I am so sorry this is kinda late. I have been quite sidetracked by the multi-chapter fic I am currently writing. But I hope @shitheade like it.
Pairing: Draco x Hermione
Summary: "MUGGLEBORN HEROINE CONFESSES LOVE TO FORMER DEATH EATER. (Kiss on E20)"
Word Count: 558
Ministry Parties
Draco Malfoy hated the bloody things.
He only came for two things and two things only. First, Hard liquor. Booze, loopy juice, poison...you name it. Second, this is a place where the bored elite women offer themselves for a shag.
With a glass in his left hand, a rakish smirk, and a predatory instinct, he would rove about until the evening fizzles out to nothing but the incentive to to work next morning.
The bar was empty by the time wizards and witches started dancing.
A feminine figure with the most alluring waist, flaring hips, and creamy neck was seated on one of the stools. A half empty bottle of Ogden's Firewhiskey beside her, eventually pouring some in her glass.
Not so empty, after all.
"Fancy a drinking game? Looks like you need it." He whispered, mere inches from her ear.
The woman turned her head and the most fiery brown eyes stared back at him. Knowing this woman, her stare turned steely seeing him.
"Just drinking. I don't want to play your stupid games, Malfoy."
Where's the fun in that? I see some things don't change."
Hermione Granger glared from the brim of her glass. Maybe it was the alcohol, but the image incited a twisted thought. Hot.
"What didn't change?" She growled.
"You still don't know how to have fun."
Draco expected a splash of stinging firewhiskey on his face.
She faced him, allowing him a view of her fantastic cleavage. Her face was so near his, he could see the fine spattering of freckles on the bridge of her nose.
"I'll show you how I have fun." She swigs her full glass of firewhiskey in one go.
His eyes popped. She defied all expectations.
And they were like madmen. Talking shit about their exes, comparing notes. Laughing their arses off.
At first it was an awkward game of 21 questions.
21 questions. Out of a whim, he guessed. Or the liquor was finally taking its toll.
"Okay, okay." Draco swayed slightly. "What was the most hated public display of affection Weasley did to you in public?"
She was silent.
"He kisses the back of my neck." Hermione pointed the spot. "It feels wrong. I mean...I feel like a fire hydrant getting peed by a dog."
Draco released a belly laugh; a laugh he hadn't had for a long time.
Maybe the alcohol possessed him, but he found himself brushing the hair away from the back of her neck and placing a tender kiss right on the spot.
Hermione shivered and gasped.
"I thought you don't like that?"
"I don't. This isn't exactly public."
They were suddenly face to face. Drunkenly face to face. "Maybe you liked the gesture, but not Weasley doing it to you."
She shrugged. "My turn. What was the most scariest thing a woman ever said to you?"
Draco's brow furrowed. He just went with the stereotypical. "I love you."
"I love you?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Men."
A mischievous glint twinkled in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked him in the eye. "I love you, Draco Malfoy."
The booze ruined her. What a beautiful mess she made.
A flash from a camera intruded their "fake" moment. The next morning the headline said, "MUGGLEBORN HEROINE CONFESSES LOVE TO FORMER DEATH EATER. (Kiss on E20)"
I’m feeling generous and creative today. @aru-dight at your service for writing dramione imagines, song fic requests, and fic requests. Reply or reblog your fancy. So what fic (oneshot) should I write?
