Collection of Hinny Drabbles 21#

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Written for the prompt: "But this is the only thing that's made the last three years bearable."

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A Night at the Club (Part One)

Harry felt truly alive as the club's speakers blasted deafening music in his ears, the floor shaking under the heavy bass.
It was one am on a Saturday evening, Ron, Seamus, and Dean had managed to convince him to accompany them to a newly opened nightclub in central London. And he had happily accepted since days like these were the only thing that had made the last three years bearable.
Harry normally wasn't the going out type, if he did, he preferred it to be with his close mates, so they at least had a good time.

And tonight they were having one hell of a good time. The bright lights flashed, red interchanging with purple, and Harry felt like he was gliding, his feet wildly moving on their own accord.
He was slightly tipsy, which made his movements a bit sluggish, but his senses were still sharp, his mind clear and wary.

His eyes scanned the club, he was on the dance floor, Ron not too far from him, a glass of bright red liquid in his right hand, as he was dancing with a blonde girl Harry didn't know, his left hand up in the air. He was clearly enjoying himself, Harry knew that he was still pining after Hermione, but she would come around one day, Harry was sure of that, so right now the light distraction was good for his best mate.

He found Seamus and Dean madly snogging in a corner of the Club and only shook his head, unable to hide the smile crossing his features, those two... they just couldn't keep their hands off each other no matter where they were, it was adorable.

Harry was abruptly thrown from his thoughts as an obviously drunk bloke crashed into him, almost making him tumble.
He just about caught himself, swiftly spinning around to face the man, but the guy had already disappeared into the crowd of dancing people again.
Harry only shook his head, taking a long swig from his beer, and the room lit up as he felt the cool liquid breathe more life into him. His eyes now wide open he fell back into the rhythm of the blaring music, resonating with the quick beat of the pop-hip hop track. He hadn't expected how much he needed this.

He danced on his own, not caring how he looked to the others, simply closing his eyes as he lifted his hands high, breathing in the vibe around him, this was his night, something about this evening was special. He listened to his heart as it seemingly beat to the sound of the music around him.

A strange heat surrounded him, he was the centre of the world, floating through open space, as suddenly an electric current shot through him, now feeling goose flesh on his skin his eyes snapped open. And he was blinded.

A burning flame before him, a thousand shades of red, brighter than the sun on a summer day.
The club, the people, the lights were gone, it was only her.
She had her eyes closed, as she moved with the music, a mere two inches from him, a short green dress framing her body perfectly, her skin flushed and glistening from the heat of the air.

His mind was blank as he watched her, and his body took over. She was dancing with him, no one else near them. And he fell into her pull, her every step, every move resonating through him.
Her energy controlled him, and as she opened those eyes of deep brown, long lashes framing the almond shapes, they moved closer, swinging their bodies in uni-sense, slow circles, the world was folded around the two of them. This was their night, their moment.

Her lips curled mischievously, the deep brown orbs disappearing behind dark cloaks again as her hands came up to his, slowly moving over his arms, the sensation of her touch making him levitate.
He felt her heartbeat, as his eyes fell shut as well. Beats in quick succession, speeding up with the sound of the music that moved the two of them.
He felt her hip on his as her hands landed on his shoulders, he was hers.

A quick spin, swift steps, and he was clutching her waist, feeling her hot breath on his chest. They continued to dance, as he felt the soft fabric of her dress under his palms, endless moments of bliss, they yearned for each other, bodies moving closer. Her hands now tightly clutching the shirt on his back, he felt her nails on his back and it made his skin burn in desire.

They moved like this for many minutes, it might have been hours, and Harry felt like he had known this woman for his entire life, this connection between them, it was like his soul yearned for hers, his body living on her warmth.
He finally decided to open his eyes again, the club now lit brightly, he took in her blinding beauty, that hair so red, the wildest forest fire could not compare, those freckles on her milky skin, those long lashes.

His mouth went dry, and his movements slowed down, she already was his everything.
She must've felt something change with him, and her eyes snapped open, brown pools of chocolate.
But suddenly her lips parted, surprise crossing her flushed face.

"Harry?"