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Here's the next chapter. I'm making this up as I go, so bear with me. Thanks for reading and if you have any suggestions or things you want to see, let me know.
I made my way out of Draco's room and through the Slytherin common room, stepping over sleeping bodies and empty bottles as I went. I took a quick cursory glance around the room, looking for Ginny's fire red hair and didn't find her. I figured she'd gone back to Gryffindor last night like I should have.
I quickly made my way out of Slytherin house and made my walk of shame back to Gryffindor. I did take the time to magically transform my small dress and heels from last night into a pair of jeans with a hoodie and trainers, I didn't need any evidence to have to try and hide when I got back to Gryffindor. I knew Harry and Ron would be looking for me and this way I could just say I'd been at the library or something. They didn't need to know that I'd spend the night…and the morning, with Draco Malfoy and they definitely didn't need to know that I'd enjoyed it.
When I reached the portrait hole to the common room, I quietly slipped in without making a scene. I was able to slip into the crowd of Gryffindor's who were wandering the room, but I didn't escape Harry and Ron's sight.
"Hermione! There you are!" Ron yelled from across the room and Harry and him made their way over to me.
It took all of my self-control not to roll my eyes at his overreaction. "Here I am," I shrug as they reach me as if I hadn't just been missing all night. The best way to get around all of this was to pretend like I had no idea what they were talking about.
"Where the bloody hell have you been?" Ron bursts, his face red.
I want to snap back that it's not of his bloody business, but that might make me look guiltily. "What are you on about Ronald?" I ask, playing dumb.
"What Ron means is where were you Mione?" Harry asks in a much calmer manner than Ron as his green eyes search my face.
"The library," I answer with a shrug. "What's the big deal?" I ask as I shift my weight.
"We couldn't find you last night," Ron bursts, but Harry holds out a hand to stop him.
"There's no big deal. You were just at the library?" he asks.
I try not to flinch as I answer, "Yes, I was at the library like most other mornings. I was there late last night as well." I answer with a shrug. I don't really care if they completely believe me or not, I just need them to drop it for now so I can get up to my dorm and process the last twelve hours.
"We looked in the library and you weren't there," Ron protests, his face getting even redder. I could tell he was confused and just barely holding on to his temper. Harry on the other hand was calm and collected as his eyes searched me. It wasn't Ron I was worried about; I was worried about Harry catching on.
"You must not have looked hard enough," I shrug for what feels like the hundredth time since I entered the common room. It was the best way to play nonchalant though.
"But…" Ron starts to protest, but Harry stops him.
"Drop it Ron, we must have just missed her. She's here now," Harry says, but something in his eyes makes me think he knows that something is off.
"Fine," Ron pouts as he gives in and folds his arms over his chest.
"Now, if we're done here. I need to go find Ginny," I say, hoping they may know if she came back of not. I know she'll want to see me as bad as the boys did if she knows I didn't come home last night. At least she knew where I was last night, unlike Harry and Ron.
"She's upstairs," Harry gestures towards the steps leading up to the girls' dormitories.
"Thanks," I smile and give both Harry and Ron one last look before heading towards the steps.
When I reach my dorm, I open the door and am immediately faced with Ginny. "You're just coming home?" she asks, looking me up and down.
"Yes," I answer, there is no point in trying to lie to her. I know she'll get the truth out of me some how. She's much more persistent than Ron and Harry are. She also knows how to get anything out of me. "When did you get back?" I ask, my attempt to derail the conversation for a few seconds.
"Late last night…or was it early this morning?" Ginny shrugs. "Blaise and I go a little caught up in the moment," Ginny smirks and I can tell immediately that her night was probably as eventful as mine had been. Good for Ginny.
"Are you two together?" I ask, truly curious. As of last night they had just been flirting, but a lot can change since last night. I had first hand experience in that field.
"Stop trying to change the conversation," Ginny scolds me with a smile. "And we haven't put any labels on it yet."
I nod in understanding and brace myself for the storm of questions I know is about to come. I know there is no point in trying to distract Ginny anymore, she knows what she wants and she's not going to stop until she gets it.
"So, you just got back a few minutes ago?" Ginny asks, popping her him out and placing a hand on it.
"Yes," I nod.
"Which means you spent the night at Slytherin?" she asks, her eyebrows raised.
"Yes," I answer, keeping to one word answers because they didn't give too much away.
"So who did you sleep with?" Ginny asks, more to herself than to me. I can see the wheels turning in her head as she runs all of the possibilities over in her head. "Nott?" she asks and gauges my reaction. "No, not Nott. What about Goyle?"
I just stand there and try to keep my expression passive. "No, not Goyle. Crabbe?" The appalled look on my face answers that one for her. "No and it couldn't have been Blaise, so who could it be?" Ginny murmurs to herself as she rubs her chin as she thinks.
I continue to try to remain neutral and give her no hints as to who I was really with.
"That leaves…Malfoy," Ginny says as her green eyes flick up to met my brown ones.
I try to keep from reacting, but I feel my features slip into a deer in the headlights look. I've been caught. "It is Malfoy, isn't it?" Ginny asks excitedly.
I don't answer, I know if I did I wouldn't be able to deny it. "You slept with Malfoy?" Ginny asks, her expression full of shock. So much for keeping what happened between us a secret. I'd only been away from Draco for fifteen minutes and already Ginny had picked up on what had happened. I was so screwed and I should regret it all, but I didn't.
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