Draco woke up with a startling headache, like a buzz in his head (if that was even possible). He groaned and felt like he could throw up at any time. What in bloody hell happened? His memory felt wiped out completely.

A groan escaped from his lips as Draco hit his head with his heads repeatedly and slowly, trying to remember. His dazed mood did not budge though, and the boy still felt clueless. Seconds passed ever so slowly with a burning sensation in his throat, a migraine feeling in his head, and so on. This has to be the worst I've ever felt.

"Mother" he called out feebly, wanting her to come to his room and cure the sickness right away. He waited for her to come until realization truly did hit him.

Memory was freeing itself at last! He could suddenly remember what had happened and why he was here. I'm drunk, and this is the so-called Lover's Room that the owner of the Hog's Head rents out. Supposedly anyone can use it for their own sex purposes..

The description certainly fit the name. It was a small room with a large bed. Walls were covered in hearts. Draco sniffed pompously. What bad taste. But as he sniffed, the scent of something horrible-smelling and Firewhiskys were inevitable. Again that feeling to vomit almost overcame Draco as he stared down at the floor. It was wood, but you could hardly see it with the tons of Firewhiskys, Butterbeer, and odd shaped cans that said "Beer" on them.

The stupid muggle beverage? What on earth compelled me to drink that? But of course. Possibly the person he slept with, if he did sleep with anyone. But it was pretty obvious. He was in a freaking sex room!

Now, the real question was who he had slept with. Who had taken away his virginity (and yes, he WAS a virgin!). He could not remember, and that drunkness made it even worse. His eyes strayed across the room, searching in and taking in every object.

Perhaps there was a clue to find out who he had screwed. Suddenly, as he looked to the other side of the room, his eyes grew wide in horror and surprise.

The Corkscrew Necklace.

No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. Noooooooo!!!


This had to be a bloody nightmare! Luna Lovegood could NOT have been his first. Was she even a pureblood? Did she even know what to do, that loony girl? Where did she go anyways? He had to know what spell she put him under that had made him both drink and sleep with her. After all he could never have done it voluntarily and happily.. Am I being possessed?

He had to get away from there now and find out. This mystery of Loony Luna. And possessment. What if she told anyone? After all, who didn't want to do it with him? With his dashing good looks and sexyness? And if she told anyone.. she would have bragged!

MY reputation shall be ruined! The Malfoys will be a laughingstock! Voldemort will kill me! And my family! And anyone who knows me! Oh my Dark Lord! That would be the end of the world as humans know it. I mean, who doesnt know Draco Malfoy?

Sorry it was small! But.. hey I updated! And I'll do it again.. when I get more muse. Kudos to the ones who commented on my first and early Kudos to the ones who WILL post for this one (..Please?).

Cookie666= You guessed correctly! 8D. Lol, the bra would be pretty hard to forget..

dshortklutz= Um.. Never thought about it actually so thanks for enlightening me on the subject! I'd have to say that perhaps they were celebrating as well and perhaps others had their own little... moments xD.

Also thanks to my friend for the funny ending LOL xD

"hey! its her funny friend!! i cut her mid-writing lmao! back to junie..."

..Yeah. Thanks for interrupting Westchester-Gal.

"no prob"

ANYWAYS. Thanks! I was about to say more but I don't know what else to say.