The pursuit of happiness

A/n: First off I want to apologize for the stab at the Italian language, I know some but not enough to make translations on my own, so I used a site to translate for me but I don't think it's right. If there's anyone reading this that can speak Italian, please help. Enjoy it guys. Oh, And I've asked someone to look this over for me but you guys have been waiting for a while, so don't mind the errors.


Love is in the air, Magical style


After the Ball was over, and all the guests were gone. The newly appointed Minister of Magic and his board of advisers, sat down for a quick drink.

Kingsley, the new Minister, joined by Arthur Weasley, Reamus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore, Lucius Malfoy and Mad Eye Moody.

“Are these safe to drink?” Lucius asked while discreetly sniffing the glass in front of him.

“It does not affect anyone above the age of twenty-five,” Dumbledore reassured them, chuckling softly as he noticed everyone gulp down most of their drinks in one sip.

“I really don't think we should interfere with destiny,” Arthur sighed.

“It's not interfering, it's simply rushing it along,” Kingsley chuckled dryly.

“I hope you are right, if this comes back to bite us in the arse, we'll be sitting funny for a while for such a bite it'll be,” Lucius smirked.

“We could've let things run its course, and soon we'd have a Malfoy/Parkinson union in our hands,” Dumbledore smiled knowingly at Lucius.

“Over my dead body,” Lucius sneered.

“Almost my new friend, almost,” Reamus smiled patting Lucius on the back, where he knew an ugly scar reminded Lucius everyday of how lucky he truly was to have turned robes.

As the men bid their good nights and stepped out into the hot humid night, the only sound heard was the pop signaling their departure. The night was quiet, the wizarding world carried on with their lives, not a single person outside this group had any knowledge of the silent bomb that started it's countdown tonight.

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“Are you okay?” Hermione asked, leading Ginny away.

“How about that firewhiskey?” Ginny choked back tears.

“Oh, Ginny,” Hermione pulled her into a comforting hug.

That was all she needed to break down, the safety of a friend's calming arms.

“Do you really think alcohol is the answer?” Hermione smiled, pulling back to look her friend in the eyes.

“The answer,” sniffle “no, but it'll help me feel a tiny bit better,” she wiped the tears off her face taking deep calming breaths.

“Let's go pay a visit to Madam Rosmerta,” Hermione smiled draping her arm around her friend's shoulder.

“Yes, Please. Then lets go back to Honeydukes, I need more chocolate,” the two girls were so wrapped up on each other, they failed to notice the two Slytherins standing not too far behind them.

“And I thought you were going for Hermione,” Draco chuckled.

“Well, at the time Red was taken. Plus I don't know what it is but ever since that damed Ball, I've had this thing for her,” Blaise sighed, he really liked the Weasley girl, and now that she was free he wouldn't let this opportunity pass.

“We can reschedule our tutoring section, we can do it tomorrow or next week,” Draco suggested knowing fully well that no tutoring would be going on tonight.

“You sure bout this?” Blaise's question was unsure, but his eyes shined like a kid on Christmas morning.

“Yeah, I'm sure.”

“We are supposed to tutor Pansy, and Theo,” Blaise reminded him.

“Their own fault that they don't pay attention in class, plus would you rather tutor or let those two have their wicked way with us?” Draco asked.

“Do you even need me to answer that. Let's give them a minute head start, I need to make those same stops.”

“I can understand the alcohol, but chocolate?”

“They want to play games, cant have games without chocolate syrup,” Blaise winked at him.

“The little Gryffindor cubs don't know what they're in for,” Draco laughed.

“Party Slytherin style,” they said at the same time. Laughing they walked to their destinations.


Hermione walked Ginny to the Gryffindor tower so she could get some of her belongings for the night and possibly a couple more. By the time they got to the Head's common room, it was already occupied.

“I thought you had tutoring tonight?” Ginny asked looking right at Blaise.

“We did, but they never showed up,” He said motioning to the table and the empty seats around it.

“Are you going to be here long? We had plans for the common room,” Hermione asked.

“We'll be as long as it takes Granger, remember one of your own rules; no party in the common room unless the other head is told,” Draco smirked.

“Two don't make a party, come on let's go to my room,” as they walked into Hermione's room they found all of their purchases sitting on top of Hermione's bed, courtesy of Dobby, of course.

“I say we take our little party back down there,” Ginny suggested.

“But they are studying, I don't want to interrupt them,” Hermione sighed.

“Hermione, please,” Ginny whined. “If they really are studying then we'll come back to your room.”

“Oh okay, but we better shower and change,” an hour later both girls walked into the common room freshly showered and changed. Ignoring the stares they were getting from the two Slytherins, they walked towards the fireplace.

“I can start,” Ginny suggested, sitting down Indian style and placing two shot glasses in between them. Hermione joined her, placing three bottles of firewhiskey by the shot glasses.

“Okay give me your best shot,” Hermione filled their glasses.

“Never have I ever made out with my brother Ron,” Ginny smiled at her.

Hermione drank her shot. “That was a cheap shot. Never have I ever made out with another girl,” and Ginny drank.

“Really? Another girl huh? I want in,” Draco asked.

“Again aren't you guys tutoring tonight?” Hermione asked.

“We were, but we'd rather play with you girls,” Blaise answered.

“With us Gryffindors?” Ginny raised an eyebrow at them.

“House unity, let's give it try,” Draco winked.

“Come on then, but this is all the alcohol we have,” Hermione informed.

“I have some,” Draco added.

“Let's play,” Ginny smiled brightly.

“I never played this game before, care to explain,” Blaise asked, sitting down beside Hermione.

She turned to him and smiled, “It's simple really, for example if I say 'never have I ever fantasized of professor Dumbledore,' if anyone has they need to drink. The statement has to be the truth about you, still interested?”

“Okay, Never have I ever wanked in a classroom,” he stated while silently summoning two shot glasses for him and his friend.

Ginny and Draco both shot back their drinks. Hermione blushed.

“Never have I ever faked an orgasm before,” Draco said. To his great surprise the blush on Hermione's cheek darkened and she reached for her glass, shooting it back quickly.

“Never have I ever had sex with a Pureblood,” Ginny stated, laughing as Draco, Blaise and Hermione tossed back their shots.

This was Hermione's third shot, the alcohol burned her throat making her feel incredibly hot. “I never ever had oral sex,” Hermione's turn made the other three toss back their drinks.

“I've noticed there's a theme here, so what do you guys say we up the stakes?” Blaise suggested.

“What are we upping it too?” Ginny asked.

“Truth or Dare Slytherin Style,” Draco answered.

“I don't know, maybe we shouldn't,” with three shots and possibly more coming, Hermione wasn't very confident in her ability to keep a level head. And yes, Hermione was scared.

“Scared?” Blaise challenged.

“Of what?” she snapped.

Draco opened the chest revealing its contents. Firewhiskey, sweet red wine, chocolate syrup, strawberries and whipped cream.

“Of a little innocent game,” Draco teased.

“Am not.”

“Good, I'll start with you then, truth or dare?” Draco started.

“Truth,” she was quick with an answer.

“Have you ever had a real orgasm with a man?” Draco smirked.

“Dare,” Hermione could tell this was not going to end well.

“I dare you to strip,” but for Draco this could be a very good night.

“What? Why?” Hermione was a bit shocked.

“Because if you answer the truth and you don't follow through with your dare, than you have to pay a small penalty,” Blaise smiled at her.

“You forgot to mention that small detail,” Hermione's tone clearly sarcastic.

“You forgot to ask,” Draco added.

“Come on Hermione, it's how the game works, off with it,” Ginny giggled, apparently the alcohol was starting to kick in. Hermione took in a deep breath, mustering every ounce of confidence she had and pulled the top over her head, her skirt soon followed, leaving her with a white push up bra and a pair of matching knickers.

“Didn't think you had it in you Granger,” Blaise smiled approvingly, which in turn earned him an elbow to the ribs.

“Me neither,” her shot glass forgotten, she grabbed the bottle and drank from it. “My turn. Blaise, truth or dare?” Hermione asked, shaking her head to clear the fog that was starting to build up in her head.

“Dare me.”

“I dare you to...” she looked into the chest trying to get an idea. Grabbing the chocolate syrup, she crawled towards Ginny, giving both boys a perfect view of her bum. “I dare you to eat this of Ginny's tummy,” she said, grabbing Ginny's shirt by the hem and pulling it over her head she pushed Ginny to lay on her back and spelled 'Blaise' on her friends tummy.

Hermione looked back just in time to see Blaise mouth an 'I'm sorry' to Draco before adjusting himself and crawling over to join the girls. Blaise too his time, he felt goose bumps on her skin when his tongue first made contact, yeah he was definitely enjoying this, he would have to repay the favor.

“Draco, you know I hate to eat alone,” Blaise winked at his mate.

“Sorry, mate, you know I won't eat off your plate.”

“That's an easy fix, lets make you a plate,” Blaise gave one last lick before moving towards Hermione. He did to her what she had done to Ginny, adding a couple of squiggly lines over her white bra and one from her belly button down to the elastic band of her knickers. “

“Prendere il tempo, ritengo che il gioco e finito,” Blaise smiled, his Italian voice turning both girls into an even bigger puddle of goo.

“Era mia intenzione mio amico, ora vi debbo una,” Draco answered, not even bothering to look at his friend, he was too busy trying to figure out where to start.

One of the reasons Draco was so accomplished in Potions was his very acute sense of smell, and the fact the he could smell a very strong smell of arousal was clouding his mind more than all the alcohol in the room could. Little did he know that the mere sound of his voice speaking a different language almost made Hermione cum. He crawled over to where she was, looking deep into her eyes, waiting for permission to move forward, with a slight nod from her he started. Never had chocolate tasted this good, he was taking his time on her tummy, licking and sucking lightly, earning him soft little moans. Out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Ginny drag Blaise up to Hermione's room, ignoring them he moved slightly up her body. Bringing his mouth down to hover above her breasts, he looked up into her eyes. The hesitation he saw there told him this was about as far as he was going to take it.

One swift lick over her bra covered breast, made her purr like a kitten. He took one nipple in his mouth, bitting it softly over the lacy material.

“Harder,” she moaned.

Had he heard correctly? He pressed his teeth a little harder this time, yes her reaction told him he had heard right. Using his teeth only he pulled the cup of her bra down just enough to expose her nipple, sucking it into his mouth and bitting softly down on it made her whole body quiver.


“I want you,” she whispered, a little part of her hoping he hadn't noticed the fact that she had cum just from his little foreplay.

“I want you sober,” He kissed her lips while fixing her bra.

“I'm not drunk,” she protested.

“Yes you are, here,” he said handing her skirt.

“No I'm not, I was watching you, we've had the same amount to drink. No you had more, Are you drunk?”

“No, but I've been doing this a lot longer, I've got experience with this stuff.”

“Please, Draco you can't leave me like this,” she said bringing his hand to cover her damp knickers.

“Don't do this Hermione,” he said through gritted teeth.

“But I'm ready for you, fuck me Draco.”

“You are most definitely drunk and making this very difficult, plus you are going to hate yourself in the morning I don't want you to hate me too,” he got to his feet, regretting it immediately, tonight he would have to take matters into his own hands. She tried following his action, but her legs would not cooperate and she stumbled back onto her bum.

“Okay, maybe a little drunk,” and she burst out laughing, he couldn't help but join her.

“Come on, you'll sleep with me tonight,” he chuckled leaning down to help her up.

“But I thought you...”

“Sleep, Hermione just sleep. Your room is occupied,” he told her. She looked around looking for her friend.

“Eek, on my favorite bed sheets,” and she laughed some more. He picked her up bridal style and carried her up to his room.

“You stay here while I shower, and please behave yourself,” he laid her on his bed and moved toward his wardrobe to get a clean boxer and some sleeping pants.

“Hey Draco.”

“Huh.”

“Do you think if I tell anyone that slept with you but didn't sleep with you, that they'll believe me?”

“Not with my reputation.”

“Why don't you come show me some of that reputation of yours.”

“You've already got your sample, now good night,” he left her talking to herself, not to be rude but to not embarrass himself. Just looking at her laying on his bed was making his cock twitch painfully, and he needed to relieve some of that pain. By the time Draco came back from his shower she was already fast asleep, he smiled down at her sleeping form until the most peculiar thought came to mind, 'I wouldn't mind falling asleep with her every night.' Whoa there buddy, what's wrong with me? But he would duel on that thought another time for sleep was quickly taking him.

“I'm not so sure your plan worked,” Arthur said scratching the back of his head nervously.

“It could not have failed,” Kingsley answered.

“I said it then Minister, and I'll say it now, a marriage law will not work,” Arthur reminded the room at large.

“Our society has thinned, if we let these kids work thing out in their own, we'll die out,” Dumbledore said.

“These kids you speak off fought a war and won, I still don't agree with forcing them into marriage,” Lupin argued.

“That's why I'm giving them the choice,” Kingsley argued.

“Giving them make shift love potion isn't exactly giving them a choice,” Lucius countered.

“There was much thought and time and magic put into those potions, there's no way it could fail,” Moody grumbled.

“We'll have riots in our door steps,” Lupin said.

“That's the reason for this meeting, I've decided to break the law into two years,” Kingsley paused to give everyone time to digest the news.

“We'll give them a year to choose for themselves, on the second year we'll match everyone that has not filed a marriage petition,” he explained.

“When are you making it official?” Lupin asked.

“First thing tomorrow morning,” Kingsley announced.

“Can we give our children a little heads up?” Arthur asked.

“No, I'm afraid not,” Dumbledore answered.

“It's not like they won't find out,” Lucius grinned.

“I think I'll miss Moldy Voldy when they do,” Moody chuckled.

“You and me both,” Lucius sneered.

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A/n 2: what I meant to say was:
'Take your time mate, I think the game is over.”

“I intend to my friend, now I owe you one.”

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