A/N: Hey loves! I have to be honest, I had soo many versions written already but I just felt like none of them were any good! I decided to post this after months (I'm sorry!) and I already have the next chapter written! So if you want quicker updates PLEASE REVIEW! IT MAKES ME SOO HAPPY!

Friday night found Hermione in bed, cuddling Crookshanks and reading a book among her comfortable sheets. A mug of hot chocolate was wrapped around her fingers and she hummed in contentment as the warm beverage slid down her throat. Friday nights were always her favourite. It would always be a calm night filled with peace and –

"Hermionnnnneeeeeeee!," a loud shrill interrupted her peaceful night.

Her bedroom door barged open and there stood a beautiful redheaded witch who was eyeing her with dismay.

"Oh my god, Hermione! You need to stop!," Ginny said, hands on her hips.

"Stop what?," Hermione asked, playing dumb.

It was a known fact that Hermione's Friday nights consisted of a good book and lots of hot chocolate. And it was also well known that every Friday, Ginny would barge in to try to get Hermione to actually go out and enjoy the night.

"Oh come on, 'Mione! It's a girls night out!," Ginny pleaded, her eyes big and wide.

Hermione barely spared her a glance.

Ginny strode to the contented witch and shoved her covers off the bed. The poor cat eyed them with disdain before running off.

"Ginny, no! I'm tired and I was going to go to bed already," Hermione whined as she laid in her cocoon of blankets.

"I am going to count to 3 and you had better gotten your arse off this bed by then," Ginny said fiercely.

"Make me," Hermione replied, her voice slightly muffled as she covered her face with a pillow.

Harry Potter was lounging in his bed when he heard familiar screams from his living room. Before he could get up however, Ginny barged into their bedroom with her arms around a brunette witch.

It took Harry a few minutes to realise it was Hermione who was struggling in his wife's arms.

"Harry, help me out here! Your wife has gone mad!," Hermione screamed, still struggling in Ginny's captive.

Harry looked at Ginny questioningly before Ginny sat Hermione down on their bed.

Ginny held both of the brunette's shoulder before looking into her eyes and saying "NO! You have not gone out ever since you and Ron have broken up! All you do is work and work! It was so hard just to get you to meet me out for lunch!,"

Hermione stopped struggling as she heard the truth in Ginny's words.

Has it really been that long really?

Hermione sighed before she finally said "Okay, fine! We'll go out but we're heading home when I say we're going to! ,"

Ginny flashed a grin as she proceeded to throw her dresses into Hermione's arm and demanded for her to try them all.

Unfortunately for Hermione, all of them were much too revealing for her liking.

Finally after a torturous hour of pulling and yanking, they arrived at the Club. Hermione had a feeling tonight would not go well.

….

Draco signalled to the bar for another drink as he continued to eye his surroundings. The almost forgot how loud the clubs would be. He did not even want to go but he had agreed to meet Blaise tonight and he did not want to cancel again.

Blaise appeared from the middle of the crowd, his arms around a beautiful lady who was looking dreamily up at him.

"Come on, Draco! Lighten up!," Blaise said with a smirk.

Draco merely rolled his eyes as he eyed the witch which was currently rubbing herself all over Blaise. No doubt she would have thrown herself all him as soon as she heard the name 'Zabini'.

"Woah, Draco! Is that who I think it is?," Blaise said as he signalled towards the entrance of the club.

It was dark and crowded but it only took Draco a few seconds to spot the brunette witch he had been thinking about recently. There was something about her, something well, different from previous witched he had been accustomed with. One second she would be oozing with confidence while the next she would be blushing at the simplest tease.

Blaise immediately had abandoned the witch beside him and invited the duo to join them. As Draco saw her approach he could barely take his eyes off her.

She really did grow up to be a beautiful witch. Her slim figure was clad in a skin tight sequined dress which had a high neckline and wrapped around her slim waist before clinging tightly to accentuate her rounded hips. The dress ended at her mid thigh and her long milky legs were in high black stilettos.

…

It was not long before Hermione had spotted the handsome blonde by the bar. As Blaise led her there she became more aware of the intense look in his eyes. She felt nervous suddenly. 'Get your grip together, Hermione!,' she said to herself.

"Potter," Draco uttered to Ginny as they nodded politely before his eyes landed on Hermione again.

"Granger," he said, as he fixed his gaze on hers.

What made Hermione offer her hand in a handshake she would never know.

Draco felt his mouth form a smirk as he took hold of her hand but instead of shaking it in greeting, he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly.

All sane thoughts flew out of Hermione's head as soon as his lips made contact with her skin. She felt the blush rush to her cheeks as she awkwardly stepped away.

"Right, so Blaise and I will be right back!," Ginny said, her voice giddy with excitement.

Before Hermione could protest, Ginny had disappeared into the crowd.

"Grab a seat, Granger. I won't bite," she heard Malfoy say.

She had a feeling it was going to be a long night. She sighed before grabbing a seat.

"So, how is Weasely?," Draco asked with a knowing grin.

Hermione rolled her eyes before grabbing his drink and downing it within a few seconds.

She felt the liquid burn down her throat before coughing out.

"Ughh, what was that?," she asked in disgust before signalling for another.

It was going to be a long night after and she knew she needed alcohol to deal with this smirking Malfoy.

A/N: Who doesn't loveee a smirking Malfoy? Anyways, DROP IN REVIEWS SO I CAN POST THE NEXT CHAPTER!