𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 | a dramione story

chapter 1

One Week Earlier

"Mione, I will give you one hundred dollars if you hook up with someone at the wedding reception tomorrow." Ginny grinned at me and held up five twenties in her hand. "Five big ones, baby."

"Five big ones would mean five hundred dollars, not one hundred dollars." I rolled my eyes. "Twenties aren't considered big ones."

"They are to me."

"Not to me."

"Hermione." Ginny sighed. "Stop trying to change the subject. You going to do it or what?" She paused. "I dare you."

My eyes narrowed as I stared at her. Ginny knew that I wasn't one to back down from a dare. "What do I have to do?"

"Just make out with a guy." She grinned. "Any guy."

"Any guy?"

"Well a guy at the reception. It has to be a wedding hookup."

"Lavender will kill me." I shook my head and laughed.

"That's the point." She giggled and collapsed onto my bed.

"Oh Ginny." I sighed and sat down next to her. Lavender was our roommate from college. The three of us had lived together for the last three years. And we'd been shocked when Lavender had informed us she was getting married, two months after we graduated. To Ginny's ex-boyfriend.

"If you hook up with Anthony, I'll give you five hundred."

"I'm not hooking up with your ex." I made a face and then slapped my mouth. "Sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" Ginny shrugged. "You're a good friend."

"I can't believe she's marrying him and invited us to the wedding."

"She's a bitch." Ginny nodded.

"We don't have to go." I said hopefully. I really didn't want to go to this wedding. I had a really bad feeling that something was going to go awfully wrong.

"We have to go." Ginny licked her lips. "And we're going to be crazy."

"I don't know if I want to be crazy." I made a face and sighed. I didn't want to be crazy, but I knew for Ginny's sake I'd be as crazy as I could be. Which would be hard, considering my background.

I'm the good girl in my family. The youngest in a family of five kids; I have three brothers and one sister. All of whom are crazy and out of control. You don't have a family of crazy siblings and end up crazy. You end up as a good kid. You end up as the kid that the parents are thankful for. You end up as a goody two shoes. I've been a goody two shoes all my life. Up until college. I went away to college determined to have some fun. And fun, I had. Though it wasn't the sexing a different hot guy every week, sort of fun. It was the smoking a joint in a dark room with three of my friends and talking about hot guys sort of fun. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to be one of those confident girls that just goes out and gets laid with whomever she wanted. Only, I didn't have the sort of personality that permitted that.

Instead, I had two long-term relationships, with two average safe guys, with some average and safe sex. I graduated with a bachelor's degree as a single, twenty-two year old feeling like I was just as boring as I'd been when I'd started school. I was determined for that to change, once and for all. Even if that meant making a spectacle of myself at Lavender's wedding.

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"Don't forget, five big ones baby." Ginny grinned at me as we walked into the church the next afternoon; both of us slightly tipsy from the free mimosas we'd had with our breakfast. "Just think of all the things you can do with the money."