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Opening my eyes, I rubbed my head. God did I ever have a hangover. I should of never had all that wine, in fact I have no idea why I had so much in the first place...sitting up in my bed I realized that I wasn't alone. Oh God, no. I swallowed and slowly turned to see the person, praying that this wasn't what I thought it was. Because I knew it was impossible that we would ever...I did not...he and I...shudder...I looked to find Malfoy next to me. In my bed.

Oh SHIT!

Oh God.

We did.

As he opened his eyes I did the only thing that came to mind.

I screamed.

Okay it wasn't the BEST thing to do, I know, but you know you would've done the same thing. Malfoy covered his ears and said with anger when my screaming stopped.

"Why the bleeding hell did you do that? You broke the bloody sound barrier!" I glared at him as he glared at me.

"Well if you woke up, having no memory of the night before, and you find your sworn enemy with you in bed the next morning, you would scream too. Except you wouldn't because guys sound like girls when they scream and you have too much pride to actually have someone hear that come out of you." I said matter-of-factly. Malfoy rolled his eyes.

"Even when she has a hungover, she can be a royal pain in the ass." he said under his breath.

"What did you just say?" I asked, my eyes flashing with anger.

"Nothing." he said quickly. I glared at him, stupid git. I threw a pillow at his face and muttered a spell to dress myself. I left Malfoy to do whatever Malfoy does in the morning. I went over to my coffee machine in the kitchen to make some coffee for myself and tried to clear my head and hopefully this hangover! Okay, Hermione, let's see do I remember anything of last night? Not at the moment. What do you know? I slept with my sworn enemy. What could've caused it? Too many things to count.

This wasn't going to be easy.

"What exactly happened last night? All I remember is you kissing me and then I black out from there." I asked to Malfoy as he came out a minute later. "I think I might remember later but now..." I trailed off.

"You really want an exact reactment of last night?" Malfoy asked, smirking, leaning against the wall. Then I realized what he was saying. I shuddered.

"Malfoy, stop being a pig, this is serious. I mean what we did...was wrong. We are sworn enemies. This," I said, pointing my finger between Malfoy and myself. "Does not just happen."

"But it did." he said. I rolled my eyes at him and thought for a minute.

"Something was spiked in our food or something." I said thinking outloud. "Who could have done something like that? Let's see the food place doesn't know us personally, you didn't know anything about what food I was getting so your out." I said with a sigh that told him I wished he were the simple answer to this trouble."But Ginny..."

Wait.

Ginny had the food before we had it...

"That little sneaker." I muttered. Malfoy became interested.

"What?" he asked.

"I think who might have spiked our food, or at least had reason to." I said excitedly as Malfoy pulled up a chair, turned it around and straddled itas I passed him a cup of coffee."I think my friend Ginny did it." Malfoy raised an eyebrow while drinking the coffee.

"Weasel's sister?" he asked, I nodded. Everything seemed to fit into place. How stupid I was to not figure this out sooner!

"She's the last person to have it before we had it, and she was pressuring me to agree to talk to you, she's convinced we're made for each other." I smacked myself over the head. "That's it!" I grinned. "She magically charmed the food with something and tried to play match maker."

"Okay so the redhead, tricked us. This isn't good." he pondered now getting up and pacing. I raised an eyebrow.

"No duh." I said.

"No, I mean, really bad, Granger. You know I'm famous, the minute I step out of this door, there will be pictures in everything. Everyone will think I spent the night here."

"But you did." I pointed out.

"Yes, but they will think we're together when in reality it was only a trick. There will be gossip." I let what he said sink in. Oh God, he was right. Harry, Ron...Ginny...

MY MOTHER!

They will all find out!

"Oh crap, no, NOT GOOD, Malfoy, NOT GOOD." I said, in shock. I tried to breathe. "What do we do?" he glared at me.

"Don't ask me." I groaned.

"This is all your fault." I said.

"Oh!" he said, mad. "Has is this my fault?"

"You should've stopped me! I mean I had more spiked food than you did! You should've told me to stop."

"Don't try and pin this on me." he said defensively. "We're both responible for this." he sighed. "First we find the redhead." I nodded.

"Yes, but I suppose until nightfall we're stuck, damn gossip hounds with their photographers." he looked a bit shocked I would say a cuss word to his face. "I suggest we call her." I went up to go get the the phone book and just as I was out of his sight, I remembered last night. It all hit me like some kind of a tidal wave. I braced myself against the wall as I slowly went through the emotions of last night.

Oh my God.

When it was over I was a bit in shock. That was too intense.

Then I realized, we would stuck together

In my house.

For a whole day.

And we've slept together.

Not to mention there could be side effects of whatever Ginny did.

Or that there could be leftover feelings...

"Well this will be certainly interesting." Malfoy commented, snatching the phone book away from me and walked back to the kitchen.

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