Chapter 15 – The Letter

Hermione stirred in her sleep, and groaned in protest as the light poured through the window. Her head throbbed and her body felt like it had been run over by a car. And she didn't look much better. Her hair stuck up in all different directions, the usually tight curls now frizzy, her eyes were red from her hangover and her makeup was smeared.

She surveyed her surroundings and realized she wasn't in her own dorm. She was in a strange bed in a strange room with strange furniture. Where the hell was she?

All of a sudden she felt something shift beside her. She whipped around and immediately saw-

"MALFOY!" She screamed, jumping up out of the bed and adjusting her dress which had shimmied up her hips in her slumber. "WHY THE HELL ARE WE IN BED TOGETHER?"

He rolled his eyes at her. "Relax." He said, getting up and walking out of the room. He was only in his boxers.

She ran after him until she was standing in his living room watching him as he raided his fridge for something to eat. "What happened between us?"

"Nothing." He said nonchalantly, never looking back at her.

"Look at me, dammit! I wake up in your bed, what happened to me!" She was very worked up.

"Calm down granger. Nothing happened to you… thanks to me."

"What do you mean 'thanks to you'?" She asked suspiciously.

"I mean that last night you were so drunk you didn't know what the hell you were doing. By the time I got to you some guy was taking advantage of you!"

It all came flooding back.

FLASHBACK-

"Are you sure you know where they are?" Hermione asked slowly as the tall boy who had supplied her the vodka led her away from the ever growing crowd.

"Positive." He replied, as he led her out of the hall and into the corridor. "It's not too much farther. Ah… here we are." He unlocked a door and led her into a foreign room and sat on the couch, motioning for her to join him.

"Where are Jessica and Pammy? I thought you said they were here…" She said, rubbing aimlessly at her bloodshot eyes. The vodka had robbed her of her senses.

"They are coming. They will be here soon." She head him say, then he was leaning into her.

"No…" She groaned confusedly, turning her head so that his lips ended up on her chin instead of her lips. "What are you DOING?"

He leaned over her. "Mmmgh." She protested again, pushing him away a bit, but she was in such a state that she didn't know what was happening and therefore did not understand the seriousness of the situation. With what little strength she had in her body she tried to push him off her but he was much stronger.

All of a sudden there was a crash and a blonde boy came storming through the door. "GET OFF OF HER!" He yelled, pointing his wand and the boy atop her.

"Hey man," The boy said getting up and holding his hands in the air. "She wanted to come here with me. No harm intended…"

"Yeah, whatever." Draco spat. "Hermione, did you want to come here with this creep?"

"Huh?" She slurred, squinting to make out the figure in front of her. "Jessica?"

"Are you drunk?" He asked, as she hiccupped.

"Who me?" She asked incredulously. "Nooo!"

"Okay, you're coming with me." He said picking her up with ease and walking out of the room.

END OF FLASHBACK-

"Oh." Hermione replied wearily. "How did you know I was in there? Last time I saw you, you were with some girl grinding all over her!" Anger boiled in her voice.

"Yeah well I saw some guy leading you out and so I politely excused myself because it looked suspicious."

"Well thanks…" She began. "But I didn't need you help. I could have handled it myself." She added quickly.

Draco chuckled and shook his head. "You are really something. You could have at least thanked me. I mean… I saved you."

"Perhaps HELPED, but not saved. Stop trying to make yourself look like the hero."

"You were totally drunk! And that guy was all over you!"

"So what… are you jealous?"

"No!" He yelled in frustration. "Plus, last time I checked it was YOU who was getting all riled up over my date."

"Well if I remember correctly, you were off snogging me the very same day!"

"So?"

"If you don't see a problem in that then there is CLEARLY something wrong with you."

"Hey, just because we were making out doesn't make us bound to each other! Its just a pleasurable experience…"

"Yeah well that's just not enough for me." She walked towards the door and then paused. "Plus it wasn't all that pleasurable."

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Hermione walked towards her room. She was still a bit hung-over and couldn't wait to get to sleep. All of a sudden she heard a shriek and saw someone running towards her.

"Oh my god! Hermione!" Jessica screamed, running over to her and giving her a bear hug. Then her mood changer. "WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU? DON'T EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT!" She had hold of Hermione's shoulders and was shaking them.

"Don't shake me! My head is THROBBING. God… I feel like shit twice over."

"Yeah… you were pretty wasted. Come on, we will get you some medicine for your head and you can fill me in."

Hermione told Jessica what had happened, and Jessica sighed. "Hermione…"

"What?"

"You shouldn't have been so harsh on him! After all… he had just saved you from that rapist!"

"He might not have even BEEN a rapist. Plus… I could have warded him off myself if I had needed to." Hermione said, simply.

Jessica laughed. "Yeah right Herms… In the state you were, I don't think you could have warded off a fly."

Hermione scowled back at her but didn't say anything back.

"Anyway," Jessica continued. "While you were gone this came." She said, handing Hermione a letter.

Hermione brushed her fingers over the thick paper, it had the oh so familiar Hogwarts seal in the middle. "It's from Hogwarts…"

"Read it! It must be important…"

Hermione opened the letter and scanned the words on the page, here eyes widening with every line. "Oh my god." She uttered quietly.

"WHAT?" Jessica yelled in anticipation.

"I'm… head girl."

"Oh my god! That is huge!"

"I know! I never thought I'd get it! But that's so weird… because I was almost positive Harry would get Head boy… and they usually don't pick two people from the same team. I just hope the Head Boy is a good person because I have to share a room with him."

"Yeah. I hope he is hot. For your sake. Then you can get that Malfoy fellow out of your mind."

"He is not in my mind!" Hermione retorted in her defense.

"Uh, I think you forget that I am psychic. And you, my friend, are thinking about him 24 hours a day!"

"You know what, I thought it would be cool having a psychic roommate, but it downright sucks. Plus your wrong. I don't give a flying fuck about Malfoy and his many sluts. But right now, I just want to sleep."

"Okay. Whatever you say." Jessica said. "Get some good rest because tomorrow is a big day."

Hermione knew what she was referring to. Tomarrow was her last day at Merlin's. She would be packing, then she would leave. It was a horrid thing and she really didn't want to think about it. She just wanted to sleep. She walked into her room, dove into the fluffy covers, and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was fast asleep.

A/N: I expect to write several more chapters tomorrow since it is Saturday so I don't have school. 3 more reviews and I will update!