𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 , dramione one shots

Angel Shot

This story involves sexual touching without permission so if this makes you uncomfortable or affects you in any way, please skip it.

Hermione swayed to the beat of the music.

Ron and her decided to go to the bar for a couple of drinks, but Ron had a lot more than a couple. Ron was at the bar, laughing with some girl. Hermione didn't do anything about it. She knew it was just because he was drunk, but it still hurt a little bit.

Ron stumbled over to Hermione. "Hey...Hermione," Ron slurred.

Ron wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and kissed her full on the mouth. Hermione could only taste alcohol on Ron's lips and mouth.

Hermione pushed him off her. "Ron, don't kiss me. You're drunk."

Ron lifted an arm from Hermione's waist and groped her one of her breast. Hermione yelped and pushed Ron off of her. "I'm going to get a drink."

Hermione knew Ron would never stop following her unless they left, and Hermione was scared of what could happen if she left with Ron.

"Hello, what can I get you?" The bartender turned around to face her.

"Malfoy?!"

"Granger?"

"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked.

Draco smirked. "Well, you see, I work here."

Hermione shook her. "Right, sorry. Uh, I need an angel shot, please."

Draco raised an eyebrow. "Ice?"

Hermione shook her head. Draco nodded and leaned forward. "Who?"

"The man with the red hair and dark green shirt," Hermione whispered.

Draco flicked his eyes over to Ron. "Weaselbee?"

Hermione nodded.

"You sure?"

"Yes, please. I need him out of here and away from me."

"Don't worry, Granger. I'll handle it." Draco walked over to Ron and grabbed him by the shirt, dragging him toward the door.

Draco came back in a few minutes later. "So, may I ask why you ordered the angel shot?" Draco asked her.

"He was groping me. In a way he shouldn't." Hermione said, looking down.

Draco handed her a water bottle. "He's gone now, Granger. Don't worry. Need a ride home?"

"No, it's fine. Besides, you're working."

"My shift is almost over. Come on, I'll take you home."

Hermione sighed, defeated. Ten minutes later, she was in Draco Malfoy's silver Volvo.

"Thank you, Draco. This really does mean a lot."

Draco grinned. "Of course, Bookworm. Do you want to go back to your place? Or you can stay at mine?"

Hermione was quiet.

"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I just thought Ron might be home and you probably don't want to go back." Draco was silent for a few moments. "Unless you do?"

"No! Absolutely not! It just surprised me, your offer. You wouldn't mind me staying?"

"Of course not." Draco turned down a street, lit by streetlights. Draco unlocked the door to his house, opening it wider to let Hermione in. He flicked on a light switch.

"Wow!" Hermione gasped. "This is so beautiful!"

Draco smirked. "Thanks."

Draco grabbed the back of Hermione's jacket and helped her take it off. "I'll show you the guest room," Draco walked up the stairs.

Hermione followed him as Draco led her into a beautiful room. The bed was king sized, and the room was painted a light gray. There was a walk in closet, and a bathroom that has all the essentials.

"Thank you. I really appreciate this."

Draco smiled. "If you need anything, I'm down the hall on the right."

Hermione nodded and closed the door. Hermione showered, put on pajamas, and brushed her teeth before snuggling into the guest bed.

Hermione woke up, drenched in sweat. She didn't expect to have nightmares after what happened. She ran her fingers through her knotted, bushy hair.

She got up and slowly opened the door. She crept to the room where Draco said he'd be staying. She knocked a couple of times before the door opened.

"Granger?" Draco yawned.

"Yeah, uh, sorry for waking you." Hermione said sheepishly.

"It's alright. You need something?" Draco asked, scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah, uh, I had a nightmare...and I was wondering...if...I could...sleep with you?" Hermione asked.

"Like in my bed?"

"Uh, yes."

Draco smiled and opened the door wider for Hermione to walk in. Hermione snuggled into the covers of Draco's bed when she felt something wrap around her waist. Then, Hermione felt herself being turned and pressed against Draco's chest. "In case you didn't know, Granger, I like cuddles." 

Hermione giggled against his chest and fell asleep to Draco rubbing her back.