𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄 - 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝙘𝙝.８

hot, loud and dizzy .
too many emotions rushed through hermiones body as she was dancing with the slytherin queen.

the colourful lights messed with her already spinning head, but she stopped thinking about it as soon as pansy grabbed her waist.

some unknown song was blasting through the club and the witches danced so close, that their bodies pressed together perfectly.

the lack of people there at the beginning quickly vanished and more and more teenagers and young adults joined them on the dancefloor.

"you are quite drunk, sure you don't wanna take a break?" pansy shouted over the music, laughing rather jokingly than actually concerned.

but as expected, hermione shook her head, her wild curls bouncing softly.

after the first few shots of vodka, hermione lost any kind of shyness and she became more and more adventurous, letting her hands travel over the slytherins body.

nonetheless, they both got tired after a while and decided to get some fresh air and sober up a bit.

"you know," pansy spoke, little clouds forming out of the cold air,
"i hadn't had that much fun since draco got turned into a ferret."

she giggled at the flashback and even hermione couldn't help but smirk.

"i have to thank you as well. you made me forget my worries for a night."

pansys smile turned into a mischievous grin, as she stepped closer.

"i told you, i can be a lot more fun than you might have expected, and the night isn't even over yet."

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the gryffindor woke up with a groan and a deadly headache.
she silently swore herself to never touch a glass of alcohol again, before slurping to the kitchen.

the coffee machine made a loud, painful noise and hermione cursed herself again for drinking so much last night.

she couldn't think of one clear memory, all of them where blurred from the alcohol.

a deep sigh escaped her lips.
parkinson made her throw away all her good resolutions and she couldn't even be mad at her.

she was falling for this damn beautiful woman, and being the stubborn witch she was, she had to figure this mess out immediately.

with a little hesitation, she grabbed her phone, typing quickly

meet me at the cafe at 9?
read, 8:06

sure :)

oh hell, what had she gotten herself into?

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i'm sorry that it took me so long to update, tho i think nobody is even reading this.
i don't really like the chapter and will definitely edit the whole story when it's finished.
thanks for any kind of motivation and support!
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