Hermione relaxed in the living room of her shared flat. She sat facing the blank tv, her feet propped up on the coffee table in front of her. She carefully began to paint the nails a bright pink, this small muggle pastime always relaxed her. Not that she had any intention of exposing her toes, but the thought of being in her dull office robes and having ridiculously girly coloured toes made her feel rebellious. The fact that it was Friday and she had a work free weekend ahead of her meant she could also paint her fingers if she wanted to.
Since their little talk nearly two weeks ago Hermione had barely seen her flatmate. He got back late at night, once or twice she heard voices as if he company but she promptly turned some music on so didn't find out if the company was male or female.
The first few nights Hermione didn't care, she would cast a silencing charm around her room and try and reach that peak with her boyfriend. Then it became too much. She, Hermione Granger broke off her steady relationship with a man who loved her all because he couldn't give her an orgasm. Hermione shook her head, that wasn't the only reason. She had started to feel more like his mother than his girlfriend but it was the one thing that kept popping into her head at stupid times, also like the fact that she had yet to actually tell anyone it was over.
A sharp knock on the front door made Hermione jump, she cast a quick drying spell on her now matching pink fingers, and made for the door. "It's me!" Ginny called before Hermione had reached it, smiling Hermione pulled the door open to find not only Ginny but Annabella, a girl from her department and Luna Lovegood. "Hi?" Hermione greeted them as they walked into her flat. "Where's Malfoy?" Annabella asked eyeing her flat as she entered. "Know idea. Guys why are you here? Dressed like this?" She pointed at their clearly 'going out' outfits. Ginny was wearing a short black playsuit with black Alice band in her hair and black heels. Annabella wore a tight pink dress that highlighted her every curve. Luna, in her floral summer dress and nude flat shoes looked fabulous.
"Ginny told us about your break up. She thinks drinks and dancing will improve your mood." Luna informed her. Ginny had disappeared into Hermione's room as Luna explained popping out a few minutes later. "I've put your outfit on the bed, get dressed." Ginny commanded. "Gin-" Hermione started to protest but Ginny held up her hand not hearing it. "Change now, you have thirty five minutes tops or we'll drag you out as you are."
Hermione looked down at her striped flannel pyjama bottoms and her favourite band long sleeve T-shirt she was currently wearing and turned to her bedroom as Annabella brought a bottle of something out of her bag, leaving the three women to start drinking.
Ginny had pulled out a short navy sequinned bodycon dress that had been stuck in the back of her wardrobe for months - tags still on. The long sleeves would cover her scared arm whilst the length would show off her legs.
Ginny had even set out her black suede high heels and, Hermione blushed, a black lace matching underwear set. Hermione headed out to the bathroom grabbing a shot of some disgusting amber liquid along the way from Luna.
Thanks to her trusty wand Hermione was showered, shaved, dressed in the new outfit, dark eye make up applied, hair in tight curls and nails now matching the navy of her dress with the tips dipped in black all in thirty three minutes.
Hermione quickly looked at the mirror before she left the bedroom, she had to admit Ginny had picked well.
Taking a fortifying breath Hermione left the room. "Well?" She asked.
Three heads turned in her direction.
"Let's go make the men of this city drool." Annabella grinned, Hermione laughed. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and after a shot of tequila, Hermione found herself looking forward to just having fun with her friends.
As Hermione downed her fourth shot Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott walked in. "I'm beginning to see the plus side about sharing with a girl Draco!" Theodore stated in his deep voice as Draco walked into the room stopping short at the four witches.
"Letting lose?" He queried eyeing Hermione, Ginny had already poured three extra drinks. "We are celebrating." Luna said dreamily from her spot on the floor not touching her drink. "The occasion?" Blasie asked taking a seat next to Hermione, Theodore leant against the arm of the sofa whilst Draco did the same on the sofa opposite Hermione.
"Freedom." Ginny supplied handing out the drinks. "From?" Theodore asked.
"Men." Annabella grinned, "Apart from red there." She wave her hand in Ginny's direction. "We are now all single girls who can't wait-"
Hermione stopped listening, Draco who had been looking at Annabella turned to look right at her and raised an eyebrow, Hermione nervously rubbed her lips together. Draco watched her movements then looked back at Annabella . "Would you girls like company?" He asked.
"So, single?" Draco said into her ear over the music. She had pushed her way to the bar and stood there waiting for the bartender to notice her but the club was extremely busy.
Hermione could feel Draco pressed into her back a hand lightly placed on her hip. Hermione looked at him over her shoulder and nodded. "Since when?" He asked, Hermione didn't answer as the bartender smiled at her and asked what she wanted.
Hermione and Draco walked back to the booth the impromptu group had procured. A cheer went up when the drinks were spotted. "Hermione dance with me?" Annabella begged after a while, before Hermione could decline she was dragged onto the crowded dance floor. "I love this song!" Annabella shouted as a new track came on, Hermione was surprised that she recognised it but then most of her music knowledge came from her parents or Annabella. Hermione was a little self-conscience at first thinking that Draco was watching her but when she chanced a look in the booths direction and saw him in conversation with Nott she laughed at herself.
She was soon shimmying and jumping around with her friend, the alcohol in her system and the music on top of the completely shit week she had created a more reckless dancer in her. For every dip, grind, twirl and sexy move Annabella made Hermione copied giggling the entire time. Eventually, after being approached by a few guys that she politely refused to dance with Hermione went back to the table. Only Draco and Blaise remained. "Where?" She asked sitting next to Draco taking a sip of his drink.
"Dance floor." Blaise supplied smiling at her. "You're quite the dark horse Granger!" He said nodding to the dance floor. "Never would have expected that." Hermione blushed biting the corner of her lip in embarrassment. "Hermione come back!" Annabella came bouncing up to the table but Hermione shook her head. "I need a break Anna, promise in a little bit I'll be back." Annabella pouted. "Draco? Blaise? One of you care to join me?" She asked, Draco shook his head but Blaise stood up. "Never let it be said I left a woman in need!"
Draco relaxed in the booth. "Haven't seen you in the flat the last few days. You haven't been hiding have you?" He asked. "Of course not." She lied. It was completely unfair, Hermione knew Draco was a good looking man, she wasn't blind. Knew also that he had sex appeal to spare but she had never thought of him like that (okay maybe once or twice she had sinful thoughts) and yet there he was in his dark jeans and shirt looking like a model and she couldn't stop thinking deliciously dirty thoughts.
"You broke up with Weasley." He stated leaning into her.
"We've already established that Draco." Hermione smiled and waved at Ginny and Luna who she spotted dancing near the bar.
"Is it because you've finally seen sense and want to ride my cock and cum everywhere?" He asked, Hermione gasped giving him her full attention, not realising how close he was to her.
"Draco Malfoy, I'll have you know that I broke up with Ron because we were incompatible. The fact that he's never given me an orgasm is immaterial."
Draco leant back looking shocked. "How long were you two together?" He asked, Hermione shrugged.
"Nearly four years."
"Granger lets get out of here." He stood indicating for her to move out of the booth, she did. "Why?" She asked pulling the fabric of her dress down slightly. "Four years Granger!" He hissed placing a hand on her lower back turning her into him. "You are an attractive woman Hermione. Over looking the fact that you were with Weasley for too long you are also extremely clever, and tonight." His grip tightened on her bringing her flush with him, he lowered his mouth to her ear. "Tonight you look so fuckable you're lucky I don't bend you over right here and pound you." Hermione's breath hitched and she looked around to see if anyone had overheard Draco Malfoys crude language.
"I'll make up for your four years of bad sex." He continued, his hand slowly traveled from her back to her hip then higher, stopping when he reached the side of her breast. Hermione looked him in the eye. "Let me have you and I'll make you forget him."
"Thats a pretty big boast Draco." She said weakly repeating the same words from their last private conversation. He grinned wickedly bending as if to whisper in her ear, he carried on placing a gentle kiss on her pulse point.
"It's a promise." Hermione gripped his shoulders. His kiss and promise had her clenching with need. "Then take me home Draco."
So he did.