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-CHAPTER 12-

"What the hell, I'm in. What club is this?"

"It's called The Snake."

-DRACO-

The club was hazy, but Draco couldn't smell any smoke. The unidentifiable music throbbed throughout the crowded club. People were dancing, drinking and all and all just enjoying themselves. He turned to Blaise.

"I'm going to get a drink; do you want anything, mate?" Draco shouted over the music.

"What?" Blaise shouted back

"Do you want a drink?"

"Hell yeah, mate!"

"Yeah? Your usual?"

Blaise just grinned and nodded.

Draco made his way over to the bar, pushing past the groups of dancing witches and wizards. After the war, he avoided crowded and loud places. They made him uneasy, but tonight, he decided that he was going to forget about it. The bartender acknowledged his presence, and Malfoy held up two fingers.

"Firewhisky, please."

Malfoy started a tab, and the bartender nodded and produced two glasses of the amber liquid, handing them across the bar.

He walked back over to the group and handed Blaise his drink. The two looked across the thrall of dancing witches and wizards and sipped their drinks.

"Are you going to ask one of them to dance?" Blaise yelled over the music

Draco chuckled "I'm not nearly plastered enough to do that yet."

"Well then, drink up, mate!"

Draco had eventually lost count of how many drinks the pair had ended up having. All he knew was it was a lot. His vision swam slightly, and he definitely couldn't ride a broom. It had been a while since he had been out and enjoyed himself. It felt nice.

-HERMIONE-

Hermione initially told herself she wouldn't have anything to drink. She wanted to stay sober and stay responsible tonight. Plus, she was a lightweight, so after a few drinks, the other would be carrying her home and holding her hair back as she vomited in an alleyway. But that entire plan had gone to shit when Ginny bought a round of Gigglewater. Hermione didn't even know they sold it outside of the wizarding United States.

Hermione initially didn't want to come out. She just wanted to sulk in her dorm room and read a book. Maybe take a bath. But no, she had just downed her 3rd shot of Gigglewater after being coerced by a very persuasive red-haired girl.

"Isn't this fun!" Ginny shouted as Hermione winced, and they slammed their now empty glasses on the bar.

"No," Hermione said bluntly.

Ginny was beginning to get tipsy, and Hermione knew how she got when she got drunk. She was a handful.

Ginny motioned to the bartender, "2 White Rat's, please."

"Gin, no! I don't like whiskey, and I don't like drinking!"

"Then, you clearly haven't had enough yet."

"What is the point of this little endeavor? What are you trying to accomplish?"

"I want YOU to stop moping! Sure, life is shit at the moment, but look at the bright side, you get to marry-"

"Forced. I'm being forced by the government to marry," Hermione interrupted her

Ginny ignored her, "you get to marry the richest man in all of the wizarding world! Think of all the books you could buy! And that the house is so big, you can just hide so he can never find you!"

Hermione looked at her as if she had gone mad. "You missed the part where I am being forced to reproduce with him."

Ginny looked at her as if she was having a hard time focusing on her face. "The man is attractive! And you know how you reproduce?" Ginny looked around and put her hand to the side of her mouth as if not to be overheard and loudly whispered, "Sex!"

"Ginevra Weasley!"

"What!"

Hermione shook her head, "You, my friend, need to drink some water."

-DRACO-

He was beginning to feel the alcohol taking full effect. His arms felt like lead, but he felt weightless at the same time. He and Blaise had found a table in the corner in the club and were finishing their drinks. Draco couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Blaise asked

"Granger, I can't stop thinking about her. And I don't know why. She makes me so angry sometimes, and I can't figure her out."

"Mate, a woman like that is not to be figured out. New rule, no talking or thinking about Granger whatsoever tonight. We are in a club full of witches, and we don't need to dwell on it."

"We are also engaged men."

"Not by choice, so it doesn't really count. Something also tells me she isn't going to mind at all."

Draco only shrugged in response. He did have a point; there was no reason not to enjoy guys night. Blaise made his way to the dance floor, giving Draco a devilish grin. Draco laughed and followed him. He stopped, out of the corner of his eye, he could've sworn he'd seen a flash of that damn trademark Weasley red hair. No one was there when he turned, so he mentally blamed it on the alcohol.

-HERMIONE-

Ginny spun her around on the dance floor. She had finally, after much convincing, took a few more shots with Ginny. She was feeling it. She forgot about him about the law, everything. She enjoyed this feeling.

"Isn't this fun!" Ginny shouted over the music.

Hermione only grinned in response. After a few more songs, she looked over towards her best friend.

"I'm going to get another drink; do you want anything?"

"Gin and tonic?"

Hermione nodded and squeezed her way through the crowd until she was at the bar. She ordered her drinks, but as she turned around, she bumped into someone, spilling her drinks.

"Oh Godric! I am so sor-"

She looked up into the silver eyes of the Slytherin Prince himself. His hair was messy, but in a dapper sort of way opposed to a lazy one. His white shirt was rolled up to his elbows, and the front was slightly wrinkled, and his collar was crooked. He reminded her of some sort of rich American frat boy.

"Malfoy," she said coldly

Draco just stood there, blinking and staring.

"Umm, Malfoy?"

"Bugger off! This is a Granger free night! I don't care how pretty you are; you make me upset!" he wagged his finger at her as if she was a small child being scolded.

Man was he plastered.

She looked down at her now wet dress before she pulled out her wand and magically dried the fabric. She looked up just in time to see Malfoy stomping off. She spotted Blaise and a few other Slytherins as well. Must have been a guy's night. Judging by Malfoy's adverse reaction to her presence earlier, she wouldn't have to worry about him bothering her later in the night.

She hoped that someone got that man some water before he ended up pickling his entire body. She made her way back to Ginny, empty-handed.

"What happened to our drinks?"

'Malfoy is here," Hermione answered sourly, "Blaise is too."

Ginny's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth, Hermione held up her hand to cut her off.

"I'm too drunk to care, and I hope it gets worse."

"No, I meant-"

Hermione felt a hand tap her on the shoulder. She turned around to see possibly the most attractive wizard she had ever seen. He had brown hair that was close-cropped and sparkling blue eyes. Either she was really drunk, or this man was one of the Gods himself.

"I noticed that you spilled your drinks earlier, why don't I buy you another."

Hermione only smiled in response.

-DRACO-

"Granger is here!" Draco announced to Blaise

"Wait here? Right now?" He said, choking on his drink.

"Yes, and the She- Weasel. Tormenting me wherever I go," he said

"Aw mate, forget about her, about both of them."

Draco turned back towards the crowd, scanning it for any signs of the two girls. He saw Granger talking to some handsome wizard across the room. He felt jealousy bubble up in his chest. He pushed it down by grabbing the drink out of Blaise's hand and swallowing the last of it. He slammed the empty glass down on the table, not removing his gaze from her.

He saw her laugh at something he said, and that made Draco feel even angrier than before. He watched as the She-Weasel whispered something in her ear, Hermione nodded, and Ginny walked off towards the bar. He watched as the wizard began pulling Hermione out the club's back door leading to the alleyway.

"Oh, hell, no!" Malfoy said

Blaise was nowhere to be found, which created a problem: no Blaise, no one to stop Draco's tantrum. Malfoy pushed through the crowd towards the back door, determined.

It seemed like an eternity by the time he had reached the back. He flung open the door to see Hermione leaning against the brick wall, the wizard in front of her leaning in for a kiss.

"Hey! That's my wife!"

Malfoy balled his fist and threw a punch, catching him square in the jaw. The wizard stumbled, holding his jaw.

-GINNY-

Ginny sat at the bar, ordering her drinks. Someone sat down next to her catching her attention.

"Zabini," she said

"Weasley," he said nodding towards her

"I didn't expect to see you here tonight."

"I could say the same for you."

She turned to him, "what are you doing here?"

"Guy's night. Well more like babysitting at this point," he said, gesturing over his shoulder to the back-corner table Draco had since abandoned.

Ginny shifted in her chair, looking past him.

"A table? Or are you just a bloody awful babysitter?"

Blaise spun around and began frantically searching for his friend like a mother who had lost her small child at the market. Ginny began giggling.

"What's so funny, Weasley? I don't see your pet either!"

Ginny spun around to see that Hermione had disappeared as well. She turned back to him with wide eyes.

"They are most likely together, so we need to stick together. I have a feeling I know where they are."

He grabbed her arm and began pulling her towards the back door.

"Zabini! Where are we going?"

"Malfoy has a tendency to end up in alleyways when he drinks too much, for various reasons. Hopefully, he is not passed out in a bin again," he mumbled.

-DRACO and HERMIONE-

"Oi! What was that for?" the wizard said, clutching his jaw.

Draco shoved him back, and the wizard fell straight onto his back.

Draco drunkenly waved a finger at him "Stay away from her! You can't just go dragging birds into an alley!" He said whilst gesturing wildly.

"Fuck off, Malfoy!"

Draco spun around to face her, "You! Don't even get me started with you!"

The wizard watched as the two began bickering back and forth like a pair of children. He scrambled up from the ground and got the hell out of that alleyway.

"You don't get to make my decisions for me, Malfoy! We aren't even married! We don't even like each other!" Hermione shouted

"You can't just snog random wizards in an alleyway Granger! It's irresponsible and dangerous!"

"Oh, what do you care, Malfoy?!"

"I care! I actually care quite a lot!"

"Why?!"

"Because I love you! Because I have loved you since the moment I met you! Because I love how you constantly fight with me, how smart you are, how you keep me on my toes, how you don't let me bully you, because you never give up, because you are brave, because you're the best damn witch I've ever met and I haven't been able to get you out of my head since," Draco rested his forehead on hers, exhausted, "that's why."

Draco closed his eyes, ready for whatever damage she was about to deal next. He felt her hands come up, and he assumed she was about to strangle him, but to his surprise, she grabbed his head and brought his lips to hers, kissing him.

Unbeknownst to the two wizards, two pairs of eyes were peeking into the alleyway. Ginny and Blaise looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Should we... Stop them?" Ginny asked

"Nah, just leave them." Blaise said, dragging her back into the club.

-THE NEXT MORNING-

Hermione's head was pounding. Her mouth was dry and the world just seemed too bright before she had even opened her eyes. Regardless of her sick state, she knew something wasn't right. For one, it appeared that she had forgotten to get into bed with clothes on. Great. Oh. Oh no.

Problem 2.

She was NOT in her bed. She rolled over, fearing the worst. She saw the unmistakable shade of Malfoy blonde hair asleep next to her.

Shit.

A/N: Sorry about the late update, my internet went out and I wasn't able to edit and post!