winter in hogsmeade - hermione granger fanfic

ch. 3 - making amends

After Hermione left, I no longer had any interest in enjoying the party. Everyone was wasted but I was just trying to distract myself from all the thoughts racing through my head.

Harry and Ron had left a while ago and dragged Ginny with them to go back to the Gryffindor common room. They went to check on Hermione.

Unfortunately, I was stuck staying in Slytherin with Draco. I hadn't said anything since earlier in the night when I threw the beer at him, I would just give him dirty looks every time he looked my direction.

"I'm gonna to go back to the dorm, I'm about ready to pass out." In reality I wasn't even tired, I just needed an excuse to leave and be alone.

Everyone groaned at me and said i was lame but I didn't care what they thought right now. I walked myself upstairs stumbling the whole way.

I leap on my bed and embrace the soft duvet covering my twin bed. I missed my bed at Hogwarts, it smelled like fresh linen and mint. I let my body relax, and I remove my dress before crawling under the covers.

I stare up at the ceiling, and reflect on the events of the night. I think about everything that happened, but the constant in my mind was the kiss exchanged between me and Hermione earlier that evening. I'm just mad at Draco.

A large crash comes from outside in the hallway, and I turn to see Addi carrying Pansy through the door on her shoulder. I readjust so that i'm resting on my elbows as I watch Addi struggling.

"Do you need help?"

"No, I'm just gonna put her in her bed and then take a shower. I feel like i'm covered in sweat." Rather than drunk, Addi just looked tired, and I could take a guess as to why. Babysitting Pansy.

"I'll see you in the morning then." I wave as she walks out of the door shortly after. I closed my eyes and before long, I had drifted off to sleep.

I sprung up from bed, feeling like a deer in headlights. Pansy turns around at her desk and looks at me, concern plastered on her face. Figures I wake up with a raging headache and Pansy feels perfectly fine after our drinking me.

"Nat, are you good?" Pansy says as she turns her attention back to finishing her makeup.

"My head fucking hurts, and I need water."

she gestures to a glass of water that was sitting on my bedside table. I nod with gratitude at her before chugging the water in seconds. I sit on the edge of my bed, realizing I still have no top on. I quickly grab a nearby t-shirt and slip it on.

I make my way to the bathroom to wash yesterdays makeup off. I look at myself in the mirror and aggressively rub my face until there's leftover mascara all around my eyes. After I finish in the bathroom, I enter our dorm once again to put on my robes before breakfast.

After we all finish getting dressed, we head down to the great hall. We pushed open the large wooden doors, and the energy seemed to be very low. Almost as if everyone else in the great hall was just as hungover as I was.

We make our way over to Blaise and Draco at the Slytherin table. Blaise looks flat out exhausted and Draco just looks... like Draco usually does.

I had almost forgot the events of last night until I saw his angry glare aimed directly at me from across the table. Except his judgmental looks didn't bother me, which actually reminded me.