Draco Malfoy and the Valentines Dance: Epilogue
Deep in the dungeons of Hogwarts, lay the Slytherin dormitories and common room.
The Head boy's dormitory, however, sat in the exact middle of the school, right next to the head girl's dormitory.
Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger shared a Head's common room. They had found that if they timed it just right, they could be in the room for the minimal time possible together. But tonight, the night of the Hogwarts Valentines Dance, Fate seemed to want them to endure the mighty roar of each other in a drunken state of mind.
Hermione, however much of a bookworm she still was, had changed considerably over the course of her years at Hogwarts, and had turned into an acceptable, if not beautiful, young woman.
Draco, however much of a nasty git that he still was, had changed considerably over the course of the hours of the Dance, and had turned into a horrid, ugly, hung-over pedestrian that seemed to drunkenly waltz his way into the middle of dancing couples, leaving the male partner quite distressed indeed.
So, after finding him sprawled out on the floor, giggling with his spilt personality, Hermione quickly scolded Ginny And Harry (due to her being Head girl of course), then Thanked them (due to being their best friend of course) then went on to laugh her head off as she dragged Draco off to their dormitories.
"muggleberry ice cream with bubbledung." She whispered to the portrait of the flying monkeys which seemed to be throwing coconuts of doom at random people. The head monkey with the blue baseball cap nodded his head and the portrait swung open, allowing Hermione to drag the Draco onto the couch inside their common room.
Draco opened his eyes and looked around, suddenly grabbing at his head as if trying to keep it in place.
"Ah! Spiny spiny spin spin spin! Make it stop!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and went up to her dormitory to retrieve a bottle of Hangover potion.
"Here" she said, shoving it into his hand when she returned.
It was an unbelievably pale liquid, and it had the coloring of a rather dull unicorn horn.
He scrunched his nose, "What in the name of Merlin is this?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Oh Merlin's socks! Surely you've taken it before! This couldn't have been the first time you had a hangover! It's a potion to stop the dizziness!"
"Will it stop everything else too?" Draco asked hopefully.
Hermione smirked- she made sure that she grabbed a very-very- temporary potion.
"I guess so. Why else would it be called a hang-over potion?"
Draco sneered and downed the potion, which tasted horrid, by the way.
He sputtered, "Why didn't you tell me that this tasted wretched!"
Hermione smiled, "Never had the displeasure of having to use it." "Oh you are so very good Hermione, So very good." She thought.
Draco rolled his eyes, "Oh yes, I forgot. Bookworms can't stand to get drunk- they wouldn't be able to walk to the library."
"Your welcome." Hermione said, picking up the vial and pitching it to the sink not far away.
"You're welcome for what."
Hermione sighed, "Nothing Malfoy, just nothing."
Not 10 seconds later, Draco was kneeling behind the couch, clutching his head.
"The-potion-didn't-work." He grunted out, and Hermione nearly laughed out loud at the fetal position he was in.
She heard a retching sound, and rolled her eyes, "Can't keep the alcohol well, can you Malfoy."
" shut. Up. Mudblood." She heard him whisper.
"Hmm? What was that? Need some help?"
"I said, shut. Up. Mudblood." He restated, getting back on his feet and muttering a cleaning charm.
"Ooh, the language Mr. Malfoy, the language. Might want to watch it, getting over-excited may make your headache worse." Hermione said threateningly waving her wand around.
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