Chocolate Frog Card: (Bronze) Celestina Warbeck: Challenge: Incorporate a real musician or band into your story.
Gringotts: Hermione/Adrian [Hermione - Pairings], Abso-fucking-lutely, "How the hell did we get into this mess?", Pouring a glass of wine, Enemy, Perfect, Couple, "Look at you two. It's a perfect match!", Restaurant, Bottle of wine, Being fixed up on a date by friends [Sex and the City]
Ultimate Hermione Pairing Challenge: Hermione/Adrian Pucey
February Event: 3. (plot) Meeting a spouse/loved one for the first time, 11. (object) bouquet of flowers
Word Count: 777
"Ginny," Hermione attempted to argue. "I really don't think that this is a good idea."
"Nonsense," Ginny dismissed, not even bothering to look at her friend as she led her to the restaurant. "Here we are!" she exclaimed and Hermione stumbled slightly to avoid colliding into Ginny's back as she'd stopped so abruptly. "Sorry," she apologised, not sounding sorry in the slightest.
"Why are we here?" Hermione complained, pulling on the hem of her dress to try and make it seem longer. It didn't work how she wanted, since it only made her boobs pop out more.
"Because you're going on a date," Ginny replied absentmindedly. "Harry and I have had enough with your moping -"
"I don't mope!"
"- and decided that you need to get back out there. Like riding a broom once you fall off."
"I don't fall off brooms because I don't ride them in the first place," Hermione grumbled, glaring at the back of Ginny's head.
"Don't glare at me like that," she commented without turning around. Hermione's glare only deepened. Ginny was now the enemy. "There they are!" Hermione followed Ginny's pointed arm and her eyes widened at the perfect male specimen walking beside Harry.
"Hey Gin," Harry greeted, waving his hand slightly as they drew nearer. "Hermione," he said warily, noticing the look on her face as one of danger. "This is Adrian Pucey, and we're going now."
Harry tried to leave immediately but Ginny was gushing at the pair. "Look at you two. It's a perfect match!"
"Ginny," Harry hissed through gritted teeth, eyeing Hermione. "We have to go now." Ginny sighed, looking at the uncomfortable couple with a wistful look.
"Okay," she agreed eventually.
Hermione and Adrian stood outside of the restaurant for a few more moments, both standing there awkwardly and uncomfortably.
"How did we get in this mess?" Hermione sighed, tugging at her dress again. Adrian chuckled before realising that he was holding a bouquet of flowers that weren't for him.
"Here," he offered. "Beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl." Hermione blushed. "Well, we're both here and I know I'm hungry so why don't we at least eat the dinner that Potter is going to pay for."
"Harry's paying for our dinner?" Hermione asked curiously, her brow furrowing with confusion. Surely he would've mentioned that it was his treat. He loved letting people know that he was spoiling them.
"Ah. He doesn't know that yet," Adrian smirked. He pulled a small pouch out of his pocket. "This fell out of Potter's pocket. Imagine my surprise when he didn't notice and then as we carried on walking, I forgot to tell him."
Hermione eyed him curiously. "This was your plan from the beginning, wasn't it?"
"To have someone else pay for our first date?" he checked. "Of course. I'll tell him tomorrow and if he throws that much of a fuss, I'll pay him back. Now, come, let us dine." The two entered the building, and once giving Harry's name, were immediately shuffled to a secluded table. "Potter really did want to treat us," Adrian mused, looking around.
She didn't reply since the waiter had returned with their menus and Adrian immediately requested an expensive wine. Hermione wanted to protest but one look from Adrian silenced her. Served Harry right setting her up on a blind date.
"Thank you," Adrian thanked, accepting the bottle of wine from the waiter and opening it, pouring some wine in Hermione's glass for her to taste.
"Mmm," she moaned, her eyes closing in delight. "That is delightful."
"It is, isn't it?" Adrian agreed, pouring more wine into her glass before filling his own.
The whole date went smoothly and Hermione found herself thoroughly enjoying the time that she spent with the older Slytherin who had assisted in bullying her many a time. Tonight showed how far both of them had come and how many bridges they'd had to cross.
"I was wondering if you'd like to dance," Adrian asked as soon as the music started playing. Hermione took a quick glance to see Adele standing on a small platform, singing her songs with gentle tones to suit the ambience of the restaurant.
"Of course," Hermione agreed, accepting his offered hand and walking to the dancefloor where he held her close and they both swayed slowly to the beat.
"I've had a good time tonight, Hermione," he breathed in her ear. "I was wondering if you'd like to do this again some time."
"Abso-fucking-lutely," she sighed, her head resting on his shoulder. He was startled by her language and managed to bark out a loud laugh before getting himself under control.
"Brilliant," he murmured.
