Prompt #42 Foam
Draco/Ginny
Draco entered the club, already feeling the beat settling into his body. Neon lights pulsed to the beat and the entire room was a mass of writhing bodies. He passed through to his next destination. It was a smaller room with loud music and a pit in the center, sunken just at waist level. Here the music was the same, but the faces were mostly recognizable. The pass on his wrist, plus a quick scan with a wand got him in. He searched the room, desensitized to the debauchery going on around him.
A slim boy in shorts and nothing else passed by him bearing a tray full of glowing vials, and with practised ease Draco stopped him, plucked a vial from his tray and plopped down a sickle in payment. He quickly downed the shot and put it back on the tray. Nearby girls on platforms wearing bikinis wiggled and shook, beckoning at him.
The potion took hold, and Draco could feel his body relaxing into the music. He noticed most of the witches here were wearing skimpy white shirts and short skirts. The redhead he had his eye on was no different.
She was dancing behind Harry, who had one arm pulling her closer and a second wrapped around Daphne Greengrass. Daphne's arms were pulling them both closer and it appeared that she and Potter were trying to share a lung. Although Draco hated to share, he could not help to think how hot they looked dancing with each other.
Draco wiggled his way over, placing himself behind the little spitfire and began moving to the beat, tracing his hands up and down her body as she lifted her arms. She whirled around and her eyes went large.
"You came."
"Indeed." He smirked.
She moved away from Harry, who whimpered at the loss of the body behind him, only to fully occupy himself with snogging Daphne senseless.
Draco pulled Ginny over to a different corner and they continued to dance. Suddenly there was a siren, but instead of panic there was cheering. Curious, Draco watched as multi-coloured foam started pouring out of vents and soaking everything in sight. To his delight, the white shirts turned transparent, including Ginny's. Underneath she was wearing a neon green bra with a barely noticeable snake motif. The club seemed to get louder as music pulsed and another drink was thrust into his hands. He took the shot and his senses felt heightened. Every sensation on his skin was amazing, including Ginny's damp body wiggling against his.
He pulled her in closer, admiring the view and showing Ginny exactly what he thought about her little plan.
"This was a brilliant idea. I never thought foam could be this much fun!"
"Toldya the Foam Party is the greatest thing ever, especially when you add magic." Ginny breathed.
They continued to dance as the scented foam floated around them. Eventually her mouth found his. After a while he was ready for a different kind of party.
"Ready?" he asked.
Ginny nodded eyes dark. "Yes. Please yes."
Hours later, Ginny's limbs tangled into his, he thought that dancing with foam was the best idea ever.