Draco leaned leisurely against her desk, having the time of his life as he watched the former Gryffindor stand there dumbfounded. It wasn't very often that someone could make Hermione Granger speechless. As she began to approach him, he merely raised an eyebrow at her, waiting for her next move.
However he never anticipated her smooth small hand to lightly touch his forehead then cheeks.
Hermione put one hand on her forehead and the other one on the blonde's. Both seemed the same temperatures. But she checked his cheeks just in case. Nothing.
"Well you don't have a fever."
"Why thank you I hadn't realized that." Draco said wryly.
Hermione just rolled her eyes in response. "If that's all you wanted to say. You can go back to your manor, mansion, whatever." Hermione waved her hand towards the door before taking a seat in her chair.
It was Draco's turn to roll his eyes. "Dear lord woman." He said as he turned around so that his back was to the door. He slammed his palms onto the mahogany desk.
Hermione jumped up in shock. She looked up and glared at the former Slytherin.
Draco forgot how hot she was when she was mad, especially at him.
"Malfoy." Hermione growled.
Back to the topic on hand Draco, He said to himself as he pulled his eyes off her peony pink lips. "Granger I am completely serious. You look like someone's run over your dog or mangy cat in your case."
"Hey!" Hermione interjected.
"Do you or do you not want revenge?" Draco continued, ignoring her.
"Malfoy you're nuts." Hermione said.
"Well hear me out first."
Hermione didn't say anything. Draco took her silence as permission.
"Weasley is with Sadie because she's beautiful. She's with him because he most likely dotes on her like a love sick puppy but most of all because she loves the lime light. She thrives for that attention. When I give you this makeover, you will be more beautiful than she can ever be." Inside or out, Draco said the last part to himself.
Hermione noted that he said when rather than if, the cocky son of a gun.
"Then we date, steal their fire and limelight because believe me, once the press gets hold that we're together, that will be all anyone can talk about for days. Weasley and Sadie will be tossed out the window like yesterday's news. You and I both know the world would fall hook line and sinker in love with the idea that I, Draco Malfoy a former death eater is dating Hermione Granger the epitome of a good girl. The public would love our story and you know it."
Hermione didn't know what to say but he was right. The press would eat their story up.
"I don't know Malfoy."
Draco groaned. "Granger you know what. I'm picking you up at seven tomorrow morning. Be ready." He finished rather arrogantly before heading out the door like as if he owned the place.
Hermione stared open mouthed even after the door was closed. She rubbed her eyes then pinched herself to make sure she hadn't dreamt the whole thing.
She managed not to do any work at all for the rest of the day. The encounter with Draco Malfoy kept running through her mind.
Hermione sighed before laying her head on her desk. "Malfoy you're nuts." She groaned.
Blaise had opened the door to Hermione's office to tell her to go home so that she wouldn't work over time again, but stopped when he heard her say Malfoy. He froze before trying to sneak back out but was caught before he could.
"Blaise?" Hermione asked looking up.
"Yes." He replied weakly.
"You wouldn't have anything to do with Draco Malfoy coming into my office today would you?"
Blaise laughed nervously. "No, why would you think that?"
"Blaise Zabini, I swear..."
Hermione came back home after Blaise treated her to his "forgive me" dinner friends date. When she approached her apartment she no longer saw Ron's stuff sitting there. In a way it made her heart ache more but in another, she was thinking good riddance. Because she was fixated on staring at the now empty spot where Ron's stuff once laid she almost missed the letter taped onto the door.
Hermione looked at the envelope. It was unmarked, there was nothing on it at all. She sat down in one of the kitchen chairs. She shook the envelope and could feel something shake through the envelope. Without further ado she opened the envelope.
Hermione was sitting on her couch with a bucket of ice cream in her lap. Across the way was her television screen currently playing Le Divorce. She'd only watched the movie once and she'd actually hated it the first time but she had felt the urge to watch it again. "He's cheating on you!" Hermione cried as she threw a throw pillow at the television screen.
She wanted to cry as she watched it. Now that she was almost in the same situation as the character she felt more sympathetic towards the character Naomi Watts was playing. Granted she wasn't married nor was she pregnant but she'd given all of herself to Ron as had the character in the movie. And then those men cheated for no reason other than the fact they were pigs!
"Granger, who the bloody hell are you yelling at?"
Hermione fell off the couch at the sound of the familiar voice. She scrambled to get up. "Malfoy what the hell are you doing here at my apartment?"
"Open this door and I'll tell you." Draco yelled back.
Hermione did and before she could say anything Draco waltzed right in muttering. "Why Malfoy do come right in." She said sarcastically.
Draco was in her kitchen staring at the pictures on the coffee table.
"You got them too." He said when he sensed her coming into the room.
"Yes." Hermione said softly leaning against the wall.
"Those imbeciles, how dare they!" Draco yelled.
Hermione jumped up in shock at the anger in his voice.
"They cheated on us Granger, inside my home, in my bed!" Draco yelled as he pointed to one of the pictures of Ron and Sadie presumably naked and snogging as if their lives depended on it, in a large black bed with silver satin sheets.
Hermione's eyes were as wide as saucers and for the umpteenth time her jaw dropped in shock.
"And what the bloody hell are you wearing?" Draco said still in his yelling voice.
Hermione looked down at herself. She was wearing a pair of pants that she'd bought two sizes too big on purpose and an old shirt that had seen better days nonetheless she wasn't going to let him make fun of her outfit, it was her favorite and the most comfortable. So Hermione crossed her arms in front of her chest. "There's nothing wrong with what I'm wearing."
Draco gave her a look that asked if she was crazy. "There's a lot of things wrong with that outfit Granger. No wonder Weasel left you. His mum probably owns sexier clothes than you do and that's saying a lot."
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. Just when she was starting to feel bad for him he had to act like that, a jerk, a complete utter jerk.
"You know what, we're starting a day early." Draco said before he grabbed her.
Before she knew it they were apparating away.
Hermione stumbled a bit when they had stopped. Her head was a little dizzy as she hadn't been prepared for Malfoy to suddenly side apparate with her. When she stopped seeing spots though, she wished she hadn't. To her horror they were now in a lingerie store!
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Draco gave a cocky grin. "I am going to give you a makeover." "I'm sorry what?" "You heard me Granger, I'm going to give you a makeover that will make every man want you,and make Weasley die of regret. You will be simply irresistible." Now Complet...