Edit dec. 2015

This is just something I wrote because I felt like it. Nothing special. I hope there aren't to many mistakes in it. Enjoy. Leave me a review maybe? Things in Italics are Hermione's thoughts.

We're at our first wedding together. Actually the first wedding in our group of friends. It's gorgeous. I always thought Harry and Pansy would be the first to tighten the knot. I'm thrilled for them

It's all very Pansy: the little light pixies fluttering around, the floating candles, the orchestra (yes an orchestra, not a band, not some music group, a full orchestra).

I look to my left and see my Draco. God, he's handsome in his black tuxedo. I feel something tightening in my belly as I think of what I've planned for tonight. We've been together for almost 5 years. No one would've thought we would last that long. Then again no one would've believed we could fall in love either.

Anyway, I want to spice things up a bit. Our bedroom activities are good, very good if I'm honest. But I want to seduce him. And I plan on doing it tonight. He won't know what hit him.

The dress I'm wearing is really comfortable, it's a midnight blue backless cocktail dress I found in a muggle shop. I immediately fell in love with it. It's a tad sexier than what I usually would wear, but I know Draco would love the color on me. It's the color of dress I wore on our first date. My hair is swept up in a high and messy ponytail. You can't see the rubber band because a strand of hair is twisted around it.

Draco and I are standing outside talking to Blaise. It's a beautiful night, stars are shining, and a very strong warming charm keeps us all warm. "They look gorgeous and so happy," I sigh, "I'm so happy Harry found someone after Ginny..." Ginny was one of the casualties of the war. It hit Harry like a train. I almost thought I would lose another friend because he didn't know how cope with her dead. Pansy saved him. And I will always be thankful to her. "I never thought Pansy would fall in love with Scarhead, let alone marry him," Draco answers. "Well, if I'm honest, I prefer Scarhead over Weasel, don't you?" Blaise jokes. Those Slytherine and Gryffonder names will always stay I guess. They changed meaning and became nicknames. Harry and Ron call Draco Ferret and Blaise Snake.

"I'm thirsty, want to go to the bar, Draco?" I ask innocently. Time to put my plan in to work. "Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes," I chant in my head. "Yeah, you want something Blaise?" he asks. "No, I'm fine, still got my fire whiskey."

"Yes, so far, so good!"

We start walking in the direction of the bar. On the left side of the bar is a little alcove I noticed earlier. I pull Draco in it, and push him against the wall. "I hope I didn't hurt him." Looking him in the eyes: "I have wanted to do this all night" and press my lips against his. I deepen the kiss and feel his hands on my bare back. I push my body closer to him and start kissing his jawline. "Can you please let your hair down," he moaned. Never stopping to kiss his neck, I take my wand and with a swish my hair tumbles down my back.

Draco immediately nestles his hands in my hair. I kiss the nape of his neck and undo his tie and a couple of buttons of his shirt. I pepper kisses over the top of his chest and his collarbones. I'm rewarded with a new moan. I feel him grow against me, and my panties are starting to get wet. "Time to stop Hermione, we just want to tease him." My lips leave his, and I notice his eyes have darkened. Keeping my eyes on his, I slowly take down my panties, hand them to him, turn around and leave.

I walk back to our table and Blaise after stopping at the bar getting 2 drinks. "Where's Draco?" he asks. "Oh, he needed a minute." I answer vaguely.