arms across her chest.
"It's not me paying, it's my father, hence why I buy ridiculous things I don't need" he grinned.
"Draco, if he finds out you bought it for me, he'll kill you!" Hermione whispered, fear spreading across her face. She didn't want his father to beat him to death... but she really did want this bag... Mentally stabbing herself for having such cruel thoughts, she looked at the bag on the side.
"Like I care? I'm buying it, so you can either have it or pick another one. I'm still getting this one though" He teased, winking at her as he walked towards the counter. "Excuse me?" he said trying to gain the shop assistants attention, who was clearly ignoring him. "Fine, I shall tell my mother to stop shopping here" he shouted angrily, turning away and beginning in the direction of the door.
"No! No! I'm sorry Mr Malfoy, I was just checking over something, I apologise sincerely" she stuttered, realising she was driving away the shops best customer.
"Charge it to my Mother's bill thankyou" He bitterly replied, taking the now packaged bag and leaving the shop, Hermione in tow.
"What. A. Cow" Draco snapped.
"Don't worry, not many people like me so I'm used to that sort of behaviour, it could have been a hell of a lot worse trust me" Hermione laughed, wrapping her arms around her body as the cold weather hit her.
"People like you Hermione, their just afraid of saying the wrong thing in front of you. Come on; let's get back to the castle. Here" He said, handing her the package, "I hope you like it. I remembered seeing your purse and they match" he smiled.
"I love it, thankyou so much!" Hermione exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his waist and pulling him into a tight embrace. Draco breathed deeply as his nose rested against her hair, arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders.
Hermione inhaled the comforting scent of jasmine musk and peppermint. It had a safe sense about it, making her not want to let go.
The two stayed that way for five minutes, before realising they had to get back to school, apparating to the passageway and running hand in hand through the dark and dreary tunnel.
Once back in the school, Hermione hugged Draco goodbye as she had to go in the other direction.
"Thankyou again Draco, I love it" she smiled, as she turned and ran.
Draco stood watching her retreating form. At this moment in time, nothing could bring him down, not even walking round the corner straight into Filch.
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Draco strolled through the Slytherin door forty five minutes later. Filch was not one to believe that he was just taking a leisurely stroll around the corridors because he couldn't sleep. Eventually he had tired of interrogating him and let him go back to his dorm. Whistling a happy tune to himself, he turned his attention to foreign sounds coming from the sitting area.
Lay on the couch was Daphne, an extremely turned on Theodore lay on top, slowly undressing her.
"For fucks sake, take it to one of your rooms, or the toilet at least! It's not even ten yet, there are still minors around" Draco blurted out, disgusted by the ongoing scene rolling out before his eyes.
Theo winked at his friend, while Daphne squealed and rolled him from the top of her.
"Sorry Draco..." she muttered, turning a bright crimson.
"Pushed me right on my boner Daph, if it's snapped your paying for a new one" Theo growled from the floor, where he was rubbing his damaged genitals and glaring at his girlfriend. "Draco, you little dick, I could have been cock in if you hadn't of interrupted" he hissed, staring up at Draco.
"Have some respect, if your gunna shag someone, do it in a bed, or somewhere you're not going to get caught! Makes it look like your desperate, not in love with your girlfriend" Draco spat, walking off towards his room.
"Draco has a point Teddy. I love you, but all this getting caught business is starting to grate at my last nerve. It's supposed to be 'making love' not just crude sex" Daphne murmured, kissing him on the head. "I'm going to bed, night" turning, she left him to his thoughts, which was never a good thing with Theodore Nott.
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"Where the hell did you get that bag from? That's amazing! And a real l'amour des plus purs du soleil! Seriously Hermione, I want I want I want!" Ginny yelled the next morning when she caught site of it as Hermione began to pile her day's things into the newly purchased bag.
"Just a friend" Hermione answered simply. It wasn't a lie; Draco was her friend, right? He had to be if he was buying her a bag like this...
"Which friend, I happen to know everyone of your friends who are wizards" Ginny smiled bitterly.
"That's not relevant" Hermione shrugged, putting the bag back onto her bed as she dried and styled her hair.
"When they paid 15,000 galleons for a bag, yeh, it's relevant!" Ginny cried, she wasn't going to be lied to, and she was definitely not going to stop until she found out how much this bag cost.
"Right, whatever, Draco bought it me. We went to London last night, it's no big deal Gin" she muttered, as she struggled with a knot.
Snatching the brush from her, Ginny began to brush the tangled mane, a look of utter bewilderment on her face. "NO BIG DEAL? Draco fucking Malfoy pays 15,000 galleons for a bag for you, and you expect me to think of that as no big deal? You've lost your marbles Mione. AND WHY THE HELL IS DRACO MALFOY BUYING YOU A BAG?" Ginny squealed. Hermione covered her ears with her hands quickly; banshee calls were not part of her morning ritual.
"He offered because my bag is basically crap. I thought he meant just a normal bag; we snuck to Honeydukes and he apparated us... Then we go into some really expensive looking shop and the assistant was all over him, so he told her he was buying a bag for me. He picked this because he knew it matched my purse, I never asked he just offered..." Hermione explained, flinching as Ginny tugged the brush through her hair.
"You study together a few times and he buys you a fucking thousand galleon bag. Introduce me please" she joked, finally finishing taming her long wavy hair. "I'm straightening your hair, you're going to look presentable to match your new bag" Ginny winked through the mirror.
"Oh so I don't look presentable as it is!" Hermione laughed.
"Hmm, you're naturally pretty, but it wouldn't hurt to dress it up every now and again. What are your plans for this weekend?" Ginny quizzed.
"Sleepover with Fay, she has something to tell me apparently. Plus I've not really seen her for a few months so it should be fun. What about you?" she smiled, watching Ginny move her wand over Hermione's hair, muttering as she went.
"Oh cool. Nothing, probably finish my homework, sit in the common room, go and watch Blaise... speaking of Blaise, did you talk to him?"
"He asked me in class the other day if I shared a room with you, so I said yeh and asked why, he just sort of changed the subject. You should speak to him, or come and study with us one night. The Slytherin's are nowhere near as bad as people seem to think." Hermione explained, watching as a small smile played across Ginny's lips.
"Did you get anymore letters? I never really asked after the whole under the table scene." She giggled.
"Yeh, there all on my table, read them whenever. Whoever it is is amazingly cute." Hermione began, as Omorfos flew through the open window, snapping at Amarto as she did. "Omorfos!" Hermione yelled at the jealous bird. "What is it with you two and being jealous..." she muttered, as she got up and rubbed Amarto's bleeding wing. Snatching the letter from the owl, she fed her a treat before shooing her out of the window.
"They make me laugh so much. You're like an animal attracter" Ginny chuckled, clutching her side. "Sit here and read while I finish your bloody hair".
Sitting in the seat as Ginny continued to brush and experiment, Hermione pealed back the envelope seal.
'Morning Hermy,
I hope you're okay and your weeks been good. I managed to find some chocolate, much to the disappointment of my dorm friend.
I was listening to some teachers talk last night, apparently their going to do something special outside for the Halloween party, but its suppose to be a surprise. They were discussing having a large dance floor charmed to keep everyone warm floating above the Black Lake. The floor will be clear so that it looks like your dancing on the water. I'm fascinated to see how they work it out. Dancing under the stars and moon sounds amazing though, it works out on an almost full moon, so it should look truly beautiful.
I can't wait to see you; hopefully I'll get to dance with you.
It's almost your birthday Hermione!
You best be excited.
I had a dream about you the other day, it's all I thought about for the entire day.
I was feeding Omorfos yesterday morning, and she obviously decided she didn't like what food I had, so she bit me! She's getting a bit crafty, it makes me laugh. She weed on my roommate in his sleep the other night, I nearly passed out from lack of oxygen!
Anyway, I guess I should get ready.
Enjoy your day.
X'
"Awrh!" Ginny squealed when Hermione had finished reading. She had obviously been reading it over her shoulder. "I like the idea for the dance, the Black Lake is really pretty. Finished" she smiled, looking over Hermione's appearance.
"Thanks Gin, I'm gunna go get something to eat so I can run to the library, see you tonight!" Hermione replied, taking her bag from her bed and exiting the room.
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"Meet me at one in the Room of Requirement, we can go down to the kitchens and get some food. Plus, I CANNOT WAIT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR SECRET ADMIRER!" Fay squealed when Hermione met her outside of the Great Hall the next day.
"Fay! Keep your voice down please. But okay, I need to get my stuff anyway" Hermione replied, hugging her friend before walking into the hall.
"Mione, over here!" Dean shouted when he saw her walking into the hall. Smiling when she noticed him, she brought herself to sit between him and Seamus.
"Hey Dean, hey Seamus" she grinned, piling her plate full of food.
"You 'aven't been in here fo' a while 'ermione! Was starting ta wonder if ye'd gotten allergic ta food!" Seamus joked, nudging her in the shoulder. Hermione giggled.
"I've been busy, but thanks for the concern Sea" she teased, taking a mouthful of food.
"What you doing this today then Mione?" Dean asked, biting into a piece of toast.
"Sleepover with Fay, staying in the Room of Requirement, what about you guys?"
"Gate crashing" Dean and Seamus winked together.
"They mean, do you mind if we come along for a bit?" Neville corrected, shaking his head at the two boys.
"Yeh uhh... that" Dean beamed. Hermione smiled widely at him. He was a very attractive boy, who had a sense of humour yet was very affectionate towards those he cared for. Up until fourth year, Hermione had had a crush on the tall boy, but when he had never shown any sign of returning the feelings she had given up. She had come to terms with the fact that he was more like a brother figure, he protected her, made her laugh and cheered her up, but when she thought logically he was more of the type of person she'd prefer to keep as one of her closest friends.
"Sure, but we need to do stuff first, so come after dinner?"
Both Dean and Seamus fist punched the air.
"Aye, I've go' some fire whiskey in me trunk, maybe it'll make a special appearance" Seamus teased, gaining a large grin from Dean.
"Fuck yeh!"
After twenty minutes of laughter filled conversation, Hermione stood up.
"Where you off Mi?" Dean asked, standing up with her.
"I need to go and get my things from my room then I need to get a book from the library."
"I'll come with" he replied, patting Seamus on the back and nodding at Neville.
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"Where too first me lady?" Dean asked when they'd excited the Great Hall doors. Hermione chuckled at his question.
"The library".
"Your wish is my command!" he exclaimed, bending down in front of Hermione. "Hop on" he winked. He and Hermione had been close since first year, and when Dean had had his growth spurt, he had always taken to piggy backing Hermione to her destinations. Even now they were almost seventeen; he still was obviously content in continuing with it. Jumping onto his back, she wrapped her legs around his middle section and draped her arms onto his shoulders. Taking hold of her thighs, Dean stood up to his full height, before taking off on a sprint.
Hermione's joy filled laughter could be heard throughout the castle, as Dean bucked and jumped around.
"D... ea...n!" Hermione squealed. "Li...b...rar...y!" she chuckled, pointing in the direction he needed to head in.
"sorry ma'am, never been to the library before!" he laughed, changing his direction.
Stopping in front of the door, Dean dropped to his knee's allowing Hermione to jump off.
Hermione mockingly bowed as he stood back upright.
"I'll wait here" he smiled, but Hermione was having none of it.
"It's a library, it isn't gunna bite you!" she exclaimed, taking hold of his hand and dragging him in.
Dean was a complicated boy. For years, he could tell that Hermione liked him, but he had never felt anything other than friendship towards her. Then when they had reached fourth year, his feelings towards her had began to bubble into something more, as soon as Hermione's feelings towards him had stopped. Neville had constantly told him to confront it, but he knew that if she no longer felt anything for him that she would become distant from him. And Merlin be damned, if he couldn't have her as his girl, he'd have the next best thing, she would be his best friend. And for Dean, that was the case. He didn't really talk to many other girls, Ginny was just a fling, an attempt to forget about Hermione, but that had never worked so he had constantly started arguments. Sometimes he spoke to Lavender and the Patil, but none of them compared to Hermione. None of them could understand his sarcasm, his jokes, his emotions or how he ticked. Hermione had that down to a tee. So too have her as his best friend? That was good enough for him.
"Dean?"
"Uhu?" Dean replied, snapping out of his thoughts.
"I said I'm done we can go to the common room now" she smiled.
"All aboard!" He shouted, causing the librarian to yell at him. "Fun sponge" Dean yelled once Hermione was on his back and they were running from the room.
"yo...u...'re... gunna g...et m...e in s...s...o muc...ch trouble!" Hermione guffawed, earning a chuckle from Dean.
"Sorry babycakes, s'just how a roll!" Dean joked, as he trotted up the moving staircase.
Hermione gripped tightly to his shoulders as it began to move.
"Oh fucking typical!" Dean huffed at the stairs. "Looks like we're going the long way round!" he bellowed, sprinting from the stairs, jumping the slight gap. Hermione yelped as she was suddenly forced into motion.
The long way round, turned out to be very long. The pair got lost in a secluded corridor at the far end of the castle, then went up the wrong staircase which led them to a dead end, then got stuck on the moving stair which tended to give up half way across. By the time they had reached the common room, they were both in stitches, with Dean crawling along the floor, Hermione sat on his back.
"Your destination madam" Dean giggled, flopping down outside of the fat lady, Hermione landing flat across him.
"I can't breathe Dean! I think I'm just gunna stay here and sleep" Hermione replied, closing her eyes.
"Is your stuff ready?"
"Um, yeh it's in my bag on my bed" Hermione lazily replied.
Dean began to sit up; Hermione now lay across his knee. "Well hello Miss Fat Lady! Fine day we are having aye?" Dean winked at the portrait who laughed.
"Yes Dean, what can I do for you." The Fat Lady asked, smiling kindly at the boisterous teenager in front of her.
"Could you please get Miss Ginny Weasley to bring Hermione's bag outside please, because I'm your favourite student?" Dean asked, fluttering his eyes playfully.
Laughing the Fat Lady nodded her head. "I'll see what I can do" she answered, before disappearing.
"God, I'm one charming son of a bitch" Dean boasted, flopping back down on the ground.
The Fat Lady had indeed gotten Ginny to bring Hermione's bag out, who had almost passed out from lack of air when she'd saw the pair sprawled on the floor. After reminding her to expect guests after dinner, Hermione had hugged both of her friends and made her way to the Room of Requirement, where she now sat.
Pulling out the letters she had placed neatly into her bag, she handed them over to Fay, who was lain on a bean bag on the floor. Hermione was on a seemingly gigantic bed, which looked as if it could fit the whole of Gryffindor in.
"Are these all of them?" Fay asked, looking at the moderately sized pile. Nodding, Hermione lay forward onto her stomach.
"I have no idea who it is though; they seem like my kind of person though so I'm desperate to find out" Hermione muttered, picking up a chocolate muffin and biting into it.
Fay's attention was far from Hermione's muttering, as her eyes scanned over each note.
"Hermione... these are amazing. Like seriously! What I wouldn't do to be in your position" Fay giggled, handing them back. "I didn't know what you wanted from the kitchens, so Dobby just gave me a bit of everything" She smiled, watching as Hermione devoured the muffin.
"Don't get me wrong, I love the admiration, but I really want to know who it is! She whined again, hoping this time she'd heard.
"In time Hermione, patience" she winked. "So, yeh my little thing" Fay began.
"Oh yeh! Explain".
"Well basically, I think I'm like in love or something? I just can't stop thinking about him, always wondering if he's okay, what he's doing, whether he's thinking about me or does he even know I exist! It's really beginning to mess with my head Herm's" Fay groaned.
"I might be of some help, if you tell me who it is?" Hermione excitedly asked.
Fay began to rub her hands together, feet twitching about underneath her. "Hmm, well... it's sort of... I think I'm in love with... Basically. HARRY POTTER!" she yelled, covering her face with her hands.
Hermione practically leapt from the bed and onto her friend, giggling as she did. "Fay that's so cute! Do you want me to say anything? I mean, Harry's so easy going, all you've gotta do is walk up to him and start talking. Well, you both know each other anyway, so it's not like that's going to be a problem. OH and in the holidays he asked why you weren't staying with me, so I said you needed to be at home, he seemed a bit disappointed... and this is just so great!" Hermione chuckled, hugging Fay.
"He really asked about me?"
"Yeh, and I know Harry like the back of my hand, he was a bit put out when I said you wouldn't be with us, and Harry doesn't get easily bothered, I think this could work. Just speak to him a bit more."
"But I just thought that erm, maybe he and Ginny were an item?" Fay asked, chuckling nervously.
"Oh Merlin no. It's like when I explained how everyone thinks me and Ron are made for each other, when really we couldn't be any more different, that's Harry and Ginny. We're all just close" she smiled. "Dean, Seamus and Neville are coming here after dinner, Seamus has fire whiskey. Tonight shall be fun" Hermione winked.
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"It's about time! We've been sat here for ages" Fay moaned when Neville, Dean and Seamus finally walked around the corridor.
"I went back fo' me fire whiskey" Seamus winked, pulling the large bottle from his robe pocket. "Strong stuff this be, few swigs gets me and Dean on ar' arses" at this, Dean turned around and wiggled his bum, making Hermione and Fay laugh.
"Oh shut up and come on, I really want to see how quick I can get on my arse" Hermione teased, closing her eyes and thinking about their previous room. When the door appeared, the five of them quickly rushed inside.
Fay stood by the door, eyes closed shut as she thought of what she'd like the room to do. Within a few seconds, it was a dark room, illuminated by the moon through a large wall size window at the back of the room, and muggle dance music Hermione had introduced her too began to play.
Straight away, the bottle was open and everyone was chugging away, dancing manically together.
Hermione and Fay were the first noticeable drunks, Fay holding onto Neville's back and grinding against him, whilst Hermione was using Dean to hold herself up, grinding her back up against his front. Seamus was next, dancing alone in the centre of the room. Every few minutes he would fall to the floor, pulling himself up muttering about how people needed to stop bumping into him while he did his 'moves'. Neville and Dean were the best at holding their alcohol, holding both girls up while they laughed and danced.
"D...eann. You're my best friend you know? I wuv you" Hermione muttered into Deans ear. She had turned around and now had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, legs dangling in the air. Dean let out a loud chuckle, resting his head against hers.
"You to Herms, love you too" he whispered back, earning a small chuckle from her lips. "and yah know what? We're definitely the best dancers here" he laughed.
Suddenly, Hermione's face snapped up, lips mere inches from Deans, as she began to lean closer and closer.
"Dean..." she whispered, her cold breath tickling Dean's lips.
"Yes?" He whispered back, eyes half closed from the proximity of their lips.
"I know what we should do..."
"What Hermione? Anything" He replied.
"SPIN THE BOTTLE!" she yelled, a wide grin spreading across her face.
Dean couldn't help but smile at the intoxicated girl's enthusiasm, he knew she was over him, so he couldn't expect anything more, yet a part of him still wished.
"Sure Herm's" he smiled, kissing the tip of her nose.
"Seeing as I'm the only sober person left, I'll spin. It lands on you, and then you either chose a truth or a dare. Simple enough?" he asked, earning three eager nods and a snore from Neville.
Spinning an empty bottle he found on the floor, everyone waited patiently, as it came to a stop at Seamus.
"Dare!" Seamus yelled, thrusting the empty bottle of fire whiskey into the air.
"GET YOUR ARSE OUT!" Fay yelled, chuckling at her own dare.
"Fuck yeh" Seamus cried, struggling to stand on his own two feet, he dropped his pants and tuck his bum straight out, receiving a playful slap from Hermione. "Now now little minx, don't mark me, am only sensitive" he joked, pulling his pants up and sitting back down with a thud, a proud grin on his face.
"Your arse is hairy as mate, proud to say I'm hair free. You have the arse worthy of a gorilla, and for that dear boy- I SALUTE YOU!" Dean yelled, saluting Seamus with a smirk on his face, Seamus' grin growing even prouder.
The bottle was spun three more times, landing twice on Fay, and once more on Seamus. Fay choosing both truths, admitting she'd rather have Seamus then Neville, and that she did masturbate. Seamus choosing a truth decided that he wouldn't be able to choose between Fay or Hermione, so he'd bang them both.
"Oh! Hermione it's you!" Fay squealed when the bottle stopped at a new destination. "Pick pick pick pick!"
"Dare" Hermione boasted, winking at Fay. Dean was the first to speak.
"Kiss me." Dean said, smiling. "You're allowed to kiss anyone, I mean we're nearly seventeen, and it's only a game, so kiss me."
Being one to always follow the rules, and being heavily under the influence, Hermione crawled forward, placing her hands gently onto Dean's shoulder and pushed him back into a lying position. "As you wish" Hermione purred, leaning over his body, lips inches from his.
Deans hands sneakily made their way to Hermione's bum, making her giggle, as she made the final move and connected their lips.
Finally, ten minutes later, both participants came up for breath, Hermione smiling proudly before making her way back to her place in the circle.
"My next dare is ta' kiss yah' las" Seamus laughed, looking over at the happy Dean. "Spin it mate" He demanded.
Retrieving the bottle from where Hermione had kicked it, Dean spun it with slight pressure, giving its spinning only a few seconds to stop. The moment it stopped on Dean, he decided on a dare, smiling mischievously at Hermione.
"KISS HER AGAIN!" Fay shouted and of course Dean did as he was instructed. Pouncing onto Hermione, she let out a girlish giggle as he winked at her.
"We meet again" he teased, before connecting his lips with hers, allowing her to take the lead, he gently followed her lips. As Hermione opened her mouth, he let his tongue in to dance with hers, alighting a moan from her.
Once more, this lasted ten minutes, by the end of which both Seamus and Fay had dragged Neville onto the bed and joined him, all lay across one another fast asleep.
"Sleep or carry on, your choice" Dean asked Hermione, who was still lay under him.
"SLEEP!" She exclaimed, a sweet smile on her face.
"Sure thing ma'am" Dean happily replied, picking her up and laying her by Fay.
"I love my best friend, he's so good to me" Hermione sleepily said, kissing Deans cheek.
"I love mine too" Dean replied, as she closed her eyes to sleep.
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Waking the next morning, Hermione found her head to be resting in the crook of Dean's neck, arms wrapped around Fay, Seamus lay under her back and legs resting over Neville's face. How they had all got so tangled up, and how she was going to get out without waking them was beyond her. Plus, her head was banging, and she had no idea what happened after the dancing.
"Hermione, I think I'm dead" Fay groaned from beside her.
"Me too, I can't feel my brain, and I have no idea what happened last night. And I think Neville just threw up on my leg!" she squealed, hanging her legs in the air.
"I think I might throw up" Fay moaned, rolling onto her side.
"o' my lord. What tha bloody 'el 'appened last night? A feel like I was 'it in the 'ed by a truck" Seamus huffed from underneath Hermione, rolling out from under her and over Neville, who did nothing but snore.
"I'm going back to sleep" Hermione grumbled, Fay and Seamus agreeing with her.
"Shut up" Dean growled, wrapping his arms around Hermione and pulling her closer. Obviously he wasn't a morning person. Hermione stared confusedly at Fay at the intimacy Dean was adding between them.
"FOOD TIME" Seamus shouted, putting a hand to his head at the intensity his own voice had on his head.
"Urgh, did you have to shout" Hermione growled as she lay on the floor.
"None of you can handle your alcohol, just saying..." Dean teased. He was sat on the bed eating from the basket of food Fay had brought up the day before.
"Fuck you" Fay and Seamus growled.
Neville was still incapacitated in a ball on the bed, snoring every so often to show he was still alive.
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"You okay Mione?" Ginny asked as she walked into the room, looking pale and sickly.
"Um, yeh. Hungover" Hermione replied, massaging her temples softly.
Winking at her friend, Ginny smiled brightly "Tell everything."
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