Chapter 2 -=-=- The Bargain.
Hermione, as usual, was early when she got to the lake. She paced for a few moments before Draco arrived, wondering how to propose her plan to him. She was so deep in thought that she didn't notice when he arrived.
"Why, may I ask, are we out here again?" He asked lazily.
"How much do you want to rub in Rons face that you can get everything he cant?"
"Surprisingly, Granger, you read me like an open book. Smarter than you look. Why did you want to know."
"He broke my heart. I want revenge. You, I'm afraid are the only person who can help me, to the fullest extent, execute my plan. Will you help me, Draco?" she added sceptically.
"If I agree to your plan, whatever it may be, will Weasel-bee be outraged?"
"Quite so." Hermione looked at him, he looked happy with her answer so she continued. "Want to know the plan?" With a nod from him she continued. "I need to make him jealous, and I need him to realise what he lost, I need to go 'off the market' so to speak. Will you fake-date me, Draco?" She stared at his face, holding her breath.
"Hermione, just to be clear, I am doing this to see the looks on Pothead and Weasel-bee, OK? Not because I like you or anything." Hermione nodded, a smile of relief playing on her face. "There need to be a few changes though." Draco got out his wand and pointed it at Hermione. He muttered the charms to himself, there were a few, ones that would edit Hermione's hair and clothes. He would see afterwards if her body needed to change. Evidently it did not as once his charms had finished weaving their magic, Hermione's uniform hugged her in all the right places showing off her perfect chest, and round rear end, Draco himself found it hard no to stare. He muttered one more spell and her skirt shortened to just less than the minimum length, not enough for the teachers to notice, but enough to get the boys staring. Her hair, which he had also performed a spell on, was now a deep plum shape, and it suited her perfectly, Also the charm allowed her hair to grow normally without Hermione having to re-dye it. Draco made a turning motion with his finger. As Hermione spun, he surveyed his work.
'Job well done... My, my she does look good though. Stop thinking like that Draco, she's still mudblood Granger'
"Well?" Hermione asked.
"Perfect, just don't think anything of what I'm going to do next, we need the student to think its real, OK?" And with that, he kissed her. It was an amazing kiss, Hot and passionate, but still fake. Hermione looked around, two feet behind Draco, there was a large tree, in one move, she spun round and leaned against the tree. Draco, who noticed this, followed her lead and pushed her up against the tree, sliding his hand down her back and along her bum. Hermione responded by pulling him closer. When Hermione began breathing heavily not five minutes later, he pulled away.
"I think the rumours are true about the Slytherin Sex God..." She muttered.
"Yeah, yeah. Just run to your common room before you look like normal again, well, as normal as you can with the slight moderations I've made." He chuckled at her flustered state.
"Why didn't you use a spell?" she asked before leaving.
"It wouldn't have seemed real, anyone who has been in any type of intimate relationship would have been able to tell the difference."
"Draco, thank you." With that Hermione disappeared through the trees and into the castle.
Draco smiled to himself, he had actually only kissed her to give him some sort of relief, he just wanted to rip her uniform to shreds because of her new look. Though Merlin knew the kiss hadn't helped his particular predicament, only made it worse. He hoped Hermione hadn't noticed, that would be plain embarrassing.
