A/N: I have two warnings. 1) there is alcohol. 2) there is a smut scene in this chapter that my beta decided to write. If you Don't like, don't read and go to the next chapter.

Chapter Five

Three Broomsticks was crowded today. The owner had decided to put the drinks and bottles at half price to attract double the customers.

Draco ordered a bottle of Fire Whisky. They were definitely going to get drunk. "A toast. To Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, soon to be married." Blaise announced.

"Aye!" The entire room erupted.

"Let's pop it open." Draco said, placing three shot glasses in the center of the table.

Blaise poured them all a drink. Hermione wasn't sure if she should down it or sip it. "To Hermione Granger, the most beautiful girl in the world." Draco downed his shot.

To hermione's surprise, he wasn't drunk at all. "Aren't you feeling a bit tipsy?"

"Not yet, love. I'd say about five more shots and I will be drunk as a horses arse." He smiled and kissed her.

"Merlin, I love you." She sipped her shot.

"Now, both of you are going to get drunk, so this is my only shot." Blaise smirked at the couple.

Hermione luaghed, "I don't get drunk."

After Draco had his five shots, he really was as drunk as a horse's arse. "What was that about not getting draunk He'mione?" Draco's words slurred as he tipped her whole shot into her mout, making her swallow. She was now as drunk as him.

"Huh?" She rested her head on his lap.

"You're as drunk as Hell."

"No I'm not. Jus' a little tipsy." She laughed in between sentences.

"You're both drink as Hell," Blaise stood up. "Come on you lot, I should get you both back to the manor."

Blaise grabbed hold of his two friends and apparated to Malfoy Manor's boundaries. Draco and Hermione walked, more like stumbled, through the yard. All the way there, they were singing one of the Weird Sisters' songs.

"Can you dance like a Hippogriff? Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma! Flyin' off f'om a cliff? Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma! Shwooping down to he ground? Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma!" Their words slurred even more as they reached the manor doors.

Blaise chuckled at this. They looked like two drunken happy people, but when they wake up tomorrow, it would be hangover central.

"H'llo Na'cissa" Hermione said, almost falling before Draco caught her. But they both ended up on the floor, laughing.

"They over did it?" Narcissa asked Blaise. She wanted to laugh at this situation, but held it in.

"Most definitely. Is it alright if I take them up to Draco's room?"

"Sure, I should go start the hangover potion." Narcissa went into the kitchen. She rarely asked the house elves for help anymore, she rather liked doing things on her own.

"Okay you two, to the stairs." They follwed his orders. Both made it up the stairs, a few struggles here and there. But after a ten minute climb, everyone was upstairs laughing. All except Blaise.

He led them to Draco's room. They laid down and started another fit of laughter. Blaise just shook his head and left, closing the door behind them. "Silencio." He made sure that no one would be able to hear them in their drunken state.

"Draco," Hermione giggled.

"Yeah?"

"You're showing."

"'Cuase I'm in a bed with you."

Hermione's giggle turned into a burst of laughter. "Gods Draco! Are you getting bigger?"

Before either knew what was happening, they were both undressed. Draco's lips came crashing down Hermione's. His tongue seeked entrance to Hermione's mouth by licking her bottom lip ever so gently. She let him in.

Draco took in all of her. Her mouth tasted so good, better than any cany he had ever tasted. Soon they were having a passionate tongue war. Draco wanted her, he wanted to take her right then.

A moan escaped Hermione's mouth as he inserted himself in her. He brought her hips up to meet his. Draco was going so fast,Hermione felt like she was going to explode. "Draco," she panted.

"Say my name when you come." He muttered huskily.

"DRACO!" She yelled. Thankfully he hearrd Zabini putting the silencing charm on the room. She threw her head back as she moaned in pleasure. Draco wouldn't let her go, swallowing the next moan by covering her mouth with his. This wasn't rape, she was aware of that. Hermione was glad that this time, she knew what she was doing with the man she loved. Never again would she have to be raped by her nightmare of a stepfather.

Once they had finished, sleep had passed over them. The sleep would do them well, but in the morning, the hangover would surely do them in.

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