Chapter 10
Prompt: Kink
Draco wasn’t sure exactly where the night went downhill but was pretty sure he could pinpoint it to the moment Theo bought the fourth round of firewhisky. Blaise had innocently asked how work was leading Draco into a lengthy rant about a certain curly haired colleague.
“And she just kept clicking around the room in those muggle heels, not allowing anyone to think..”
The rest of Draco’s sentence was cut off by Theo and Blaise howling in laughter and exchanging galleons.
“What? What are you two wankers going on about?”
Theo turned toward Draco, his tone an attempt at seriousness.
“What shoes am I wearing, mate?”
Draco stared at him dumbfounded, “What the hell does that have to do with it? I have no fucking clue what shoes you’re wearing.”
Another eruption of laughter earned them a new glower from Draco.
Theo continued, “You know, I think I may know every different heel that Granger owns. There’s the strappy blue pair she wore last week for her werewolf presentation.”
“Oh! There’s the black stilettos she wore Monday that made her legs look ‘unnaturally sculpted’” added Blaise eyes bright with mischief.
“And who could forget the day Granger wore those emerald ones that caused Draco here to run home and take a ‘personal day’”.
“I was feeling faint -”
“Yeah faint because all of the blood was rushing to your -"
“ENOUGH,” bellowed Draco causing the rest of the pub to turn in their direction. Fighting a blush, Draco lowered his voice and glared at his former friends.
“Is there a point to any of this?”
Leaning forward Theo smirked, “Like you don’t know, you’ve got quite the heel kink there, Draco”
“I do NOT ha-“
“Or maybe it’s just a curly haired swot kink?” mumbled Blaise.
Draco stared back down at his drink, letting his friends’ words wash over him. Well, fuck...