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After the third round of sake bombs, a blonde prat began leading a chant: “When I say sake, you say bomb! Sake!”
“BOMB!”
“SAKE!”
“BOMB!”
Hermione’s mental state had devolved into simmering rage. She had limited time to enjoy her study date with herself. And she had so much to study this weekend; after this outing, she’d planned on spending the next two days holed up in her dorm, living off coffee and instant ramen, studying 16 hours a day. How dare they invade her space and be loud and boisterous and hot?
Okay, well they weren’t all hot, she was mainly looking at the blonde wanker. Not looking looking, gods, but when he was standing on a chair and getting his mates to down one sake bomb after another, a flush on his pale cheeks, his posh sweater over the crisp white Oxford shirt pulled tight across his pecs…
Did he just wink at her?!****
Or, Hermione is determined to ignore our favourite Blonde Wanker(tm), and he's not having it.
Alternate title: Not My Birthday, because it's my birthday month, and this is purely self-indulgent smut.