Prompt: our friends that we came here with went off together and now we're making awkward small talk from the same collection as the last one

"So how have you been?" Hermione asked awkwardly and Draco shot her a dirty look before drinking from his beer.

"Really, Granger? Is that the best you can come up with?"

"At least I try! It's not my fault Ginny and Zabini ran off to do Merlin knows what and left us here!" Hermione huffed and Draco rolled his eyes.

"That doesn't mean we have to make small talk," he said and Hermione shot him a sceptical look.

"And what do you suggest we should do instead?"

"Get drunk? Pretend we don't know that they are shagging in the bathroom right now?"

Hermione grimaced. "Really? Did you have to say it out loud? Now I can't pretend I don't know."
"Let me take your mind of it," Draco winked at her and Hermione sighed in defeat.

"I don't have much choice, do I?" Hermione asked and took the shot Draco was offering her.

"To having terrible taste in friends," Draco toasted and they downed they glasses.

Six shots later, Hermione was laughing at something Draco said, leaning forward and therefore closer to him when he froze suddenly, staring at her as if mesmerized. Hermione stared back, not sure what was going on.

"You have the prettiest eyes, Granger," he said, slurring slightly.

She giggled at that, blushing slightly, but stopped when he didn't move away.

"I do?" she asked and Draco nodded seriously.

"Can't believe I haven't realized it before."
They stared at each other for a long while again before Draco's eyes flattered shut and he leaned forward, capturing Hermione's lips in a gentle kiss, testing the waters. When she didn't pull away, he cupped her face carefully with both hands and deepened the kiss. They didn't know how long they have been kissing when someone cleared their throat next to them and they pulled apart.

"What an interesting development," Blaise drawled, a smug smirk on his face, and glanced at Ginny, who he had his arm around.

"Indeed," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "We just wanted to tell you that we are leaving. We are going to our place," she gave Hermione a pointed look.

"What?" Hermione looked at her in horror.

"Have fun," Blaise said, winking at Draco and they turned to leave, ignoring Hermione's protests.

"That's not funny," Hermione sank back into her chair. She hadn't even realized that she stood up. "I don't want to catch them having sex again somewhere where they shouldn't. I still can't get the image of Blaise in nothing but tights sitting on our coffee table from my mind."
Draco snickered at that. "I believe they intended you to not go home tonight."
Hermione blinked. "Where should I go instead?" she asked in confusion and Draco rose an eyebrow.

"Uh, oh," she stammered, blushing furiously. "Of course. I should have realized that. They would like that."
Draco laughed. "They would like quite a lot more, but you can have Blaise's bed. I am sure he won't mind."
Hermione scrunched her nose. "Rather not."
"Understandable," Draco said and put another shot in front of Hermione. "I wouldn't want to sleep in his bed either. Too many questionable things were done there."
"Exactly," Hermione toasted to him and drank. "But doesn't solve my problem."
"Well, you could still sleep in my bed," Draco suggested and Hermione rose an eyebrow.

"I thought you didn't want to sleep in Blaise's bed either?"

"Well..." Draco trailed of, and Hermione blinked.

"Are you suggesting-?"
"It would be only sleeping. I would never take advantage!" Draco said quickly. "We are drunk! That wouldn't be okay."

"Okay," Hermione smiled at him, feeling bold thanks to the alcohol, and they paid for their drinks.

Somewhere along the way, they started kissing again and Hermione practically tore of Draco's shirt after they finally entered the flat he shared with Blaise.

"Stop," he gasped, pulling away from her. "You are drunk. You don't really want this!"
"I do," Hermione stepped closer again and Draco glared at her.

"That's not what it looked like in the bar. Now let's go to bed."
Draco had to force his eyes away when Hermione stripped in his room shamelessly, before climbing into his bed just in her matching bra and knickers.

He swore quietly and Hermione wriggled to lie against him and he put a hand around her reluctantly.

"I hate you," he murmured and Hermione laughed quietly.

"Your erection against my ass suggests otherwise," she whispered and Draco groaned.

"Shut up. You are such a tease and you know it. But I am not going to take advantage!"

Hermione turned around to face him.

"We wouldn't be in this situation if you finally got your shit together and asked me out instead of kissing me every time Blaise and Ginny force us to get out with them!" she poked a finger into his chest.
Draco laughed bitterly. "Why would I? It's not like you actually want me when you are sober!"

Hermione blinked a few times. "What the hell are you talking about?" she sat up abruptly, glaring at him.

Draco sat up as well. "The only time you actually give me the time of a day is when you are pissed!" he said. "And I can't blame you. I'm a pathetic ex-Death Eater who bullied you during our school years. I don't deserve you and we both know it."
"The only time we actually see each other is when we are drunk because you are avoiding me!" Hermione glared at him.

"Of course I do. Would you want to be ignored by the person you love every damn day?" Draco blurted out and his eyes widened at the realization what he had just said even before he finished talking.

"Shit," he said and stood up. "I-… You can have the bed."
Hermione sat there, staring at him in shock. "Did you mean that?" she asked quietly as Draco opened the door to leave.

"Do you think I would have said it if I didn't?" he asked, glancing at her over his shoulder.

"Come back to bed," she said gently and Draco shook his head.

"I think it would be better if I didn't."
"Draco. Come back," Hermione commanded and Draco looked bad at her uncertainly.

"Are you sure?"

"For god's sake," Hermione murmured as she stood up and walked over to Draco. She took his hand and pulled him towards the bed. "Draco Lucius Malfoy. You are going back to bed now and you are going to take me on a proper date tomorrow and then we will finally have the mind-blowing sex we talked about last time," she said as she pushed him onto the bed and Draco laughed, pulling her with him.

"Only if you still want it come morning," he said and she smacked his chest.

"You are an idiot," Hermione muttered before kissing him.