Met You By Chance

By Wendoodle

Draco took another sip of his beer as he eyed the leggy brunette while she danced with yet another man. "Sooner or later she is going to run into a guy, who won't let her leave him," Draco thought.

He first noticed her when he saw her drink nearly 8 shots; she had been so drunk that she had nearly fallen off her stool 5 times. After making sure she looked okay, he had continued to watch her for several minutes as she went through guys like a girl goes through clothes during a shopping spree. Every time she danced with a new guy, she would disappear for five minutes in the bathroom, leaving the guy wandering around aimlessly. And after five minutes, she would come out yet again with newly applied makeup on her face and a new hairstyle. She would then proceed to lure another man into her trap as she repeated her little game over and over again.

Draco smirked; this was her 6th time playing her little game. He tried to tear his eyes away from her but he felt compelled to stare at her some more. There was something about her, something that he couldn't quite place. Was it the fact that she was extraordinarily beautiful? No, he had his fair share of beautiful ladies; after all, he was one of the richest wizards alive, not to mention his dashing good looks. Was it the fact that she was so drunk? No, there were plenty of people here who were wasted after drinking so much. Then what was it? It was something, Draco felt as if he had it on the tip of his tongue, but he still couldn't place it.

"Do you want to like dance or something instead of just sitting there," a husky voice whispered in his ear. He spun around as he took in the sight before him. There was a 20 something women standing right before him, she had on the tightest and shortest dress ever made that left little to his imagination. On her face she had just the right amount of makeup that made her look like every man's fantasy. On a normal day, Draco would have flirted right back but he was too fascinated with the leggy brunette he had been watching.

"No, you look like a prostitute; seriously, do you have any sense of decency?" Draco stared at the girl as he watched her lips quiver and run back to her circle of friends. Her friends shot him dirty looks and began whispering to each other. "Stupid, skanky, girl," Draco thought as he turned back around.

After watching the brunette for another 10 minutes, he finally came up with a plan, a game that would rival hers. He was going to dance with her and not let her leave. Draco set down his now empty can of beer and sauntered over to the leggy brunette after she had just come out of the bathroom. He leaned close to her ear and whispered behind her, "Hey there sweetheart, you wanna dance?"

"Course I do," said the woman as she spun around to face him.

Suddenly it hit him, it wasn't her just her beauty, nor her attitude, nor anything else that had come to her mind. It was everything, something was familiar about her, but he wasn't sure just what. Draco stared into the woman's eyes trying to remember. Although the women's face was covered in makeup and was in a drunken stupor, he could still see the golden flecks in her caramel brown eyes. "Hermione," Draco suddenly thought, those eyes looked exactly alike as the eyes of the girl he used to dream about and spend with all day.

Tentatively, Draco asked the woman, "Does your name happen to be Hermione?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

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