Chapter 9
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Hermione awoke the gorgeous Sunday morning with a splitting headache
"Arrgh" she rolled over on her stomach, trying to block out the sunlight that was streaming through her window. She looked at Herbert who said "Good morning your grace, (he used to be a quill and he was quite old from the 5th century, that's what he liked to say anyway) the time is 8 am, I do hope the young man that laid you to sleep last night was your betrothed?"
Young man? Laid her to sleep? It came crashing back to her. She got drunk! She kissed Malfoy after playing his stupid game! And then she passed out. It must have only been about 6 or 7 last night.
She really slept for that long? He put her in his bed. She noticed now she was in her pale blue silk pajamas. He changed her? Did he look at her?
She felt like she was going to throw up? What if he touched her? No he was far too much of a Pureblood to actually rape someone. Anyway she would know if he had done anything.
She got up from her bed and pulled out her drawer of medicine, she found the pepper up and migraine-no-more medicine (she also popped a Tylenol a muggle medicine) within about 15 second of taking them she felt so much better, her headache was gone. But she realized she was starving, she hadn't even eaten anything last night. She cringed not wanting to think about his luscious lips on hers.
He was a Slytherin and she a Gryffindor. Nothing could come of it.
They both had just had a bit too much to drink, and… Kissed? She blushed.
After changing and using the bathroom as quietly as she could she crept down the stairs. Careful not to wake up Malfoy, she didn't think she could face the embarrassment at the moment. She slipped out and hurried up for breakfast. She found Ginny and Neville sitting at the table.
No sign of Harry or Ron, of course. They would not be up for at least another 2 maybe 3 hours. She was getting nervous as she neared Ginny. She was her best friend and they never hid anything from each other. She will tell her, soon for now it wasn't important. She glanced over at the Slytherin table. He was already there.
He was looking at her. She promptly turned away and sat down with her back to him.
"Hey Ginny,"
"Morning, are you planning on shutting yourself away today too? Or will you actually hang out with me? And why on earth are you wearing a turtleneck, it's so hot today!"
"It was cold in my room this morning," she said, hoping her cheeks would not give her away. "And of course I'll hang out with you, what did you have in mind?"
"I thought we could first ask Professor McGonagall about having a unity ball? I and Neville were just talking about it and we think it's an amazing idea. If she approves we can start planning." She said eating her eggs, oblivious to Hermione blushing.
"Oh a ball, I don't know… if that's a good idea" she pondered over that, this meant Ginny would get over excited in dressing her up, find her a date (she inwardly cringed at the idea imagining herself and Neville together, him stepping all over her toes) she would also want to go shopping and most definitely will not stop talking about it.
"Oh come on Hermione, this is our last year. The Yule Ball was forever ago and we all need an occasion to celebrate and mingle. What is so bad about that?"
She didn't really feel like upsetting her friend, anyway Professor McGonagall might even say no.
"Well I guess it would be a good idea. We should go ask her now looks like she's done eating too." She just finished her bacon and eggs, and glanced up at the table. Professor McGonagall was standing over Professor Sprout. She waved goodbye and started towards the door.
"Come on" Ginny grabbed her stuff and went quickly towards her.
Hermione groaned and followed pursuit.
Malfoy looked up to see Granger rushing over with the weaselette to the headmistress.
Of course he couldn't get his mind off those lips, how her skin had felt under his hands, how she had passed out in his arms and he'd had to carry her to her room.
He had found her pajamas and changed her into them using his wand; he had the decency not to look at all the whole time, even if he was drunk.
This morning however he had woken up with a splitting headache. Only after taking some medicine he really thought about what had happened.
It mustn't happen again, she was a muggle-born and he a Pureblood. He had to remember it was just a game, they were both drunk and they kissed. So what? Forget the mud…muggle. He would not call her a mudblood ever again. He got up and made his way to the library
"Oooo, Hermione I am so excited! I can't believe she said yes!" Exclaimed Ginny, obviously ecstatic. "I know I can't believe it either." Laughed Hermione as both girls walked back to the Gryffindor common room to start preparations.
The ball was supposed to be on Oct 31st.
They were to do a Halloween unity theme. And they only had about 4 weeks to prepare.
As they sat down by the fireplace and came up with ideas for the ball, Hermione started to think about what would be like if Malfoy asked her to go to the ball with him, she doubted that as she brushed the thought away. It was just a kiss, stop thinking about it. He wouldn't even touch you if he wasn't drunk.
"Should we have a color theme? I'm thinking we should have only two colors. One gold and one blue, each couple would wear either blue or gold! The colors representing tranquility and balance between the four houses as well as Muggleborns and Purebloods"
"But what about those who don't have a date?" Said Hermione thinking of herself.
"Hmm well how about those that go single should wear something containing blue and gold? We would have to tell Madam Malkin as soon as possible about the color selection so that she could start finding the most amazing outfits!" She said in a dreamy voice!
"Well that's actually a really good idea." She said genuinely.
So that was decided. They soon started to work on a flyer talking and giggling, Hermione had really missed this and she was glad to have Ginny in her life. As soon as the leaflet was complete it was duplicated and went zooming off through the castle to hang upon the notice boards.
"Well I think Harry will be delighted to know what color we'll be wearing!" Said Ginny finishing up her letter to Madam Malkin.
"Wearing what and where?" Said Harry coming up behind them yawning, it was almost lunchtime noticed Hermione.
"Well glad you could join us, Good Afternoon." She said.
He placed a kiss on Ginny's forehead and sat down on the couch behind her, looking at what they were planning.
They filled him on the plans as Ron joined them, begging them to hurry up so that they could have lunch, so they soon made their way back to the Great Hall to eat.
It was such a perfect day out, they soon ate as much as they could stuff in their bellies. And they made their way down to the lake. They sat down under a tree, Harry with his head in Ginny's lap they stayed for what seemed like forever just goofing around and talking. Soon it was time for Hermione to head back to finish homework before she went to dinner. Promising Ginny they would go dress shopping next week, she set off towards her common room.
Malfoy had finished all of his assignments and had made his way back to the common room. It was incredibly boring to be here this year, there were hardly any Slytherin's this year and the ones that were here he didn't very much feel like spending time with any of them. He remembered when he was the prince of Slytherin. When first years used to look upon him with terror. Now they laughed at him.
As he grabbed a book and sat down to read on the sofa (where he and Granger had just made out a couple of hours ago) his thoughts kept drifting back to her. Sighing he got up and made his way to the window, looking out he saw 4 people by the lake, it was the golden trio and the weaselette. Sitting back, laughing and enjoying the sunshine. Oh how he envied their friendship. He looked at Granger whose voluptuous big brown curls were bouncing in the sunshine. Even from afar she looked radiant as she sat there talking to the weasel! In a huff he went up to his room and crashed down on his bed with his book. This time not letting thoughts of Grangers curls falling down past her naked breasts as she rode him into the night.
