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Lifestyles of The Witch and Famous

Chapter 25

**Previous Chapter**

Dear Cassie,

Dumbledore says yes. Go to the shop Hermione suggested. It is very fabulous. I enclose some money to help you out to buy a beautiful gown. Meet Hermione and I at the Great Hall at exactly 6pm. I hope you can make it!

Sincerely Draco Malfoy

P.S – If you have any problems do not hesitate to contact Hermione and me.

“Done.” Draco informed Hermione as he rolled the parchment up and tied a string on it.
Hermione turned and smiled, taking up the letter to read while Draco found an owl.
“Wow, these owls suck!” Draco laughed as he looked at the scruffy, smelly owls that were very worn out.
“Use your own silly.” Hermione told him as she finished reading.
“But she’s not here. She’s gone hunting.” Draco frowned sadly.
“Well use Harry’s then.” Hermione shrugged.
“WHAT! Are you out of your mind? Use Potter’s? NO WAY!” Draco cried, surprised at her suggestion.
Hermione smiled, “Just joking. Use this one. He looks good enough.” Hermione pointed out the owl. It didn’t have too many ruffled feathers and seemed to be in good condition.
Draco tied the letter to its leg and it flew out the window.
“Let’s get out of here before I die from this smell!” Draco’s nose wrinkled in disgust. He put an arm about her shoulder and they made their way out of the room together.

(A/N – HEY EVERYONE! ITZ THE BIG ONE, THE ONE I AND MAYBE MORE PPLZ HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR! THE BALL!!! WHOOOO!!! Lol kzz betta calm myself. Lol Well read on and have fun! Luv S4H)

Hermione woke up in the morning, ready to go back to sleep again when she heard a rapping noise on her door.

Then a voice called out, “Hermione! Wake up, quick! We have a lot to do!” Draco called.

“I’m coming!” Hermione yelled back grumpily as she threw off her covers.

(A/N – That first bit was dedicated to all those people who can’t get up in the morning…i.e. Me. And 99.9% of world’s population I’m sure hehe. Okay on with the story.)

Once she was up, she ran out of her room to find her boyfriend.

“Draco?” she called out, running into the common room to find him.

“Right here ‘Mione. I’m just trying to fix this thing here.” He called.

“What thing?” Hermione asked, confused as to what he was talking about.

“This.” Draco lifted up a bunch of flowers and a little present.

Hermione smiled.

“Happy Birthday sweetie.” He gave her a peck on the lips, before handing her his gifts.

Hermione stood stunned, “Birthday? Oh God I completely forgot!”

Draco laughed, “Yeah I thought so.”

Hermione smelt the beautiful red roses happily.

“Well open the present.” Draco urged her.

Hermione opened it.

Under the Gold wrapping was a box and under the box…

“Oh my God it’s the most beautiful necklace I’ve ever seen!” Hermione chirped, kissing Draco happily as tears began to form in her eyes.

“Thank you so much!” she cried.

“Your very welcome. You can wear it with your dress. But my biggest present, I will give you tonight.” Draco smirked knowingly.

“What is it?” Hermione asked like an impatient schoolgirl.

“Now, now Hermione precious. You can wait until tonight. I’m pretty sure you’ll like it though.” Draco laughed, hugging her briefly before letting go.

“Put those away, we’ll go see how the decoration’s going.” Draco rushed her.

Hermione ran into her room, put her gifts on her bed and ran back to join Draco in the Great Hall.


“Wow, it’s going good.” Hermione remarked when they walked in.

The tables had already been moved as lunch was already over. (A/N – Yer Hermione slept in a lot)

Instead there were small tables which were placed for eight people to a table. In the middle of each table stood a number. Draco and Hermione had asked for waiters and waitresses and no house elves to be used on this night. Hermione didn’t want them to be slaved for such a big event.

There was one long table, which faced the dance floor. This was for the teachers and the Head Boy and Girl.

“How’s it going Professor?” Hermione asked as Flitwick passed her.

“Fabulously Miss Granger. The band will be coming to practice in a moment and we shall be having the dishes and cutlery out soon.” Flitwick informed her.

“And what about the smoke and star dust?” Hermione asked, hoping he hadn’t forgotten.

“That will come in just before we start the dance, after all we want it to be fresh don’t we?” Flitwick chirped happily.
“Yes of course. You’re doing a wonderful job. Can we be of any assistance?” Hermione asked happy to lend a hand.

The Professor shook his head, “No, no everything’s under control. Go and get prepared. Only three hours ‘till your ball.”

Hermione smiled, “Thanks professor. Come on Draco.” She grabbed his hand and led them back to their room.

Once they were back, Hermione began to kiss Draco slowly yet surely.

Draco pulled back, “What are you doing?”

“Filling in time.” Hermione shrugged with a slight smile, pulling him back for another feverish kiss.

After many minutes of kissing etc, they decided to go to their respective rooms to change and ready themselves for the ball.

**Inside Hermione’s Room**

“Holy Shit where’s my dress?” she panicked as she searched her wardrobe.

Finding it quickly she put it on, after she put on the corset. After this she opened a book she had saved especially for this ball.

‘How to make crazy hair stay silky.’

Page 1.


(a) Is your hair knotty?

(b) Is your hair bushy?

(c) Does your hair break brushes?

(d) Do you WANT to have new hair?

If you answer Yes to any of these questions then this book is for you.

Hermione had answered Yes to each and every question. To her embarrassment.

Flicking to the page, titled ‘Unknotting Hair’, she followed the instructions to the letter.

Two minutes later, she had silky hair, which fell to her shoulder like a waterfall.

Putting her fingers through her hair, she looked at herself through the mirror.

“Wow!” Hermione breathed in disbelief. Her new hairstyle totally suited her.

“Now for some colour.” Hermione smiled. She didn’t want to go overboard…but just a little dye couldn’t hurt…right?

Flicking to another page, she pointed her wand to her head again.

Closing her eyes shut, she muttered the spell.

Daring to open her eyes she gasped. Her hair had turned a golden brown, which had specks of red through it. It was definitely HER!

“This is SO cool!” Hermione laughed girlishly.

‘Hermione! Please hurry we’ll be late! We have to meet your friend remember?’ Draco yelled in her mind.

‘Yeah I’M COMING! I just got to put on make-up.’ Hermione replied,

Draco scoffed, ‘That bullshit girls put on their face? Honestly Hermione you look better without that junk. Natural is cool.’

Hermione rolled her eyes as she applied some foundation and lipgloss.

‘Shut-up. I don’t put on much anyway. I’m only going to put on some.’ Hermione replied.

Draco didn’t reply.

Grabbing her black jacket she quickly put it on and checked her look in the mirror.

“You never looked better ‘Mione.” Hermione said aloud to herself.

‘And you’ll never get to show your better look off if you don’t hurry!’ Draco yelled anxiously.

‘I’m coming you idiot!’ Hermione gritted her teeth angrily. She took a few deep breaths and smiled, stepping out of her room.

She was nearly bowled over by a blonde boy in a tux who was about to knock on the door.

“Well, well. Who would have thought you would have scrubbed up so nicely?” Hermione raised her shaped eyebrows cheekily.

Draco took step back, “I wish I could say the same about you. What’s with the jacket?”

“I’m a bit…embarrassed…” Hermione uttered, taking a few steps down the stairs.

Draco rolled his eyes, “Embarrassed about what? You HAVE a fabulous body. Besides if someone decides they don’t like the way they look, do you really care?” Draco asked her.

Hermione was stumped, “Er…I suppose not.” She took off the jacket, much to Draco’s approval.

He whistled, “I don’t think we can go.”

“Why not?” Hermione asked as she threw the jacket on the couch once she was downstairs.

“Because all the other guys will be after you.” Draco laughed.

Hermione blushed furiously, “Can we please just go. I want to get Cassie as quickly as possible.”

Draco nodded more seriously, “Of course.”

They walked out of their common room together. Draco’s arm about her waist. (A/N – More for protection…you’ll see why.)

“Oh I can’t find him!”

“I love that dress!”

“Oh where is she? That stupid girl!”

“Wait for me!”

“I lost my bag!”

“Hurry, we’re gonna be late!”

“Wow, you’re stunning!”

The hall was a shambles. People scurrying everywhere, trying to get through crowds without getting hurt. Lost people etc.

“Geez, it’s like we just walked into a war!” Hermione muttered in disbelief.

“Let’s go, before your beautiful dress gets wrecked.” Draco yelled as led her off in another direction.

It took them about fifteen minutes for them to get sown to the Entrance Hall. There waiting for them was Cassie, wearing a nice blue dress which sparkled with glitter everywhere.

“Wow, Cass! You’re a beauty!” Hermione cried happily as she went to hug her friend.

“You certainly have good taste.” Draco acknowledged with a nod.

“Hey thanks guys. I’m so happy you invited me.” Cassie smiled brightly.

“No problem Cassie.” Hermione let go of her, to put an arm about Draco.

“Well if you’d kindly show me to the hall, I’ll leave you two to prepare.” Cassie smiled warmly.

“Just follow the hallway until you reach the crowd. They’ll lead you right.” Draco instructed with a cheerful grin. Tonight was going the best night of his life.

“Thanks guys. Well I’ll see you later.” She smiled, running off down the long hall, from where loud-excited voices were drifting.

“My lady.” Draco faced his girl, bowing deeply, holding out his hand.

“Good Sir.” Hermione curtsied, taking hold of his outstretched hand. She looked up at his face and smiled happily.

They walked at snail pace down the hall, chatting about their excitement and thing like that.

The hall was just about empty. Only a few late comers and die-hard make up fanatics were running about.

Looking down to his watch, Draco raised his eyebrows.

“Five minutes ‘till show time. You ready?”

Hermione drew in a deep breath, exhaling loudly. “Oh I’ll never be ready. But as long as you’re here by my side, I’ll be right.” Hermione smiled nervously at him.

Draco laughed, “I’m not going anywhere too soon.”

But Hermione did not get a chance to respond. Draco quickly pulled her infront of the closed doors to the Great Hall.

“What the?” Hermione managed to say before, Draco linked his arms with her own.

“Three, two, one…” Draco counted down softly before the doors opened in front of them.

Draco and Hermione were stunned with what they saw.

Ice sculptures stood all around the room. Soft silvery smoke drifted across the floor like clouds. Sparkling glitter falling endlessly upon the people standing. Every living person was on their feet applauding them. Including, to Hermione’s relief, Ron and Harry.

‘Walk.’ Draco instructed her through his mind. With a slight nod, Hermione took a shaky step forward.

The students and teachers continued to clap until they were seated at the main table.

It was then that Hermione noticed that every eye was upon her.

Nervously she bethought Draco, ‘Why are they all looking at me?’

Draco stifled a laugh, ‘You’re the hostess Herms. Get a move on.’

Hermione shot Draco an angry glare, ‘Don’t call me that.’

She stood smiling, ‘Welcome everyone to this years Enchanted Ball!” she paused to allow for the loud applause and cheering that filling the room.

Once the crowd calmed down she spoke again, “Following this marvelous feast, which has been provided kindly by Hogwarts’ House Elves…” Hermione saw Harry and Ron roll their eyes, “The Head Boy and I will open the dance floor. I hope you all have a fantastic evening.” She sat down, whereupon the food appeared.

“Beautiful speech.” Draco remarked as he began o pile food upon his plate.

Hermione sighed, “No thanks to you.”

Draco shrugged, “I’m no good at public speaking.”

Hermione laughed briefly before realizing that he was actually serious. “Then why on earth are you Head Boy?” Hermione raised her eyebrows.

Draco munched on his chicken fillet, “It’s not like I chose it!”

Hermione grinned evily, “Well let’s just inform Dumbledore of your ideas. I’ sure Harry can fill in for you.”

Draco flinched, “Over my dead body!”

Hermione laughed happily, taking up a goblet of pumpkin juice and lifting it to her mouth.

Once their rather filling meal was over and all the silver dishes and goblets were back to their sparkly selves, Draco and Hermione stood.

Applause was scattered across the room, a few whistles and shouts of enthusiasm were heard.

Draco took Hermione by the hand and led her to the middle of the dance floor.

“You look like an angel.” Draco whispered as he put an arm across her waist.

“And you look like a devil.” Hermione whispered back nastily. Her excited grin, giving her away.

The song began to play and they began to dance slowly.

People ask if I'm in love with you
Because I'm sitting here with your picture
And smiling to myself
I'm kinda lost in my own thoughts of you
My heart speaks before my mind thinks through
And I blush as I say yes

His eyes were firmly on her own. They saw no others. They heard nothing but the song. They didn’t notice that every single eyeball was upon them, staring unblinkedly.

What a feeling of vulnerability coming over me
And I'm feeling weak and I can't speak
Never thought I'd give in so willingly to a human being
With abilities to set me free
Free, make me be me
Makes me want to say

Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
We were meant to be
But the best quality thats hookin' me
Is that you're loving me for me
Is that you're loving me for me

People ask why I'm in love with you
Well, let me start by saying
You got my heart by just being who you are
And what we got is between me and you
It doesn't matter about the money I make
Or what I do, or that I'm a, huh, a star

Hermione let a little smile grace her lips, ‘I can’t imagine a life without you. What on earth did I do these past six years?’

Unconditionally you're there for me
Undeniably you inspire me, spiritually, so sweet
This is meaningful, is incredible, pleasurable, unforgettable
The way I feel, so sweet
Makes me want to say

Draco smiled, “You hung out with your friends, got better marks than anyone else and saved the world every year.”

Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
We were meant to be
But the best quality thats hookin' me
Is that you're loving me for me
Is that you're loving me for me

Hermione bethought him back, “What did you do?” she grinned.

Its so amazing how something so sweet
Has come and rearranged my life
I've been kissed by destiny
Oh, heaven came and saved me
An angel was placed at my feet
This isn't ordinary, he's loving me for me

Draco’s smile vanished, ‘I? I was led on the wrong path. I made friends with baboons. My evil father beat me to a pulp. I teroised people who gave a damn about their friends And worst of all…I hurt you.’

Hermione’s eyes began to water as they waltzed about the dance floor. Glitter covering their heads as it continues to fall. The candlelight giving them a view of where they were going. The blue white spotlight, illuminating them.

Stripped of all make up, no need for fancy clothes
No cover ups, push ups
With him, I dont have to put on a show
He loves every freckle, every curve, every inch of my skin
Fulfilling me entirely, taking all of me in
He's real,he's honest, he's loving me for me

“Forgive yourself Draco. I already have.” Hermione replied simply.

Draco’s eyes filled with tears of regret, “That…will never happen. My life has been a waste…well until this year. My father shall pay for that, you need not worry.”

Hermione nearly slipped but Draco caught her quickly. He made it look like it was part of their dance routine.

There were a few laughs but the love-struck teens didn’t notice a thing.

“Your father shall pay, my love, but you will not be the one to administer the punishment.” Hermione told him, her eyes blazing with fear and love.

As the song finished more couples walked onto the dance floor for the next song.

The spotlight was moved elsewhere and Draco and Hermione left the dance floor.

“We’ll go back later. I need to do something.” Draco told her as she opened her mouth to complain.

She followed him in silence, her curiosity getting the better of her.

“Why on earth are we going outdoors?” Hermione asked him playfully, hoping to get an answer out of him.

Draco grinned as he looked to her, “just wait and see.” He winked at her as she became disgruntled once again.

The garden was just as spectacular as the Great Hall. The ice sculptures and rose bushes filled the dreary castle gardens with love and peace.

Leading her further and further into the garden, he finally sat her down on a bench.

“This is really important Hermione, I need you to pay special attention to what I’m about to say.” He was dead serious.

“What is it?” Hermione asked fearfully. She had never seen him as serious as he was at the moment.

Draco grinned, “Nah, it’s not that important, well… it depends on how you take it. It’s not bad…well I don’t think it is…”

Hermione rolled her eyes, “Talk properly and explain what you’re trying to say or I’ll leave.”

Draco shrugged, “Fine.”

He stood up, put his hand into a pocket in his trousers and moved in front of Hermione.

She looked up at him, her large brown eyes, open wide with anticipation.

He knelt before her, pulling out a small box and smiling broadly.

He opened the box, presenting a large diamond ring to his girlfriend. It glittered in the moonlight like the sculptures around them.

“Hermione Granger. Will you give me the honour of becoming my wife for ever and ever?”

Hermione began to cry openly, “Oh my God.” She mumbled through her tears.

Draco grinned, it seemed like she was happy, even if she was crying.

She moved off the bench, sitting beside the man she had nearly lost everything for.

“Yes.” She laughed and sobbed at the same time.

Draco kissed her long and passionately, sliding the ring onto her marriage finger. It fit perfectly.

The box was left on the ground beside them. Draco placed his arms about his new fiancée and laid her down on the ground. His lips were still firmly pressed to her own.

“Miss Granger! Mr Malfoy.” Cried a loud, oily voice from not too far away.

They sat up aprubtly, startled by the voice that definitely belonged to Snape.

Helping Hermione up, they were standing before their Potions Master found them.

“Your guests are wondering where you are. Surely it is much too early to be retiring on this fine night?” he said, his lip curling as he looked from one head to the other. His dark eyes, flickering from Hermione to her the large noticeable ring on her finger.

“Well run along before I have to drag you.” Snape half yelled.

They quickly ran past him and out of the garden.

Just as they re-entered the castle, Draco nearly cried out.

“Oh no, I left the box there. He’ll surely find out!” Draco whispered urgently.

Hermione was far too happy to worry about what Snape would think. “He knows Draco. He saw the ring.”

Draco tried to continue but he noticed out of the corner of his eye, Cassie dancing with Harry.

“I think Potter’s taken a liking to your friend.” Draco remarked with a sly grin.

“What!” Hermione cried, glancing to here Draco pointed.

“Oh well. Good luck to them. Come on lets dance please?” Hermione begged him.

Because of his good mood, he was easy prey. “Let’s go them Miss- Ballerina.”

Draco smiled, rushing off with her to the dance floor.

The next song was a little faster than the first they had danced to. But they were able to keep up.

“Granger, love the ring.” Remarked Justin Finch- Fletchey, his arms entwined with Ginny Weasleys.

Ginny’s eyes narrowed, “Congratulations.” She lifted her eyebrows.

Justin laughed, “So it would seem.”

Draco and Hermione exchanged nervous looks. So they knew, meaning the whole school would know in a matter of minutes.

“Maybe I should have given that to you after we graduated?” Draco asked her.

Hermione smiled, “And miss the chance to show off? Never!”

Draco laughed, his spirits were raised once again.

Taking a seat when Evanescence, Bring Me to Life came on, poured them drinks.

“Hey Look! There’s Hannah from Hufflepuff with…ew! Crabbe!” Hermione shrieked.

“What was she thinking when she agreed to go with that boulder?” Draco couched over his drink.

Hermione shrugged, something else had caught her attention. It was Ron. He was sitting on his table, his eyes firmly fixed on her.

Draco followed her line of sight and anger began to brew within him.

“Why is he looking at you like that?” Draco half asked, half accused.

Hermione shook her head, “I…don’t know. He’s still pissed at me I think.” Draco took another sip of his butter beer.

“Stupid bastard needs to get over his fantasies.”

Hermione sighed, “I’m going over to speak with him.”

Draco nearly choked, “What!”

Hermione smiled patting his hand briefly. “I’ll be safe, he’s my friend.”

Draco sighed, “Hermione…fine! But I’ll be watching.”

Hermione shrugged. “Whatever.”

She got up and quickly made her way to her friends table. Taking a seat next to him, he still didn’t say a word. “Hey Ron.” Hermione said as friendly as she knew possible.

Just then Harry and Cassie, came and took a seat next to her.

“You’re marrying a Slytherin?” Ron asked in a shaky voice, ready to break at any minute.

Hermione gulped, “Yes.”

The look on Ron’s face said nothing but one scary thing.


(A/N – HEY EVERYONE! Oh I’m sooooo sooo soo sorry it took so long! Hope you all like it. Well g2g start the next chapie. Bye bye! Oh and anyone who can make a banner for me, can you please review me and tell me? Thanks. Oh and everyone else review and tell me wat u thought. Luv u all lotz n lotz ...Luv S4H)

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