So this is my third ff, I´m working on more chapters!
Hope you enjoy it!
Hermione opened her eyes. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. This wasn´t her room.
Although it didn´t look bad. It was actually quite Hermione-like. She was lying on a high bed, wrapped in a warm beige blanket. The room was bright and in front of the bed stood a huge book shelf. She felt the urge to get up and to grab one of the books, but decided otherwise as she felt her naked skin on the bed sheets. Okay, it didn´t look good. She was lying in a strangers bed, stripped down to her undies and weirdly she couldn´t remember the last night. Then, suddenly, some memories came back.
It had been a horrible day anyway, Hermione told herself. After seeing Ron snogging his ex-girlfriend Lavender Brown, she had already been desperate. That's why she went to the all of her stuff behind to pick it up the next day. She didn't know where to crash for the night. But she left anyway and went to small pub near the city center. She didn't see anyone she knew and she was happy about it. She couldn't have explained her red and swollen eyes. Or her missing engagement ring. No, she couldn't have.
So after getting herself a drink and another and another and another, Hermione had felt a bit tipsy. She had gotten up and had lost her balance. That was the last thing she remembered. And now, well now, she was lying in a strangers bed. Only wearing underwear. What had she done? She didn´t remember anything. Had she slept with someone? Oh, God. Where was she?
She clasped her arms in front of her chest, clamping the blanket to her body to cover herself up. Hermione cleared her throat. She got up and found her clothes neatly folded on a chair. Then something caught her eyes. A green tie was hanging over the same chair. A green tie. Okay, doesn´t have to mean anything, she told herself. Maybe this guy just liked the color green, right? It has nothing to do with Slytherin.
She winced as she heard someone in front of the door. And then, it opened. Hermione couldn´t believe her eyes. "Well, hello Granger. Sleep well?" Nope, this couldn´t be true. A little voice in her head was laughing. Laughing at how ridiculus this was. It was one of the things Hermione Granger had sworn she would never do. "Oh shit, Malfoy, tell me this isn´t true. Tell me this is just some stupid joke."
He smirked. "Granger, I´m afraid I´ll have to disappoint you there. As you can see, you´re wrapped in my blanket and you´re only wearing black lace underwear." Rage was building up in Hermione and she could feel the urge to slap Draco across the face. "You pervert!" She pulled the blanket even closer to her body.
"How dare you- "She picked up her clothes. "How dare you take me home and undress me and stare at me and ju-just act like a freaking pervert!", she yelled using her clothes to hit Draco. "Hey! Stop! Stop!", he screamed back, covering his face with his arms. "Listen! I found you in a pub last night! You were drunk and sobbing and telling me stuff about your break-up with Weasley! You didn´t have a place to stay and I was worried you´d end up somewhere on the streets, so I took you back to my-ouch-home!"
Hermione stopped hitting him and used her hands to push her hair out of her face. That couldn´t be true. Never. Why would Draco Malfoy pick her up and take her home, tuck her into bed and that just be it? "Then why am I only wearing underwear?", she asked putting her arms to her waist with a raised eyebrow. Draco leaned against the doorframe staring into her eyes, until he broke out into a laugh. "What? What´s so funny?" He stopped laughing. "Oh, I don´t know whether it bothers you or not but you´re not covered up anymore." Hermione stared down.
She had forgotten that she had been holding the blanket. It wasn´t that she was unconfident of her body, she just didn´t want Malfoy to see her in underwear. So she picked it up again and wrapped it around her body once more. "And you´re only wearing underwear, well because you wanted to entice me with your nakedness, that´s all."
No, that couldn´t be true. That was just absurd. Of course she had always thought of Malfoy as a handsome man, but she never would have wanted to sleep with him! Never. "That is not true and you know it."
She didn´t sound so sure of herself and even as she said those words, she wasn´t able to believe them herself. After the war, Hermione had started working at the Ministry and well, at some point she did run into Malfoy a couple of times, and she did have to work with him from time to time, but she never thought about him in any way. She had been focusing on her soon to-be-marriage.
"Oh really? So you never thought I was sexy?", he said, still smirking.
"You know what? I don´t have to listen to this, okay? I never thought anything of you, you´re still the same, disgusting ferret you used to be and all that stuff I told you last night, I was lying! I´m not attracted to you and seeing that we´re co-workers, I hope that you won´t bring up this- ", she used her fingers to put the word in quotation marks," incident ever again, because this incident never happened!" She took her clothes, pushed the blanket in Draco´s arms and rushed by him and through the door slammong it behind her.
That was the first chapter. Hoped you liked it! Leave me your opinions in the reviews!
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