Costume Dilemma
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult
Chapters:
1
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4,259
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2
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Costume Dilemma
Costume Dilemma
By: Sarah Rae Smollett
For Snape_Goddess's Halloween Challenge!
Draco and Hermione sat in Cassandra’s Costume Conservatory, desperately searching for something to wear for the Malfoy's Annual Halloween Ball. Piles of discarded possibilities littered the floor around the worn leather sofa in the center of the room, across which Hermione was now sprawled, a scowl on her face as she surveyed the damage they had caused.
“I have given up Draco, lets just stay home and watch scary movies all night.”
“Oh come on now love, where is you imagination? Here, how about this sexy little number?” Draco proudly held up a black and purple corset top dress with a ruffled skirt.
Hermione scoffed “You just want an excuse to tart me up like a wench.”
“Maybe I do.” He leered at her, that damn smirk on his face.
“Fine, if I have to wear that I can transform that mouse costume over in the corner to be a nice white ferret.”
“Point taken darling.” Draco still flushed - Malfoy’s do not blush - a little at the memory of that very eventful fourth year.
“I think I'll get this anyway for a more private costume party.” His ego inflating again as he sent the purple garment to the front counter to be taken care of.
“That still doesn’t solve our problem.” Hermione reminded Draco who had gone back to digging through the racks, trunks and baskets that encompassed the store.
“Aha! Here we go love, Dracula and his beautiful prey.” He held up a long black cape with a blood red vest.
“Bit cliché wouldn’t you say?”
“Okay, you come up with something Miss. Brightest-witch-of-our-age.”
“How about I go as a vampress and you and you can go as my prey?” she smiled at him.
“If you wanted to take a bite, all you had to do was ask.” He winked at her and she just rolled her eyes heading to a trunk full of masks.
“Oh you could go as the Phantom of the Opera.” She spoke into the trunk, brandishing a black and silver mask designed to cover the entire left side of the face.
“Not too fond of masks love, not the best memories attached.” The image of his father’s death eaters mask came to mind and made him shudder.
“Sorry love.” She turned around and walked up to wrap her arms around his waist, kissing his lips softly.
“It’s fine, that's all in the past now.” He smiled down at her knowing that she was the main reason why he had never worn that dark mask or mark. She was the new chance in his life. He looked over to a basket of hats. “Perfect," he grabbed a big, black, pointy witch's hat and plopped it on her curly head. “There, you are my little witch, and I shall be…” He reached back and pulled up a long green hat with a high plume attached to the side, “Robin Hood.”
“The day a Malfoy steals from the rich to give to the poor I will eat my conical hat.”
He growled and grabbed her tightly around the waist, making her squeal as he dragged them both down to the sofa in a tangle of limbs. Hermione laughed as Draco pulled her to his chest, placing a kiss on her forehead.
“You want to try that Pirate costume on one more time?”
“You just want to see me in those tight leather trousers again.”
“So what if I do?” she asked in a very cheeky voice as she rubbed the inside of his thigh slightly.
“You little wench.” He groaned.
“I guess that would be my costume, on second thought I want to keep that costume for the private party you mentioned earlier. Too many women already have ideas of seducing you, best not to add fuel to fire.”
“There is only one woman who has even been able to seduce me, my angel, and she is in my arms right now. “ Draco half whispered as he tilted her chin up to kiss her lips.
“My Dragon,” she whispered against his lips as she pressed forward making the contact deeper and moving her hand into his hair. Suddenly she pulled back.
“That’s it!” she announced.
“What’s it?” Draco asked, trying to kiss her again.
“Our costumes, I can be an angel and you can be…”
“I am NOT dressing up as a Dragon, for Merlin’s sake Hermione!”
“Not a dragon, a Pendragon, you can go as King Arthur.” She gave him a smug smile.
“Well aren’t you clever.”
“That is what they tell me,” an even bigger smile brightening her face. His heart swelled at the devotion and happiness that shone in her whiskey colored eyes.
They entered the Ball as the King and his Angel, and then returned home to finish the night as the dashing Pirate Captain and his wonderful wench.
Fin
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Hope you enjoyed it! Have a Happy Halloween :)
By: Sarah Rae Smollett
For Snape_Goddess's Halloween Challenge!
Draco and Hermione sat in Cassandra’s Costume Conservatory, desperately searching for something to wear for the Malfoy's Annual Halloween Ball. Piles of discarded possibilities littered the floor around the worn leather sofa in the center of the room, across which Hermione was now sprawled, a scowl on her face as she surveyed the damage they had caused.
“I have given up Draco, lets just stay home and watch scary movies all night.”
“Oh come on now love, where is you imagination? Here, how about this sexy little number?” Draco proudly held up a black and purple corset top dress with a ruffled skirt.
Hermione scoffed “You just want an excuse to tart me up like a wench.”
“Maybe I do.” He leered at her, that damn smirk on his face.
“Fine, if I have to wear that I can transform that mouse costume over in the corner to be a nice white ferret.”
“Point taken darling.” Draco still flushed - Malfoy’s do not blush - a little at the memory of that very eventful fourth year.
“I think I'll get this anyway for a more private costume party.” His ego inflating again as he sent the purple garment to the front counter to be taken care of.
“That still doesn’t solve our problem.” Hermione reminded Draco who had gone back to digging through the racks, trunks and baskets that encompassed the store.
“Aha! Here we go love, Dracula and his beautiful prey.” He held up a long black cape with a blood red vest.
“Bit cliché wouldn’t you say?”
“Okay, you come up with something Miss. Brightest-witch-of-our-age.”
“How about I go as a vampress and you and you can go as my prey?” she smiled at him.
“If you wanted to take a bite, all you had to do was ask.” He winked at her and she just rolled her eyes heading to a trunk full of masks.
“Oh you could go as the Phantom of the Opera.” She spoke into the trunk, brandishing a black and silver mask designed to cover the entire left side of the face.
“Not too fond of masks love, not the best memories attached.” The image of his father’s death eaters mask came to mind and made him shudder.
“Sorry love.” She turned around and walked up to wrap her arms around his waist, kissing his lips softly.
“It’s fine, that's all in the past now.” He smiled down at her knowing that she was the main reason why he had never worn that dark mask or mark. She was the new chance in his life. He looked over to a basket of hats. “Perfect," he grabbed a big, black, pointy witch's hat and plopped it on her curly head. “There, you are my little witch, and I shall be…” He reached back and pulled up a long green hat with a high plume attached to the side, “Robin Hood.”
“The day a Malfoy steals from the rich to give to the poor I will eat my conical hat.”
He growled and grabbed her tightly around the waist, making her squeal as he dragged them both down to the sofa in a tangle of limbs. Hermione laughed as Draco pulled her to his chest, placing a kiss on her forehead.
“You want to try that Pirate costume on one more time?”
“You just want to see me in those tight leather trousers again.”
“So what if I do?” she asked in a very cheeky voice as she rubbed the inside of his thigh slightly.
“You little wench.” He groaned.
“I guess that would be my costume, on second thought I want to keep that costume for the private party you mentioned earlier. Too many women already have ideas of seducing you, best not to add fuel to fire.”
“There is only one woman who has even been able to seduce me, my angel, and she is in my arms right now. “ Draco half whispered as he tilted her chin up to kiss her lips.
“My Dragon,” she whispered against his lips as she pressed forward making the contact deeper and moving her hand into his hair. Suddenly she pulled back.
“That’s it!” she announced.
“What’s it?” Draco asked, trying to kiss her again.
“Our costumes, I can be an angel and you can be…”
“I am NOT dressing up as a Dragon, for Merlin’s sake Hermione!”
“Not a dragon, a Pendragon, you can go as King Arthur.” She gave him a smug smile.
“Well aren’t you clever.”
“That is what they tell me,” an even bigger smile brightening her face. His heart swelled at the devotion and happiness that shone in her whiskey colored eyes.
They entered the Ball as the King and his Angel, and then returned home to finish the night as the dashing Pirate Captain and his wonderful wench.
Fin
~~~~~~~~~~~
Hope you enjoyed it! Have a Happy Halloween :)