Author's note : Hey friends! Here's a new chapter for you, like I promised :) I hope you like it, please read and review! Basically about the next morning. And yea, thanks to everyone who read and reviewed! I love you, I really do. I'm writing this chapter just because of you all. Thanks for keeping me going!
Listen to : A Beautiful Mess by Jason Mraz.
Disclaimer : All characters belong to J.K Rowling who I think is pretty awesome and one of the best authors in the world.
She recalled stumbling through the portrait hole in the middle of the night. There was no one in the common room. She had clambered up the stairs to her dormitory and had slipped beneath the covers without even changing.
Yes, when she was awoken by Ginny hammering on her door, that was all Hermione could remember from the previous night and a few bits about Viktor Krum and strangely Draco Malfoy too. Weird. Had he said something really insulting to her for her to remember him? Perhaps. She couldn't recall it at the moment.
'Where have you been? It's almost nine o'clock, Good we don't have classes today ...' Ginny broke off, taking one look at Hermione. Hair dishevelled, dressed in the now-crumpled periwinkle blue dress, holding her head in her hands, she looked a real mess.
'Mione?' she said, approaching her friend cautiously.
'Why does my head hurt so much?' she groaned. She tried to stand up but stumbled backwards almost immediately and landed on the bed.
'Well, looks like someone had a bit too much of butterbeer last night', said Ginny, winking at her best friend who in turn gave her a look that just said 'Shut up and help me out!'
'Ok. Ok. Let's get you dressed. I'm sure you feel awful', she offered helpfully.
She led the older girl to the bathroom where the latter promptly threw up (thankfully not on Ginny).
Thirty minutes and a long warm shower later, Hermione stood infront of the mirror looking into it.
Clothes: A woolen Gryffindor jumper and skinny grey jeans. Fine. Hair : frizzy as usual. And most importantly, eyes : slightly red but otherwise alright .
She was good to go.
'So, did you have fun last night, Ginny?', she asked. Ginny had certainly looked happy the previous night.
' Hell yeah! It was so much fun! The dancing, the food , the weird sisters...All brilliant! But what about you? You ought to have had an amazing night considering the fact that you had the best date in the castle!' Ginny grinned at her.
She blushed, but of course remembered very little. 'See, that's what Butterbeer does to people Hermione!', she mentally scolded herself and promised to behave herself the next time there was an event like this.
They stepped out of the dormitory, down the spiral staircase. There were some people in the common room but no sign of Harry or Ron. So they strolled towards the Great hall to have breakfast and join the boys. They were at the foot of the Gryffindor tower when Ginny suddenly spoke up.
'And by the way, what's going on between you and Malfoy?' she asked a hint of amusement in her voice.
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. Malfoy? So she was right. Something had happened last night. Something significant enough for others to notice.
'What d'you mean Malfoy?' she said nonchalantly to Ginny, trying to pretend that she didn't know what she was talking about.
'C'mon Mione. Like you don't know. I saw you when I was just about to leave. He was leading you to the dance floor! You seemed to be pretty drunk, you kept stumbling. You actually danced with him! And then he hugged you! What the hell is going on? This is Draco Malfoy we're talking about!..' she went on and on but Hermione had stopped listening.
She had danced with Draco Malfoy? He had hugged her? And she had allowed that? Impossible.
'You're lying' she snapped, 'There's no way that's true. Where was Viktor? Malfoy asked me to dance? And you actually think I would dance with him? Stop it right now. You are talking nonsense.'
They had entered the Great Hall. Ginny was looking extremely angry now. Harry and Ron were sitting together at their usual place. Ron gave her a weak smile which she did not return. She was too engrossed in her thoughts to think about anything else.
She sat down between Ginny and Harry and began to gulp down her breakfast just to distract herself. Bad idea which didn't work. Obviously, she thought, rolling her eyes.
Ron said nothing and nor did Harry. She couldn't care less.
'You're wrong you know', she whispered to Ginny whose expression quite plainly stated that she was really annoyed with Hermione.
'Really? If you really think so, just look behind towards the Slyhterin table and then say what you have to.' she retorted.
'Fine', said Hermione with a huff before swinging around to see a pair of silvery grey eyes staring at her from across the hall.
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