Hey Ya'll! I'm Back! Its Been Soooo Long. Well, I'm Not Going To Start Any Long Stories Until After My Exams Cause I'm Just A Poor Freshman Who's Stressing Major-ly. Ha-ha. But I Think Some Short Ones Would Be Good. Here Goes Nothing.
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"When will these stupid girls shut the hell up and let me get some rest?? Hopefully soon." Hermione thought to herself. It was almost 2 in the morning, but she couldn't sleep over the recessant chattering of her roommates Lavender and Parvati. She had become so frustrated with her friends from one time, she still talked to them nonetheless…but there were days she felt like strangling them.
"Hermy! Don't go to sleep! Come down to the common room and drink some fire whiskey with us and some guys!" Parvati screeched.
"Parvati!" Lavender warned. "Do you have to yell out so the whole bloody school will hear?? But seriously, Hermione, Come down with us! Please!"
"Oh…" Hermione pursed. "I don't think so…"
"You must!! We haven't spent hardly any time together since we came back from the summer holidays! Harry and Ron are coming!"
"We've only been back from holidays a week and a half." Hermione signed. "But I guess I will…"
"Great!" Parvati squealed as she pulled Hermione out of bed and downstairs.
Hermione noticed the common room looked deserted. There wasn't a soul to be seen anywhere.
"I thought you said Harry and Ron were coming…" She questioned.
"Oh…We have to use an invisibility cloak. We're going to the Slytherin common room." Lavender whispered.
"What?? Slytherin?? I don't want to go anymore! What if Malfoy's there?" She practically screamed.
"Hermione! You have to whisper!! Of course Malfoy's going to be there. Who do you think bought the fire whiskey??"
"Well do you really think Malfoy is going to want a 'mud blood' drinking all of his fire whiskey? He'll probably find some way to prove I drank and tell Dumbledore I stole it or something!"
"Well then we'll just make sure that you and Malfoy would stay in the same picture, won't we?" Lavender said.
"I don't know…I'll still go. But I'd bet a galleon that he makes some comment or tries to not include me!" Hermione whined.
"Don't worry." Parvati whispered. "Let's go."
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They arrived in the room to see Harry, Ron, Malfoy, and two other Slytherins that Hermione knew by sight only. She still found it hard to believe that Harry and Malfoy had come to a truce. The main part of it was, after the war, they both found what a strong liking to drinking the other had. And Ron and Hermione were expect to follow suit and become his friend as well.
"Why, Granger!" Malfoy remarked. "I didn't think that such a goody-goody would want to trek out in the night, breaking school rules, to come have a drink with good old Malfoy!" He smirked.
"Must you be so damn sarcastic about everything?" Hermione asked. "So, are we just going to sit here and drink? Is that the plan?"
"Well what fun would that be??" Ron asked. "Let's play truth or dare!"
"You're so childish Ron!" Lavender exclaimed, trying to be flirty, but just looking stupid. "What about strip poker??"
Ron blushed, while Harry and Malfoy just looked irritated. As if they were trying to teach slow kids how to do Algebra. Hermione just wanted to get the show on the road so she could go to sleep.
"You all go ahead." Malfoy stood. "I'm just going to fill me up a glass and go sit on a couch. In case anyone would like to join me." Harry rose as did Hermione and the other Slytherin guys.
"You are no fun." Parvati grumbled. "I guess its just us, then."
Ron smiled. As would any normal man in this situation. "I'll deal."
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Hermione looked. She was the only girl that didn't want to sit there and lose on purpose, just so you could take some clothes off for Ron. It would take too much fire whiskey for her to even begin to want to do that. On the other hand, Hermione hadn't always been quite the same as the other girls at Hogwarts. Most of them had started filling out and growing during their fourth and fifth years. But Hermione, always a late bloomer, had just found the 'woman' in her over the summer. Though she tried to be like a mature adult…she wanted some fun. But she began to want to look like one. She had found hips, breasts, just an hour glass figure to boot. She also tamed her wild hair and --
Malfoy broke her thoughts. "Care for a another?" She hadn't realized how quickly she drank her first two glasses of the delicious fire whiskey. She could hold her own to any man on any given day, and she knew it.
"Sure." She smiled, maybe if she tried being as flirty as Lavender and Parvati she could score something tonight. She didn't want sex, but some fun snogging wouldn't be too bad. "I don't think any of you all can keep up with me."
They all laughed. "I think we can, Hermione." Harry said. "But let's make a bet to make it fun." He grinned.
"Sounds good to me." One of the random Slytherins said, Hermione thought he was pretty cute. She wouldn't mind making out with this guy. The rest nodded in agreement.
"Sure." She smirked. "What do you have in mind?"
"You have to sleep with who ever keeps up with you the longest
for a week." Harry said while Hermione gave him a quizzical look. "Not sex…unless you want it. Just in the same bed, for over a week."
"But what if all of us last longer than her?" The other Slytherin, an ugly one, asked.
"Well, she'll give us each a week until we're all done obviously." Malfoy smirked though it was the easiest answer.
"But what if I win??" Hermione asked.
They all laughed. "I guess whatever you want." Harry said.
"Hmmm… The ones that lose have to sleep naked beside each other for a week." She laughed as she said it.
"Damn, Granger, You have changed a lot." Malfoy grinned. "I guess this year is going to be pretty interesting."
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Three hours and about four bottles later, only Harry, Malfoy, and Hermione remained. She felt fine, but she didn't think either of the others could make it much longer.
"Hey Granger!" Malfoy half-slurred. "When did you get so hot??"
"What?" She was taken back by this. "What do you mean?"
"Face it Hermione…" Harry garbled. "You're drop dead gorgeous."
"Well…Thanks. I don't know…It happened, I guess? I don't really think I look that good."
While she talked, Harry passed out. Malfoy grinned. "I guess its just me and you."
"Malfoy…" She began slowly. "Why did you hate me??" As she talked she poured another glass.
"Well…I guess I'm so smashed that I feel like telling the truth. I never really hated you." He sighed. "I know its hard to believe…But its true. My father had always taught me that people not born of wizard status, were bad. He taught me all those names I called you…"
"Mud blood." She whispered.
"Yeah…That. I'm sorry still." He sighed. "But anyway, I always thought you were…different. Not in a bad way…Just self-confident. And I liked that. There were even times that I thought…."
But he looked down and noticed that Hermione was asleep at the other end of the couch. Did I win?? He thought. I suppose so I'm the last one awake and I guess one more drink will make me win.
And with that…He took one last gulp and headed upstairs…
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Okay… I want to explain some things. I hope everyone reads this. I don't want this to turn into one of those extremely clichéd stories where Draco is suddenly good and its so unrealistic that its not funny. I already have him friends with the Golden Trio…Which is enough of a stretch for me. I will be brutally honest. I think this chapter is horrible. And I wouldn't be surprised if half the people reading it will think I'm a horrible writer and not read anything else by me. But I promise that not only this story but all my other writing will be better. If anyone read any of my fics under " Born2driveat16 '' You will remember I did some really good stuff. Also, I wanted an opening scene of them having a little fun with something because I haven't clearly decided where I want it to go. I have the main idea, just not the details. Anyway, please don't give up on me…I swear things will get better. Reviews??? I think any kind of suggestions / criticism would help at this point.
Loves Very Much…
Infateshands 2010