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Draco and I were the last to enter the main room by far, having one minute left until the ten minute mark. The rest of the group were all sitting next to their partners. Hermione was literally sitting in Nott's lap, well done Hermione, giggling at something he whispered in her ear. It finally seemed that Greengrass had let her guard drop a little, letting Harry put an arm around her as they got lost in conversation (something about Divination exams, I think). Davis had her head in Neville's lap as he played with her hair, ignoring the rest of us as if they were in their own world. Ginny was basically snogging Zabini, sitting in his lap; apparently they couldn't keep it in their room. Parkinson had taken her now regular spot in Ron's lap and they were sharing a laugh about something apparently hilarious that Ron had said.
I hadn't even made it to the sofa before I felt someone grab me from behind and spin me around.
When I had finally made a one-eighty in his arms, I was an inch away from Draco's smirking face.
"What, you didn't get enough?" I laughed and he leaned to whisper in my ear.
"I could never get enough." I could literally hear the grin in his voice until he started kissing down my neck.
"Draco, not in front of everyone!" I scolded quietly, but I couldn't keep the smile off of my face.
"They're distracted, love," he whispered against my lips. He leaned in to kiss me and I got lost in him; his scent, his hands on my waist, the feel of his lips against mine, until I heard Nott's voice.
"Oi, stop snogging! We need our game master!"
Draco let out a sigh and kissed the top of my head before turning in the direction of his seat, where Ginny was currently sitting.
"Well, everyone back to your seats, then," he demanded.
Ginny scrambled back to her seat, but she couldn't be intimidated by him, she was only eager to continue the game. In about half a minute, everyone was back in their seats except Parkinson, who remained in Ron's lap.
"That means you, Parkinson," Draco gave her an expectant look.
"No, I think I'm good here," she said with a satisfied smile and Ron chuckled.
"Damn right, you are," he laughed.
"I'll respond after Theo, like I always do, but I'm staying here," she said, snuggling up to Ron. Draco let out a sigh.
"Fine, whatever," he gave in and sat in his seat, probably just wanting to get this question over with.
"Why does Parkinson get special treatment? Do I have to date you if I want to sit in Granger's lap, then?" Nott exclaimed, throwing his hands up. This earned a laugh from Hermione, her face reddening.
"We're not going to confuse the entire rotation. And, please, never mention that... dark time again," Draco glared at him.
"She's bloody hot, mate! Your problem that you can't see it," Ron exclaimed at Draco and Parkinson giggled.
"Moving on," Draco huffed, "I'm drawing the verity card this round," he said, reaching for said card.
"Oh, this one will definitely be interesting," he smirked as he read the card. "Would you let your partner dominate you, fully submitting to them? Blaise, you're up."
"Hell yes, she could do anything she wants to me," Zabini grinned at Ginny, not even needing to think about his reply. He took a venture card.
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FanficGryffindor lost the quidditch match. Against slytherin. Don't ask me how- it was the last second of the game. Harry was racing against Malfoy, getting farther and farther ahead, and in the blink of an eye, he caught it. The snitch. No, not Harry. Ma...