Infinite (dramione) // HIATUS //

10

Hermione slept throughout most of the day during the next week. Yes, she did have work and a job at the ministry aswell, and Hermione attended work. She had all the time in the world now that the minister was working at France for a while with his French assistant.

It was a hectic week for her, even when she has had more drama in her life that a average person her age. She helped Draco conjure a potion for his mother using her intelligence.

Hermione hadn't had the best impression of Narcissa when she'd first met her. Now that Hermione was older, she realized every person has a stage in life they regret. 

Draco had left with the potion as soon as Hermione was done with it. She'd received a owl from him a few days after his departure exclaiming that his mother was doing fine and was back on her feet again.

Narcissa, wanting to thank Hermione for her help and support, had wanted to set up a personally meeting with the woman.

Fortunately got Nacissa, the particular week was the Met Gala. A tribute to the dead and a celebration for the survivors and heroes.

Hermione sat on her bumpy bed, her feet folded under her. She sat in her shorts and tank top as she stared at a fuming Tessa goes through her wardrobe. Every ten seconds the girl growled at Hermione lack of 'girly' clothes.

"You call these dresses?" Tessa asked disgustedly holding up a dress with thick straps, it was shaded in a dark shade of red and probably reached down till Hermione's knees.

"Well. . .yes, I suppose" Hermione defended suddenly self conscious.

"Hermione. . ." Tessa groaned sitting back, exhausted. Tendrils from her red hair came lose from the messy bun she'd worn. They framed her face perfectly, bring out the blue in her eyes and defined her face in a much more sharp angle.

"Tessie, we have a few hours left!" Hermione shook her head lazily. She got up from her spot on her bed and grabbed Tessa's arm. Tessa frowned when Hermione began to drag her towards her bedroom.

Hermione swung the grand doors of Tessa's wardrobe and pulled out a red dress. Tessa's mouth was set ajar as she stared at it in amazement. Slowly, she ran her hands along the silk fabric of the delicate dress.

"Oh dear Merlin. . ." Tessa trailed off, her eyes growing wide as she inspected the dress top to bottom. She even sniffed it to make sure it was real. "I've never seen this dress before!"

"I know" Hermione smirked casually. Blaise was a perfect gentleman. He had delivered the box to Hermione a week ago and told her to surprise Tessa with it.

Hermmy!

Make sure Tess wears it. I hope you enjoy what you see!

I will be very disappointed if you don't, I spent a lot of money on those dresses.

I am Batman, Draco is my Robin(he's the sidekick, right?),

Blaise Zabini

The note itself was hilarious. But Hermione hadn't understood the part where 'dresses' was included. The delivered box only had one dress. Only one.

"I'm not going to point out the fact you know something because of this dress. Consider yourself warned." Tessa glared at Hermione playfully. She flicked her hair, dramatically, and walked towards the bath room with the dress. Hermione patiently waited till Tessa came back to seen she'd forgotten her shoes.

"Oh and by the-" Tessa stopped midway when she say Hermione, "You were expecting that weren't you?"

"I was," Hermione chuckled. Blushing, Tessa grabbed the shoes from the box and kept them near her bed.