Chapter 28: Party On My Mind
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Draco had never produced a patronus. He wasn't happy enough. Amongst the Death Eaters, it wasn't a problem. Neither of them could produce one either. But, here, on the other side of war, all of them, apart from him could, could produce a patronus. Funnily enough, Harry Potter had been their teacher. Once, one of his death eater friends had tried to produce a patronus as a dare. Maggots emerging from the wand had consumed most of him before anybody could react. He was alive but with less body parts he would have liked. Draco remembered it quite vividly and so he himself had no desire to try. He mused about when he would get married and would be required to produce a patronus. But then what of other death eaters at their wedding? It all seemed quite complicated.
'Whatchu starinh hat Ferret?' Ron slurred.
In his trance Draco hadn't realise that he was looking at a spot on Ron for a while. He shook his head at him and took a swing of his drink in hand. It was Harry's bachelor party and he still couldn't fathom why he had been invited. It was nice, however, to be out of the house for once; to be amongst people his age. He was sitting next to Neville Longbottom who had long since forgiven him for his behaviour. He was grateful.
They were in sort of Wizarding pub which was themed Quidditch. There were drinks and strippers and fantasy Quidditch. They had played for a while; forgotten that they were grown men and once arch enemies. For that moment they had only been players who loved the game. Now, they were sitting around too drunk to care. Except Draco, who seemed to handle is drinks better than the others.
'Soooww Malfoii, how dichit feel to looooosee' asked drunken Harry.
Malfoy just rolled his eyes in response. 'If you can't handle your drink Potter, don't drink' he suggested
'Oh Loosen up you!' Neville advised him and he nodded in response, taking another swing. The drink scorched his throat. He wondered what Hermione was doing. 'Wait, did I really just think that?' He unknowingly blushed. Seemingly the drink was getting to him; he could no longer control his feelings.
The others noticed. 'Aw eenniee weenie ferret is blushing. Whazzup? Who'z the ladyy ferret?' Dean questioned him.
'None of your business, Dean' but of course friends of Harry were not known to mind their own businesses...ever. So they continued to pester him and he continued to oblige them with his stare and insults. They just wouldn't stand down.
'Malfoy and his love, sitting on a tre-' Ron started making a kissing face. If Ron had any idea who Malfoy had thought of when he blushed, he would have killed him.
'I wonder what Ginny is doing…' Wonder boy, Harry wondered aloud.
'Oh yuss, we should go seee' Neville said, 'Maybe I can finally tell Hannah how I feel.' He added as an afterthought.
Draco knew another person who couldn't control his feelings. He smirked at Neville. 'Ickle Nevikins also in love?'
George laughed. The conversation continued and soon the drunken group proceeded to crash the bachelorette party.
Hermione laughed as she noticed Luna's moves. Luna grinned back.
'This is so fun!' She yelled over to Ginny opposite her.
The music was really loud. 'I told you Hermione. Thank god you had those drinks. Look at you now! So freeee', then she twirled, 'We'll do this again at your bachelorette!' Hermione gave Ginny a horrified look. She couldn't tell what horrified Hermione the most: the thought of them coming clubbing or her wedding. 'Fine then, at Luna's wedding!'
Luna didn't hear them as they laughed pleasantly at the thought. She was going strong with a man called Rolf Scamander. Pleasant fellow. Luna jerked forward and Parvati joined her in the ridiculous step. Soon the whole bachelorette party (a.n: as in group not celebration) was doing the step and giggling- including Hermione, Ginny, Padma, Parvati, Angelina, Gabrielle, Lavender, Fleur, Hannah, Opha and Aadella, and a couple of other girls from Ginny's team . They were in a club, in the Muggle Street of Diagon Alley. Clubbing was a muggle concept and it was relatively new to the Wizarding population but they had taken to it like a moth to a flame.
A blonde boy approached Hermione and he reminded her slightly of Draco. They'd been here a while and she had a couple of drinks, so forgoing all her inhibitions she raised her hands and danced with the man as he came close to her. He wasn't dancing, merely smirking at her inebriated state. She started hard, blinking to clear her vision, still moving her body as sexily as she could manage. She slowed her vision was clearing. 'Oh' she managed as she jerked her head straight. It was Draco Malfoy. She looked around to find that Harry, George, Neville, Ron and the rest of the Bachelor party had joined them. She blushed slightly at being caught doing the sexy dance with technically her boss.
A tray floated by and Draco grabbed two drinks and offered her one, raising an eyebrow as if challenging her to drink. She took it, gulping it down. He did the same with his own. Soon they were competing at who could have more drinks. Hermione was on her fourth when she put it down halfway, admitting defeat. Draco finished his fifth and raised his hands and bowed. He was laughing, and smiling as if he had won an award. She opened her mouth to say something, suddenly clamping it shut and fleeing the scene. Draco saw her demeanor change and followed her to where he saw her duck into the washroom. He entered to find her bent over the sink. He walked over to her and rubbed circles in back, helping her hold her hair out of the way.
When she was done and washed up she stared up at him and said, 'It's a girl's washroom Draco!'
His heart fluttered when she said his name. 'So?' He added nonchalantly, wrapping his hands on her waist and guiding her out, 'Let's get you home Hermione. You have work to do tomorrow.' She nodded. They bid goodbye to those who chose to stay. However, like them, most people called it a night including the bride and groom. Draco then took her home.
