"You took me to a lingerie store?" Hermione hissed looking around.

"No actually a sex shop." 

"What!" Hermione shrieked hysterically. "You idiot!" She said as she hit him on the shoulder.

"I'm kidding Granger. It's a clothing store that specializes in lingerie."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. Before she could say anything though, a woman came up to them, one that was a bit older with a mane of fine gray hair and a friendly smile.

"Draco?"

"Ah, Lisa, you look radiant this evening." Draco commented before kissing her cheek.

"Still a charmer I see."

Draco gave her a cheeky smile.

"Now who's the young lady with you?"

Draco turned to the side so that she could really see Hermione. "Lisa this is Hermione Granger. Granger this is an old friend of my mum's, Lisa."

"Oh my Hermione Granger. Is it really?" Lisa asked.

"Yep. We need new clothes for her. Obviously." Draco mouthed the last word so Hermione missed it.

"Oh hush boy." Lisa said then crossed the length to Hermione. "Hmmm." She said then took a large part of Hermione's baggy shirt and fisted it so that it clung to her. "32C correct?"

Hermione blushed bright red while Draco stared wide eyed.

"You have great potential to be quite beautiful young lady."

"Um thank you." Hermione said awkwardly. Once they were out of here she was going to murder Malfoy.

"So Draco what kinds of clothes do you have in mind?"

"Pajamas for one." Draco said looking at her outfit in disgust. Hermione crossed her arms and glared at him. "Some work clothes that will show her figure. Casual outfits too. Make sure there's a couple of sundresses. Also a few cocktail dresses. An evening gown too. And the frilliest, laciest lingerie you can find. Some decent ones too I guess." Draco said thoughtfully.

Hermione stood there with her mouth agape. "Draco Malfoy… you… I… you… I am not!" Hermione sputtered.

!

"Granger would you just come out already?" Draco yelled into the private dressing room as he sat on one of the lounge chairs.

"No!"

"Merlin woman it can't be that bad."

"I look like a …harlot!"

"Granger I don't think that's even remotely pos…" Draco stopped in mid sentence.

Hermione had flung the curtains open. "Who in their right minds would wear this to sleep?"

Draco didn't say anything. He couldn't help but stare at the exposed skin and there was a lot of it.

"Honey you don't wear that to sleep you wear that for other… purposes." Lisa said as she winked. "Here's some undergarments for you to try too." Then walked out again after placing the garments in Hermione's dressing room.

"Malfoy eyes up here!" Hermione said using the curtains to cover herself.

Draco was a little sad when his view was taken away.

"Dear Merlin. You're such a guy." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Thank you."

"Not a compliment." Hermione growled.

Draco just gave her his infuriating smirk.

Hermione groaned before closing the curtains. "I'm changing."

"Okay, but hand me the garment when you're done."

"Why so you  can see if it fits you?"

"Granger." Draco said making a face. "That's disgusting."

"If the shoe fits."

"What?" Draco asked confused.

"Nevermind, muggle saying." Hermione sighed as she opened the curtain again. This time she wore a fitted pencil skirt and a blouse. But the blouse's v-neck plunged a bit too much for her liking, showing more skin than Hermione liked or was comfortable with.

"Put you hair up." Draco said a bit dazed.

"What?"

"Granger just do it."

Hermione gave him a weird look but put her hair up in a bun nonetheless.

Draco immediately regretted telling her to do so. When he was at Hogwarts he used to imagine teachers and librarians that would jump on their desks and release their hair from the stiff up do's, shaking it to sexy windblown hair… at the moment Granger looked exactly like his dream librarian.

"Did you have a fetish for Professor McGonagall or something?"

"What no! Where'd you get that idea?" Draco asked repulsed.

"You're staring at me like a piece of meat and I currently look like McGonagall."

"If she looked like you do now, I would've paid a lot more attention during class." Draco murmured.

" A little louder please." Hermione said not hearing him. Thankfully.

!

After a few more outfits that Draco yayed or nayed Hermione was exhausted.

Draco didn't miss the yawn that Hermione tried to conceal as she modeled the long black dress that he dubbed the nun dress. He looked at his watch after he too yawned, it was a bit past midnight.

"Change back to those hideous sorry excuse for pajamas Granger. I've got to take you back home before you fall asleep on me."

"They are not hideous." Hermione defended tiredly.

"Grange they are."

Hermione threw her hands up into the air just giving up on the stupid fight.

Draco couldn't help but laugh at her.

!

"Lisa we'll be back again. She's really tired."

"I see. If I find things I will save them for you."

"Thank you Lisa." Draco kissed her cheek. "For now we'll take these six items." Draco handed her the night gown, the work outfit, a casual dress that even blew his mind, two pairs of lingerie he'd had to force her to show him, and a cocktail dress. "Can you also put a fireproof spell on them."

"You are so paranoid Malfoy."' Hermione rolled her eyes.

"No I just know you Granger."

Hermione didn't know what else to say so she stuck her tongue out at the blonde.

"Mature." Draco said leaning on the counter leisurely.

"Lisa if you would owl me the check, I'll-"

"Granger I already paid for them."

"What but how, I've only been gone like a couple of minutes."

"Each was ringed on Draco's store card the moment he approved of it." Lisa explained.

Hermione's jaw dropped. "You have a store card?"

!

The minute Hermione's head hit the pillow she was out.

However Draco had a hard time finding sleep. All sorts of thoughts ran through his mind. Sadie was prettier than Granger yes, but he couldn't see why Weasley would trade her for Granger. Granger was intelligent almost to a fault. Her witty come backs were much more enlightening than Sadie's gossip. To tell the truth this evening was more fun than any date he'd ever had with Sadie. Draco fell asleep smiling when he thought of what Weasley's face would look like when he was done giving Granger her makeover.

!

Hermione shot out of bed realizing that she'd overslept through her alarm clock. It was 6:20, she had less than thirty minutes to be ready. Quickly taking a shower she almost tripped getting out. It took her five minutes alone putting on her robe because she couldn't seem to even remember how to put it on. She brushed her teeth as she made herself a coffee and some toast. She then put on clothes that were the first she could find in her drawers. Just as she about to floo, there was a knock on her door.

Hermione groaned before answering, knowing she'd be late.

"I have to say that's a hideous outfit Granger."

"You don't have to say anything." Hermione snapped. "Look I'm about to be late so-"

"Granger it's Saturday."

Hermione blinked. "It's Saturday." She repeated, rather dazed.

"It's Saturday." Draco repeated steadily.

"Oh. So I got dressed for nothing." Hermione said looking down at herself.

"That's getting dressed?"

"Oh shut up Malfoy. What is your obsession with making fun of my clothes?"

"I'm trying to subtly tell you that you need to throw out your whole wardrobe except the clothes you just got yesterday."

"Subtle my butt." Hermione snorted.

"How lady like." Malfoy said dryly.

"I repeat, shut up Malfoy."

"I will once you put on the dress we bought yesterday."

"We? Don't you mean you forced me to try on and then you bought it?"

"Details." Malfoy waved his hand as he came in.

"If I say no what are you going to do?"

"You don't want to know Granger."

!

Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was gorgeous but was just a bit much for just going out. And it was not the kind of dress she'd ever worn before or even dreamed of wearing. It hugged her curves and that she honestly could care less for.

"Are you decent?"

"No!"

"I'm coiming in."

"Draco Malfoy!" Hermione shrieked.

"Darn you were lying. Should've known though."

Hermione scowled at him. "And what if I wasn't? Give me a reason not to hex you." Hermione whirled around to face him.

"I'm too handsome."

"Not good enough bud." Hermione said poking him in the chest.

"And we're going now." Draco said before she could do any harm by once again apparating them.

This time though Hermione was thankfully more prepared.

"This reminds me that I haven't murdered you for yesterday yet." Hermione said as soon as she felt the ground once again.

"Uh huh Granger. Now open your eyes."

"I'm not sure if I want to."

"You can walk around like an idiot if you like, doesn't really matter to me."

Hermione reluctantly opened her eyes. Pristine walls of marble white surrounded them. But then she noticed the sinks, chairs and such. She was at the hair dressers.

"E'llo Drahko." A thick accent came.

Hermione turned around to face the voice and almost wanted to swoon as soon as she saw him. Gorgeous blonde hair probably even finer than Malfoy's. Green eyes stared back, they were a warm green that reminded her of spring. The accent was even gorgeous, she guessed it was  one of Scandinavian descent. Which one though she was unsure. Either way he was one of the most handsome persons she had ever seen.

"Gustav this is your newest project." Draco said breaking Hermione away from her reverie.

"Ahh I see. Fal'o me."

"I'll follow you anywhere." Hermione accidentally whispered out loud.

Both guys stopped. Draco frowned while Gustav gave a merry laugh.

"E like hir already."

Hermione felt like swooning at his accent.

Draco noticed this and scowled. "Enough with the accent Gusty."

"But the lady likes it." Gustav said in a perfect English accent. Hermione blinked at the transformation.

Draco didn't answer.

"Ah possessive no?"