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My Little Wicked Witch	By : fuzzydraco Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 22567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Harry Potter world. But I don't. I dont make mullah off of this story. This is just my imagination running wild using her characters. Oh - the songs aren't mine either! :) PLEASE REVIEW.

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Chapter 9

Hermione returned from her day of classes and walked into her bedroom to see if her admirer had been successful with the spells she had sent him. Highly doubtful. When she looked on her bedside table the only thing she found was a bottle of ink. “What the…?” Hermione picked up the bottle and looked at it. She knew this was not her bottle of ink. Hers was in her desk. She laughed while trying to fathom why in the world he had sent a bottle of ink. Well, he probably wants to make sure I can’t come up with an excuse not to write him. That was the only plausible reason her mind could come up with so she grabbed the bottle and took it to her desk. Well, damn it! That means he completed the spells correctly!

She went to the kitchen and prepared a quick dinner. Sitting at her kitchen table eating her baked potato and chicken she heard a “pop” come from her bedroom. She stood up and walked towards her room. I hope it’s not a quill! She thought as she looked on the table. To her surprise there was a letter addressed to ‘My Little Wicked Witch. She picked it up and returned to her dinner. Opening it she found his fingerprinted card and read:

My, aren’t you a know-it-all. These spells are pretty impressive. Sorry to disappoint but I am most definitely still in one piece, not in flames, or dead. I got it right on the first try. You aren’t the only talented one around here.

“Humph!” Hermione continued. “We’ll see about that!”

I must say, I like where you placed the letter. You, my dear, are very sneaky. Now, let’s get to business. About getting to know about each other let’s keep this interesting. I propose that we ask a few questions of each other at the beginning of each letter and also divulge maybe a little something about ourselves, something interesting that the other person wouldn’t think about asking. Hopefully you will grow to trust me and I will learn a little more about you- other than what you have already shown me. (Can’t wait for the next dance.) I will be there and don’t bother looking for me in the crowd. I always place myself where I can see you perfectly but you won’t be able to see me.

As it should always be, ladies first. You can have the privilege and ask the first set of questions. I will be waiting your response.

Sincerely

Me

P.S. You are more than welcome to keep the bottle of ink I sent. That I must confess was an accident. A friend distracted me as I was placing the fingerprint and it was pasted onto the bottle I had on my desk instead of this letter. Yes have a good laugh. I did.

Hermione did laugh at the last part. He had been distracted and placed her charmed fingerprint on the bottle. Thank Merlin the fingerprint hadn’t been on his desk or worse, himself! What would she have done if she would have found part of a human body on her bedside table? She shuddered at the thought. She pushed her plate away no longer hungry and walked to her living room where she fell onto the couch. Hermione pulled out her books to start on her homework but couldn’t get anything done. All she could think about was responding back to him. She finally gave in and pulled out a blank piece of parchment.

“Now what should I ask him? Start with the simple things. Then work up. ” She said to Crookshanks who was lying on the adjacent seat staring at her.

She pulled out her quill and began writing.

If ladies are going first, shouldn’t your last letter have included your questions to me? Now let’s see, questions. What do I want to ask you?

Ok...

1. 1.   What is your favorite color?

2.      Do you smoke/drink?

3.      What is your favorite food?

4.      Do you like sunny days or rainy days?

5.      What do you do on your spare time?

I know men can’t really think very hard, for fear that they will fry what little they have in there skulls, so I made it a relatively easy questionnaire. That should be good for now. Now something about myself... hmm…. Let’s see. Ok. Here you go.

I only started working at Fire and Brimstone to get money to help me get through school, but here lately I have really been enjoying myself. I get to be creative. In school I was nothing like that.

Your turn.

PS: One try huh? By the way, Thanks for the ink.

She grabbed the card with his fingerprint on it and copy and pasted it onto his letter and it vanished with a pop. Why did I tell him about the reason I am working at the club. Perhaps because there is a highly unlikely chance that we will ever truly meet. A little voiced piped in. Hermione put those thoughts to bed and pulled out her books. Finally she was able to get into her homework. She wouldn’t have too much time tomorrow or the following night because she was going out with Ginny and then with the whole gang. They had all agreed to go out on Friday night and she was happy she was finally going to be able to treat them for once. Mark had been right. She deserved it.

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Before she knew it, Hermione was getting dressed in her new outfit and getting ready for all her friends to arrive. She was in the bathroom putting on her make-up when she heard the floo activate. “I’m in here finishing up. Take a seat or you can come back." she called out to the unknown guest. She heard a set of footfalls down her hallway. Neville she thought since there were no other footsteps accompanying them. "Come on in, Neville. I won’t bite. Hard." she turned around to see his face peek through her doorway.

"How'd you know it was me?" Neville asked.

"I only heard one set of footsteps. Normally the others both come to see me. "How have you been?" she reached up and gave him a quick hug.

"You know me, just working. Guess what?"

Hermione looked into his eyes. "What?" she asked trying to assess if it was a bad thing or good thing her friend was about to tell her.

"Professor Sprout is retiring and they have asked me to be her replacement." Neville had a full grin on his face now and looked like he had won a million galleons.

"Congratulations Neville, that’s amazing! I am so happy for you!" She jumped at him and gave him a big bear hug and a kiss on the cheek. Neville blushed furiously.

"Whoa, are we interrupting something?" came Ron’s voice from the doorway of her room. Luna peeked her head around Ron and looked at them with dreamy eyes. "Oh Ron it’s the snoogles. They must be under her bed." Ron looked away from his girlfriend and back at Hermione and Neville who let go of each other and stepped away.

"Neville just told me some good news! I don't think I should be the one to tell you. Go ahead, Neville." Hermione turned to look at him.

"I'm going to be the herbology Professor at Hogwarts next school year. Sprout is retiring!" Ron and Luna joined in the congratulations and soon Harry and Ginny had been informed too. "Then this is definitely a time to celebrate." Hermione said to everyone. "Tonight we are going to Orso Restaurant. I booked a table for us. I want to treat everyone out for a night on the town. Ginny is going to recommend a good club and we will drink ourselves silly!" Ready guys?"

Everyone cheered and they all walked with her to her living room. She had a friend create a portkey for them that would let them out at the nearest apparation point. Everyone grabbed onto the book she held in her hands.

"Is there anything else our ‘Mione would use for a portkey" Hermione heard Ron say to Harry behind her.

"I guess I’ll just leave you behind then Ron. Luna, you come stand by me."

"Hey, hey, hey. It was a joke. I didn’t mean it. I'm hungry." Hermione and Luna laughed.

"Get over here, Ronny and don’t be mean. Otherwise no fun tonight." At this remark everyone in the room cat called and Ron's face and body turned beet red.

"Let's get going guys, we're gonna be late." Everyone gathered round and soon they were standing in the front room to a closed down shop. Everyone stepped out and they walked into the restaurant chit chatting and having a grand ol' time. Hermione couldn’t wait for the dancing and drinks.

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Blaise showed up at Draco's dressed and ready to go. He was wearing a stylish muggle outfit of black straight leg jeans, white silk button up shirt and a black blazer. He had made Draco go out with him to get him some clothes for the night. Draco hadn’t wanted to go to a muggle club but Blaise had finally talked him into it. Draco came down wearing his outfit. He wore relaxed fit blue jeans, a light blue silk button down shirt that brought out the blue in his grey eyes and a navy blazer. His hair was loose and fell over his eyes.

"So where are we going tonight?" Draco asked looking himself over in the mirror before walking out the front door with his friend in tow.

"There’s this place called 'The End'. Suppose to have really good music and lots of hot chicks. Let’s just go out and enjoy ourselves tonight. No worries or anything. We’re gonna get pissed!" Blaise slapped him on the shoulder and ran past Draco to their apparation point.

Draco casually walked up and shook his head at him. "Do you really think I want to get sweaty before I even get there? Really Blaise, you should know me by now."

"Just shut up and let’s get going. I have our name on the guest list but I want to get in and get some seats by the bar."

"You didn’t get the VIP room?" Draco looked disappointed at this news.

"No, someone had already booked it for the night. Sorry, mate. We’ll just have to rub against all those pretty curvy bodies the entire night. ” Blaise smirked at him.

“That is just going to be horrible, isn’t it? Whatever will I do?” With his parting shot Draco turned in place and apparated away.

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Everyone had finished their meal and talk had turned to where they were going for the night. “Ok Ginny. What hot spot do you have picked out for us tonight?” Hermione asked sweetly knowing that Ginny loved going out and would take them to a good place.

Ginny grinned “We are going to ‘The End’. It’s a really great spot and the music is amazing. The beer and alcohol flow freely. Plus, because they know I frequent the place I called in a favor and I got us the VIP room for the night!

Everyone looked at each other and then started talking at the same time.

“Wow Ginny. Good Job!”

“That’s great Honey. Can't wait to get you on the dance floor”

“The VIP room. Yes - I want to get pissed tonight!” Luna called out. Ron stared at his girlfriend not knowing what to say.

“Check please!” Hermione called to their waiter. She paid the waiter and left a generous tip. She knew what it had been like to live off of tips. She’d been a waitress for a few months before she got onto the stage.

Everyone piled together into a cab not being able to apparate there. Soon they were falling out of the cab into the street in front of a large blue building. “That’s different.” someone from the group said behind her.

They could all hear the music coming from the front doors which already had a large line waiting. Ginny linked arms with Hermione and Luna and walked up to the bouncer tending the crowd. “Hey Will, how’s it going tonight? ”

The large bouncer turned around and grinned from ear to ear seeing who had called out to him. “Gin! Glad you could make it. You are in the VIP room tonight, right?”

“Of, course. These are my friends. Hermione, Luna meet Will. Oh yeah, and those three oafs behind us are with us too!” Will unlinked the rope blocking their way and all Hermione heard behind her was the three boys calling out. “We are not oafs!”

Ginny pulled them up and walked up the stairs on the left hand side directly to the VIP area. The owner saw Ginny and gave her a hug then ushered them into the cushy seats surrounding the room. It was large, open, and overlooked the dance floor and bar. “Okay everyone, first drink of the night will be a shot! To celebrate Neville’s new job!” Luna and Ginny whooped and hollered. I’ll go down and get the first round and start the tab for us. After that, we are gonna take turns getting the drinks from the bar until none of us can stand!” Hermione called out before she walked down the short flight of stairs she had just walked up. She heard Ginny behind her.

“You aren’t gonna be able to get them all, I’ll help.”

“Thanks. So what should we have first?”

“I dunno something strong. Let’s ask the bartender to choose.”

Hermione stood at the bar and patiently waited for the bartender. She really wanted to get started on those drinks but on a night like this it was hard for everyone to be served at the same time. Soon the bartender was asking them what they would like.

Ginny piped up, “A strong shot. Surprise us! We need six.” She pointed to the VIP room to show him the other people in their party.

“Sure thing, sexy.” The man gave her a cheeky smirk and eyed her up and down.

“Doesn’t Harry get mad at the attention you get?” Hermione asked her in her ear.

Ginny shook her head. “He knows that no matter who I dance with or who flirts with me tonight I will always go home to him and OUR bed to shag him silly. I think he rather enjoys it really. ” She looked at Hermione and laughed at the look on her face. ‘I’m not cheating on him, I would never. It’s nice to be admired. You should know that feeling” Ginny bumped Hermione with her hip and smiled.

“You’re right. If it makes your sex life better than who am I to stop you. At least you have one!”

“It is my mission tonight to get you laid. ” Ginny stated matter-of-factly.

“What is this talk about someone getting laid” said a voice behind them that was eerily familiar.

Ginny and Hermione turned around to see who had eavesdropped on their conversation. The person had to be pretty close to hear what they had been saying. All three of them looked at each other brandishing shocked looks. Ginny was the first to come to her senses.

“Zabini! What are you doing here?” She asked trying to stay calm.

Shaking the cobwebs from his skull, Blaise immediately answered “I love muggle clubs. The music is hot and the women are hotter. I was admiring you two from behind and thought to come over and start a conversation. Didn’t think I would be running into old schoolmates. ” Blaise said looking back and forth between both girls. “Granger, Weasley - you two look amazing! Wow. ”

“It’s now Ginny Potter, Zabini. We’ve been married for three years.”

Blaise nodded his head, “Always knew you two would end up tying the knot. Congrats.”

Ginny was surprised at his calm demeanor. He had never really been mean to them in school but he had been a Slytherin. That right there was enough to put a distance between them. She eyed him up and down. He really did look like he enjoyed clubbing. Bloody hell, she had noticed that he was in muggle clothing! Hermione being in a cheerful mood and also noting the same things that had been going through Ginny’s head eyed Zabini. She didn’t wanting to bring up old injuries and thought about possibly putting the past behind them and starting fresh. People changed. She had seen it happen a few times. Hell, it’s been a few years. I would have been surprised if he hadn’t changed!. She looked at Ginny and immediately Ginny understood and nodded.

“Why don’t we keep the past in the past and you come join us in the VIP room? Harry, Ron, Luna and Neville are up their waiting for their first shot of the night. ” She pointed up and she could see Harry searching for them at the bar.

“Um. Let me get my buddy first. You don’t mind do you?” he knew he was wasting his time but he continued “I have been trying to get him accustomed to this world. Still hasn’t made it through his thick skull that there is nothing wrong with non purebloods. His Mum and I are trying. You already know him. ” Blaise looked sheepishly at Hermione hoping she would realize who he was describing secretly hoping she would say she did mind so that he wouldn’t have to drag Draco kicking and screaming to join them, or worse, have him look like a damn fool trying to act arrogant and selfish around everyone.

Hermione raised her eyebrow. She was pretty sure she knew who this particular friend was but she wanted to talk it over with Ginny first. Their drinks had arrived and Hermione handed over some money and asked the bartender to start a tab. She gave him the names of the people who could order on it and turned to Blaise “Can you hold on a minute? I want to double check with the rest of the group if that is alright with you. ” She tried to sound cheerful and was afraid that she was coming off phony.

“Go ahead. I’ll just order myself a drink and wait for one of you lovely ladies to return. ” Blaise looked at Hermione and smirked.

On their way to the VIP room Ginny started in “Are you crazy Hermione? You know who that friend is. It’s Draco. Harry and Ron will have a fit!”

“Look Ginny. I love them but the war is over. Things have changed and I want to leave what happened in the past. I want things to start fresh. I know they won’t be best friends but I would hope they could at least sit in the same room together and try not to kill each other. It’s been years, I’m tired of the fighting and just want things to be over once and for all! I do not want to automatically assume that because he is a Malfoy that he is the same person he was at Hogwarts. His mother was never that bad. She lied for Harry! There is some good in there. It’s been over seven years. A lot can change in seven years. Bloody hell – look at me! If we stereotype him then we are no better then Voldemort and the Death Eaters were.” Hermione argued.

Ginny looked abashed. “Alright, but you’ll have to be the one to give that speech to the guys.”

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Avanell and Margaritama: You guys are too smart! Lol… I hope you like what will be happening later in the story.

Dreamweaver – Thank you so much! So true about what Draco’s in for!
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