The Slytherins certainly did not take kindly to losing their first Quidditch Match of the season. However, in typical Slytherin fashion of course, there was still a party to be had, courtesy of Blaise. A loss could only be nursed by alcohol, according to Theo.
Hours after the Quidditch match, the common room was full of students and commotion. Kegs of Butterbeer had been rolled in and placed atop the mahogany tables. A few of the older students even managed to sneak in Firewhisky and Dragon Barrel Brandy to drown their loss.
"Lucy!" hollered a rather inebriated Theo, who thrusted a bottle of Firewhisky into her hands. "Here, drink!"
She glanced down at the bottle before shrugging and taking a gulp. Her throat burned with the taste of red hot cinnamon as it made its way down. Lucy's brows furrowed and nose scrunched up at the taste. Personally, she was not doing much better than Theo. With the amount of times he had encouraged her to take a sip of whatever was in his hand, Lucy's head had began to feel dizzy.
However, she did not let the feeling stop her from having fun. In fact, she was dancing like there was no tomorrow at Theo's side. The two laughed and sang as they let the music take over for the night.
Lucy felt her head spin more, and decided she needed to sit for a minute. Theo did not hear her over the music as she began to squish out the crowd.
Meanwhile, Draco stood broodingly in the corner of the room watching the green-robed students dance around carelessly. In his hands was a glass of firewhisky. His steely grey eyes scanned for a certain raven-haired girl amongst the crowd.
At last he spotted her squished in a throng of people. She now had a small hand wrapped desperately around a mug of Butterbeer held at eye-level as she carefully tried to navigate her way through the sea of Slytherins. Suddenly, a fourth year bumped into her and the front of her clothes were drenched in Butterbeer.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" she gasped in horror as the uncomfortable feeling of sticky, warm drink on her skin sank in. The kid mindlessly ignored her and continued with his drunken dancing. She hurried to escape the obnoxious mob of students and placed the empty mug down breathlessly before glancing down at her clothing. The jersey she had borrowed from Theo now smelled of butterscotch.
"Armstrong,"
Lucy's warm eyes snapped up to meet Draco's stormy ones.
"This irritating little fourth year knocked into me and didn't even apologize!" she groaned, holding the fabric at a distance from her skin.
"I saw," Draco retorted through gritted teeth. "Although, it seems like Arielle and Blaise are enjoying themselves,"
Lucy took a sip of Butterbeer and craned her neck to see the couple dancing rather intimately on the edge of the crowd. Her nose scrunched up as she let out a gasp of surprise that turned into a stifled laugh. Draco had an amused expression upon his face as well.
"C'mon," Draco muttered underneath his breath, motioning with a nod of his head.
"Where are we going?" she questioned as he gently began to guide her towards the exit of the common room.
"You're drunk and covered in Butterbeer, Lucy," he answered coolly.
"I am not drunk!" protested Lucy weakly as she followed him towards the dormitories.
Draco pushed the door to the boy's dormitory open and Lucy glanced around. It was nearly identical to the girl's dormitory, except much messier. There were numerous four-poster beds draped in green silk hangings, each by its own stone alcove in the wall. A majority of the beds were covered in clothes, parchment, and sweet wrappers.
Draco strode over to his neat dresser and pulled out none other than his old Quidditch Jersey with the number seven upon it. Unsurprisingly, his bed was spotless and belongings neatly put away.
"Here," he declared stiffly, pressing it into her hands.
She stared down at the jersey as green light poured in from the glass windows above them. Music echoed from outside the door, causing Draco to wordlessly cast a Silencing Charm. The room instantly grew quiet, and the only sound was that of the waves lapping against the windows.
"I don't know why they're even bloody celebrating, we lost,"
"Well, we wouldn't have lost if you had played today," Lucy added before turning around and peeling the sticky jersey off of her and allowing it to fall to the floor. She did not have anything on underneath it, and her cheeks flushed at the thought of him looking at her bare back.
Draco cleared his throat from behind her as she slipped on the new, clean jersey. It smelled of evergreen and his cologne. It smelled of him.
"I must say, you look far better in my jersey," he continued as his eyes raked over the way his jersey fell on her small body.
"Oh really?" Lucy asked with a tipsy smile on her lips.
Draco then tilted his head down toward her before snaking an arm around the small of her back. Goosebumps shivered down her spine as he brushed an ebony strand of hair away from her ear.
His eyes fell on her lips as he began to lean in before shaking his head. Lucy's lips fell open in surprise at the action.
"Did I do something wrong?" Lucy exclaimed breathlessly, her eyes wide.
"No, Lucy, you're just drunk," Draco stated rather plainly, turning to face his dresser. He placed his hands on it and let out a sigh.
"I'm not, I'm fine, Draco, really, I am!" she insisted.
The tall blonde turned around to face her. His dark blue eyes scanned her concerned face as his expression stiffened. "You should go,"
"What?"
"Just go, Lucy!" He repeated hotly, his temper rising. His brows were deeply furrowed as he began to knot his tie once more.
"O-okay,"
Lucy hesitantly got to her feet, the ground feeling wobbly. She began shuffling to the door, secretly hoping he would change his mind, but he didn't. He remained frozen in place by his dresser, watching her retreating figure.
"Goodnight," she called out softly before shutting the heavy mahogany door. There was no response.
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author's note:
another close call! i promise they kiss soon my dear readers!!
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