So a little bit of a shorter chapter, sorry guys, but I wanted to get something done and posted. The next chapter will be Draco, and I have more of any idea of where to go in his chapter. Thanks so much for all the reviews so far! I have really appreciated and enjoyed your feedback. And a big thank you to everyone who has put my story on their alerts and favourites. You guys rock. I have already started the next chapter and I promise you guys will love it.

Chapter 7

I woke the next morning with no recollection of the events of the previous events, on the floor in the common room, and an empty wine bottle next to my head.

"Shit." I muttered to herself under my breathe.

My neck hurt from the angle I had been sleeping at, and the fact that I had slept on the hard wood floor, sans pillow, all night. Or half the night. I'm not really sure what time I came home from the party. Or why I had ended on the floor instead of my soft bed upstairs. I slowly rolled onto my back and pushed myself up on my elbows, afraid if I moved too fast I would throw up all over the elegant Persian rug covering the dark wood floor. I noticed that I was only wearing my bra, and the small throw that usually hung over the back of the couch was now sprawled over my naked waist. I finally spotted my clothing in a pool on the floor a few feet away.

Wtf. I thought. This is a perfect reason why I don't drink. Why was it so difficult to remember anything from the night before? How much did I drink? Who finally brought me back to my room, or did I make it here by myself? My guess was on the later, for I thought that not one of my friends would have let me pass out on the hard ground. Except for Malfoy. If he saw me laying here being a drunk mess, he would have laughed and kept on walking by. Although he had been acting more civil towards me, maybe he would have helped me up the stairs. Just then the blue eyed, blond Slytherin came thumping down the stairs, stared at me, grabbed his robes, then stormed out of the common room. Not even an insult thrown in my direction like every other morning.

"Okay…." My eyebrow raised in confusion. Finally, I made an attempt to get to my feet, and wobbled a little as I stood up. Once I was sure I was not going to fall over I put one foot in front of the other and made my way slowly up the winding staircase. All I really wanted right now was a hot bath with lots of different flowery scents and bubbles. I needed to work out the cramps in my legs, the kink in my neck and the odd pain that was coming from the spot between my thighs. Once I had actually brought myself to think about the sensation, I started to panic. What had happened last night? I remembered Ginny telling me about when she lost her virginity and how she had been sore for days afterwards. Had Krum and I had sex last night? The thought made bile rise my throat.

I moved a little more quickly to the prefects bathroom through the back corridors of the common room, and when I arrived I turned on all the faucets on as hot as possible. I poured in lavender, jasmine and gardenia scents in afterwards, careful not add anything with a sugary smell. I didn't need to make myself sick while trying to relax. I slipped my aching body into the steaming, bubbly water and let my thoughts wander.

If I had really slept with Viktor last night, would it really be that bad? I had known him for a few years now, and I thought that I knew him pretty well. I didn't have to see him all the time so we could avoid those awkward glances as we passed each other in the hall. We weren't the best of friends, so if things didn't exactly work out between us, I wasn't losing someone super close to me. I was thankful at that moment that Harry and Ginny were together, and that I had no reason to be tempted to sleep with him. Thank Godric. I was also pretty sure that I could exclude Ron from the equation. He was so enamoured with Lavender last night, that I would be surprised if he even realized that I had come to the ball. The thought of actually sleeping with him made my skin crawl and I began to scrub the thought from my body.

I couldn't actually be sure that I hadn't slept with them, or that I had even had sex last night. I only really had one way to be sure. I would have to make a painfully embarrassing visit to Madame Pomfrey. But first I was going to soak until I looked like a giant prune.

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I finally got out of the tub, after what I thought was surely a week. I wrapped myself in a fluffy red towel, with gold stitching and the Gryffindor logo emblazoned on it. Most all my muggle clothes were dirty, and I had no intention of wearing my uniform on a weekend. I may be the school no it all, but even I loved being in my own clothes once on a while. I didn't take my time doing my hair, and only put on one coat of mascara and a think layer of lip-gloss before heading out the portrait hole. I had noticed that Draco was still out. It was only just after one, but he usually returned periodically throughout the day. I shrugged it off thinking that he was probably at the three broomsticks or in bed with some bimbo. My legs carried me down the corridor swiftly towards the hospital wing. And a little faster than I wanted. I knew the school healer quite well and trying to explain my predicament to her was going to be extremely embarrassing.

Once I arrived at the hospital, I pushed the door open just a smidge and peeked in. There were only a few people on the beds. Leftover injuries from the quid ditch match the week before. I didn't recognize anyone. Madame Pomfrey noticed me peeking around the door.

"Miss Granger, come in, don't be shy, what can I help you with dear?" she asked in her motherly voice. I blushed just thinking about telling her about lat night, never mind actually saying anything to her about it. She grabbed my arm gently and led me to a bed in one of the farm of the room. I blushed again. "Miss Granger?" she prodded again, firmness creeping into her voice.

"Umm, well, this is slightly embarrassing, but I need you to run a few tests on me." I told her. I was sure that I was the colour of a tomato now. She looked at me quizzically, but nodded letting me know that I was to continue. "I woke up with some pain in my abdomen, and, well, down there. I was talking to a friend of mine about it and she explained that exactly how she felt after losing her virginity. I regret to say a I had way too much to drink at the ball and I don't remember anything from last night, so I was wondering if you could see…" my sentence trailed off. She only nodded her head. I knew she knew what I was asking of her.

"Lay down on the bed Hermione, and cover yourself up. Take off your clothes and I will conduct a few tests to see." she spoke to me softly. I'm guessing she did it so the other students didn't hear our conversation. I nodded and did I was told. I stayed in the hospital wing for about forty-five minutes while she poked and prodded, and asked numerous questions about the night and my body. It was all extremely embarrassing but I knew it was for my own good. She finally gave me the answers I was looking for.

"Well, your hymen has been broken, but while I was looking, I noticed that were no bruises or anything we need to be concerned about. It looks like your escapades last night were conceptual."

I was relieved to know that what I had done last night, had not been forced upon me, but at the same time I was saddened by the fact that something I could never get back had been taken from me. I thanked her for her help and left, crying a little to myself as I walked back to my room. Once there I spoke the password to the sleeping Dumbledore, he muffled something unintelligible and allowed me access. Draco was back, and was sitting on the couch with Blaise and Theo. All three boys instantly stopped their conversation and looked up at me as I entered the room. Draco and I stared at each other for a few moments, and then whispered something to his friends. They all sniggered and ignored me as I walked up the stairs. All I wanted to do was sleep.

I took of my clothes and put on a comfy pair of shorts and a t-shirts and lay down on the plush bed. It felt good to lie on something so soft after sleeping on the hard floor. I stared at the ceiling and thought about Krum, why he hasn't come to see me and talk about what happened between us the night before. As I was drifting to sleep, I surprised myself by thinking of Draco. He was looking down at me, smiling and his eyes were full of something I had never seen from him before. Lust.