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A ray of sunlight hit Hermione on the face, which caused her to wake up. She blinked her eyes.

Sunlight? What time is it?

She reached for her watch at her bedside table - it wasn't there.

Wait a minute.

Sitting up on her bed, she realized that she was still wearing the dress robes and her watch.

"10:00 AM - You are not at school and absent, but you are supposed to be resting right now."

Oh my. I'm absent?

Putting a hand to her aching head, she remembered.

Oh, yeah - the party. This must be a hangover.

With effort, she got up and headed to the bathroom with a cotton dress and toiletries.

***

After sometime, Hermione was done refreshing herself in the bathroom and realized that she missed breakfast and that the boys might have been late. She crept to the doors of the men's rooms and peeked in. All of the rooms were empty. She felt that she did not have any appetite to eat so she went straight to the library. Taking a book from the shelf, she sat on a beanbag and lit the fireplace - not knowing that there was a certain blonde downstairs, waiting for her awakening.

It had been a couple of chapters for Hermione when a head popped from the fireplace.

"Hermione?" It said.

Hermione looked up from her book. "Christian!" She crawled towards the fireplace to be nearer. "How's school? What did I miss? Where are you?"

Christian laughed. "Easy, Hermione, one question at a time."

Hermione smiled wanly.

"Anyway, how are you feeling?"

***

Draco Malfoy was curled up in a sofa wearing a loose green t-shirt and black boxer shorts during an office day. He grunted - not that he planned it. He was there since breakfast, after a talk with Harry and Ron. They deliberated about Hermione's situation and condition. Finally, it was decided upon that Harry and Ron were to go to office since they have piles of work to finish. Draco would then not go to work and stay at home 'babysitting' Hermione.

Monitor her, watch over her, take care of her, note any peculiarities, observe her actions, try to learn something about last night, and if ever their guess was correct, make sure that she doesn't do anything that could harm herself -and the 'child'.

Draco recalled the list of general things that he was to do in the meantime.

Sighing, he stood up, wondering what could be taking Hermione long in waking up and strode off to the second floor.

***

"Christian!"

Draco paused as he heard Hermione's voice from the library.

"Invisibilis." Draco muttered, rendering him invisible. These are one of the ample spells that were for Aurors alone. He slinked in the library. Sitting on the carpeted floor just beside a sofa, he was not surprised to see Christian's head bobbing at the fireplace as Hermione spoke to him.

"Anyway, how are you feeling?"

"Chris, I'm fine. About school-."

"You really won't drop it, won't you? Well, all of us from the party are worried about you."

"So he was there." Draco thought to himself triumphantly.

"It's currently break time, and I'm in our homeroom teacher's classroom. She asked me to check on you."

"Professor Pertich? How sweet of her!"

"Not only her - all of our teachers this morning are asking of you and our classmates were also inquiring the same thing."

"Wow."

"So."

There was a brief pause.

"Chris, thanks for you know,"

Draco tensed up.

"You know, last night."

Draco sweated.

"Oh, that's ok. You're welcome." Christian replied.

"I'm sorry if it ended um, that way. I didn't um, you know, plan it."

"Oh no, she's becoming nervous," Draco said to himself in his mind. "That is never a good sign."

Christian laughed softly. "Neither did I."

Draco saw that Hermione was blushing. Crud.

"Well. I hope you still enjoyed, you know, your time at the party - I hope I didn't screw your enjoyment."

"No, not at all."

"But you practically didn't leave my side - what's so fun with that?"
"You know, it was kind of entertaining watching you sleep."

"Hahahaha." Hermione rolled her eyes as she sarcastically replied.

"Look, Hermione, I'm sorry," Christian apologized. "I feel it was partially my fault - you know, what happened last night."

"Chris," Hermione leaned closer, looking at him straight in the eye. "It was just some dare, ok? It's no one's fault. I just hope you still enjoyed yourself."

"If it's my enjoyment, don't worry, I did enjoy the party. So. what happened when you got home?"

"Er. I don't remember well, but I know I was speaking to them then I vomited and fainted."

"You didn't get a scolding."

"No. I fainted, ok?"

"Oh. What happened to you anyway?"

"I guess I wasn't tolerant of the stuff - yet. One day, I can do it."

"Was last night your first time?"

Hermione grinned. "Nope, my first time was,"

Draco listened closely.

"When during the summer after my fifth year, I went to the house of a friend of mine and we did that."

Draco smirked, the conversation was becoming very interesting.

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