The Games We Play
Title: The Games We Play
Author: kalina_blue
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 205
Notes/Warning: The drawbacks of a secret relationship. Post-DH, established relationship
Written for the 10 Songs Challenge. The Song is Every Morning by Sugar Ray. Click here to see all drabbles for the challenge and here to see my Dramione table for 100quills.
Every morning there's a halo hangin
from the corner of my girlfriend's four post bed
I know it's not mine but I'll see if I can use it for
the weekend or a one-night stand
Couldn't understand
How to work it out
Once again as predicted left my broken heart open
and you ripped it out
"You're bringing a date to your mother's Christmas party?" Hermione asked shocked, wrapping the sheets closer around her body.
"Of course. If I don't, mother is bound to set me up with one of her friends' daughters, all of which are plain-locking, dull wallflowers, who I'd hate to have to talk to, let alone spend the whole evening with," Draco explained, getting up from the bed and searching for his clothes. Hermione remained on the bed.
"So you have a date?" she asked again, still dumbfounded.
"Didn't I just say that?" Draco asked irritated, buttoning his shirt.
"Well, yes…" Hermione conceded.
"What's your problem? It's not like you want to be my date for my mother's Christmas party, since you don't want anyone to know we're in a relationship. Right?"
"Right." Hermione watched helplessly as Draco put on his shoes.
"I see you tomorrow then," he said, once he was finished, bending down to give her a quick kiss.
"Who is it?" Hermione asked before he left.
"Who?" Draco asked, stopping at the door.
"Your date for the party," Hermione clarified, chewing her bottom lip nervously.
"Oh that. I'm taking Pansy," Draco replied, turning around and leaving Hermione's bedroom before she could see him smirking.
Author: kalina_blue
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 205
Notes/Warning: The drawbacks of a secret relationship. Post-DH, established relationship
Written for the 10 Songs Challenge. The Song is Every Morning by Sugar Ray. Click here to see all drabbles for the challenge and here to see my Dramione table for 100quills.
Every morning there's a halo hangin
from the corner of my girlfriend's four post bed
I know it's not mine but I'll see if I can use it for
the weekend or a one-night stand
Couldn't understand
How to work it out
Once again as predicted left my broken heart open
and you ripped it out
"You're bringing a date to your mother's Christmas party?" Hermione asked shocked, wrapping the sheets closer around her body.
"Of course. If I don't, mother is bound to set me up with one of her friends' daughters, all of which are plain-locking, dull wallflowers, who I'd hate to have to talk to, let alone spend the whole evening with," Draco explained, getting up from the bed and searching for his clothes. Hermione remained on the bed.
"So you have a date?" she asked again, still dumbfounded.
"Didn't I just say that?" Draco asked irritated, buttoning his shirt.
"Well, yes…" Hermione conceded.
"What's your problem? It's not like you want to be my date for my mother's Christmas party, since you don't want anyone to know we're in a relationship. Right?"
"Right." Hermione watched helplessly as Draco put on his shoes.
"I see you tomorrow then," he said, once he was finished, bending down to give her a quick kiss.
"Who is it?" Hermione asked before he left.
"Who?" Draco asked, stopping at the door.
"Your date for the party," Hermione clarified, chewing her bottom lip nervously.
"Oh that. I'm taking Pansy," Draco replied, turning around and leaving Hermione's bedroom before she could see him smirking.