Authors Note(s):
AH! All my emails got deleted before I could copy your names so I could reply, but,
Someone who mentioned about the 'weird' title:
lol I understand why you would think so, but it's from a song by T.I called, 'Get Loose', and Grey Goose is vodka, so I just thought it kind of fit you know? No Grey Goose, If You Don't Get Loose? Lol
Someone who asked me if it has something to do with the movie, Thirteen:
Yes, it's similar but in my own version. It inspired me, but I also made a story similar to this way before Thirteen actually came out. So it's more of a kind of sort of.
AND:
It's going to take me awhile to update and write as much as I like, because I am in the processes of 'House Hunting' since we are moving. So I'm gone all around the state from 9ish in the morning till 5pm, and then I am too tired to write so I usually just hang out with my brother. I'm very sorry!
Chapter 2
"What the hell Hermione! You ARE not staying in Slytherin. There is a huge mistake!" Harry yelled, standing in the empty hallway. He caught up with Hermione after everyone went their common rooms and demanded an explanation.
"Look, you and Ron both ignored me for the longest time since you started to date his little sister, and the three of you became as close as you, Ron and I used to be. It's over now. Move on, because I did." She turned to leave when he grabbed her arm.
"You can't leave me." He pleaded, tears welling up in his emerald green eyes. Hermione was taken aback by this and wrenched her arm out of his grasp, backing away.
"Leave you? I didn't leave you. Now, go back to your girlfriend and best friend. Leave me the hell alone. I made a choice, and I am who I am now. Nothing or nobody can change that." She spat and turned, leaving him standing alone.
Hermione ran a hand through her hair before walking into the common room she shared with the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy. When she walked inside, he was mixing what looked like a drink at the mini bar. Not even talking to him she went up to her room, unnoticed and locked her door behind her. Harry had got to her a little bit, but she quickly dismissed it and took her hair out of the pony tail.
Grabbing her towel she went into the bathroom, and stepped in the shower, letting the hot water wash over her body. Tonight there was a party in the dungeons and she needed to get ready. Alyssa said they always had the best parties down there, and nobody cared. Something inside her craved to party, to dance and just do shit without thinking twice and she did it.
Putting on her black bra, and fish net top she slipped on a black leather mini skirt and her knee high O ring boots with a 4 inch heel. She brushed her hair back, and put on a Mircalla Choker. Something Alyssa bought for her in America.
When she was satisfidwith the way she looked, Hermione took some money out of her stash and put it inside her bra, leaving her bedroom. On the way out, Draco was coming out his bedroom, because he too was going to the party. She smirked and walked down the stairs ahead of him, making sure to shake her ass enough for him to notice, and she knew he did because a little, "Mmm" came from behind her.
She walked through the hallways, it now being 11:45pm and walked passed the Slytherin Common rooms and down the dungeon stairs. About 10 minutes later, she came to a large, wooden door. Taking out her wand she muttered, "Snake's Chest" and waited. The door disappeared and she walked down another hallway but at the end of that one, she came to a huge room full of students.
Music thumbed loud, strobe lights flashed in practically every corner making the dancers look like they were in slow motion, and small sprinklers that were attached to the roof went off and sprayed water on the hot dancers below. She instantly loved this place.
Pushing through the throngs of people, Hermione finally found Alyssa dancing with Blaise Zabini on the dance floor. The song ended and they both stepped off the dance floor, and went to sit on the many corner side couches. Hermione walked over, and Alyssa jumped up when she saw her. They hugged and Alyssa yelled over the music, "You like it?"
"Oh yeah, this place is fucking awesome. It's not a wonder Slytherins are rarely seen out and about. They have places like this to spend their time." Alyssa laughed and pulled her down on the couch.
"So I talked to Draco last night about you." Hermione's eyes widened, "What?"
"Yeah, I asked him what he thought about the whole you being a famous Blackwood and all. He said he was impressed, surprised and something about not hiding anything anymore."
"Oh, well I'm not too worried about it." Alyssa rolled her eyes, and said, "By the way there is a rumor Dumbledore is having a special karaoke night this Friday night. Kind of a welcome back deal. Heard anything about it?"
Hermione shook her head, "Nope, it must be a surprise for everyone. You were planning on singing?" Alyssa got that 'Well Maybe' look on her face. "I might. Anyways, I'll catch up with you in a litter bit. Blaise wants to dance a little bit more."
Hermione waved her hand at her and got up from the couch, heading to the dance floor. When she got there, she noticed Draco walking up to her. "Want to dance?" He yelled, over the loud music. She stared at him, not believing was he said but still nodded anyway.
As 'Pop That Booty by Marques Houston' started playing, Draco put his hands on her hips, and hers wrapped around his neck as they dance, grinding in perfect tune to the music.
Pulled up to the party
In a black Lexus jeep (yeah)
Hop up out the whip I'm feelin' freaky (ohh)
All the ladies comes surrounding me
Cause I'm so important like the H in HCI
This one girl she making my body feen
I'm f'ed up on hypnotic and ice cream
So I stepped to her like I knew her
Introduced her to Jacob the jeweler
There was no space between them, it was body to body. Sweat was forming on the back of his neck as Hermione griped his neck and rolled against him, and then danced closer to him.
Mami won't you come take a ride with me (ohh)
Be the girl of my fantasies
But first won't you do one thing for me
Baby won't you come pop ya booty for me (0hh)
His breathing was heavy, as the sprinklers went off. Water poured down his beautiful face as he danced with Hermione, her never taking her eyes off of him. Their eyes were locked in a gaze type battle, neither looking away for anything.
Love the way you move so sexy (oohh oh)
I love when you are all up on me
But there's one thing I have to see
Is the way you pop that booty (pop it for me)
I love the way you move so sexy
I love when you all up on me (ohh oh)
Girl take the floor and you'll see
Let me see you pop that booty
She whipped around and started dancing with him, him holding her from behind and her rubbing all over his man hood. A small moan escaped Draco's lips, and Hermione smirked, loving the effect she was having on him.
I don't do too many skinny or the runway frail
Thick with it is how we like it in the ATL
Sick with it, pants low with a real wide load
As soon as you hit the door everybody was like whoa
I bet it's hard for you to go to the mall and buy clothes
Cause your waist is so little and your ass is like whoa
You poppin' that thing like a Luke video
Mesmerized by the sound and the way the flutes blow
Drink in my right hand, another in my left
Crew right behind me screamin So So Def
Now forgive me if I'm sturring
But I gotta no 1 thing
How in the hell did you get all that in those jeans
I'm behind you grindin
Molding elapse
I aint never seen nobody pop they booty like dis
What I'm saying is
What you doing is major, the way you keep
Shaking, shaking, shaking what cha momma gave ya
The music came to an end, and she turned back around and planted a kiss right on the side of his neck and left the dance floor, not giving him a second glance. When she came back to the couch, Alyssa's mouth was hanging open.
"What the fuck was that? Looked like you two were in the middle of a mating dance," Hermione smiled and sat down, grabbing the joint from her hand.
"It was just dancing," Alyssa raised her eyebrow, "Like hell." Taking a couple hits off the joint, she handed it back to Alyssa.
"You got any powder?" Her friend nodded and grabbed a bag from her purse. "The mirror and straws are right there." Hermione thanked her, and kneeled down on the floor.
Taking out a razor, she poured some white powder on the mirror, and moved the razor through it some. Grabbing a straw, she snorted 6 lines and gave it back to Alyssa. "I'm going for a drink." Alyssa nodded and picked up a straw.
Hermione walked to the mini bar, to find Daniel Coston standing as the bartender. Sitting on one of the stools, he walked over to her and smiled. "Ahhh the famous Hermione Granger…or shall I say Blackwood. What can I get you?"
She thought for a moment before saying, "Black Russian please." Daniel nodded and went to mix her drink. Sitting at the bar, she listened to the music while thinking about the dance she just had with Draco. Being that close to him made her feelings for him come out, and she knew for sure she had a crush on the Slytherin King. But who could seriously blame her?
Daniel came back and set a napkin down and her drink on top of it, before winking and going off to other customers. Taking a sip of her drink, she smiled. Perfect. Her middle brother, Dominic got her on Black Russians. Thinking of her brother kind of made her feel a bit home sick.
Finishing up her drink she called Daniel over, to make her another. While she was waiting for her drink, someone sat in the stool beside her. "Miss Blackwood, you are quite a dancer."
She turned to see Draco next to her, holding what looked like a Strawberry Margarita. Hermione smirked, "You're not bad yourself." He chuckled and finished his drink, while Daniel set her drink in front of her. "When you leaving?"
"After I finish this, but I wont sleep." He laughed, "Yeah well coke will do that too you. Trust me, I won't be sleeping either."
Hermione smiled and finished her drink, getting up from the bar. "You going to walk with me or stay here?"
"I'll go with you." They walked out, but not before Hermione said bye to Alyssa. When they arrived at the Common Room, Draco sat on one of the couches and she went to the mini bar. Taking out two glasses, she pulled out a body with 'Grey Goose, Best Vodka Around' on the it and set it next to the glasses. Grabbing two small cans of red bull, she poured them into the glasses and filled them with a bit of Vodka.
Giving one to Draco, she sat on the couch, opposite him. "So what made you ask me to dance Malfoy? Last time I heard you hated me." He shrugged and drowned his drink in less than 2 mouths full. "Figured, 'what the hell not?' you're a pretty good dancer."
Hermione rolled her eyes and finished her drink off too. It amazed her that he was being civil to her, but she didn't question him really about it, she liked he was being somewhat nicer. Getting up from the couch she walked around the common room, pulling her hair up into a pony tail. She saw Draco pull out a book and start to read.
The silence was getting to her so she went upstairs to her room, where her thoughts of Draco haunted her but mostly confused her…
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