She sat on the edge of the bed and realized that she might be a little more drunk than she thought and flopped back to lay on the bed.

Hermione returned to the room and saw Minerva flop on the bed. Wait, that wasn't right Minerva was a creature of grace and poise. She didn't flop, but then Hermione witnessed Minerva moan and press her hand over her head. Oh my God, she's drunk, thought Hermione.

"Minerva, here are your pajama's, do you want a glass of water?" Hermione said as she waved her hand a glass of water appeared. Minerva looked up and saw the object of her affection looking down at her. She smiled and due to her drunkenness she threw away all her brain cells and pulled Hermione down and kissed her.

Minerva was kissing her, this was a dream come true and Hermione kissed back before she pulled away. Pressing a kiss to Minerva's temple she stood and said, "If you still remember this in the morning and you want to continue this then we will talk. But I will not do this tonight." And with that Hermione left.

Today:

Minerva fell back on the bed and groaned. She kissed Hermione. Why oh why did she kiss Hermione. And more to the point how was she going to get home without having an awkward conversation with Hermione. She sat up and after transfiguring her party clothes into her teaching robes and pulling her hair into a loose braid she made her way into the living room where she found Hermione on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor.

"Ms. Granger, what are you doing?"

"Minerva, good morning would you like some coffee?" Asked Hermione as she sat back on her heels and looked up at Minerva the memory of the woman's kiss running through her head.

"Tea would be lovely if you have it." And Minerva followed Hermione into the kitchen discreetly watching the sway of the younger woman's hips. Hermione set about preparing tea the muggle way which caused Minerva to raise an eyebrow.

"I never liked the way it tasted when I use magic. Plus I like doing some things the muggle way." Responded to Minerva's silent question. She hopped up on the counter and looked at Minerva.

"So fun night?"

"Ahh, I was wondering when you were going to ask me. Not really I spent the evening chasing away lewd men, and chasing my youth. There is only one person who's arms around me and I finally realized that." Minerva's eyes were downcast and Hermione's breath picked up. Could it be true, could she want me?

"And who's arms are you seeking?" Said Hermione in a calm voice that surprised herself. Minerva looked up and steeled her courage and said, "you." Hermione smiled and held her arms open to Minerva who stood and moved to stand between Hermione's parted legs with arms wrapped around her. With one last smile they kissed the first kiss of many.