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It was a sort of tradition for couples to wear the same colors as each other during the gala. If a witch or wizard were single they'd wear a color changing item on them as they found a respective date. Hermione thought she was rather safe from this sort of idea with a dress in shades of dark green. Mimicking foliage. A rather large stem of embroided nightshade, a deadly plant, across her torso. However apparently by some sick deity, she was betting a Parkinson, (who had picked out her dress) Draco too wore all green. From the dark green of her hem for the majority of his suit. To the light greens of his shirt and tie. They looked a match and even, a small pin of nightshade was at his tie, with tiny little nightshade flowers for his cufflinks.
They looked like they matched. Everyone was staring, the prophet pictures snapped as Draco realized they were matching. Hermione was mortified as he tried to grab her elbow. She raised her hand up and having learned his lesson when she punched him he swiftly turned to her back. Another hand coming around to brace himself at her waist.
"What are you doing?" He hissed at her.
"Me? I'm wearing a dress." He hissed leaning forwards as she glowered at him.
"In MY colors." He whispered harshly. Hermione reflected that due to the snapping of pictures and curious eyes of guests it looked rather intimate. Considering this was Draco Malfoy, she rather didn't care if people thought he was dating a muggle witch.
"I didn't pick this out you know." She said quietly. He blinked and looked down away eyes wide.
"Pansy." He spat out. She nodded.
"Pansy picked this out too." He turned his face hidden by her hair as he snarled. For the outside world it looked intimate and like he was breathing in her smell. She felt his warm breath on the back of her neck as she flushed and firmly told herself to hex Pansy the next time she saw the witch.
"Damnit, dammit," Draco went on a quiet tirade. It could look like he was whispering quiet nothings as his hand tightened around her waist arm pulling her against him. "Damn her." He finished.
"Malfoy?" She questioned. He let put a breath and she could feel him shaking.
"I wanted to ask you to dance." He let out pained. Her heart raced in her chest. "Damn Pansy."
"I was going to give her a pimple hex the next time I saw her." Hermione replied. Draco chuckled and then blinked as he seemed to realize she wasn't pulling away, she wasn't slapping him. She wasn't screaming bloody murder. In fact she did like the idea of dancing with him now that she wasn't thinking about hoe much of an ass he was. Asking her to dance? She would have outright denied him; in this rather ridiculous situation however?
"I, well, firewhiskey then dance?" She asked. Draco perked his head up looking down at her as she avoided his eyes face feeling hot.
"Yes." He answered and she twisted in is arms both walking quickly to the bar to forget about a meddling witch. Hermione spotted Pansy looking smugger than Draco ever was and Hermione very quickly flashed her a very rude sign thankful that due to the press of bodies the Prophet couldn't flash pictures of it. Pansy only looked more smug.
Golden Girl and Golden Heir spotted in same outfit!
Screamed the Prophet headline. They were on the front page, Hermione groaned as she tried to push back the headache of just a tad too much liquor. Draco let out a breath and she laid back down tossing the rag down on the bed. Well, at least they didn't exactly have to lie? I mean they did just sleep together, an arm snaked around her pulling her more forcefully to him.
"Five more mintues." Draco mumbled into her hair.
"You said that twelve minutes ago." She told him and brushed her fingers through his hair as he rested his cheek against her chest. "Ugh, do you have a hang over potion." He huffed and looked up at her. "Fine, it can wait." She smiled bending her head down to kiss his forehead. It wasn't that bad of a headache anyways.
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