-I own nothing, just having some creative fun-
The Morning After
The sun was shining through her curtains and never had she hated the brightness in her life. She ground and rolled over only to be greeted to the sight of messy white blond hair. She stiffened. She may have even stopped breathing. No fuckin way. No way. There is no way.
She looked down and saw she was fully dress in the gown she wore to the ministry ball. She sighed with relief. After regaining her composure she looked over at Draco. She noticed he was also completely dress and the only thing that was amiss was the color of her lipstick on his cheek. Just his cheek, she noted.
What in the world had happened? She tried to remember the night before. She remembered dancing with Harry. They went back to the table where Ron suggested they go check out the new Wizarding club called XP. He had failed to mention that this club was a strip club. She remember her and Ginny getting all the attention from the strippers much to the dismay of the boys. She remember taking shot after shot, and THEN it hit her. She had hit on Malfoy. She had gone over to him and sat on his lap!
"Malfoy has anyone ever told you, you have the most beautiful eyes! Seriously a girl can get lost in them" she had told him as she caressed his face.
He just chuckled, gently grabbed her hand and put it on her lap. Like a friggin gentleman. I mean if that didn't answer that he wasn't interested she didn't know what else would.
She remembered taking a couple more shots after that. She remembered seeing Draco talking to Harry and pointing at her. Harry approached her and told her that Draco would be taking her home before any more pictures of her were taken. Wait, pictures?
Draco had apparated them to her apartment, obviously he was able to control his liquor. She had tried to frikkin kiss him. Each time he would just giver her his cheek. Who knew Malfoy can be so damn chivalrous leaving her absolutely mortified with her actions. He got her into bed with the promise that he would give her one kiss. He had tucked her in and kissed her forehead. FOREHEAD! Like i'm his sister! Can this bed just swallow me up right now before he wakes up! She groaned. He stirred. Fuck. He opened his eyes and saw the bewildered look on Hermiones face.
"Aren't you a ray of sunshine!" he said
"Please tell me last night was just a mortifying nightmare, please tell me that i dreamt that you kissed me in the forehead like i'm your kid sister"
Draco burst out laughing. He laughed and laughed until tears were coming out of his eyes.
"Hermione, the last thing I would ever see you as is as my kid sister!"
She closed her eyes, feeling like a tomato with the heat her face was displaying.
"Why didn't you want to kiss me"
"You were completely sloshed, I didn't want you to do anything you might regret, or question my actions because you were inebriated."
"Oh"
He got up walked around her bed until he was directly in front of her, he grabbed her chin to look up at him and he leaned down so close to her lips.
"Besides if I were to kiss you, really kiss you, I would want you to feel me, I would want to make sure you truly never forget"
She leaned her head up as he lowered his lips to hers.
"HERMIONE! Open your door!"
"Harry BLOODY Potter!" Draco whispered.
Now it was Hermiones turn to laugh and laugh.
