Hey guys! ok so I screwed up haha...so i edited this and fixed chapter because one of my devoted readers (just a (hp)fanficfan! tackles and hugs) asked me about pansy's dress...see I thought I was right in thinking that it was PINK...but it was GREEN! I'm stupid and forgot to check..anyway so yeah. I was all "Oh no! I messed up!" so I fixed that...thank you so much hun!
...I kindof thought long and hard about this before actually writing it, cuz it's kindof intense. Alrighty, just warning you.
Chapter 19- A Minor Setback
Draco was a bundle of nerves.
The day was growing darker outside of his window, leaving him with almost four hours before the ball. He wasn't dressed yet, nor was his hair gelled the messy way that the ladies just seemed to like, and yet his entire body felt like lead.
Tonight would be the night...and it was freaking him out badly. He stared into the small mirror by the washbasin in his dorm, and let out a huge sigh.
What if she didn't take him back? Would all of this careful planning go to waste after tonight? And what was to happen if she did want him back? Would everything just sortof go back to normal? So many un-answered questions were pressing at the front of his mind like annoyances, and he couldn't seem to calm himself down.
Tonight was going to be risky that was for sure. but if he didn't calm down soon, his nerves would get the best of him, and he would never be able to do this.
Stepping away from his mirror, he knelt down by his four poster bed, reaching underneath and pulling out a half empty bottle of Firewhisky and a shot glass. Pouring himself one, he downed it quickly. But his body and nerves kept asking for more, so more he gave it, pouring the burning liquid through his lips and down his throat.
Quickly, he downed the whole half of the bottle. But it didn't feel like enough...He needed more.
Reaching under Goyles bed, he pulled out another bottle that had only been used for a single shot. Technically it was stealing, but hell, he could just go by him a new one later. He began to drink the contents of that bottle as well, wanting nothing more than to be relaxed.
Blaise was looking rather stunning in his handsome black robes, as he strolled along the Hallway towards the Gryffindor tower to pick up Hermione. He muttered the password that he wasn't supposed to know, and walked into the Gryffindor Common room. It was empty though, as most of them were upstairs in their dorms changing. Not able to head up the stairs to the girls dorms, he sat down on the couch comfortably. He didn't care whose Common room it was or who had the nerve to ask him to leave. He wasn't leaving without his arm around his date.
As if she could read his mind, Hermione appeared at the top of the stairs. Clearing her throat loudly, she caught his attention. He turned around, his eyes widening at the sight of her.
She was beautiful tonight. Not that she wasn't any other night, but...wow...
The silky red dress that hung from her body gracefully, had a slit up one side and a nice low neckline. Her hair was done up, and soft curls framed her face. She glowed with the light of a thousand fairies, as she made her way down the stairs and to him. He greeted her with a soft kiss.
"Hello..." he said, breathlessly, looking her over once more "You look stunning..." he told her.
She felt her face flush with pink, and she nodded "So do you. Black really is your color."
Blaise would have loved nothing more than to snog her right then and there, but his watch argued with him as he checked the time. He sighed.
"We have to go get Draco...He told us to meet him early, so we could figure things out." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her.
She pouted her lips, but nodded anyhow "You're right...We'd better go find him..."
Hand in hand, the two walked together, out of the Gryffindor commons and back into the empty hallway. Why Draco had made them get ready so early, was beyond Hermione. She didn't know why he would need this much time to get things settled, but oh well. It was rather fun to look nice everywhere she went, especially in the arms of Blaise Zabini.
As they walked down to the dungeons, she felt his arms wrap around her.
"Are you cold?" he asked, concerned "It gets quite chilly down here..."
Hermione smiled "I'm fine, thanks." she told him, still a bit nervous about it all.
As the two entered the Slytherin Common room and headed up for Draco's dorm, they ran into Pansy. She looked quite elegant in her lovely green dress and her brown locks curled and falling past her shoulders, with silver bracelets at her wrists. She glared at Blaise then back at Hermione, before walking past them and muttering something about it being "not right".
Blaise sighed "She hates me for it..." he whispered to Hermione. "But she'll get over it sooner or later..."
Hermione nodded "Hopefully sooner..." she whispered back.
The two walked down the hall until they reached Dracos dorm, but before they had time to open the door a loud THUMP was heard inside. The two exchanged nervous glances, before finally deciding to open the door.
There inside the room, stumbling across the floor with a half empty bottle of firewhisky in his hand, was Draco. He looked up at them with his blood-shot eyes and grinned sheepishly.
"Hermy!" he shouted, hugging her and almost making her fall over i his tipsy manner. "Merlin's Beard, you look beautiful..." he said. Hermione could smell alcohol on his breath and every other part of him. Blaise gave Draco a mixed look of confusion and anger, as so did she.
"Draco!" she said, firmly "You're drunk..."
"Woohoo!" he said, slapping his knee in laughter "Look everyone, it's miss point out the obvious!" he shouted to the room, turning and falling onto the bed in a fit of laughter. Hermione was fuming by now.
"Draco listen to me! Listen!" she said, pulling him up by his collar. "Tonight was supposed to be THE night! Why did you do this!" she asked.
Draco smiled goofily "I was nervous..." he said, hiccuping a few times "I...I needed to relax..." he smirked at her, taking her face in his hands. Blaise's hands curled into fists as he saw him do this.
"Drake, come on..." he said, trying his best to keep calm. "You've gotta get some anti-tipsy potion in you right now..." he demanded firmly. But Draco was too busy staring at hermione in the awkward way he was to even look at Blaise.
"Wow...Hermy..." he said, smiling goofily again, blinking a few times "You're so pretty..."
He leaned forward, planting a kiss on Hermione's lips, causing her eyes to snap open. She jumped away from him, staring at him in awe.
"Oh Blimey!" she said, rubbing her forehead, "Blaise, he is so drunk, he doesn't even know what he's doing..."
She turned to Blaise, seeing that he no longer occupied the space by the door. Instead he had run over to Draco, pulling out his wand. He had it aimed at Draco's face, and he looked pissed.
Hermione quickly pulled out her own wand and shouted "Expelliarmus!" before Blaise could do anything.
Having his wand taken away from him, he turned to her. "Hermione!" he shouted "He just Bloody kissed you!" he pointed a finger at Draco, who was previously clutching his stomach in laughter.
Hermione was on the verge of tears. This was NOT how she'd imagined the night would go.
"He can't help it!" she shouted back "He's drunk off his rocker!"
"Well, he wouldn't have been, had it not been for his bloody decision to GET drunk!"
"Blaise, Listen to me-"
"No!" he shouted, grabbing Draco by the shoulders.
"Now you listen to me!" he shouted at his best friend "You have NO right freaking us out the way you did, NOR do you have the right to KISS my Girlfriend!"
Taking a step back, he saw the laughter subside and a light-headed expression replace it on Draco's face.
"Well...You know...yyy...aahhh" he began to say, before tipping slightly. His eyes stared around the room, as if he were dizzy, and soon he had fallen backwards, completely passed out. Hermione eyed him, before a tear rolled down her cheek.
Blaise was just annoyed. "Look here," he told her "You can't just baby him like this...It really was his decision to---" he paused picking up the three empty bottles on the floor "--umm steal Crabbe ad Goyle's whisky. I'm sorry if I freaked out or scared you but-"
"You didn't scare me..." she answered quickly, snapping her expression from Draco to Blaise. "It's just...all of our planning-all the months of careful secret identity- well, he ruined everything..."
Blaise smirked "I thought even you wouldn't be that thick..." he said, turning and searching the room for something. Hermione eyed him carefully.
"What are you looking for?" she asked, curiously. He was rummaging about the room as if he were looking for water on a Blaming hot day.
"I'll tell you when I find it--a ha!" he shouted, pulling out a small blue vile from inside Dracos desk. "It's called The Ass Saver Potion" he told her smirking and holding up the bottle so she could see it. "Ok so we still don't have a name for it, but let me tell you...it does wonders."
Walking over to Draco, he lifted his head in his hands and Poured some of the liquid down his throat.
"Blaise, what does it do?" she asked him. He smiled.
"Oh tons of things...it rids you of your drunkenness, helps you see clearly, clears out your internal organs so to a teacher, it looks as if you've never been drinking. But it has a slight after affect..." he said, smiling down at Draco and pointing his wand at the boys lips.
"absconditus labefactum" he said confidently. Not even a second later, Draco began to stir.
Hermione gazed curiously yet again at him "But what's the after affect then?"
Blaise Smirked "He wont remember anything...which is norma, but he wont even remember pilfering the bottles from wherever the hell he got them...But lucky for him, this has happened so many times to the both of us, that he'll know he screwed up."
Draco was beginning to fully wake up now.
"mmmhhh" he groaned, "Wha--" he rubbed his eyes and looked around, first at Hermione, then at Blaise, then at the bottles that littered his bed. He placed a hand on his forehead, sitting upright.
"I suppose I got drunk then?" he asked Blaise.
His best friend simply smirked nodding at him. Draco sighed
"So, what did I do this time?" he asked, wincing.
Blaise just smirked again, "Oh you went wild," he said sarcastically "Running up and down the halls completely starker yelling 'I'm drunk as a bloody sailor' as you ran..."
Draco grimaced at him "haha..." he muttered "No, seriously."
"Seriously?" Blaise asked, getting somber now. "Well, seriously you about got slapped for kissing Her..." he said pointing to Hermione who was blushing as the boys stared at her, Blaise with a small smile, and Draco with embarrassment.
"Oh Bloody..." he said, getting up. "Granger, I'm...sorry..." he told her, getting up and walking over to her sheepishly. "I hope you wont take it the wrong way or anything..."
Hermione simply held up a hand a shushed him "it's already forgotten..." she told him simply.
Blaise smirked and walked over to Draco. "Ok Mate," he said, "let's get you ready for the big night, before you find anymore firewhisky."
He drug him into the bathroom, leaving Hermione to sit waiting on the bed.
Draco gave her a small smile, before leaving her alone to get ready.
This is it he told himself This is the night when all the careful planning has to pull through...
and you've got no more firewhisky...damn it all to Hell!
LMAO yay! fun chapter but very weird at the beginning. Oh well...It got better right? PLZ PLZ PLZ review me, review me! haha I like it I like it! oh PS: absconditus labefactum just means to take away weakness and obvlivion or to take away...like passing out and stuff...so yeah haha. Just a trivial fact there.