Broken Glass.

That night's encounter had lasted longer than Draco had thought. Daylight would soon be approaching, making the chances of getting caught by a teacher or another student much greater. Not to mention Filch and his late night strolls around the castle. He had to think quickly and get her body back to Gryffindor tower. Draco contemplated leaving her body on the floor to freeze overnight, but he found himself shaking his head at the thought. The possibility that she would remember everything that had happened would be highly likely if he didn't get her back to her room before morning.
He looked at her with his lips pressed tightly together; he needed her wand to light the castle while his would levitate her.
Draco leaned over her and shivered slightly as he withdrew her wand that was tucked down her bra.
"lumos" he muttered. Light instantly appeared from the end of her wand.
He then muttered a quick spell to dispose of the pieces of broken glass before levitating her somewhat lifeless body off the vodka covered, marble floor with his own wand. Carrying her would have been the easier option. But casting a levitating charm would suffice, he didn't want to touch her. Her floating motionless body lay limp in the air, her arms rested lightly across her belly, and her long black hair dragging down on the ground, drenched and sticky with vodka.
Draco cast an invisibility charm over her then scanned the castle briefly for prying eyes. Satisfied that they were alone, he stepped forward reaching out his hand to locate her body that was now invisible.
He moved very slowly toward her, careful not to touch any part of her that he shouldn't. Suddenly feeling something very wet, he dropped his hand immediately. His hand had come into contact with her very wet hair. Draco wiped it furiously on his robes, scrunching up his face at the whiff of vodka that had filled his nostrils.
Draco walked quickly toward Gryffindor tower, his wand held firmly in his left hand, and Hermione's in his right. Hermione was only inches in front of him floating at the same pace.
What the hell was I thinking? He thought angrily. Kissing her?
Draco slowed into a paced walk as he neared the Fat Lady who was snoring loudly, He looked around the castle once more before slowly lowering Hermione onto the floor, careful not to wake the Plump Woman in the portrait before him. Draco muttered the spell to remove the invisibility charm, and cast 'lumos' with his own wand so that he could return Hermione's.

"Knox" He whispered, the light from Hermione's wand disappeared and he placed it beside her.

What now? He thought, He couldn't leave her here, she'd freeze. Casting a charm to wake the Fat Lady when he was far enough out of sight would bring her attention to Hermione.

Draco smiled at the idea and turned to leave.

"Who's there!"

Draco stopped.

"You!" it was the Fat Lady "What have you done to Miss Granger?"

Without a second thought, Draco walked quickly down the hall way, picking up his pace with every step that he took away from Hermione Granger.

ooo

She was freezing. A pounding migraine pulsated all over her skull. It was what woke her up, that and a shadowy presence that had flickered across her closed eyelids.
She willed her eyes to open, when she finally did she noticed a blurry face peering at her.
"Well well" said the voice of the person standing over her.
It took a few seconds until her vision cleared and she realized it was Filch standing over her with a smirk upon his face.
A sudden wave of confusion came over her as she groaned with pain before sitting up.
The castle was filled with natural light and the Fat Lady was staring at her in disbelief.
No. She thought. Panic struck, it was morning. The sun was barely up and the sky was lightening. Most of her professors would surely be awake and she was directly outside of Gryffindor Tower, where students would soon be exiting from. Where Ron, Harry. and Ginny would soon be stepping out of.
"Mr. Filch"
Already, the dread was settling at what was soon to happen.
She would take the walk of shame to the Headmaster's office, night things and all.
It made her stomach gnarl and twist in discomfort, the embarrassment. She reeked of Vodka, and she was sure there was no way out of her situation.