《Emerald》12
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The green lights flashed to the beat of the loud music.
The Slytherin house was packed full of people. Lots were dancing, some were just talking.
"Wow." I gasped as I took in the scene. It was truly one hell of a party.
"You've got that right." Cedrick chuckled.
People were packed together like sardines throughout the common room.
"Will you do the honors?" Draco said in my ear as he squeezed past me.
I turned toward him, and smiled.
I walked over to the bowls of punch that were laid out on the table. With one tap with my wand, I turned them to flavored liquor.
The crowd cheered me on as I tapped each one.
"Enjoy." I laughed giving the people a bow.
I poured myself a large glass of the fruity cocktail, before everyone rushed up to the table.
I squeezed through the swarm of people, and made my way to one of the couches.
Cedrick sat down next to me.
"Not much of a drinker?" I asked Cedrick as I chugged my drink.
"No, not really." Cedrick leaned back on the couch, "besides, I'll stay sober to help you out if you get in trouble. So, you can party your little heart out and not have to worry."
"Well think you, good sir." I giggled as I slammed my drink. I got another one, but drank it quickly. After 3 or 4 I was relaxed.
"You better slow down, otherwise you're gonna be sick when we haven't even been here an hour yet. And I don't handle puking." Cedrick joked as he poked me with his elbow.
"I've got a high tolerance. It takes a lot to get me drunk."
"Well, before you get wasted.... I think we should get at least one dance in."
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"Sure." I smiled and quickly finished my drink. Cedrick took me by my hand, and lead me to the dance floor.
Now, Cedrick was a terrible dancer, and he knew it.
But that didn't matter, he was having fun.
We laughed as we danced in the thick crowd of people.
All the boys had their shirts off or at least unbuttoned by now. The Slytherin house all had their ties around their heads.
In the room full of people, my eyes drifted to Draco.
He sat in one of the large leather chairs. His shirt was unbuttoned, and his green slytherin tie was around his head as well.
Draco had his elbows rested on his knees, with his hands folded together.
Draco watched my every move closely.
His eyes drifted up from my hips to my eyes.
I looked into his silver eyes as I slowly moved my body too the beat of the music.
A small thread of composure was holding Draco together.
'Shit' he mouthed as he looked away.
Draco got up, and poured himself multiple drinks. He chugged one after another.
I locked eyes with Draco and gave him the come get me look.
That small thread gave loose.
Draco threw his cup over his shoulder, and marched his way over.
Everyone was pretty tipsy by now.
The only person that was sober was Cedrick.
Draco managed to make his way through the maze of people surprisingly quickly.
Soon he was dancing next to Cedrick, and I.
"He alright?" Cedrick asked in my ear.
The loud beat of the music thumped throughout the air, and the bodies of people dancing surrounded us.
"Yeah, I'll holler if I'm in trouble." I replied.
"Alright, I'm gonna sit down for a while. I'll be watching, if anything starts to go wrong, yell and I'll get you out of there." Cedrick said, before moving though the crowd and finding a seat.
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With every minute that passed, Draco slowly stepped closer to me as everyone danced.
Draco danced in front of me, his body only inches away.
"Take that stupid tie off your head, you look ridiculous, I can't take you seriously. " I laughed, and turned my body away from him.
Draco took the tie off of his head. He softly dragged it across my arms, before placing it loosely around his neck.
"It would look better on your wrists." Draco whispered in my ear.
I swallowed hard as Draco's hands softly touched my waist.
His hands traveled down to my hips, and he roughly pulled my body to his.
Draco held my body against his as we danced.
"Sorry, I couldnt help myself." Draco said in a low voice.
"I'm not made of sugar, Mr Malfoy."
I gave Cedrick a reassuring smile, to let him know I was alright.
I softly grinded my hips against Draco's, as he held my body tightly to his.
"If you don't stop dancing like that soon, I'm gonna have to take you to my room." Draco groaned in my ear.
I grabbed Draco by his tie, and pulled his body closer to mine.
I kissed his neck softly, leaving a dark red lipstick stain in its place.
"Make. Me." I looked back, and into his eyes.
I grinded my body even harder against Draco's. He wrapped his arms tightly around my hips as I moved them too the beat.
"Fuckkkkk..." Draco softly moaned, as he began to slowly grow.
Draco grabbed me tightly by my wrist, and pulled me through the crowd to his room.
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