So it was well past his birthday, but, as he kept reminding himself, he was Draco Bloody Malfoy, and he could do whatever struck his fancy. That he was a victim of mood swings was no secret. The wizard hadn't felt like having a party on his birthday, but now he did. Deal with it, friends. And so, with the 'fuck it, let's do this right,' attitude,
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And she knew she was attractive, so of course she wore something to show that off -- a dress with a cluster of roses at the front and a neckline that did utterly fantastic things to her already more than decent cleavage.
Johanna was feeling the slightest bit predatory. This was probably not a good thing, though damn it she was going to have fun for once.
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She gave Draco an appraising look. "Though you're obviously more awesome than I am tonight," she said. "And a good deal of fantastic, too."
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The compliment made him grin again. "Not so bad yourself, hot tits."
And there was the alcohol talking.
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Oh, Johanna. Encouraging the drunk wizard is not your smartest idea.
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