Hermione walked into the bar, and the first thing she saw was Draco Malfoy. She sat a few seats away from him. A minute later she felt him sit down beside her. "Hey, Granger, what's up?" He asked. She could tell he was sober. She ordered a butterbeer but Draco stopped the bartender. "She'll actually have the usual." He said. The bartender nodded. He handed Hermione a bright pink drink. Hermione hesitated before taking a sip. She tasted something fruity and immediately downed it. "There isn't any alcohol in this, is there?" She asked. "There is, but, Granger, you gotta let loose, have a few drinks." He said. Hermione looked at him, then at her empty glass. She signaled the bartender over and ordered another. As the night droned on Hermione and Draco talked. She found out he was there for a conference and was staying in a hotel not far from there.

After a while Draco had to leave. Hermione waved at him as he left. She stayed at the bar for a few more hours, until the owner kicked her out. She commenced to stumbling through the streets. Then she happened to stumble upon the hotel Draco was staying at. She walked in and up to the front desk. "Hello, I would like to know what room Mister Draco Malfoy is staying in." She slurred. "And who, may I ask, are you?" He said. "Oh, I'm Hermione Granger, a friend of his. I want to surprise him." The man told her he was in room 270. She rode the elevator up to his floor and knocked on his door. She leaned against the door frame as he opened it. "Hey, Dracie." She said. Draco hesitated before speaking. "Hi, Hermione." He moved out of the way as she fell forward, barely catching herself. She grabbed the front of Draco's shirt to steady herself. "So, what are you here for, Hermione?" He asked. "I just wanted to see you." She said pointing at him. Draco looked at her. "Hermione, where's your shawl." He asked. Hermione looked at her bare shoulders. "Oops," She giggled, "I must have forgotten it." She walked closer to Draco. He backed away until she had backed him against the bed. She leaned forward and he fell backwards onto the bed. He looked up at Hermione. Her hair fell in messy curls down her back and some of the buttons on her blouse had come undone. She planted her lips firmly on his and kissed him hard, not letting him go, for five minutes. When she stopped he went to get up, but she stopped him. "I'm not done with you." She whispered. Draco saw a wild look in her eyes as she pulled him back to her.

The next day

Hermione woke up and yawned. When she sat up the blanket covering her slipped and she saw her lacy black bra. She looked to her left and saw Draco sleeping beside her. She screamed and started to climb out of bed. Draco woke up startled and grabbed Hermione's wrist. "Babe, stop. What's the matter?" He asked. Hermione looked at him. "This is what the matter is. I woke up in bed with you. What did you do to me?" She asked enraged. "Whoa, hold it. I did not do anything to you. This was all you. You are the one who came here drunk. You are the one who came to me." He said. Hermione stared at him. "So,we…" Draco nodded. "Oh." She groaned at the ceiling. "Don't, groan, Hermione." He said taking her chin in his grasp. "And why shouldn't I?" She asked, a tear falling down her cheek. "Because, you seemed like you really like this last night." He said kissing her tenderly. She kissed him back just as sweetly. When she looked at him again she gave him a small smile. "I love you." He said kissing her forhead.