n i n e

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i love soft draco
warning: slight sexual content

after retiring to my common room i immediate inform jules of the party. the sparkle in her eye when i tell her that it's 'slytherin only' is unmatched. she squeals excitedly and turns hastily to find the proper outfit. i decide to change as well, the castle is a bit warm for a sweater tonight. instead, i wear my slightly cropped black long sleeve shirt, and decide to keep on my black jeans to go with it.

when i turn around to check on jules' progress, i'm stunned. it's not that she doesn't look gorgeous everyday, because she does! but there's just a glow to her right now, the light blue dress she chose compliments her skin tone amazingly. she has on a light blue dress that hugs her skin nicely, it's quite short and revealing, but she covers up slightly with a white turtleneck underneath. stunning.

she blushed under my intense gaze and shifts uncomfortably.

"you look like you're about to jump my bones," she says sheepishly. i laugh at that because i know it's true, and while i do believe she is absolutely gorgeous, she is my best friend and never more. i've always looked at her as if she were a sister.

she turns over the side of her bed and i hear her rummaging through her trunk. finally, she pops her head up and sticks out her hand, holding up a bottle of brandy.

"pre-game time, V." i giggle and walk over to her. she accios two shot glasses from her shirts drawer and placed them on her nightstand before pouring each of us a generous shot. before heading to the slytherin common room we both down two more.

it's dark by the time we leave, easily an hour or two part curfew already. luckily for us there are no classes tomorrow as it's sunday.

we giggle lightly, walking down the dark corridor, the only source of light coming from my wand. we're rounding a sharp corner when we here his drawl. snape. my heart catches in my throat, why does it always have to be snape?

jules is quick on her feet as she grabs my wrist and drags me around the corner, i can hear as snapes voice grows louder. i look at her out of the corner of my eye.

"trust me," her voice is barely above a whisper as she continues to stare straight ahead, determined that whatever her plan is; it's a good one. i see snapes shadow around the corner to our left, he's blocking the corridor we need to take to get to the dungeons.

"ms. zabini and ms. pickette," his monotone voice drawls. he stands a few feet away from us, but we still have to look up to see his towering figure. "what are you doing out of bed at this hour?" he tilts his head inquisitively.

"venus is very ill," jules voice is pleading, she makes an attempt to give him her best puppy dog eyes. "i'm taking her to madame pomfrey, i really don't think it's good. she got hit with a spell today during defence, but she can't remember for the life of her which one it was." damn she's a good liar.

i nod my head lightly, avoiding eye contact with snape. i suppose our lie is believable enough because snape nods his head and steps out of our way. we continue to stay quiet until we know for sure that we're out of range.

"thank merlin you're quick on your feet," i sigh out, my heart is still palpitating after our encounter. we round three more corners before we're finally able to see the dungeons. i smile as i see malfoy talking with his friends, looking the most care-free that i've ever seen him. i look down as we walk towards them, fiddling with my hands slightly.

"alright now that the life of the party is here we can finally head in," theo says, going in for a fist bump with jules. what a dork.

blaise has already turned around and was whispering the password by the time i look up and meet malfoy's gaze. one of the corners of his mouth is quirked up into a half smirk. he turns around so that we can all head towards the entrance, but first, he swings his left arm over my shoulders, pulling me in towards him gently. suddenly, i'm hot all over. gosh it's like i'm thirteen again seeing pictures of tom riddle.

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