I don't own Harry potter or any of the characters, sadly…. Oh and I know this chapter is really short, but it's not really a separate chapter it's a continuation of the last chapter. And that one was long… so yea...

Ok so I know the last chapter was rushed but I really wanted to get to this part! PLZZZZ REVIEWWWW!

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling of her bedroom, she then scanned the room with her eyes, she didn't remember the walls of her room being green, or the furniture that was in the room. The room was however the same shape and size of her room, and then it hit her, she wasn't in her room. She sat up quickly and looked around, only to realize that she had no clothes on underneath the sheet that she was lying under. But only then upon sitting up did she realize she wasn't the only one in the bed, a blond haired boy was sleeping next to her, the black silk sheets slung low, just covering his bare frame from the waist down. She gasped in surprise, what had gone down the night before? But the truth was she was afraid of the answer, because at the sight of their clothes flung carelessly around the room, she had a fairly good guess. She shook Malfoy to wake him and he slowly turned over and sat up, almost entirely exposing himself.

"Hey Herms, Good Morning," he said cheerfully, but still half asleep.

"Umm did we do what I think we did last night?" she asked skeptically. "I don't remember, I think I had a little too much to drink, I just remember counting six drinks, and the rest of the night is a blur."

"You don't remember?" he asked mockingly hurt. "Well let me refresh your memory." He rolled on top of her and kissed her neck, but she pushed him off.

"No Malfoy really, what happened, please I need to know," she asked still trying to remain clam.

"Well you came and told me you wanted to go to the party so you got dressed and we went. You had a couple of drinks and so did I, we danced some and then you said your head hurt and could we just go back to the room and so we came up here. Then you started to spill, about your parents, Ginny, Michael cheating on you and Ron," he said Ron with particular disgust, "And I told you---."

"--- That if you had me you would never do something like cheat, and we started to kiss," Hermione finished his sentence, starting to remember details of the night.

"Yea," he confirmed, "and it just kept going from their."

Hermione started to remember, they were lying on his bed, they kissed and then, it turned into something else. It wasn't rushed or anything, it was perfect, as they kissed passionately, he slowly pulled off her top, and she pulled off his trousers, while still not leaving each others lips. The mix of the drinks and the heat of the moment entranced her and before her normal, prude and sensible reasoning set in they were both naked and he was on top of her. She felt the pressure between her legs and gasped.

She dug her nails into his back; it hurt so bad but felt so good at the exact same time. He pumped slowly in and out at first speeding up with each thrust, before each of them was screaming each others names in ecstasy. But as the events of the night set in one thing hit her hard, she was no longer a virgin and she lost it to Draco Malfoy of all people. If someone had come up to her two years ago when she was happily in love with Ron and told her this she would probably tell them to get their head checked. But as she laid their in Malfoy's bed next to him thinking about it, it was perfect but in a totally imperfect way. She was drunk, and he was Malfoy but she didn't regret it at all, and she wondered why.

She looked at him, "Oh my god," she said quietly, why she didn't care more about what she had done, all she knew is that she didn't want anyone to know. Yes it was true that she didn't regret the night's proceedings, but she probably would if she got a lecture from Ginny, and she would get one if she was to tell Ginny. "Malfoy I know this sounds weird, but please don't tell anyone, please" she pleaded.

"I get it, its ok, your friends with Ron and Harry and well im not, at all, your secrets safe with me." He smiled as he ran his fingers through her long curly hair. "But I think that this should still go on, you like me and I like you so please, it'll be our little secret. She pushed herself up on her elbows and kissed him. She looked up at him and considered for a minute, it wouldn't hurt if her friends didn't know would it?

"Ok, it's our little secret," don't tell anyone, not even Blaise." Hermione gave in.

"Not even Blaise?" he pleated.

"No, no one Malfoy, or it can't happen ok?" she firmly told him. He nodded and she smiled. "Ok well ill see you later I should probably go see Ginny, I haven't talked to her since yesterday morning." She kissed him once again, but he pulled her on top of him. "Im serious Malfoy!" she squealed.

"Ok, ok," he said as he let go, she started to walk around and gather up her clothes, and get dressed before he spoke again. "But one thing, we've slept together cant you at least call me by my first name?" he asked.

"Your right, Draco," she said and then she blew a kiss good bye and walked out the door. Still not dressed he sat in bed thinking of that night. It was perfect from the dancing, which Hermione happened to be a very good dancer, to the sex, which was amazing. How could an inexperienced virgin, be better than all the hoes he had fucked put together, they say practice makes perfect, but does it?

He smiled and started to get dressed, the previous night flashing before him as he gathered his clothes from around the room. It was perfect but in a totally unperfected way, he was drunk and she was a Mudblood, but he didn't regret it at all.

A/n: Ok so not as rushed right? I hope I did better, but ill update as soon as I get 10 reviews! Yea so 43 reviews as I submit this and when there are 53 I will update but not until then I repeat…..

AS I WRITE THIS THERE ARE 43 REVIEWS WHEN THERE ARE 53 I WILL UPDATE BUT NOT UNTILL THEN, I DON'T CARE HOW LONG I HAVE TO WAIT, BUT YOU PROBABLY WILL!

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