Written for the livejournal community, dramione_ldws (last drabble writer standing for those who don't know), for Round 8, the anniversary celebration, challenge two. The prompt was "naked and illicit" with the requirement that it was in Hermione's POV. Sadly getting 5 least favorite votes got me voted out, but I could just tell I wouldn't last. I'm not a drabble writer at all and I'm really terrible at being concise - I'm obsessed with description and details - but it was fun while it lasted I guess. No one liked it, but I thought it was fun to write.

Warnings: slight nudity

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize nor am I making profit off of this. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and I'm just a poor college student

Hermione slowly moved her olive around in her martini glass, not paying attention to her surroundings on purpose. She did not want to be at some nightclub no matter how much her co-worker and good friend, Hannah Abbott, begged and pleaded. In her opinion, a bachelorette party was better off at a house where they could be as crazy as they wanted in private. Yet somehow, she agreed to watch her friends get tipsy and make fools out of themselves in this public nightclub.

Hearing a new song coming from the stage behind her, Hermione kept her eyes on her martini, not wanting to watch the different men participate in the Slinky Chic club's amateur night. Right now, all of the male volunteers were gyrating and getting a slew of dollar bills from her friends and other women in the club, but Hermione was too hung up over her recent, and incredibly ridiculous, fight with her boyfriend.

"Give a round of applause for our next performer, Drake!" the announcer shouted, soon drowned out by the screams of the women in the club.

Hermione didn't think anything was peculiar about the name until she heard someone whisper to their friend: "I've always had a weakness for blonde boys." The brunette swiftly turned around, her eyes widening as she watched her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, gyrate his hips and give a smoldering gaze to the women huddled up close to the stage.

What is he doing? Hermione thought to herself, mesmerized by the stripper moves Draco was pulling off with that familiar air of confidence and ease. Since when could he "drop it low" like that? Sweet Circe, he looked way too damn sexy doing so. Then, their eyes locked intensely as he tore off his pants, earning a new round wolf whistles, but Hermione was frozen in place. With the look of hunger in his eyes and the look of confusion in hers, she was surprised he didn't cock a finger at her to bring her closer.

The moment ended once Draco turned around and shook his bony hips, showing off his firm arse outlined by a tight black Speedo. With her hand covering her rapidly beating heart, the dance was suddenly in slow motion as Draco tantalizingly pulled off the Speedo, giving the audience a teasing look at his goods. Hermione's mouth dropped in shock and anger, but she somehow recovered to catch the garment as the blasted git deliberately threw it at her.

He winked at the shocked brunette playfully and suggestively once the song ended before disappearing behind the silvery curtain. His parting words rang in her ear: "Stop beating around the bush Hermione; give in to your desires.I'll prove your attraction for me before the month is over."

Squeezing the Speedo in her hand, Hermione quickly jumped up and ran outside to find the apparition point, ignoring her friends' curious and encouraging looks.

She had a wizard to give her own show to.

Read and review please! Again, no flames please, but constructive criticism is appreciated.