Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue. The song is property of Christina Aguilera, not mine!
A/N. Woo-hoo I have 22 reviews! I'm really excited! Oh and to answer a question, Harry and Ginny aren't married, they're dating, they're just very committed. Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, and I'm sorry the chapters are soo short, but they do come out every day, that's gotta count for something right? Ah well, on to the story.
Ch.7
The Velvet Room
Hermione glanced around the crowded club, feeling at home with the pulsing lights and throbbing bass beat that inundated the room.
She waved Harry and Ginny over to the bar, knowing the couple preferred to have at least a couple of drinks before subjecting themselves to the dance floor.
She hummed the song to herself, moving out to the dance floor.
She listened carefully to the song, swaying to the beat, knowing that it was one of the few Muggle songs that would be played in the Velvet Room, a wizard club with a rather exclusive clientele.
It was wonderful knowing influential people. She gave into the music, singing to the words, not knowing that she was drawing the attention of not one, but two, handsome young men in the place.
Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem
All this tension telling me just exactly what we should be
Now I don't mind us being some kind of casual thing
Listen, all I wanna do right now is have your contact on me
She was lost in the music, so involved she didn't notice when a tall brunette came behind her. When she did she welcomed the familiar touch, using the words of the song to guide her movements.
Can you put your hands my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
A pair of gray eyes were following her every move, narrowing more each time she touched the tall man behind her. Her eyes were closed and he was holding her waist, bringing her closer to him until they were touching.
The gray eyes turned into mere slits in an otherwise very attractive face. He marched out to the dance floor splitting the couple apart, barely taking time to register the taunting words of the song playing around them.
If you see me with a man
Hermione glared at the blonde intruder, not really registering whom it was.
Understand that you can't question me
She glared at him with new venom, now knowing who had interrupted her rendezvous.
The feelings that you call, it ain't my fault
He dragged her off the floor, away from the man he saw as a threat.
I can't help your jealousy
She yelled, furious with the turn of events.
If you can handle the fact that
What we have has got to be commitment free
She pointed out the obvious, that he had no right to control her actions.
Then we can keep this undercover lovin' comin', hittin'
He silenced her with a deep kiss, making her melt against him, as he apparated them to the first place that popped into his mind…
Underneath the sheets
