A/N: This is the same story I posted on - under the penname kasandrafelton. I am updating the previous chapters I wrote to fit where I want the story to go now. So, enjoy.

Here's the basis of the story- This takes place in Draco and Hermione's 7th year. It will go on as if the ending of OotP never happened (Sirius is dead, but Lucius wasn't arrested) and HBP and DH never happened either. Dont like it? Dont read it! However, I hope you dooooo like it.

Anyway- enjoy!

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"What the hell am I doing here...? This isn't my dorm! What the…DRACO!! Where the hell am I and why am I with you?!"

"What in Merlin's name are you talking about Mudblood? Wait a minute…why am I here with you? Where are we?!"

They both looked up and saw what looked like a hotel room. There were clothes everywhere and the place looked like a mess. Horrified, Draco looked down at his left hand and noticed a thin gold band on his ring finger.

He knew exactly what happened and why they were there. They were married.

-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-: THE NIGHT BEFORE -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:

As Draco entered the Three Broomsticks, he noticed a certain bushy-haired Gryffindor sitting all by herself at the bar. At first he couldn't see why Hermione would be sitting there of all places, but then again, she was now legally an adult, just like he was.

She looks like she could use some company, Draco thought. The next thing he knew he was sitting right next to her waiting for his shot of Firewhisky. Tonight was the last day of N.E.W.T exams, so he was celebrating. After about twenty minutes, he got up the courage to talk to her.

"So how're you doing, Hermione?" he asked quietly.

"Um, fine, thanks. Well, I guess as fine as I will be under the circumstances," she replied timidly.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot. Tonight is the anniversary of your parents' deaths, isn't it? I'm sorry, Hermione. Is there anything I can get for you?"

"Yeah, sure…how about a shot of Firewhiskey?"

After about ten shots later each, they seemed to really start warming up to each other. Not just seemed to, they did. They could barely keep their hands off each other. Finally, Madame Rosmerta began closing up the pub. She told them to head on back to Hogwarts and cast a powerful anti-hangover or sobriety spell on them so they would be clear headed the next day. But, they had other plans.

Being as drunk as they were, they didn't pay attention to what they were telling each other. Hermione mentioned how lonely she was, and Draco mentioned how much he wished that he had a girlfriend to "have fun" with. Then, he came up with a "bright idea"...

"Herm, why don't we just get married? It seems like it would solve all of our problems," he said, stumbling around a bit.

"Okay Malf- I mean Draco. Lets do it. Lets do it tonight!" she replied, clearly oblivious to the words leaving her mouth.

With that, they apparated to the nearest chapel and said their vows. Even though they were incredibly and obviously drunk, the priest still performed the ceremony. No one cared though. To Draco and Hermione, this was supposedly the answer to their problems. To the priest, this was an extra 20 galleons in his pocket.

-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-: BACK TO THE FUTURE -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:

Draco hopped out of bed, anxious to get back to school. Even if he was, in fact, married to Hermione, he had no intention of remaining so. He needed to hurry to the school to speak with Professor Snape about an annulment.

"Merlin's beard, Draco! Cover yourself!!" shrieked Hermione.

"Its not going to change anything. Besides, we're technically married…look at your left ring finger if you don't believe me! What happened last night Granger?! Why did I wake up next to you in some dodgy looking hotel place? Try to remember!!"

All Hermione could recall were bits and pieces of last night. She remembered something about a priest….checking into a hotel room for the night…ripping Draco's robes off…

Ewwwwww, she thought. I definitely don't want to think about what happened after his clothes were off…

"Malf-I mean Draco, I can't remember much of anything. You don't think we, umm, you know… do you?" Hermione asked uncertainly.

"Well, you're naked, I'm naked…probably. Our clothes are everywhere, the bed's messy, and you're hair is messed up more than normal. Yeah, I'd say we had some fun last night," he replied smugly.

Hermione rolled her eyes. Great…I shagged Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Ladies Man Extraordinaire. Wait…

Hermione suddenly felt herself go pale. She glanced around the bed, looking for any sign that they used protection. The only items she saw on the floor were clothes and a few pillows.

Of course we didn't use protection… we didn't even plan on doing this to begin with! Gahh… and I have a whole week until I expect my period! Damn it! She thought.

Draco looked at Hermione, who was sitting against the headboard clutching the sheet to herself.

"Hermione? Do you have any intention whatsoever of leaving this place? If you do, I suggest you get off your arse and put some clothes on," he said with a smirk.

"Draco… I, erm, noticed that we didn't use any kind of protection last night, at least something other than a spell. You didn't, um, do anything like that did you?"

"Hermione, do you honestly think that I would have thought about anything like that in the state I was in last night? I mean, come on. I married you, obviously consummated the marriage, and now you're wondering if I took a few seconds to mutter some words that would keep you from getting pregnant? Seriously, woman. Get a hold of yourself. I highly doubt you have anything to worry about- it's not like you're on your period or anything," Draco replied.

"Honestly, Draco- you should know by now that you don't have to be on your period to get pregnant. Anytime a girl has unprotected sex she has the risk of getting pregnant!" she responded, practically yelling.

Draco shook his head in disbelief.

"Damn it… I should have paid more attention when they were talking about all that at that class they made all of us go to. Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure! How could you even ask?!"

"Well… shit!" Draco exclaimed and stamped his foot.

A/N: I hope you like it! This is the same story I put up on (under the name kasandrafelton) but I've updated it to fit better to where I want the story to go, etc. I've been out of the writing loop for so long, but it's coming back to me very easily. Anyway, keep checking back for updates- I'm going to make updating this story a huge priority!

I love reviews and constructive criticism! Feel free to tell me what you honestly think!