Chapter Twenty-Four:

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Hermione yelled loudly, waking Draco up as she conjured a sheet to cover herself with.

"What are you yelling about Granger?" asked Draco sleepily looking at Hermione.

"Are you naked?" he asked without giving her a chance to answer. He quickly got up and looked at her naked body, his jaw dropped.

Hermione took the sheet and covered it around her body as much as she could.

"Why are you naked?" asked Draco looking at her confused.

"I don't know, you tell me!" said Hemrione getting frustrated. She was so drunk yesterday she could not remember what did or did not happen. She looked up at Draco, her eyes pleading for an explanation, an answer of any kind.

"Did I… did we…hmmm…you know?" asked Hermione looking into his eyes embarrassed.

"I don't know." Draco answered sincerely.

"How could you not know?" asked Hermione, not believing him.

"Granger, I was as drunk as you were last night, I don't even remember my last name." said Malfoy, trying to go back to sleep.

"We must remember, it can't be. We must know what happened." replied Hermione hitting her own head trying to have the answer come back to her.

"Just walk around the room twice." said Draco.

"Why would I walk around the room?" asked Hermione, not understanding where that came from.

"Because, you want to know if anything happened." answered Draco simply.

"How would walking around the room help?" asked Hermione as confused as before.

"Just trust me will you? Just walk from wall to wall twice." said Draco.

"I guess it couldn't harm." said Hermione as she started walking from wall to wall like a psycho.

"Did it hurt?"asked Draco.

"Did what hurt?" Hermione asked back.

"Walking." answered Draco as if it was the obvious answer.

"No." said Hermione looking at Draco utterly confused.

"Then nothing happened." said Draco putting his head down trying to go back to sleep.

"Hold on, why would it hurt when I walk?" asked Hermione feeling his analysis was not very useful.

"Because, if we would have done anything of that sort, you wouldn't be able to walk around without some sort of pain." replied Draco simply.

"I don't get it. What do you mean?" asked Hermione trying to understand where that theory came from.

"Girls call it magic, I just call it Draco Malfoy in action." Draco answered with a smirk.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You are so full of yourself. Now is not the time to be arrogant, besides your theory makes no sense." said Hermione seating on the edge of the bed frustrated.

"Hermione, why wouldn't you believe me? I know what I'm talking about. Besides," he said as he raised the cover, revealing his almost naked body "there's no blood on the sheets."

"Thank god" Hermione said to herself quietly. When she realized what Draco just said, she looked at him frowning.

"What makes you think I'm a virgin Malfoy?" she asked.

"Hermione, it's you we're talking about." said Draco confidently.

"What do you mean it's me we're talking about? What makes you so sure about what I did or didn't do before?" asked Hermione trying to keep a straight face.

"Hermione, I know you better than you give me credit for. Now stop trying to be someone you're not, and get your sexy ass over here." he said patting the empty bed space next to him.

Hermione just smirked at his words, said "You wish." and left to get dressed.

Draco laid back down on his bed, thinking about Hermione's naked body. 'Wow' he thought to himself. Her beauty shocked him all the time. He never thought that behind the book worm there would be such a beautiful flower.

He was drunk yesterday, but not as drunk as he pretended to be. He didn't tell Hermione of anything that happened because he liked driving her insane with thoughts.

She looked so cute, getting frustrated. Being worried as to what did or didn't happen the previous night. Thinking if she did or didn't go further than she's ever been before.

Draco would have never used her drunk state to his advantage. He loved her too much to use her, besides he himself thought it was too early for them to take that step. He didn't even tell her he loved her yet, and he has to before they do it.

That way she would believe him, she wouldn't think he was just playing around with her feelings.

Last night's events were as clear in his head as they were the previous night. They both got home drunk out of their heads.

They went into his room and started making out. They kissed for a while, and when Draco felt like he was getting too hot he just pulled away, and fell asleep in her embrace.

In the middle of the night he remembered Hermione not feeling too well because of all the alcohol she consumed. He asked her if she needed help, but she said she was alright.

She then threw up all over her dress and came back to bed. Draco thought she came back dressed in pj's apparently she was intoxicated to the point where she didn't realize she just undressed, and layed back in bed next to him.

A smirk covered Draco's face. Hermione, naked in bed with him. Does life get any better than that?

Hermione was pacing her room. She was so worried. How could she have been so drunk, to the point of no memory of the events that occurred the previous night?

She wanted to know how she ended up naked next to Draco, but no reasonable answer came to her.

She felt so embarrassed, what would Draco think of her? What would her friends say if they ever found out?

She smiled to herself when she thought of Ruby's reaction when she would find out, she would probably be so thrilled. Think it was cute, and sweet.

Well, it was neither in Hermione's books. She was very angry at herself for sinking that low.

She then decided that crying over spilled milk wouldn't help the situation. She got dressed and walked out to make some breakfast.

In the kitchen she saw Malfoy sitting in the chair, wearing a huge smirk on his face.

She stuck her tongue out at him, and walked forward.

"I see your extremely happy this morning." said Hermione sarcastically.

"Why wouldn't I be, sexy?" asked Draco winking at her.

"Please don't call me that." said Hermione with a deep sigh.

"Why not?" asked Draco innocently.

"Just because." said Hermione and headed to the refrigerator.

"You are, you know." said Draco, getting up moving closer to her.

"What am I?" asked Hermione not realizing what he was talking about.

"Sexy!" whispered Draco into her ear hugging her from behind.

Hermione giggled and turned around to face him.

"Stop. You know I'm embarrassed as it is." said Hermione blushing slightly.

"Why are you embarrassed? Noting happened, I assure you." said Draco, trying to comfort his troubled girl.

"I hope it didn't. I'm just so worried, it's too early. You know what I'm talking about?" asked Hermione.

"I do. And even if something was about to happen, I would have never let it. I would have never taken advantage of you while you're drunk. I'm not that bad of a person." said Draco reassuringly.

"I know, I'm sorry." said Hermione and placed her head on his shoulder.

"There, it's ok, everyone gets drunk every once in a while, it's normal. I promise it will all be forgotten very soon." Draco patted Hermione's back and she felt a big chunk of relief falling from her chest.