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Lost in the Music	By : Daydreamer Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 23799 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 13 : All eyes on me

Draco stepped out of the shower, wrapping a soft white fluffy towel around his waist, his pale skin shining in the light from the water droplets on his toned body.

He cast a quick drying charm on his self and then proceeded to drop the towel allowing it to fall to the floor and pool around his feet.

Draco walked from his bathroom into his head room, his uniform already laid on his bed ready for the day to come. Draco slid on the oxford white shirt button it all the way up minus the top button, as efficiently as Draco had been brought up; Draco had let his hair down this year, both figuratively and literally. His short blonde hair was no longer combed back with gel instead he simply combed it and let it fall into its own parting; Draco had to admit even to himself that he looked good.

As Draco finished getting dressed he slipped on his Dragon hide boots and made for the door, just before he left his room, he turned to the floor length mirror, brushed himself down and then winked at his reflection, then left the room, to go meet Blaise.

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“Stay still, Mione.” Ginny exclaimed.

Both the girls were in Hermione’s room getting ready for the day a head, Ginny had decided that if they were going to make a scene it needed to be a fantastic one, today was after all going to reveal Hermione and her two hunky Slytherin soulmates. So bloody lucky! Ginny thought to herself.

At the current moment Ginny had Hermione magical bound to a chair, trying to apply some subtle make up that was sure to enhance Hermione’s assets. She was sat in nothing but her underwear which Ginny had transfigured. Her simple white t-shirt bra was now a padded black lace balconette bra that pushed Hermione’s breast upwards. Her knickers matched the bra with the exception of the bits of black ribbon that secured her black stockings in place.

Hermione was putting up a fight, and continued to wiggle in her chair sighing, she had tried to re- transfigure her underwear but Ginny had applied a signature to her spell making it impossible to turn them back and when she had tried to change her clothes Ginny had bound her to the chair.

Ginny had just finished casting a spell on Hermione’s hair, her golden brown hair fell into soft, silky, bouncy curls, framing her face.

Ginny smiled brightly and walked away from her friend, Hermione could only watch on in frustration as Ginny began to transfigure her Hogwart’s uniform and robes.

To Hermione they looked the same but as Ginny unbound her and she began to get dressed she noticed that her clothes were much more snug fitting and that her skirt was much shorter.

Gone was the oversized oxford white shirt, it was replaced by a skin tight white blouse with puff sleeves.

As Hermione began to button up she realised that the last three buttons at the top were missing the tops of her breasts clear for everyone to see. Hermione finished dressing resolutely, the entire time fretting that Ginny had made her look like so cheap hussy.

She was embarrassed and appalled at herself for even thinking that this plan would work.

She was snapped out of her ravine by Ginny.

“Gods, Mione. You look sexy as hell!” she screamed her eyes twinkling madly, she had no idea what she looked like, Ginny had refused to let her look in a mirror.

Before she could blink, Ginny had sprayed some perfume and dragged her out of the room, to the top of stairs that descended to the awaiting boys.

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Blaise and Draco waited patiently in the head dorm common room, Ginny had spoken to each of them when she had come through the portrait, and told them of the other part of her plan. Both of the men were nervous as well as excited, today would be the day that everyone knew that Hermione Jean Granger was theirs.

The boys were startled by the sound of a door closing, Ginny walked down the stairs, her smile so wide on her face.

“Gentlemen, if I may introduce to you, the one and only Miss Hermione Granger.”

Both the men’s eyes drifted back to the stairs in time to see Hermione step down the stairs gracefully, both of their mouths dropped at the sight before them.

There Hermione stood her amber eyes emphasised with the smoky colour of her eye shadow, her pink lips glossy from lip gloss and her cheeks naturally pink from her nerves.

“Y..ou look…wow” Blaise said.

Hermione smiled weakly.

“Granger, your beautiful” Draco choked out, it was the first time he had ever been rendered speechless, much less by the minx of a witch that stood before him.

Ginny broke the uneasy silence between the three students.

“Right I believe we’ve left it late enough that we should be the last four students to arrive for breakfast, which will hopefully ensure the maximum amount of student for an audience, and Hermione trust me.” She added. “I wouldn’t get you to do anything unless it had the best possible outcome.”

With that in mind Hermione slipped on her robe which covered her modesty at the back of her.

The four students made their way down the empty eerie corridors of the castle, each lost in their own thoughts. All too suddenly the Great hall doors came into view, walking the last few steps Hermione came to a halt.

Ginny looked at her questioningly.

“I..I can’t do it.” Hermione stammered looking at the dusty cobbled floor.

“You’ll be okay, Hermione.” Both Ginny and Blaise said.

Draco remained silent, fighting the urge to pick her up and return her to the safety of their common room. Suddenly his hand rose to cup her chin, raising her eyes to his.

He lent in to Hermione’s ear and spoke to her in a soft silky voice, his breath tickling Hermione’s neck.

“Hermione trust me, I know you’re scared, I am too.” Hermione was taken aback by Draco’s confession. “But I would Never allow someone to hurt you. You deserve so much, and if you’ll let me I’ll prove to you that I want to make things work between us and that I deserve to be with you. You’re a lioness, so, be brave, be strong, and most of all just be you. You’re not alone in this; I’m here for you, Okay? I will always be here for you. If you’ll just let me.” He said, his eyes met hers, the words he spoke to her touching her soul giving her the strength to do it.

Hermione worried her lip she nodded slightly. She took a deep breath and took a step forward “Let’s do this.” She said.

Draco chuckled to himself There’s my lioness he thought.

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Ginny went first into the great hall, self-assured that everything would play out the way she had intended it to.

She smiled to herself looking at all the unassuming faces who had no idea what was about to happen.

Ginny had just sat down at the Gryffindor table opposite Harry, when the familiar sound of the doors creaking open filled the hall, Ginny wanted to scream with excitement.

No sooner had the door shut, the great hall was filled with the sound of shocked gasps, Ginny took this time to look at the unsuspecting face of her fellow Gryffindor housemates, paying particular attention to the look on Ron’s face.

Ginny eventually turned her head in the direction of where she knew Hermione, Blaise and Draco would be.

Her smile became even more pronounced by the sight that she saw, Hermione was stood just in front of the large wooden doors, Blaise was stood on her right her slender hand held in his large one. On Hermione’s left stood Draco, a small genuine small playing on his lips, he also had one of Hermione’s hands in his, however unlike Blaise, Draco had his fingers intertwined with Hermione’s. This didn’t go unnoticed by Ginny.

After a moment Blaise let go of Hermione’s hand and lent in to place a small kiss upon her left cheek, he bowed slightly and then walked over to the Slytherin table, leaving only Draco and Hermione remaining still holding hands.

Ginny risked a glance at Ron again, the scene had well and truly got his attention, something Lavender was sure to sulk about, but even she was caught staring at the unlikely couple before them.

Ron’s face was turning red, his built up anger threatening to spill over, his clenched fists turning his knuckles and unhealthy white. Don’t you even dare try and kiss her Ferret! He screamed in his head.

With that Draco raised his and Hermione’s intertwined hands, he squeezed it reassuringly and then placed a soft kiss upon the back of her hand. He then leant forward and placed a featherlike kiss on her right cheek “Well done, Princess” he whispered.

Just as Draco and Hermione began to part way’s the comment was heard, as clear as a bomb siren in the silent hall.

“Over my dead body, will he get to do that again!”

All the eyes within the great hall fell on the red haired boy, whose skin was as red as his hair, his blue eyes dancing with anger.

A/N: Well its kicking off now! :) If your liking it so far then please let me know, thank you to everyone who has review so far I love them. What did you think about Draco's words to Hermione? Or even Ron's reaction? Jealousy's a bitch isnt it.

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