I have started rewriting this story to make it flow better. I have re-read it, and see all of the errors that I have made and have started to fix them. I am obviously starting with this chapter. I should have a beta reader look it over, but I am still nervous to get feedback from people. But I hope you like the changes I have made to this story.

Hermione woke with a start. She was in a dark, unknown room, fully clothed in what she was wearing the night before. 'Where am I?' She asked herself. ' How did I get here? What happened last night?'

She heard the soft breathing coming from the floor next to the very large bed she was currently residing. She snuck a glance over the side of the bed and saw a well sculpted blonde- man, laying on a small pull out trundle bed. She couldn't see his face, but something about him seemed vaguely familiar.

Ginny, Luna, and her had gone out the night before. Ron and she had broken up the night before and she decided that she needed a night out. Ginny and Luna had been her best friends since Hogwarts, so she knew they would be able to cheer her up.

Ginny had heard about a new bar in town and they decided that they would go there, to see if it would live up to the hype it was receiving. Blaise Zabini, a former Slytherin rival, owned the bar. Since the war 5 years ago, Hermione attempted to let her prejudice against the house go, but always found it a bit difficult. Blaise wasn't the worst of his house, and at times, he was downright pleasant. But the fact he hung around Draco Malfoy and his thugs, it was difficult for Hermione to get past that.

She decided that night that she would get over that prejudice and see if he was nicer than the others in his house. He turned out to be much more. He bought their drinks for the night and even provided them with table service. An hour into the night, Hermione could no longer remember what it was she came to forget. That was what scared her. She had no recollection of what happened the night before.

Earlier that Day

Hermione couldn't get the image out of her head. She had walked in on Ron fucking Lavender Brown against her own kitchen counter. Although the tears blurred the image, it was still there. How could he do that to her? Why did it have to be her? She was vile and shallow and only cared about material things. But so did Ron, he was always worried about what other people thought of him.

She had decided that she needed to talk to someone. Ginny was always there for her and she would side with her. Hermione apparated to the red-heads apartment. From the looks of the place, Ginny had just got home from quidditch practice with the Holly Harpers. Her bag and broom was tossed haphazardly across the couch and she could hear the shower flip on right after she appeared in the small apartment. Ginny came from the bathroom and a towel and barely glanced at her visitor. Hermione regularly showed up at Ginny's, the other woman wasn't surprised to see Hermione standing in her livingroom.

"Hey lady!" Ginny called as she headed back to her bedroom. "I wasn't expecting you to stop by."

"Sorry Gin…" The tears were still streaming down her cheeks.

Hearing the tone of her best friend's voice, Ginny whipped around to see Hermione's mascara running and her face was all red and blotchy from crying. "OH, Minoe! What happened? Are you okay?"

"I…. I…"

"You what? What's wrong?" she demanded.

"Ron…" the sobs started coming again. "Ron…." The sobs were so strong, she couldn't even finish her sentences.

" Ron what? Is he okay?" She could tell Ginny was starting to panic. She had already lost one brother, Fred, during the war. Hermione had to calm down a little before she sent her friend into a panic.

" I walked in on…." she was overtaken with sobs once again, "him and.. and…" Ginny's demeanor changed completely from concern for her brother, to pissed in a nano second. She could tell where this was going.

" Who was he with?" She asked in an eerily quiet tone.

"Lavender." Hermione finally was able to choke out.

" Oh, Minoe! I am so sorry! I could kill him right now!" Ginny was ranting to herself, while Hermione sat on her soft couch trying to gather herself. She had cried enough tears over Ron Weasley over the years, and this was enough. They never should have got together and she knew that, everyone just pushed them together. She thought that's what she had to do, even though she didn't love him that way. Though it was true, didn't make it hurt any less. She needed a distraction from what happened and knew Ginny would be the perfect person to give her that distraction.

" Can we just do something tonight? I need to get my mind off of all this!" Hermione stated.

" Hell, yeah. And you're staying here with me tonight. You shouldn't go back to the apartment," Ginny said. " I do have to take a shower though. I'm all sticky from practice. What do you want to do?"

" I will let you decide that," she told her friend. She wasn't one to plan outings, she was the one who allowed everyone else to plan that kind of thing.

Ginny hopped into the shower and was out in 20 minutes dressed in some jeans and a nice shirt. "Okay, I know what we are going to do," she said excitedly. " We are going to go shopping for some killer outfits!"

"Okay…. What are the outfits for?" Hermione asked skeptically. She hated shopping more than planning things.

" I am going to take you out to get rip roaring drunk, and find you a hottie to take home!" The smile on Ginny's face was so big, Hermione couldn't say no to her when she looked like that.

" I will go out, but I doubt I will get ' rip roaring drunk,' as you say. And I definitely won't be taking anyone home with me." Hermione sat there thinking for a few seconds, chewing her lip as she did so, " It does sound fun though! I might even let you do something with this birds nest," referencing her massive hair.

Hermione felt as though she had filth all over all over her, after the incident. She borrowed her friend's shower and a set of clothes to wear. She really didn't want to be walking around the Muggle mall in her wizarding work clothes, the robes might be off putting to people.

When they got to the mall, they went to some of the fanciest boutiques in the place. Ginny found an emerald green, mid thigh, sequined dress. She found some sky high, silver heels, that looked like they could kill someone, to go with. Hermione found a deep purple, low backed dress that was something she would have never picked out while with Ron. It was hot as hell, if you asked Hermione. She just needed to find some accessories.

" We need to find me some shoes," she told Ginny. "I don't have anything that will go with this…"
"Shouldn't be a problem," Ginny said. Hermione could tell that she was on a mission. Her friend wanted tonight to be great so it would take her mind off of Ron.

They journeyed to a few other stores when they found the perfect pair of shoes. They were sky high, black leather, and peep toed; they were amazing! She knew that she wouldn't get much use out of them, but who cared? Not her at that moment.

Before they left the mall, they went and got their makeup done in one of the stores in the mall and also got mani/ pedi's. She couldn't go out in her new shoes, without having her nails done. She usually wasn't that shallow, but after the hurt she had gone through that day, she deserved to be a little shallow.

With makeup and nails done, the women left the mall with their bags in hand. The night was going to be great, Hermione wasn't going to let what happened, ruin it. They drove in silence for a little while, only the songs on the radio breaking it.

"We should invite Luna!" Ginny said out of the blue. " I haven't seen her in ages!"

"Yeah, that would be fun! We can owl her when we get back to your apartment." Once they were back in Ginny's apartment, they sent an owl to their old friend. 30 minutes later, they heard 3 light knocks on the front door.

"LUNA!" Ginny exclaimed, throwing the door open. " We thought you would just owl us back with the answer. Oh, I am so excited you came!"

"Me too," She said in her dazed voice. " I needed a night out and I missed you guys a lot."

Ginny got to work on Hermione's hair, as all three girls caught ups with what each other was doing. Luna was going on about some sort of creature Hermione had never heard of and Ginny was talking about her stats on her quidditch team. She didn't want to go into details about what was going on in her life, she didn't want to think about what happened earlier. She skimmed over the necessary details that Luna needed to know.

After almost an hour of Ginny messing with her hair, it was finally done. Hermione looked in the mirror and she almost didn't recognize herself. Her usually frizzy hair, was now stacked in neat curls on the back of her head, without a frizz in sight. It was amazing! Her mouth must have been hanging open, because Ginny started giggling at her.

"It's crazy what a little work can do to that mop you call hair," Ginny said. This didn't hurt Hermione's feelings, her hair was out of control most of the time, she just didn't know how to style it and didn't have time to do it most days.

"Yeah, I am going to have to have you teach me how to do this. It looks great!"

" There is some sort of spell they use at salons that is supposed to help keep certain styles. That way you wouldn't have to do this everyday, you would just have to go in every three months for a refresher."

" I will definitely be looking into that," Hermione said, actually meaning it. The three girls started getting ready to go out. Ginny was in her room getting dressed, so Hermione went into the bathroom to change. She stepped into the dress that she bought earlier that day, the back was so low, she was unable to wear a bra with it, she felt a little exposed. Ginny said that was the point and that every guy in the bar would be fawning all over her. Although that wasn't Hermione's plan, it wouldn't hurt either.

Once she was completely done getting dressed, she stepped out of the bathroom and when Ginny saw her, she started doing cat calls. Luna stood there with a smile on her face, never the one to get overly excited about things.

"Okay," Hermione said to get it to stop. "Where are we going tonight?"

" You remember Blaise Zabini from school?" Ginny asked them.

" You mean Draco's best friend?" Luna asked.

" The one and only. He owns a nightclub in Diagon Alley. It just opened a few months ago and I hear it's amazing!" Ginny exclaimed.

" Yeah, I heard he has a cage for people to dance in and the place is lit by floating candles," Luna said.

" I do remember Blaise being one of the only Slytherins to be a decent person. I don't know how he was friends with Draco," replied Hermione. She never liked Draco. Third year, she punched him in the nose. The guy was vile. " You don't think he will be there, do you?"

" I'm not sure," Ginny said with a shrug. " I've heard he has really changed. That he's not such a ferret as he use to be."

"I just hope we don't run into him."

" I don't know," said Luna. " I think it would be nice to catch up with everyone. I would like to see if he has actually changed." Luna always wanted to see the best in everyone, that was the great thing about her. She is one of those people who always think things are better than they actually are. When people would make fun of her in school, she would let it go over her head.

After they agreed on where they would go, they headed out. Hermione could tell Ginny was excited to go out, they hadn't gone for a girls night in months, so tonight was well overdue. When they arrived at the club, they were allowed to cut in line and get in right away. Ginny attributed it to how hot they looked, but Hermione was unsure.

They bought their drinks and sat down at a table. The club was packed wall to wall with witches and wizards. The music was vibrating off the walls and everyone was grinding against each other. Hermione, Ginny, and Luna all had a few drinks in them before they were greeted by Blaise himself. He came over to their table and offered them the VIP table. They had no problem with that, it came with free champagne.

After they popped the cork on the free bottle and each had a glass, Ginny pulled them out onto the floor to dance. Ron never liked dancing, he said that it made him feel awkward, but Hermione loved dancing and was actually fairly good at it. When she was younger, she took dance classes and loved them. Although she was fairly reserved, the alcohol that was flowing through her veins, loosened her inhibitions. She found herself grinding against Ginny and just having a ball. A few men came up and asked her to dance and she obliged. She was having so much fun and Ron was far from her mind.

After a few more drinks, which Blaise paid for, they were all feeling really good. Hermione was feeling more than good, she had guys fawning all over her, just like Ginny had said, some were even buying her drinks. Then the last thing she thought would happen, stopped her in her tracks, Ron walked in with Lavender. How dare he show up here with here, the nasty little twat. Hermione grabbed her drink and walked over to them both.

"Hermione!" Ron stuttered out in shock. She didn't even look at Lavender, but she could tell that she was smiling. She never liked Hermione after Ron had broken up with her, for Hermione.

" What in the hell are you doing here Ronald?"

" I.. We…"

" You couldn't even give it a day before you were out on the town with your little whore?"

" Who are you to call me a whore?" Lavender screeched. " You stole him from me first, you little bitch!" Hermione didn't even say anything. She smacked her right across the face. She couldn't stand the woman, and she had the audacity to slap Hermione back. She threw her sticky drink all over her dress. Blaise came running over.

" What in the fuck is going on?"

" This little skank," Hermione started, " called me a bitch. Even after I walked in on the having sex in my kitchen, earlier."

" Enough said," declared Blaise. " You guys are out of here. And don't think about trying to come back here again."

Wow, Blaise was a really great guy. She watched as Ron and Lavender were thrown out of the club; Ron yelling and Lavender glaring daggers at Hermione.

" Are you okay?" Asked Blaise.

" Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little shocked to see them out together before I had even had a chance to tell anyone."

" That is understandable."

" Now I need another drink. It was pretty satisfying, getting to throw a drink on her. What a bimbo."

" Well, you and your friends are welcome to have any drinks you would like, on the house." She hugged Blaise in thanks. If she didn't think that Ginny had a crush on this man, she would probably be flirting with him. He really was different than any other Slytherin she knew.

After that, Hermione Didn't remember much. She was downing drinks as fast as she could to erase the memory of Ron and Lavender showing up. She danced with a few other guys and but couldn't remember anything after that.

Present Time

She slowly got out of the giant bed to look for her shoes. She thought she was being quiet, but then a deep, familiar voice made her jump.

" Trying to sneak out?" He drawled.

Hermione spun around and came face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy. A shirtless, boxer-brief clad Draco Malfoy. Unfortunately to Hermione, he looked delicious.