Hey all! Thank you for all being so patient for this update. Big shout-out to beatlechicksteph who has been beta-ing this story for me! I have the next few chapters done, so I hoping to post more often in the coming weeks. Enjoy and let me know what you think! XOXO, Alexandra

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter franchise...but I wish I did.

Hermione never liked apparition, and it always seemed worse after a night of drinking. Giving her body time to adjust, she leaned on Draco. Opening her eyes, and allowing them to adjust to the darkness, she realized they were probably in his bedroom.

There was a large California king size bed in the middle of the room covered in shiny black sheets—probably silk she guessed. Before she had time to look around further, he captured her lips in a hungry kiss. The passion made her dizzy…or was it the effects from the amount of alcohol she drank?

Feeling nauseous, Hermione pulled away from the kiss and made a bee-line for the en suite. Barely making it to the toilet, Hermione up-chucked all the alcohol and fair food she had consumed throughout the night. She felt tears fall down her cheeks and her throat burn—she remembered then that this was why she stopped binge drinking.

Laying her head on the toilet seat, she briefly thought, 'Thank god for house elves,' knowing that this action would be disgusting otherwise. Feeling someone at her back, she realized Draco was pulling her hair back away from her face, gently running his fingers through it. Her body wrenching, Hermione continued to dry heave until her body couldn't physically take it anymore, and she fell unconscious into Draco's arms.

oOoOoO

Hermione woke suddenly, and with squinted eyes tried to look around the room. Not knowing where she was, Hermione looked to her left where a peaceful-looking, sleeping Draco Malfoy was sprawled out. Jumping to her feet, Hermione immediately fell due to the headache that pounded behind her eyes.

At her fall, Draco shot up looking around. His face softened when he saw her, but a look of worry flashed through his eyes when he realized she was on the floor. She watched as he gracefully slid out of bed and made his way to her.

Picking her up like she didn't weigh anything at all, he carried her back to the bed not saying a word. Crawling in beside her, he pulled her close. The warmness of his body against hers willed her back to sleep.

Waking up a second time, she felt much better, but her mouth was extremely dry. Feeling a warm breath on her neck, she turned in Draco's arms smiling that her becoming nauseous didn't scare him off the night before.

Forgetting about the water, Hermione watched him as he slept. He seemed so relaxed, very unlike the way he looked when she knew him in school. She ran her fingers over his collarbone, and drank in his appearance; perfectly styled hair (usually…right now it was messy from sleep, making him all the more attractive), strong arms, and his flat stomach showcasing his perfectly sculpted abdominal muscles.

Pulling her attention back to his face, she smiled and blushed when she realized that his eyes were open, and she had been caught checking him out.

"Hey," she whispered, biting her lip.

"Hey," he whispered back, pulling her closer.

Her breath hitched when he started kissing her neck, but she wasn't going to let him distract her that easily.

"Where are my clothes?" she asked, embarrassed that he had obviously undressed her after she fell unconscious.

He stopped kissing her, but didn't pull his lips away from her neck. "I had a house-elf come fetch them. They were covered in your vomit," he informed her. "At least I didn't keep you naked, you're wearing my old quidditch jersey."

"Oh," she said, attempting to turn away from him.

Draco held her tight, not letting her turn away from him. "Hermione, it's okay. It happens to the best of us," he assured her, continuing to kiss her neck, sucking on her pulse point.

She moaned, and he captured her mouth before she could protest. His tongue found hers, and they danced together finding a rhythm. Draco groaned in her mouth as she wrapped her leg around his waist.

Hermione broke the kiss as she pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Wiggling her hips against him, she could feel his hardness rising between her legs. She smiled down at him mischievously, knowing that she was the one making him feel this way.

Before she could capture his lips once more, her stomach gave a loud gurgle indicating that she was famished. Looking down at him, he shrugged his shoulders and gave her a small smile.

Pulling her off of him, he sat up rubbing his face to fully wake himself up.

"We can finish this later," he grinned, giving her swift kiss on the mouth.

"Later?" she asked. He responded with a nod and made his way to the bathroom.

"Well, I guess I should go," she said, getting out of bed and finding her clothes draped over a chair in the corner.

Turning towards where Draco stood, he moved closer to her and entwined his fingers with hers.

"Want to go to brunch with me?" he asked.

She grinned up at him and nodded her head. "I'd love to Draco. I just need to go home and freshen up," she responded.

"Sounds good. I need to shower as well," he smirked, noticing the blush that crept up her cheeks at the mention of him showering.

She felt his fingers under her chin, and she looked up at him. He bent down and lightly grazed her lips with his.

"I'll floo over to your flat within the hour," he murmured, lifting the wards so she could apparate out of the manor.

"See you then," she winked. With a last appreciative glance at Draco's figure, she grabbed her clothing and apparated back to her flat.

oOoOoO

Forty-five minutes later and Hermione was still struggling with her hair. It never wanted to cooperate, especially after a shower. She waved her wand once more, and the curls settled themselves, falling gracefully down her back.

Finally satisfied with her hair, Hermione realized she only had minutes left to figure out her outfit for brunch. Not usually one to put a lot of effort into her appearance, she wanted to do this for Draco.

Looking through her armoire, her eyes landed upon a sleeveless, sky blue dress. One of her favorites, she quickly put it on as she heard the floo roar announcing Draco's arrival.

"Hermione?" Draco called.

"Be right out!" she yelled back.

Slipping on her white Keds, with one last glance in the mirror she made her way to the living area where she found Draco lounging on the couch.

"Making yourself at home, I see," she teased him.

He smiled, not hiding that he was looking her up and down. She made her way over to him, and she gasped as he pulled her down on top of him. He kissed her hard and fast and with such passion that she wanted to skip brunch and devour him right then and there.

He broke the kiss, and winked at her.

"Later," he promised. "We have reservations for brunch."