A/N: This is my set of drabbles for the DMHG Challenge over on LiveJournal. Each month we are given a prompt word, and all submissions must be Dramione-centric and exactly 100 words.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe or franchise nor do I make any money off of these.
April 2014 Prompt: "Paris"
Title: A Drunken Truth
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none. I won second place!
"Whoohoo!" Draco yelled, as he stumbled through the crowds at Spirits, a magical dance and cocktail bar. "Come on, Granger. Live it up with me!"
"You're mental," she said, "and clearly way too drunk."
"Fine," he said, turning, confiscating the nearest other girl, and grinding his hips.
Hermione grabbed him and dragged him out of there. "Get a hold of yourself. You're acting like Paris Hilton, beg Morgana."
"Paris who?"
"Some Muggle rich kid who acts like she's the gods' gift to humanity."
"Ah, but I'm your gift," he said and kissed her.
At least on that she could agree.