Cinderella
Prompt: Meet me at midnight. (December 15/22)
Suggested listening: Devlins - The World Outside
"Meet me at midnight, Granger."
She huffed, "Don't be dramatic, Malfoy. I'm not Cinderella."
He squinted, "Cinder-what-a?"
"Don't worry about it. It's a Muggle reference."
"So you're going to meet me?"
"Where?"
"Three Broomsticks? I'll get a table at the back."
"I guess," she sighed.
"What?"
"I'm not going to be your dirty little secret, Malfoy. If you're going to be with me, then be with me. And another thing-" She popped out her hip and started pointing her finger in his face.
The corner of his mouth quirked.
"What?!"
"It's when my shift ends, Granger. I wanted something to eat before I shagged your brains out. Is that amenable to you?"
"Uh-" Her face grew hot.
"I'll take you out for a proper date next week when my schedule changes."
Malfoy stepped into her space and slid his nose along the lobe of her ear, his breath hot and wet against her skin. His voice, low and rasping, "Answer me, Witch. Now is that acceptable?"
She swallowed roughly and nodded.
[Image: Close up of lips whispering into another's ear.]