Firewhisky
Ginny stepped into the warmth of the club. She handed her jacket to the coat-man and descended the three or more steps into the main area of The Founders Four. On the wall to the left of the stairs there were booths where you could sit. The walls of the seated booths were high, and were covered with burgundy upholstery. On the wall opposite where the entrance stood there was a huge black marble bar. An assortment of round tables was in the right side of the room, with chairs clustered around them. In front of the stairs into the club was the dancefloor. Forty or so people were dancing to a 50 Cent song that was making the whooper speakers pulsate off the brackets they were stood in.
Ginny stood on the edge of the dancerfloor, feeling so proud of herself. She felt amazingly confident. She was dressed as Wonder Woman and she was amazed how good her legs looked in the gold hot pants Hermione picked out for her to complete the outfit. She felt so sexy. Ginny weaved her way between the dancing witches and wizards towards the bar. She sat in the only free bar stool and waited as a steaming Firewhisky was served to her. She took a sip and looked around.
Sat in one of the booths was Draco Malfoy dressed as Dracula. Pansy Parkinson was fussing over him and he looked rather bored with it. He caught Ginny staring at him and Ginny turned her head away when their eyes met, her face burning. In spite of herself she looked back to his direction. He was staring at her. Draco raised his eyebrows quickly and smiled. Ginny smiled back and then looked at the floor. He made her stupid more so than any other guy, except perhaps Harry.
"Hey, Gin,"
Ginny looked round quickly. She found her brother stood next to her and could not help but feel disappointed. Stupid of me to think that it would be Draco. He doesn't like me because I'm a 'blood traitor'. She quickly hitched a smile on her face, but she didn't need to. She looked at Ron, who evidently had come as Robin. "Hi Ron. I hope you realise that your pants are suppossed to be inside your trousers? And no trail of girls around you I see (!)"
"Ha ha. They've all gone for a toilet break. You're on your own and everything so I wondered if you'd like to dance?" Ron looked worried so she bought him a drink and told him to bugger off back to his girls who were milling around the entrance, each of them wearing lingerie and some form of animal ears.
The club was slowly emptying but Ginny had given up yet. She was in the girls' bathroom and heard the door open. She thought nothing of it so she carried on powdering her nose. She gasped. She had seen Draco's reflection in the mirror. He was stood behind her, a look of desire glimmering in his eyes.