Hermione was staring at herself in the mirror, wondering who was staring back at her. She thought she looked like a slut. But in truth, she looked like an elegant goddess.
Ps this is her dress ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜Nobody had seen her, apart from her glam team, who were now staring at her in shock. Draco was sitting downstairs, not expecting her to be at all dressed up, and he was holding a glass of scotch. Hermione elegantly, but self consciously, walked down the long, spiralling stairs of Malfoy manor. Draco turned, and it was then when he saw her. Everything stopped, it was like the silence was deafening, until the loud smash of when he dropped his glass, his face showing his emotions clearly. Although Hermione was never that good at reading signals. She was hurt, as she thought Draco thought she was as ugly , until Draco swooped her up in a massive hug, resulting in a massive struggle from Hermione.
At the ball, the press were all focused on Ron and Jessica, Jessica looked like she was desperately trying to outdo Hermione, Pretty, but so skittle like she was using Her ability of seduction to the utmost advantage, and then, a gold carriage could be seen, with horses as white as snow, and a gold elegant heel, stepped into the pavement, followed by the most beautiful girl anyone could imagine, and then a fantasy of all girls, wearing a jet black suit, with a sleek gold tie. Everyone was blinded as the paparazzis cameras made rapid, never-ending clicks. But they were in a world of their own.
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General FictionHermione Granger is hopelessly in love with her fiancé Ron Weasley, but on their meant to be wedding day, Hermione discovers Ron doing not so pleasant things...