I Want You! I Need You! Oh Baby, Oh Baby
And so, the next day...
Draco was out fly around the Quidditch pitch that afternoon. It was an exceptionally warm day for September, and there were several students chillaxing (chilling and relaxing, best of both worlds) on the field and in the bleachers. Suddenly, as he looked around, he noticed a lovely brunet with a mass of curly hair. She and two other girls, one with strait black hair and one with wavy strawberry-blond hair, were clambering up the rows of bleachers in one of the stands to his right. Hermione had conned Parvati and Lavender into study outside with her. 'She probably told them that there would be hundreds of cute guys out here,' Draco thought. "Mission 'Get the Girl' is a go," he mused as he flew towards her. He reached the stand just as the three ladies had made it to the bottom bleacher. Draco stared at the girls; the girls stared at Draco, and then, in one fluid motion, he grabbed Hermione by the waist and took off towards the center of the pitch, almost a thousand feet in the air.
"What the HELL are you doing Malfoy? Let go of ME!" she screamed, but in her mind she was laughing at all of the suckers who were staring at them, both in order to see the show, and in shock to hear the Head Girl swearing. It was a perfect plan.
"As you wish," he replied in a loud and excited voice. With that he let go of her waist, slung his left foot over the broom, and dangled there holding on for dear life. He looked up at her and shouted, "Will you go out with me?"
"What?" Hermione yelled, seemingly in shock. "No!"
"No?" Draco feigned surprise.
"No!" She confirmed, struggling to get down.
"I don't know...because I don't want to."
"Ok then, you leave me with no other choice..." he dropped his right hand. He began to slip.
Shaking horrifically, she screamed.
"I'm gonna ask you one more time, will you or will you not go out with me?" Draco asked smirking at his best friend's terror.
"Ok, ok, fine I'll go out with you!" Hermione hollered making sure Parvati heard her.
"No, don't do me any favors." Draco retorted wittily.
"No, no, I want to."
"Say it!" Draco laughed, clearly enjoying his friend's, soon to be "girlfriend's", embarrassment.
"I want to go out with you." She said loudly. Parvati paled.
"Say it again!" Draco was practically rolling on the ground at this point.
"I WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU!" Hermione screamed. Lavender had to catch Parvati, who had just fainted in shock.
"Alright, alright, we'll go out." Draco said with a grin from ear to ear.
By the time they had stopped yelling, they had an audience of about 500 people, watching in awe. Their friend's dislike of each other was not unknown to the population of Hogwarts. Draco raced a victory lap around the pitch before he took her back to the stands where Parvati and Lavender were staring in disbelief. "What the hell just happened?" Lavender asked and pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.
"Oh, nothing, I just got myself a date with Draco Malfoy," Hermione replied nonchalantly as she headed up to her dorm to get ready for her "hot date".
When Hermione arrived at the bottom of the Grand Staircase, Draco was already there. He stood there looking devastatingly handsome in a grey t-shirt and a pair of dark fitted jeans with his flaxen hair slicked up into a complicated twirl. As if to add to the greaser look, he topped off the outfit with a leather jacket.
'Wow' Hermione thought as she descended the steps as gracefully as possible for someone with her lack of coordination. Since she was a squealing infant she could barely walk ten feet without tripping and taking at least three people down with her.
Draco's thoughts were along the same lines. Hermione looked like a rock star in a pair of black jeans and a t-shirt with the name of a muggle band written on it . Her normally spiraling russet curls had been replaced with a mess of long, wavy, purple hair, which only added to the punk-ass effect.
"So….we're on a date," Hermione mused. "Are you feeling as creeped out as about this situation as I am? I guess you must be, considering we've been best friends since second year. Isn't it strange the way everyone thinks we hate each other? Just because we're in different houses and just because I'm also friends with Harry doesn't mean we can't be friends, I mean honestly."
Draco laughed. That's all he could do. Hermione stopped her rant and stared at him. "What's so funny?" She asked, confused by his reaction.
"You talk a lot when you're nervous. It's just funny that of all the things that could make you nervous, a fake date with me gets you jittery," he explained. Hermione joined in the laughter.
"So, where are you taking me, Tiger?" she asked jokingly.