They looked at each other awkwardly until Draco realized what could have happened. He slowly stood up and gathered all of his clothes.
"Mudblood….," Draco began apparently at a loss of words.
"Ummm…," Hermione stammered her face beat red of embarrassment and anger.
Draco chose that it was best not to say anything and instead scrambled out of the girls dormitory determined not to wake a soul with only one word repeating in his head, "Fuck."
Hermione seated herself as quietly as possible at the Gryffindor table hoping no one would have noticed that she was just arriving. That wouldn't have been her luck though.
"Where have you been Hermione," Ginny asked seeing the far away look in her eyes.
"Nowhere," Hermione barely said above a whisper.