29. Dark
Draco didn't know whose stupid idea this was, but he hated it. The whole of the fifth year was playing a game. This game meant that the whole of Hogwarts was pitch black, the students had to move around and hide in the dark while some students were 'it'. The stupidest part was that the students that were on had to kiss whoever they found to make them 'it'. The new person that was 'it' had to wait 60 seconds while the previous person disappeared before they could go looking for someone. Whoever got kissed had a lifeline though, if they managed to correctly guess who had kissed them in 3 guesses then that person stayed 'it'.
Draco wasn't very interested in the game; he was sneaking around near the kitchen trying to locate the portrait that granted him access. He wanted food so he was going to get it. He'd just got to the portrait when he heard a noise. Draco froze, he wasn't interested in the game but he didn't want the get caught. If he did, Draco hoped it was a girl. Not because he was homophobic or anything, his best friend was gay, he'd just kissed most of the girls in his year so it might make it easier for him to escape.
He moved, and must have made a noise because suddenly a feminine hand grabbed him and pulled him closer. Damn, Draco thought, At least she'd female so I have a chance at guessing. She smelled like cinnamon, not an unpleasant smell but unnerving all the same; he didn't know anyone that smelled of cinnamon, most girls smelled like flowers or something equally as feminine.
As the lips pressed on his he melted easily into them, this just felt right to him. This definitely wasn't someone he'd kissed before; none of them had been this good. All too soon the kiss had ended; it was his turn to guess now. He cursed the fact he wasn't allowed to ask for their house first to make it easier.
"Erm… Daphne?" Draco asked, fully aware that it wasn't her. He'd never kissed her but being in the same house he knew she didn't smell like cinnamon.
"Nope," The girl responded. Draco was sure he'd heard that voice before. He knew it wasn't one of his house mates.
"Okay, one of the Patils?" He asked, he knew this was technically cheating but he didn't care.
"Technically you're not allowed to say that," the voice responded, in a very bossy manner, "but as I'm not either I'll let you off this once"
A sudden chill came over Draco as he realised who that voice belonged to. He mentally cursed himself for not realising sooner, and for enjoying the kiss, his mind chipped in.
"Oh Merlin, please don't let it be. G…Granger?" Draco asked, sounding horrified and accidentally letting his trademark drawl into his voice. He heard her gasp as she realised who it was.
"Oh Merlin," She squeaked, "I was so hoping to stop being on"
This made Draco's stomach drop. He'd just kissed Granger and enjoyed it. Draco couldn't decide if this was the best or worst day of his life. He decided to make light of the situation.
"Well," He smirked, "You're not a bad kisser for a mudblood. At least the next person will enjoy it," He regretted saying those words as soon as they were out of his mouth, and all too soon he felt the sharp sting of her hand on his cheek that he'd expected.
"Hey, that was a compliment!" Draco almost yelled, sounding hurt. He was glad it was dark so that she couldn't see the genuine expression of regret cross his face.
"Oh, I apologise that calling me a mudblood made me upset!" Hermione retorted, "Have fun 'hiding' again," she finished before storming back off into the castle.
AN: This was really fun to write. That game was totally made up, I've never played anything like it. It does sound like a really fun thing to do though and I wish I had played it. It would be especially fun drunk at a party I think. Maybe I could make everyone play something like that at my next party...
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