All Because of a Bet (Draco x Y/n)

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What Happens at the Slytherin Party Stays at the Slytherin Party
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Warning: This chapter contains mature themes such as underage drinking and very slight smut. If you feel uncomfortable reading, please skip this chapter and don't report as I worked very hard on my writing :)

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"Where are you off to?" Hermione asked as she looked at the outfit I was wearing.

I wore a short, black dress and lace up heels. My hair was curled and I carried a black clutch.

"Nowhere," I responded.

"That would've worked on Ron, but you must've forgotten that I'm not stupid," she said intelligently.

"Fine. A party."

"Where at? I didn't know there was one tonight."

"Um...Slytherin is holding it," I said. I didn't even bother lying because Hermione can pick out a lie in .2 seconds.

She raised her eyebrows. "How'd you get invited?"

"Malfoy. Long story. Just don't tell Harry."

"As in Draco Malfoy?" she questioned.

The door to our dorm slammed open and Harry and Ron marched in. Harry looked pissed.

"So that's why Malfoy is at the portrait hole. I thought the whole bet thing was a joke but I guess not," Harry spat.

'What bet' I thought to myself.

"Bloody hell, Y/n. How stupid do you have to be to agree to attend a Slytherin party...and with Malfoy?" Ron questioned. "Actually, I reckon it's a joke."

I ignored him and turned to Harry. "Hold on, what do you mean by bet?" I asked.

"I overheard Malfoy and Nott making a bet. Something about Malfoy getting someone to fall in love with him. I bet he was talking about you."

"No surprise there," I muttered as I walked to the door.

"Wait, where are you going?" Harry asked.

"The party."

"No."

"I look too damn good to let this night go to waste. I'll see you later."

Harry stepped in between me and the door.

"Move!" I barked.

"I'll tell Sirius."

"I'm his favorite so it's not like he'll be mad," I said cockily.

"Guys, stop!" Hermione jeered. "This could be a good thing...Y/n going out with Malfoy. Just think about it."

Both Harry and I stood there for a moment. Even I knew going out with Malfoy was no good but pissing off Harry was fun.

"Care to elaborate?" Harry asked.

"We all know his father works for the Dark Side, right?"

Ron, Harry, and I nodded.

"Well, maybe Y/n can make Malfoy fall in love with her instead and then she can get information out of him!"

"Absolutely not!" Harry and I said at the same time.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to date Malfoy!" I cried.

"Yeah, this is my baby sister we're talking about," Harry mumbled.