The Astronomy Tower - A Dramione Fanfiction

One-Shot

"Let's make it a little more interesting, shall we?" Blaise sat back in his seat, taking his newly won pile of galleons from the table.

It was after midnight in the year eight common room and everyone else had gone to bed.

"No, you've cleared me out Zabini, I'll have to go to Gringotts this weekend to obtain some more funds," Draco replied jovially as he poured them another glass of firewhiskey. Both wizards were so rich, they called the amount they played for pocket change when it would have fed poorer wizarding families for a month.

"A wager then?" Blaise smirked.

"What did you have in mind?" Draco rolled his eyes, knowing Zabini was likely to come up with the most ridiculous stunt he could think of.

He took out a small bottle from his jacket pocket and twirled it between his fingers. "A love potion with a twist."

"Dear Godrick, I knew you always fancied me, but drugging me to be with you, that's just sick, Zabini." Draco snorted.

"Fuck off, Malfoy. Whoever loses gets to drink this and they are sent out into the hall to find the first witch of age who passes. The effects won't wear off until you get her to snog you."

"I don't know how I get myself caught up in your schemes, but it will be amusing to watch you trying it on with some witch, like McGonagall."

Blaise clapped his hands and rubbed them together.

"Your move, Malfoy."

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"You're a bastard, I know you cheated!" Draco complained as Blaise passed him the potion. "Well, I'm not taking it so you can just bloody drink it yourself."

"Oh, ho, no way! Drink it or I'll make you." He laughed.

"What? Like you could make me." Draco scoffed.

"No? I've been chatting with a certain brunette Gryffindor Head Girl who might find it quite interesting to know about your crush."

"You couldn't convince her of anything, she'd never believe you." Draco tisked.

"You think? There's such a thing as muggle recording equipment, you can thank a sixth year Hufflepuff girl I know. "

Blaise played back a voice recorder.

"Granger...oh, fuck yes." Draco's voice played back, followed by a snore and a snort.

"You wouldn't?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"I absolutely would. Did you forget we share a dorm and that you talk in your sleep?"

"That's it, I'm turning your bed into grass and fucking toadstools, you git." Draco drank the potion. "Ugh, you could've at least made it taste nice."

"It's the results that matter. Now, off you go." Bliss turned Draco by the shoulders and pointed him towards the doorway.

"It's after midnight, how many witches are likely to be out of bed?" Draco complained. "If I wanted a midnight stroll, I would've just taken one."

"Just don't come back until you've found your witch." Blaise pushed him out into the vacant hallway.

As Blaise closed the door he chuckled darkly. They'd been in the common room all night and Granger hadn't yet returned from patrol. The bottle had contained water mixed with an earwax Bertie Botts flavoured bean.

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"Really?" Hermione pulled back the curtain to an alcove well known as a snogging spot. "It's gone midnight, ten points from both Hufflepuff and Gryffindor."