Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. All characters and settings belong to the lovely JK Rowling, I'm just playing with them.

Author's note: this is a peice of Draco/Hermione fiction. it starts in the fifth book and is not compatible with either the "Order of the Pheonix" or the "Half-blood Prince".

Introduction

It was supposed to be a one time thing.

I was in a bad place. Just a severely bad mood.

Fifth year had not been kind to me, it started right, oh Merlin did it start right. First of all, Ron and I Finally became a couple, to everyone's (especially my) relief, we were both named prefects, Gryffindor seemed to be in good standing to win both the house cup and the Quidditch cup.

And then, then everything went downhill.

First came Ron suggesting we take things to the next level, you know which level and e knew which level, but I had absolutely NO idea what level he was talking about. Or at least I didn't at the moment, I thought he meant saying 'I love you'

Merlin, how I was wrong.

Like I said I was in a bad place, so things happened that I would much rather forget. It was the night of the full moon and they say that people, even those who aren't werewolves, act crazy on the night of the full moon. Or at least I like to blame everything on that.

As if it all wasn't my fault.

Merlin, I can't even blame him.

We didn't want each other, we didn't want each other. This wasn't some subconscious need to be with each other. This was, well actually even I had no idea what on earth it was.

We were both upset, it was silently agreed upon to be a one time thing, I never even found out what was bothering him. This was no string attached, no emotions spilled and no words exchanged.

Unfortunately, there were consequences that came out of it.

It's quite funny to think that I, Hermione granger, usually known for my logic and cool use of intellect would completely forget about those. Looks like I finally slipped up and I don't think that ANYONE thought I was going to slip up like this because-

Because,

Oh, Merlin I could hex myself.

Because a while ago, I was worried because I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my life.

Now I have no choice.