A costume party, Hermione, really?
I sighed inwardly. I was never going to be able to find him now.
My eyes scanned the room of dancing people, hidden behind masks and face paint. Where was he?
I felt cool arms wrap around my waist and a warm breath on my neck.
I smiled, closing my eyes briefly. "I thought I was supposed to find you," I said, turning around.
He pulled off his mask and grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I got bored."
He pulled me deeper into the mass of people, pressing his body close to mine as we swayed to the music. His breath was hot in my ear. "It's Halloween. Trick or treat, Harry."
My lips found his as I led him away from the dance floor. I grinned.
"The answer will always be treat, Draco."