Hermione opened her eyes and groaned. Her head was pounding and her stomach was churning. She couldn't remember where she was or what she did the night before. She turned over and looked right at Percy Weasley. Percy was naked and still sleeping with a blanket thrown over himself.
"Damn" she shrieked jumping out of bed.
"Huh"Percy mumbled sitting up. He eyes widened at the sight of a scantily clad Hermione.
"What the fuck" he cried out. "How the fuck?"
"I don't know" she told him, trying to find her clothes.
This wasn't the first time Percy and Hermione slept together but she swore it would never happen again. How did she end up here? She remembered going to Ginny's flat and drinking. She remembered Charlie and Percy stopping by, Percy offering to walk her home, from their it got blurry.
Hermione finally found her clothes and threw them on quickly. She grabbed her purse and ran for the door shouting a goodbye over her shoulder.
Once safely back in her own home she collapsed on the floor crying. She promised herself she would never seek out comfort in Percy Weasley again. It was amazing no matter how many times they said it was over it never truly was.
Hermione climbed slowly back to her feet trying to push Percy out of her mind. She could fall in love with him very easily but she couldn't allow herself there was too much at stake. But no matter how hard she tried to forget the memories haunted her for the rest of the day, the last year kept flashing before her eyes.