by Chelsea
WOW!!! You guys REALLY owe now...
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[Okay, it's the day before the Christmas Hogsmeade visit.
Ron and Harry went to the Burrow for Christmas break.]
"Hermione?" Draco asked. Hermione was deeply engrossed
in 'Hogwarts, A History' for the fifty-eleventh time.
"Hmm?" she responded.
"Put the book down, please."
"What?"
"Let go of the book."
"Okay. You have my attention." She put the book on the
table in front of her. They were in the common room by the
fire.
"Do you want to come with me to Hogmeade tommorow?"
"I have to, don't I? Whether I want to or not."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm kidding." she giggled.
"Okay. But, yeah, do you want to grab a bite to eat in the
Three Broomsticks and go shopping and stuff? Again, my
treat."
"Sure. Why not? We have to be in the Three Broomsticks
anyway, to make sure no one underage is drinking."
.:Next Day:.
Hermione got up and took a shower, taking care to tell
Draco. She didn't want another incident like the one when
she walked in on Draco.
After that, she put on some warm jeans and a sweater and
went to the Great Hall for breakfast. By then, it was nine
o'clock. Draco joined her a half hour later, and they made
their way to Hogsmeade.
"Where shall we go first? Surely you don't need another
bra." teased Draco.
"Draco! Let's go to the Three Broomsticks first. It'll be
nice and warm in there..." answered Hermione.
They walked in to the inviting pub and Draco said, "I'll
get the drinks. Stay here." He walked toward the crowded
bar and Hermione sat a near by table. He returned a moment
later with two mugs of steaming Butterbeer. They drank up
and Hermione got sleepy from all the warmth. Fearing she
would fall asleep if she sat down any longer, she told
Draco, "I'm going to go get something more to drink. Be
right back."
Hermione stepped over to the bar and asked Madame
Rosmerta, who was cleaning glasses, "Do you have anything
that could wake me up a bit?"
Madame Rosmerta said, without looking up, "Of course,
dear. Hold on a second." She reached for a clean mug and
filled it with a steaming gold liquid and sprinked in a few
droplets of a bubbling orange liquid.
"There you go, dear. That'll be two Sickles." Hermione
gave her two silver coins and walked back to Draco, cup in
hand.
"What's that?" Draco asked.
"Madame Rosmerta says it'll wake me up, and I need it."
With that, she took a big gulp, and it was wonderful. The
drink burned her throat a bit, but only for a moment. It
tasted like Butterbeer and some kind of spice, mixed with
something really powerful she couldn't name.
"Is it good?" asked Draco curiously. Hermione giggled.
"Yeah. Here, have a bit." she said. Draco reached for the
mug and took a drink. His face lit up, and Hermione knew
he liked it too.
"Wow, that's really good!" Draco shouted.
Hermione took it back and said, "You can go get some if you
like." Draco nodded and walked to the bar, pointing at
Hermione to indicate what he wanted. He came back with a
mug of the substance and as soon as he sat down, he took a
giant gulp.
"Mmmmm, that's really good." Draco said. Hermione took
another drink of hers. She giggled madly, although she had
no clue what was funny. The people around them looked at
the couple and then quickly looked away, not wanting to be
caught staring.
Draco and Hermione continued drinking from their mugs and when they finished, they left them on the table and stumbled out of the pub.
"Wha'd'you wanna do now?" Draco asked, his words slurring.
"I'o know..." answered Hermione, her speech just as messed
up. She knew she was drunk, but only a tiny part of her
registered what that meant.
"Let's go back to the common room, 'Mione." Draco said.
"'Kay..." agreed Hermione. They walked back to the castle,
tripping over things every now and then and earning stares
from other students heading back, also. Hermione giggled
to the extent of insanity, and Draco walked with a stupid
grin on his face.
Once to the common room, Hermione said, "Draco, what'd'you
wanna do now? Ahm bored..."
"Me too." He walked over and started kissing her.
They pulled apart after a few minutes and Hermione
asked, "What's thafor?"
"I dunno. Hey, 'Mione, you still got that bra? Yahknow,
that last'un you tried on that one day?"
"Yeah. I got it on right now."
"Cen I see't again?"
"Sure." She took off her shirt, barely aware of what she
was doing. Draco stared, but Hermione didn't
really realize what he was looking at. She kissed him,
with more force than he had used, and they moved to
Hermione's bedroom. They undressed each other and moved to
the bed.
[A/N: We all know what happened next, so I'm not going to
go into great detail. If you're a perv, go to /B_Bootyful2
to find out what happened.]
.:Next Day:.
Draco woke up, feeling horrible and incredibly happy at the
same time. He opened his eyes and saw who was next to him,
and his panic suddenly arose. He slowly sat up, careful
not to move the sheets, for they were covering up
Hermione. He saw their clothes on the floor and his fear
was confirmed. So they had done it. But, why? he asked
himself. Think back, come on, remember. Okay, something
about being sleepy. Got a different drink. So they had
gotten drunk. That was it. He only hoped it had been
Hermione's choice, not his. He prayed that he had not
broken his promise to himslef and pressured her into
anything. He quickly threw on his clothes and walked out
of the common room, through the castle and out to the
grounds. Draco seated himself below the tree by the lake,
the tree he had thought of as "Our Tree." He hoped it
still could be.
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I'm sorry guys, I had an emergancy, my friend tried to kill
herself, so I kinda had to go...
It's all in the next chappie!!