Chapter 4 : Am I keeping your attention?
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“Dammit Malfoy, I look like a hooker!” She swore under her breath. She pointed her wand at herself and tried to fix things, but nothing happened. She cursed Malfoy again and grabbed her school robes and left her room. She saw Malfoy in the common room and she marched over to him.
“My clothes are too small! I look like a hooker!” She barked.
Malfoy smirked and admired his work, “You look perfect. You want to be noticed….this is the way to get it done.”
“I never said I wanted to be noticed, I said I didn’t want to be boring anymore!”
“Boring people don’t get noticed Granger.” Draco took his wand out and pointed it at her head.
He said a spell and Hermione gasped, “What did you do?!”
She ran back into her room and looked in the mirror. She had on a very pale blush and matching eye shadow and lipstick. She also had on just enough eyeliner to bring out her eyes. She actually thought she looked good. She came out of her room and Draco had a smug smile on his face.
“Thank you; I actually like it.”
“Instead of using magic everyday, get some real makeup.”
“Listen, heads will turn when you walk in the great hall looking like this. I have this crazy feeling that you are going to blush or try to cover yourself up or something stupid like that; don’t. Act like it’s just another day.”
Hermione grabbed her stuff and headed down for breakfast. Draco knew that she was going to cause a scene when she walked into the Great Hall and he didn’t want to miss it. He grabbed his stuff and headed down to watch the show. Hermione got to the entrance of the Great Hall and stopped. Suddenly she was very self-conscious and she went to put her school robes on when a hand stopped her.
“Don’t even think about it Granger.” Draco grabbed her robes away from her.
“I can’t do this.” Hermione said.
“Yes, you can. Just take a deep breath and go. And remember; pretend like it’s no big deal. ”
When she didn’t move, Draco glared at her, “Don’t make me push you in there.”
Hermione returned his glare, took a deep breath and pushed the doors open. She walked in and quickly walked over to her table. She wasn’t quick enough however, because in a matter of seconds, everyone was looking at her. She did her best to ignore everyone and she joined her friends at the table. She sat between Ginny and Luna with Ron and Harry across from them.
Ron almost choked on his eggs, “Bloody Hell Hermione, what happened to you?”
Hermione began filling her plate, “What are you talking about Ronald?”
Hermione noticed Ron staring at her cleavage, “You look so…different.”
“I know. I left my robes in my room but I am starving so I’ll just get them before class.”
Harry decided to speak, “I don’t think that’s what he means Hermione.” Harry also couldn’t help but “notice” her cleavage.
Ginny had a big smile on her face, “You look excellent Hermione! I knew you had it in you.”
Hermione smiled inwardly at the way Ron and Harry were looking at her, but she pretended not to notice, “I don’t know what you guys are talking about.”
Just then Draco sauntered up to their table and handed Hermione’s robes to her, “You left these in my room last night.” Draco smirked at Harry and Ron when he saw the murderous looks on their faces.
Hermione wanted so badly to blush and smack Draco but she reminded herself that this was all part of the plan. She gave Draco her best smile and took her robes.
Draco winked at her and went to join his friends at the Slytherin table.
“He just winked at you. Why did Malfoy just wink at you and why were you in his room last night?” Ron was livid.
“I really don’t see how this is any of your business.”
“You didn’t answer my question Hermione.”
Hermione smirked at him, “Jealous?”
Hermione decided that she wasn’t hungry anymore, so she got up and left the room, leaving a very stunned Ron, Harry, and Ginny behind.
All day long, Hermione kept getting looks from the entire school. Even though she had her robes on now, the image of her at breakfast was still running through everyone’s minds. She noticed that all of the guys were talking to her more and giving her more attention. The not-so-popular girls were also talking to her more, trying to get her to sit with them in class. The popular girls glared at her every chance they got. During potions, everyone had been paired up and Hermione was paired with Draco because they were the head students. After Snape had given them their assignment, everyone got to work on their potion.
Hermione kept her eyes on her ingredients when she spoke, “Left my robes in your room huh? You know, I got the third degree after you winked at me.”
Draco looked sideways at her, “Third degree?”
“Muggle term; It means they asked me a shit ton of questions.”
“Well, you wanted them to think that we are ‘getting closer’ didn’t you?”
“Well, there you go.”
“I know, but I feel kind of bad for lying to my friends.”
Draco rolled his eyes, “God Granger; Either you want to go through with this or you don’t.”
“I do, I do. It’s just going to take me a while to adjust.”
"Jesus, you really are a goody-goody aren’t you?”
Hermione glared at him.
Draco smirked, “Well, your change in wardrobe seems to be doing its intended job; you are getting noticed.”
“Boy don’t I know it. I’m not used to this much…attention.”
“You’ll get used to it.”
“Can we continue our…lessons after dinner before patrol?”
“I suppose. One thing though…I get weekends off.”
Hermione smiled a little, “You make it sound like a job.”
“It is a job.”
“Well, I’ll meet you in the common room at seven thirty.”
They finished their potion in silence as Harry and Ron glared at the back of Draco’s head.
After dinner, Hermione was wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket on the couch and reading one of her favorite books when Draco walked into the room. He watched her as she was totally focused on her book and completely oblivious to him. He got a sneaky smirk on his face and crept up behind the couch and grabbed the book away from her. Hermione squeaked in surprised and stood up and faced him.
“Give it back Malfoy!” She demanded.
“Or what?” Draco asked, dangling the book just out of her reach.
“You need to grow up Malfoy.” She barked as she was jumping up trying to grab the book.
“So do you apparently.” Malfoy said as he was watching her jump up. Malfoy just kept smiling, holding the book out of her reach. Hermione realized he was enjoying himself way too much and she stopped trying to get the book.
“I don’t have time for your stupid games. Keep the damn book; I’ve read it eight times anyway.” She turned on her heel and stomped off.
Right before she got to her room, Hermione stopped, turned around and bolted towards Draco. She caught him off guard and grabbed her book, knocking them both over the back of the couch. She landed on the couch with a thud and Draco landed right on top of her.
She waved her book in front of him, “Ha! Thanks.” She smirked.
Her smirked vanished when she realized the position they were in. Hermione had removed her robes and was just wearing her skirt and blouse. Draco slowly ran his hand under her shirt just along the edge of her skirt. Hermione’s breath caught in her throat, “What are you doing?”
“Doesn’t feel like nothing to me.” She said, not quite catching her breath.
He ran his hand down her side along the pleated material and stopped as he got to the end of it. He hesitated for a second before running his hand under the skirt along her thigh.
“Ok, I think you should stop.” Hermione whispered.
“Do you want me to stop?” Draco asked, locking eyes with her.
“I don’t see how this has anything to do with our arrangement.”
“It doesn’t; I just enjoy doing it.” He drew very small circles with his finger along her thigh and Hermione shivered.
“You’re right; I should stop and you should be doing this.”
“You want people to think that you aren’t ‘boring,’ you have to prove that you aren’t ‘boring.’ Make me shiver.” Draco whispered in her ear.
When Hermione didn’t move, Draco got up and pulled her up with him, “This brings us to our next lesson. Today, you could have had your pick of any guy in this school. Once you have them interested, you have to keep them interested.”
“You mean like having a conversation with them?”
Draco smirked, “No, not a conversation. The last thing that was on their minds today was having a conversation with you.”
“I’m not following you.”
Draco sighed, “Of course you aren’t. Ok, pretend that you were interested in me. You have my attention now; how are you going to keep it?”
Realization dawned on Hermione and what she was supposed to do, but she couldn’t think straight.
“This was your idea, Granger. I should have known that you wouldn’t be able to stay with it. I guess you are destined to spend your life as a know-it-all virgin bookworm.”
Hermione glared at him and pushed him onto the small coffee table that was in front of the couch.
Draco smirked, “I think you may be starting to get the hang…” Hermione shushed him by putting her finger on his lips.
She tried to think of what to do next and she remembered a scene she had seen in a muggle movie. She straddled him and slowly loosened his tie and pulled it off, tossing it to the side. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt and ran her hands under his shirt along his chest and then slowly brought them back up and wrapped them around his neck, pulling herself as close to him as she possibly could while ever so slightly grinding against him. She saw him clench his jaw and bite his lip and she smiled. Inside however, she was starting to panic because she didn’t know what to do next. Dammit! If only she actually had experience with this stuff she wouldn’t feel like such an idiot right now. Although, if she had experience, she wouldn’t be in this situation to begin with. Hermione noticed that Draco was starting to look bored. ‘Do something Hermione!’ She screamed to herself. Before she even had time to think about it, she kissed him. It surprised the Hell out of both of them, but neither showed it. At first it was just a peck, as she was ‘testing the waters.’ When he showed no signs of pulling away, she deepened the kiss. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue along his bottom lip ever so lightly. When he opened his mouth to respond, she pulled away.
She leaned over a bit and whispered in his ear, “Am I keeping your attention?”
No sooner had she gotten the words out, Draco grabbed her waist and stood up with her legs still wrapped around him. He dropped her onto the couch and towered above her. He stared at her for what seemed like an eternity before he finally spoke, “It seems that you are learning rather quickly Granger. I’ll meet you back here at nine thirty for patrol.”
Without another word, he exited the common room and left Hermione alone on the couch to think about what had just happened, “How do I manage to get myself into these situations?”
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