(Edited 13th August)
Hey guys! Well, aren't I doing well for writing, though admittedly, this chapter does kind of suck… badly ( : So basically I had some issues writing this I have been working on it for at least 3 weeks and I decided that I needed to write it no matter what, so for most of this, I had a rather bad headache, so sorry for it's non awesome state.
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Also Claire asked me to mention that she is on holiday from now till the 11th of August therefore don't expect an update for "way out of your league" for a while if your following that story, the only reason this chapter is up is because she gave me her password. Because of this, this chapter hasn't been beta-ed but I thought it was better to give you it now, then wait till the 11th August.
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Oh! And no filler, chapter would be 7 miles long, its 6 pages as it is! ;D
= What was up with them blowing up the burrow in HP6?! I have to admit, shamefully, I screamed when the Inferi grabbed Harry xD
In the Last Chapter:
Hermione jumped on his back. Draco tested her weight for a split second before starting at a sprint towards the castle. Running in the damp grass with Hermione on his back squealing, Draco was a lot more comfortable then he had ever been before. When they reached the steps, both were out of breath and Draco looked down on Hermione.
"Warm yet?" Draco panted. A playful smile appeared on Hermione's face.
"Oh yeah," she replied and they continued into the Entrance Hall together.
Chapter 13: The First Engagement Party
"Hermione," Draco shouted, "with the amount of time your taking you could make the dress! No one cares what you look like! We're going to be LATE!"
"You can bloody talk!" Hermione shouted back through the bathroom door, "Whose fault was it I wasn 't able to get in here till an hour ago? Merlin knows what you do in here! Building the shower?!" Draco sighed to himself, as long as she was around, he was never going to win. He heard the lock click.
"Finally! I was beginning to think we would make it till, Merlin-" Draco was cut short when he turned to see her come out riffling through her draws looking for something.
"Aha!" Hermione said triumphantly, "these are for you." She held up a box of cufflinks that matched her earrings.
"What?" she asked when she realised he was still looking at her, "Do you not like it? Because I can go and change, of course that means I will have to change my make up and everything and we will be even more late, though I guess it wouldn't matter too much, if we just sent a word ahead, you know what I'll go change." Hermione, realising she had been rambling, turned around to go back to the bathroom only to have her arm grabbed and herself pulled back around.
"Don't you even think about changing," he said softly, "you look great, better than great- amazing," he finished in a whisper. Then realising how much of a sap he sounded he tagged on the end, "To be honest, You scrub up good Granger." he finished grinning.
"Could say the same about you," Hermione grinned back. He offered her his arm, she took it and together they walked out of their room.
"So where is this party then? Do we actually know? Or are we expected to guess?" he asked.
"It's in the Great Hall," Hermione answered, "this should be good."
They walked in through the large doors as she had done 4 years ago with Victor Krum. As soon as they got inside they stopped fast.
"Woah," Draco said as he stood in awe. He looked around and was utterly confused. He leant down and murmered in Hermione's ear, "Do you have any idea as to why there are sunflowers everywhere?" He was completely awestruck by the scene that lay before him. Yellow seemed to enshroud every surface Draco knew was there, and stood suspended from the ceiling where the candles would normally float. Light was being provided by very large yellow floating orbs, which reminded Hermione of the radiant balls from the Deluminator Ron had been given from Dumbledore's will last year. Couples lined the Hall, and all seemed rather hesitant to be the first on the dance floor. Hermione glanced around recognising many people. Neville and Hannah were talking over by the buffet table stood next to Dean and Seamus, who's fiancé's, Padma and Susan, were gossiping a few metres away from them. Other couples from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor 6th year were in the room and Hermione spotted Mr and Mrs Weasley, talking, sat on a rather large table square in front of the dance floor, to Mr Lovegood, and Hermione made a mental note to ask him later if his house was back to it's original state. On all of the tables and pillars, red roses, yellow sunflowers and orange tulips gave the impression of everything being on fire, brighter than the sun on a summers day.
"Of course!" Hermione said to herself more than Draco, "Sun colours are lucky for weddings…"
"You what?" asked Draco completely confused, "Sun colours?"
"Yeah, when Luna and her Father came to Bill and Fleur's wedding last year, she arrived in bright yellow robes, saying sun colours bring good luck to weddings."
"Great," Draco replied. He glanced around, looking for some familiar company. "Look there's Blaise," he said gesturing to his left, "lets go talk to him and stop standing here staring looking like anti social retards."
He turned left and seemed to hit something solid.
"Oww!" he shouted, "what on earth?!" Draco looked at where he had collided with something solid, and he found himself staring back at him. "What, in the name of Merlin's saggy left Bol- oh. I suppose you think this is funny do you?" Draco said looking at Hermione's reflection which was doubled over with laughter, tears were threatening to pour down her perfectly made up face. Wow. She really is beautiful.
Hermione's hair was falling smoothly around her face where the shorter layers had fallen out of the twist she had put onto the back of her head. Her dress was a dark blue, that fitted her perfectly, the V neck was complemented with the squared off neck line and the hem of the skirt almost hit the floor. The material shimmered slightly when she moved, as did both her red lipstick and dark blue eyeliner. The colours complemented her skin tone so well. Damn, Weasley is bloody brilliant.
"Hey," Blaise whispered in Ginny's ear as he wrapped an arm around her waist from behind with a glass of Gillywater for her in the other hand, "Have I told you how gorgeous you look tonight?"
Ginny turned slightly and smiled into him. "Just a few times, but I don't get tired of hearing it."
"Well, you look gorgeous tonight," he said kissing her cheek.
"Thanks," she smiled, "You do as well, but you always look gorgeous, so it doesn't really count."
Ginny turned around to face him and he tenderly kissed her lips before saying, "This will be our party in a week or so." Then he went to pull away but Ginny, who wasn't a big fan of the pulling away, pulled him back towards her and murmured, "mmhmm," against his lips before returning to kissing him.
"Hey," Ron said to Luna as he hugged her from behind, "The place looks great! I never knew the Great Hall could look quite so summery in October, or anyone look so good in orange."
"I knew summer colours were good for weddings, oh look! Check out your sister and Blaise, they are so sweet together!" Luna replied in a fantastical way and completely out of the blue, or yellow.
"Where's my sister and Blaise?" Ron asked just as he caught sight of them just in front of him. "Ugh! Must they do that here? I mean honestly, it's a public place, should I go and break it up? I think I should go and break it up…" He carried on muttering to himself ignoring Luna starting to say something important, "Ron -" he stormed off in their direction and smashed straight into a mirror.
Luna sighed and rubbed Ron's forehead, "that's what I was going to say. Am I the only one who thinks to check for myself in front of my eyes before I go storming off in that direction. I do like the effect it gives though, its like there are no walls…" Luna stared dreamily into space, then managed to bring herself out of it. "Why don't you leave them be?"
"I don't know if I can though Luna, she's my little sister…"
"And you're my fiancé. Leave it," she said firmly, and infused this with a kiss on the lips.
"I suppose I could leave it…" Ron replied, kissing her again.
Harry and Pansy stood staring in opposite directions not looking at each other. Well trying to anyway, which was practically the same thing. The mirrors surrounding the room made it not only very disorientating to look around, but also very hard not to look at something, like Harry was trying to do to Pansy. They still had not made any progress towards making up, and also had no interest in making up. In fact, the only reason they had even attended together tonight, was because it was either come together or not at all, and Harry didn't want to see Hermione or Ron's faces if he didn't turn up.
"Are we going to act like we are getting along? Or just stand like this all evening?" Pansy asked impatiently.
"I vote the latter," Harry replied bitterly. It was the first time they had spoken since Dinner time where Harry had asked her to pass the salt.
"Fine, in which case, I'm going to get something to drink, can I get you anything Potter?"
"No, Parkinson," Harry replied. He knew it was rude, but he still didn't forgive her for messing up Hermione and Malfoy's relationship, I mean, sure he didn't like it, but Hermione did, and that's what counted right? And to make matters worse, she didn't even see a need to apologise.
Stupid pureblood, how is she the right person for me? She is a homewrecking.....she is just awful. She seems incapable of being nice. Harry went back to staring at the water falling smoothly from a fountain in the reflection of the far right mirror.
"Come on-" Draco said about half way into the night, after they had made small talk with the many couples who were there, including Ron and Luna, when Ron made an excuse whispering quietly so his fiancé wouldn't hear "I'm sorry about the mirrors and the sunflowers, I couldn't get her to stop…" "-lets dance." A slow song came on and couples flooded the dance floor. He took her hand and turned around to face her.
"Hang on," Hermione said concentrating on the opening bars, "this is a muggle song! By Adele, she is one of my favourite singers."
"Well, it's a good job I don't object to dancing then isn't it?" Draco smiled. He pulled her against him, making sure to keep eye contact. It was only now Hermione realised just how much taller he was then her as she had to look right up at him, even with lifts on.
"I never realised how much shorter than me you were Hermione," he laughed looking down at her. "You're making me feel like Hagrid… could you not have worn heels or something to make me feel less of a freak?"
Hermione looked down and muttered something along the lines of "I'm.."
"Oh! You are wearing lifts. This is slightly awkward. Merlin Hermione, why have I never realised you were this little?" he looked down on her.
"Because we have never been this close before, and talking." she said, blushing slightly.
"True," he answered as he spun them around, "do you not want to be this close? Because we could stop, but it means you wouldn't be able to dance to this song."
"No, no, That's not what I meant. I'm quite happy here. As long as people stop standing on my dress!" she finished in a slightly louder voice. "What?" she asked Draco innocently when he gave her a questionable look. "It's a nice dress, and it isn't mine, if I wreck it, Ginny would never forgive me, well she probably would, but I wouldn't forgive myself." Draco smiled as Hermione's ranting and the song finished. He walked them off the dance floor.
"Come on, lets go outside into the grounds, we can go and see if we can see the meteor shower that is supposed to happen." Draco smiled.
"I don't know if we will be able to see it, it's supposed to snow tonight, though they said it was yesterday, last week and the week before." Hermione grinned.
"Oh shush!" he said giving her a playful poke. "You coming?"
"Sure," Hermione said, "but let me just get my coat, its going to be cold,"
"Can't you just live in the moment? Come on… forget the coat, lets just go…" he smiled and offered her his hand.
"Okay," she said, surprising herself, "Lets do it. We've got to find the damned exit first."
"Not an issue, it's over there, I think. I know McGonagall made them put a sign up so people weren't confined here until someone found us all."
"Okay," Hermione said, " then lets go!" She grabbed the hem of her dress in one hand and Draco's hand in the other and followed him out. When stood outside Draco looked into the sky, it was very overcast, and the moon could only be seen as a slightly lighter smudge behind the clouds that covered the October sky.
"So much for seeing the stars," he sighed, disappointed.
"I told you," she smirked and shivered slightly.
"You alright?" Draco asked her concerned.
"I'm cold Draco, Just like I thought I would be. Just why I wanted to grab a coat." she said sardonically.
"Alright alright," Draco said, "the thing is," he put his arms around her, "you wouldn't have looked nearly as pretty as you do in that dress at the moment, if you were wearing a coat."
Hermione smiled and put her arms around his waist to get as much body heat as possible. "Is that so?" Hermione asked, "Because to be honest Draco I would much rather be warm and not look as pretty than be freezing my ass off stood out here, just so I can look pretty to a guy who I am already set to marry. And to top it off, these bloody killer heels are hurting my feet, and sinking into the grass."
Draco laughed quietly. Using his wand he conjured up a large blanket on the floor and sat down on it. Hermione joined him.
"Well that sorts out that problem, but what about the fact I'm getting pneumonia?" Without saying anything Draco just wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"Thank you," she said, "are you going to say anything?" she asked sitting back to look at him.
"No," he answered turning towards her grinning, "shut up Granger."
He smiled, lent into towards her and captured her mouth with his.
In the background a faint chiming could be heard erupting from the Great Hall as the clock stroke 12.
Dum Dum Duummmmm : )
Okay so I lied, I actually really love this chapter now I have added to it, and made it better, one of my favourites, but maybe that's because all but one of the couples kiss? Ahhh this was so good, Draco and Hermione… Mmm This is why I love Dramione fics… Not that I'm blowing my own horn or anything xD
So there you go. The song I was thinking of was "To make you feel my love ~ Adele"
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