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Chapter 21: Firewhiskey Sweethearts (In honor of number 21! The legal drinking age in the U.S.)
Draco's POV
The scalding alcoholic beverage pours into my throat like a fiery fountain. Harry smirks across from me, knocking back his own shot of White Rat Whiskey. The Weasley twins had nicked some Elderberry wine off of their mother, and then proceeded to share it with the rest of us in Hog's Head.
Of course Luna and Harry had to be the odd ones. Going for the extreme, the two of them decided that Exploding Lemonade, a drink that has to be drunken with extreme caution that they went all the way to the Leaky Cauldron for, and the above mentioned whiskeys would be perfect to get drunk with. Then they decided that they didn't want to drink them alone so they started passing them to me and Viktor Krum.
After the first couple I started feeling a little hazy… now I'm kinda smashed.
Hermione crashes down beside me, giggling loudly in a drunken way. "Heeeey, Draaaacoooo!"
"Hiya, Hermiooooneee!"
"You're pretty, Draaaaaaacoooooooo. And your name is fun to say, Draaaaaaaaacooooooooo."
"I knoooow, Hermioooooneeeeee." And the next think I register is her kissing me…
The next day:
"Uh, hi, Draco." I look up at my female friend.
"Hello, Mione. What's up?"
"About last night…"
Fear runs through me like a wild horse, and I just have to tell her. "Hermione, I love you!"
She blinks at me, and then smiles. "I love you too."