Bound

Chapter 27

A/N:- Sorry for the delay! I took a week break but I am back! Hope y'all enjoy this chapter!

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"Whose turn is it?"

"It landed on me last time so it is my turn to spin, idiot."

The Slytherins and the Gryffindors all sat on the floor of the common room in a circle. An empty bottle was in the middle, laying on it's side, waiting for someone else to spin it.

After the Slytherins finished their quidditch practice, Blaise decided that they should have a 'celebration' for the confirmation of Harry and Pansy.

As if they didn't already know. Blaise just wanted an excuse to get drunk.

When they all arrived at the common room, Blaise disappeared in his room and then came out with a firewhiskey bottle that had Veritaserum in it. When asked about the Veritaserum, Blaise simply smirked and said nothing. No one knows how he obtained it, well, no one except Ginny.

Adrian —who decided to join them— conjured an empty bottle and they put it in the middle of them.

They have all been taking turns all night; spinning the bottle and asking the person who it landed on a question. They would drink a shot of firewhiskey and answer the question. The dosage of the firewhiskey allowed them to only answer one question.

The night has been going quite well, all of them asking harmless and funny questions. At this point, they were all drunk, and Hermione loved the feeling of freedom as it enveloped her in a warm embrace.

Or maybe that was Draco's arm around her waist? She really doesn't know.

When it was Blaise's turn to spin, the bottle almost pointed at Hermione.

Almost.

"Ah, Malfoy, okay."

Blaise rubbed his hands together before he leaned forward and smiling cheekily as he said. "In your opinion, who is the most good looking person in here?"

"Granger."

The answer came out without any hesitation nor some unnecessary pauses. Draco didn't hesitate to answer, but he also did not drink the Veritaserum.

"Nope, not how it works. Drink the Veritaserum, Malfoy." Blaise smirked, even though he knew that Draco's answer wouldn't change.

Draco rolled his eyes, muttering something about how it was unnecessary under his breath before he drank the firewhiskey that had the Veritaserum.

"Now, who is the most good looking person here?" Blaise asked again.

"Granger. See? I told you that it was unnecessary."

Hermione smiled fondly at Draco before kissing his cheek quickly.

The Slytherins and the Gryffindors would most likely not remember this in the morning. The sheer amount of the firewhiskey that they drank was crazy.

Hermione still wondered where he got the firewhiskey from, more so the Veritaserum. She was too drunk to care about the consequences now though. One night wouldn't hurt, she can spend some time without worrying about everything and everyone, can't she?

Either way, it was too late now. The alcohol has reached her brain and Hermione couldn't think straight, but she didn't mind. Getting drunk had always calmed her down. The alcohol cornered all of her thoughts, tied all of them together, and simply left her mind thoughtless, giving her enough time to finally not care.