Comfort

It was three in the morning, Draco glared as he made his way to the front door of his apartment, he couldn't understand who could be at his door, it was the middle of the night and no one ever knocked on his door. Anyone who ever visited him, which was hardly anyone, used the floo or aparated, and even then, he would always have some kind of warning before the turned up, no one ever turned up unannounced.

The sound of someone knocking on his door had startled him awake, Draco Malfoy did not like being woken up. Not for anything.

He had stumbled out of bed, wearing only his boxers, not bothered to grab anything to cover himself on his way out of the room. Not bothering to turn any lights on he staggered to his front door, grumbling about someone having a death wish as she went.

He reached the door and swung it open, it was none other than Hermione Granger standing at his door, he opened his mouth to start questioning why the hell she was waking him at that time of night, why she could have just floo called him! But his glare disappeared as he noticed the distraught look on her face, the wet tear track covered her cheeks and redness of her eyes, letting him know that she had been crying for a while. She sniffed and started rambling away, still standing on his front step.

"I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking. I didn't even look at the time. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. I..." Her voice cut off as he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the living room, he practically pushed her down onto the couch and plonked himself down beside her.

He had an idea as to why she was there at that time of the morning. It had happened before, though not as late as this. He knew that she had had some kind of fight with Weasley, that was one of the few things that would send Hermione Granger in this kind of state.

He opened one of the small cupboards underneath the coffee table and grabbed two glasses and a bottle of firewhiskey, he poured some of the alcohol into both of the glasses and handed one of them over to Granger, both of them lifting their glasses and downing the contents at the same time. Granger empying her glass that fast let Draco know that this particular fight between her and Weasley must have been bad, and that this was going to be a long morning.

"What happened this time Granger?" He drawled while pouring them another drink. She took the glass from his hand almost before he had even finished pouring. He winced as she lifted the glass and once again emptied ot of it's contents and one gulp.

"He dumped me." She choked the words out and grabbed the bottle from Draco's hand, she watch as a frown darkened his features.

"Wait, he chucked you?" Hermione nodded her head and lifted the bottle to her lips, swiftly drinking the equivalent of three shots.

"Yeah, he did. Can you believe it? I mean, I was good to him! Not good enough though, he found some elsewhere! Couldn't keep it in his pants." He watched her take another drink straight from the bottle before taking it away from her, he sighed as she burst into tears, he took a drink from the bottle himself. He sat the bottle on the table and rested back against the sofa, he flung her arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his side. She shuffled closer to him and rested her head on his chest, he could feel her tears on his skin.

"Granger, he's an arse, we all know you deserve better than him and anyway, you were just about to ditch him were you not?" His slowly ran his hand up and down her back in an attempt to soothe her, she nodded and lifted her head to look up at him.

"I know, but that's not the point. Hell It's not the fact that he broke up with me that's pissed me off, we both knew it wasn't working between us, but he had been cheating on me, god knows how long for! Worst of all is who he's been shagging, Pansy bloody Parkinson!"

Draco was quite shocked at that, not so much at the cheating part, Weasley had never been very subtle when it came to women, always staring at them, making lewd comments, even in the presence of Granger, but with Pansy, that really shocked him. They had never gotten along, but then again, Weasley was probably interested in any woman that would sleep with him. Pansy was probably with him for the money, everyone knew that he made quite a bit of money being an auror, not to mention the money he had been giving for his part in the war. Both Harry and Hermione had given there money away, to charities and helping to re build hogwarts, but not weasley, he claimed his family needed it, funnily enough, they had never seen any of that money.

Hermione sat up and grabbed the bottle of the table once again, taking 2 big drinks from it, grimacing in between, she leaned against him again, hugging the bottle to her chest, Draco just left her too it, he knew that one more drink and she was likely to fall asleep on him, he lay his head on the back of the couch and closed his eyes, he had beginning to run her back again "Granger, you two have been drawing away from each other for at least a year, everyone could see this break up coming, neither of you were happy with each other." She lifted the bottle, another massive drink. He took the bottle from her and nudged her head with his shoulder, she moved away and she stood up, he put the bottle away and held his hand out to her, she sniffed and grabbed his hand, he pulled her up from the couch and caught her as she stumbled, he kept a hold of her hand and directed her through to his bedroom.

Sitting her on the edge of the bed he took her jacket from him and hung it up on the back of the door, he knelt down infront of her and took here shoes and socks off for her. She smiled at him and made herself comfy in his bed. He walked around to his side of the bed, he got comfortable and opened his arms knowingly, he almost laughed at how predictable she was, she immediately moved closer and lay her head on his chest, her arm coming over to wrap around his

He pulled the covers up a bit further, raising his hand he wiped away what he could of the tears still drying on her cheeks, planting a kiss on her forehead, he whispered a good night and settled in to go back to sleep.