The Break-Up (Dramione)

The party

A/N so the chapter of the party is here. The pov will switch around a lot, so be mindful. Enjoy!

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Hermione pov

I wake up early. I get a shower and make my way downstairs to breakfast. During breakfast I notice that there is a buzz in the air. I think people are excited about the party tonight.

People are also paying less attention to me. It's nice, this party is giving everyone a distraction and taking their focus off of me.

Classes go by terribly slow. I'm watching the clock tick the seconds away in the slowest pace possible.

Finally though, classes are over.

I make my way to the Great Hall for dinner. I automatically walk towards the Slytherin table, I've been having dinner with them the past few days and it's starting to become a habit.

To be honest, I like sitting with them. They're carefree and fun to be around. They frequently make jokes about each other but they rarely judge.

Even Pansy can be funny at times.

"So, are you fellas ready to party tonight?" Theo asks.

"Definitely, today was such a long day, I'm ready to get wasted." Blaise responds.

I smile a little while I take another bite.

"I guess I'll see ya'll there." I say. 

"Do you have something to wear?" Pansy asks. Leave it to her to care mostly about the fashion aspect of a party.

"I think so, if it's not up to par, you can let me know." I reply.

"You know I will," she says.

We finish the rest of dinner with some banter.

"Alright, I should get ready. See all you clowns later." I say while getting.

"Who are you calling a clown Granger?! We'll see who's truly a clown tonight!" Theo yells at my back. I smile before I make my way up the stairs.

I take a nice shower and take my time getting ready.

I pull out a short black dress I've owned since forever but have never worn before. I didn't have a reason to.

Looking in the mirror I think I look nice. You can see some cleavage but not too much. The dress is long enough to cover everything, but leave my legs exposed.

I take out some black shoes to match that I never wear.

Taking one last look in the mirror, I think I've done everything to make myself as ready as possible. Hopefully Pansy is proud.

I make my way downstairs towards the dungeons. After taking one last deep breath, I step inside.

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Draco pov

I'm nursing my second drink already when I see the door to the dungeon open again.

I take a sip as I see that it's Granger walking inside.

It's good that I took a sip, because suddenly my throat is starch dry.

Granger is looking good in a short black dress. Her hair is done nicely, her curls fall lushishly over her shoulders. Dipping my eyes a little lower I can see the outline of her cleavage. Below her dress I can see her toned legs, bare.

Damn.

She can surely dress up nicely, it's a lot better than the daily robes for sure.

I shake my head, I shouldn't be thinking this. It's Granger for Salazar sake. She's not attractive in any way, shape or form.