A Malfoy and a Mudblood Chapter 9 - HOTNLulu

Why did I agree to this? Hermione inwardly groaned as Ginny looked around at the clothes, taking five off their racks per second.

“Ooh, look at this!” Ginny exclaimed in excitement. She pulled a turquoise crop top off the rack. “How cute is it?”

Quite, Hermione thought, but she didn’t say it out loud. It would only spur Ginny on.

“Oh, and this would go so well with it!” Ginny pulled out a short pleated black skater skirt.

“And these heels!” Ginny took some nude heels off of the shoe shelf.

Hermione rolled her eyes. Ginny really did love shopping way too much.

Ginny pushed the garments into Hermione’s arms.

“Go change,” she demanded.

Hermione protested a bit, but Ginny would not back down, so she grudgingly took the clothes and went into the changing rooms.

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“‘Mione you look amazing!”

“No, I don’t, Gin. I look like some desperate lovesick fool.”

“Exactly! That’s what we’re aiming for, right?”

“Ugh, fine. We can buy it.”

“Yay!”

*Time skip*

By the end of the day, each girl had 4 shopping bags worth of clothes, shoes and accessories. Hermione was not only weighed down by her bags, but also exhaustion. Ginny really did love shopping too much.

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Meanwhile, Harry was pacing in the boys dormitory. He’d promised Hermione not to tell anyone about her plan, but he’d seen the way Seamus and Dean had looked at her. They were distant, cold even, and Harry didn’t like that. She was a war heroine after all.

After another 20 minutes of pacing and muttering to himself, he came to the conclusion that he should ask Hermione if he could tell them. He wondered who else she had told. Ginny, for sure. Maybe Lavender and Parvati as they were her dorm-mates, but they were huge gossips. Anything as juicy as that and Harry would have heard of it two seconds after Hermione had finished telling them. Maybe Luna, or Neville as he was nice to Hermione. Then again, he always had been. But so had Dean and Seamus. Oh this was all so confusing. Harry glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was 9 p.m. He went out of the dorm and went to find Ron, Dean, Seamus and Neville.

*Time skip*

Hermione woke up to her alarm clock beeping like crazy. She slammed her fist onto it and stretched, yawning. The time was 8 o’clock. She pulled the curtains around her bed to the side and was met by Ginny’s eager face.

“Argh! Oh, it’s you GInny.”

“Hey ‘Mione!” Ginny again stuffed the turquoise top, black skirt and nude heels into Hermione’s chest. “This is what you’re wearing today!”

Hermione groaned, but got up and went to change and do her makeup. On second thought, Ginny would force eye shadow onto her drooping lids instead of herself. Ginny really was too stubborn.

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Hermione entered the great hall wearing those exact clothes and getting stared at. She could see girls she knew to be gossips whispering to their friends behind palms and boys gaping openly at her. Ron certainly was.

Ginny had given Hermione some nude lipstick and eye shadow that matched her heels, as well as strong eyeliner.

Ginny gently pushed Hermione towards the Slytherin table, and Hermione sighed. This was going to be a long breakfast.