Nox Celebrationis - A Slytherin Party

Chapter 4

Draco couldn't look away from the Gryffindor. She danced with her hips swaying, looking like she felt pure bliss. A bliss he wanted to be part of. Draco didn't have anything against her blood status anymore. He wondered if he ever really had anything against Muggleborns or if that was just what he did to be his fathers son. Seeing how she just talked to Theo; cross armed and with a skeptical view in her eyes, he couldn't hold in a smirk, Hermione Granger was still a swot. Annoying to a fault, but as beautiful as can be. He looked at her twinkling eyes and her hair that came down in smooth waves; which must be a beauty charm, he assumed. Rationally he knew that his desire stemmed from tonight's potion. But he also knew that she was always the one thing he desired. In secret naturally, only when he was mean or picking fights, since this was the only time when getting close to her was possible. And her fiery side made him want her even more.

She looked like his salvation and his personal hell at the same time. He knew it wasn't possible to be close to the savior princess. He was too dark for her light. Yet just at this moment the beacon of light looked had a dark tint. A tint of potion. Something that changed everything, even for just one night.

That was when he decided to follow the desire that he kept in himself for so long. The desire namely being Hermione Granger. He slowly got up, making his way to the crowd. He stopped, still somewhat hidden in the crowd to see her up close. Her eyes were shut, she twirled around like the goddess she was.

In the corner of his eyes he saw theo coming closer to her from the bar on the other side of the room with two glasses of wine in his hand and a smirk in his face. He had to stop him before Theo could destroy the one moment to seize what was his. As fast as. He could muster, Draco pushed through the crowd to Theo. "Nott", he drawled. "Draco, what's up ?", Theo answered confused. "I want that you give me Grangers Glas and turn back towards the direction you're coming from."
Theodore Nott laughed, "why should I? The beautiful Ginny Weasley was already snatched under my eyes by Zabini. I won't let someone steal another charming witch right under my eyes." Draco's eyes narrowed, "I don't care what happened to you with another witch, Nott. The only thing I care about right now is for you to fuck off. Go and get the Weasel back from Blaise for all that I care, but DON'T even think about fucking Granger tonight. She will be mine." Theo put both of his hands in the air and laughed, "Alright, the message was clear enough. Granger is not the only beautiful witch in the Den. But I may just see what Weasley is up to... she's seems like a real vixen."

Theo gave a little bow and winked at him, "I shall do as our Slytherin Prince demands. Good luck Draco, you will need it - you know that right ?"

"Whatever Theo, now go fuck off", Draco grumbles.

On the other side the Slytherin common room was tinted in a delirious and dark atmosphere. The dark green light of the lake and the rumbling slow Songs made Hermione feel dangerous and sensual; wanted even. Yet she didn't know how much she was wanted at the others side of the room... She moved her hips slowly to the beat, her arms above her head & her brown eyes closed. She just felt, not thought.
Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her waist, followed by a dark voice, one she knew all to well, that was heard in her ear. It was a voice that haunted her in her sleeps sometimes. A voice that had often sneered with disgust at her. Yet it was a voice which tone she somehow liked. A dark rumbling, smooth sound. A sound which gave her shivers. A sound that came from slytherin Prince and former death eater Draco Malfoy. And he could end her with just one word, she knew at that moment what her deepest desire had been all along. The blonde Pureblood Git.

„Hello Granger", that voice said.