** Draco **
I drunkenly stumbled my way to room number six, and tried slotting the key Patricia, no Pricilla, gave me into the hole. Alas, it didn't work so I subtly took out my wand and quietly murmured "Alohomora".
As soon as I heard the sound of the lock unlatching I carefully pocketed my wand and walked into the bedroom.
I made my way over to the corner that the bed was in and seeing that Patty was in the bed I carefully lower myself over and placed a hand in her hair.
It was softer and curlier than I remembered it being downstairs at the party when we were snogging, but I'm sure I just don't remember properly.
She doesn't react so I start kissing her and he lips are softer too and more plump but I am thoroughly sloshed.
Suddenly, a knee forcefully knocks into my bollocks and I'm harshly pushed off of the bed.
"What the hell is wrong–" I start only to be cut off by a bright light being flashed in my face.
"MALFOY?" I hear a voice, I never expected to hear again, ask.
"Granger?" I ask confused.
"What are you doing in my room, and why are you trying to molest me?" She asked, in the same swotty voice from Hogwarts, now jutting her wand out at me.
"I wasn't trying to molest you. I was looking for Patty. She said she's in room six." I said in a slightly strangled voice still recovering from the pain of being kneed.
"Patty? Oh, you mean Poppy. Well yes, she should be in room six, but apparently you can't read because this is room five." She replied with her chin lifted in an air of superiority.
"If you still feel the need to fornicate, she should be in the next room over. Just be sure to cast a silencing charm because I'd still like to get my sleep." She finished her statement, while making her way to the door, as if to see me out.
"Wait! Granger, I'd say I'm out of commission for the night, but we could hang out. You know, make amends and such. Be a witch and wizard in a strange foreign land." I said, with a slight smirk on my face.
"First off, Malfoy don't think you can charm your way into my pants with your bland repertoire. Secondly, this isn't a strange land, it's Oxford. Finally, why on Earth would you want to hang out with me." She asked, showing a look of genuine confusion.
"First off, I don't want to get into your pants, I know it wouldn't work anyway. Secondly, I'm well aware that this is Oxford, it was meant to be satirical. Finally, I may be over the blood purity nonsense, but that doesn't mean I don't get tired of being surrounded by muggles and never getting to talk about magic." I said, in a voice meant to mimic hers.
"Um, sure fine. You can meet me at the coffee shop near the library tomorrow morning at 8 and we can study together." She replied and continued making her way to the door.
"Are you really going to kick me out into the cold? I mean, wouldn't you feel bad if I died of hypothermia or something?" I asked, with the intention of goading her.
She frustratedly ran her hand down her face and said "Fine, you can sleep on the floor."
"But, my poor back." I said in a continued attempt to bother her.
"Fine! You can sleep on the left side of the bed just keep to yourself." She yelled, clearly frustrated.
"Why thank you Granger. You're truly a fine hostess." I said, while climbing into the bed.
She did the same, while grumbling something unintelligible about ferrets, but I decided to let it go deciding I'd pushed enough of her buttons tonight.
After about ten minutes of silence I said "I really am sorry for the way I treated you at Hogwarts. It was unacceptable."
I waited what felt like an eternity for her to reply, but she never did. So, I turned and looked to see her sleeping soundly with her chest falling and rising rhythmically with small puffs of air coming out of her slightly parted mouth.
She is quite adorable.
Taking her cue I also fell into a peaceful sleep, but just before I succumbed to the darkness I felt her turn around and wrap a tiny arm around my waist in her sleep.
Little did I know, this would be the start of my greatest friendship and ultimate downfall.
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FanfictionInspired by "Made of Honor" Draco and Hermione are reacquainted one fateful night, in a less than ideal manner, in university. They become put everything behind them and become thick as thieves. Draco is a serial dater, but is unknowingly in love wi...