Lol no I still don't own HP

Theo cleared his throat again. "I see you are in need of assistance, Miss Granger." She rolled her eyes as she got up leaving a still sleeping Draco lying on the ground, who was still wrapped in a large fluffy bathrobe. "Yes, you see your best friend was fantastically drunk and possibly about to drown himself in the prefects bathroom when I stumbled upon him. The little fucker then pushed me into the water and refused to tell me the Slytherin common room password."

Theo reached down and wrapped his hand around Draco's forearm and proceeded to yank him up. From there he placed his hand around Draco's back and held up the seemingly still sleeping boy. "How he stays asleep is a fucking mystery to me" strained Nott's voice, "he isn't half heavy though." Hermione turned to leave before Theo called after her "Where do you think you're going? I'm not going to be able to get this fucker up the stairs by myself"

"You know what you could use? Magic." She blew him a kiss and continued walking down the corridor, still dripping with water. Theo sighed and hefted Draco up again from where he'd slouched, spoke the password (Veritas) and dragged his best friend up the stairs. Theo brought him up to the head boy's rooms. There was no point trying to get Pike and Goyle to help get him into the "eighth year" dorm room two, second door on the right, they'd be long gone off to dream land and if fifth year was anything to go by then waking up Goyle required a gong, a wooden spoon and a plate of turkey bacon. Laying the great lump on the bed Theo went to shower before settling down on the couch. "Theo?"

"Yeah, Draco?"

"Can we not fight right now?"

"Okay."

"Also I was awake when you carried me up the stairs"

"I know"

"Do you like Granger?"

"I don't know Draco, do you?"

"I don't know, if you like her then maybe I don't"

"Draco you're still drunk," Theo paused for a minute"how about we talk about this in the morning?"

There was no reply. The oaf was already snoring peacefully.

Hermione slunk down to breakfast before anyone else in Gryffindor was awake. Down there she was met with the hilarious sight of Theo, Draco and Pansy all three barely awake, trying to eat before the hall became too loud and virtually uninhabitable for the hungover, tired or in Pansy's case, those who hadn't slept. She walked over and speaking louder than was necessary "Moooorning all." In reply she got two groans and a slight snore from Draco who was leaning his head on the table. She sat down opposite them and Pansy gave her a weird look, "this is the Slytherin table, Granger?"

"Yes, but I'm not going to sit by myself, am I?" She began to eat and slowly coaxed some conversation out of the three zombies. Pansy began to tell her about the Slytherin/Ravenclaw party that had been going on last night, which was the main reason behind her poor state of repair. "You should've seen it, we had Cho Chang drinking like a maniac and Daphne was matching her shot for shot and then they both hurled and just it was magical seeing Daphne looking so disgusting." Hermione giggled a little bit, just picturing the two usually demure girls flat out wasted. The chat continued as more people began to filter into the great hall the four were flat out laughing at a joke cracked by Hermione "So Ron was left with two options commando or my underwear and he chose my underwear and the quidditch team have never let him forget it." As they began to get up to leave Pansy kind of half smiled and mumble "You're alright Hermione, you should come with me next time there's a party, I think everyone would like to see the head girl participate in the revelry for once."

"Thanks Pansy? I'd love to." Hermione was vaguely shocked, talk about strange, but why not? Wasn't the head girl supposed to encourage inter-house mingling and from the sounds of it this sounded very… mingle-y.

Walking upstairs to the heads study she caught her foot on the step and sort of tripped into the room. She saw Draco waiting inside "Oh, Hello, I thought you would've slunk back to bed after last night." He smiled a little bit.

"I just wanted to apologize for my behavior last night, apparently I wouldn't tell you the password."

"Not to mention pushing me in the bath" She chuckled "It's okay, do you want me to tell Nott you were looking for him?" Draco looked vaguely confused,

"No I was here to apologize to you? I also wanted to say thank you, for not letting the bad blood after the war you know…" He kind of trailed off. It was strange for Hermione seeing one boy who had been so proud and self obsessed to now be apologetic and abashed. "Its no problem, really." She smiled a little bit. Draco lingered, not wanting to leave. "He likes you, you know."

"Thanks, I think?"

"Do you like him?"

"I don't know Draco, do you like him?"

"He's my best friend, if he likes you then I don't like you."

"I think we both know that you don't like me…?"

"No I mean, if he like likes you, then I don't like like you."

"You like me?"

"…I need to leave… now." Draco seemed to almost disparate from the room. Hermione stood, just slightly shell shocked, in the middle of the room. Suddenly the synapses in her brain began to connect. Theo was always talking about Malfoy to her, Malfoy always seemed to be in the study just after Theo had left, and he constantly left items of clothing and books in there. This was slightly strange behavior for one of the most organized boys in school. She sat down and thought for a second. "Do I like Malfoy? He tormented me, but why shouldn't I forgive him and oh fuck I just don't fucking know anymore." She put her head in her hands and groaned.

I know this was a lot of dialogue and less doing. I know its clichéd, I know there are so many things wrong. Right now I'm writing this for fun to try and keep my writing up, wooh college essays…