I was laid on my bed softly before I heard my drawers being pulled in and out.

"Merlin, you're a mess." I heard him gripe as my drawers slammed shut, the loud noise echoing in my head. "Can you shower yourself?" He asked me. I kept my eyes shut and didn't respond to him, ready to sleep at any second.

"Whatever, I'll just do it for you." He picked me up into his arms again and walked across the room. I laid my head against him again, enjoying his touch. He gently sat me on a floor and I could hear the water in the shower start running, meaning we must have made it to the bathroom

"This top is expensive isn't it?" He asked me before reaching behind my back to undo the corset I had on. I nodded my head softly in response, keeping my eyes shut.

He let out an annoyed groan, that not being the answer he wanted. "Do you have a bra under it?" I shook my head at the stupid question.

"It is a bra, you moron." I mumbled softly. I heard him chuckle lightly.

"Well, I don't really want to see you naked, so we're at a stand still here. I don't know what to do." He sighed.

"Just take my top off, I don't care. You've seen my boobs before, I won't tell anyone." I muttered as I leaned my head back against the wall behind me. Draco didn't move or say anything for a moment.

He gently lifted me off of the wall, resting me against his chest for a second so I didn't fall forward. He slowly started undoing the laces with his arms around my back, trying his best to figure out how it was tied. When he had loosened it enough, I lifted my arms above my head and let him slip it off of me.

He put his hands under my armpits and lifted me to my feet gently, he unzipped my skirt and pulled it off of me, leaving me in my underwear. He never took them off, trying let me keep some of my dignity. I leaned forward, letting my body fall against his.

He led me to the shower, and sat me on the floor under the water. He started scrubbing my upper chest and face. "Who wears glitter like this?" He complained, trying his best to remove my body glitter.

"Isn't it hot?" I smirked, trying to get a rise out of him. He chuckled slightly at my words, never answering the question.

He started washing my hair next. I figured he was almost done by now. I was starting to get tired.

"That feels so good." I grumbled as his hands massaged my scalp. I don't think I had opened my eyes the entire time I was in the dorm room. I wondered if it was even physically possible to do.

Draco let out a single laugh, "Just don't be telling people I did this to you. If they ask, you did it yourself." I nodded my head in agreement. It was silent for a moment while Draco finished cleaning me off.

"I've missed you." I admitted. What the fuck am I saying..?

"You're drunk." He told me, not saying anything else.

You're right.

"I've thought about you all night, since I saw you on the dance floor." I admitted again. I'm never drinking again after this. I am setting myself up for failure.

"That why you were blowing me kisses?" He chuckled, his hands gently wiping face wash across my messy face. I nodded my head 'yes'.

"You looked hot" I mumbled.

"No, you looked hot. I just looked naturally attractive like I always do." He sighed as he leaned over and turned the water off. Goosebumps instantly covered my body at the loss of heat. He opened the linen closet and grabbed a clean towel.

"Come on, Jules. Stand up." He told me. I put one of my hands up, allowing for him to grab it and help me stand.

He wrapped the towel around me gently before helping me step out of the shower. He dried me off quickly before handing me some clothes.

"Get dressed." He told me as he still gently held me up straight.

I slowly opened my eyes, looking at him for the first time since he pulled Anthony off of me at the party. A smile started tugging at my lips at the sight of his silver eyes and platinum hair.

"Hi." I breathed gently, my face definitely turning red as I felt butterflies in my stomach. I was swooning. Why does he still affect me like this?

He chuckled lightly at me. He could definitely tell in my demeanor how much I was crushing over him right now. My no tooth smile grew bigger at the sound of his small laugh. I missed him.

"Hello, my love." He said quietly, a smile small still on his lips. "Finally opening our eyes, I see?" He laughed.

I nodded my head, my smile never breaking. "I missed you." I said, almost in a whisper it came out so softly. My cheeks were burning. I couldn't control the feeling I had in my stomach.

"I've missed you, too." He gave me a small smile, his fingers brushing against my cheek. I leaned my head into his hand, my eyes still staring into his. I missed his touch.

"Get dressed so I can fix your face." He told me, looking down at the clothes in my hand. I followed his gaze and saw the pajamas he had picked out for me. I nodded my head lightly before releasing the towel from my body.

"Oh my- the whole point was that I was going to finally give you some bloody privacy!" He laughed loudly, looking back up at my eyes to avoid looking at my half naked body in front of him. He had his lips puckered, trying to keep a smirk off of his face.

I held eye contact with him as I slipped my now wet underwear off, and put on the new ones he had gotten me. I pulled on my pajama shorts and put on the T-shirt he had with it. His eyes never left mine as he tried not to laugh at what I was doing.

I put my arms up, and wrapped them around his neck when I was finished. I pulled myself into his body and placed my head against his chest as I hugged him. He gently reached down and put his hands on the back of my thighs, picking me up off of the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and let him carry me back out to the room.

"Lay with me." I mumbled against his neck.

"I can't." He responded, his voice almost sounded sad.

He sat me down on my bed before taking a seat next to me and pulling his wand out. I slowly climbed into his lap, pushing his wand down so it sat at his side. He kept a serious face as he stared into my eyes, not breaking eye contact with me.

I straddled him and wrapped my arms around his neck again. I nuzzled my face between his shoulder and neck and relaxed completely, actually hugging him for the first time in months.

"Draco, I missed you." I whispered, my warm breath hitting his neck. He smelled heavenly, getting to be this close to him again.

He wrapped his arms around my back, tightly pulling me into him further. We were in a suffocating hug, both of us trying to take in as much of the other as possible. Draco never said anything at first, but I could hear and feel his heart rate increasing in his body.

"I missed you, love." He mumbled into my hair next to my ear. My heart skipped a beat at the name he called me. I couldn't stop my heart from beating out of my chest. No one else was ever going make me feel like this.

"I don't know what else to say. That's all I can think of. Is all the things I've missed about you." I mumbled against his skin. He just nodded his head in response. He slowly started rocking us back and forth.

"I think I still like you deep down." I whispered without even thinking, worried about what his response would be. I'm never drinking again. I can't even control myself. "If I was sober I'd never say that." I chuckled quietly.

"I still like you deep down, too." He whispered. My heart started beating even faster. "But I'm with Pansy." He said quietly.

"And you can be with her tomorrow when I'm sober and I'll realize I can't be with you again, but for now I want you to be with me." I said in a sad voice, my face nuzzling into his neck more. I missed the feeling of him.

He hesitated for a moment before he finally responded. "Okay." He whispered, his breathing shaky. I could hear his heart rate increasing.

"Are you nervous?" I asked him quietly. I could feel him nod his head 'yes' slowly against mine. I let out a deep breath before asking him another question.

"Do you want to do this?" I asked him. I wasn't even sure what this was. Cuddling? Hugging? Something intimate that we probably shouldn't be doing?

He nodded his head 'yes' softly in response. He took in another shaky breath.

"Am I what's making you nervous?" I asked him, slight hurt in my voice. I hoped not.

I know it's been a while since we had done anything relatively close to this, but I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He shook his head 'no', his grip on me only tightening, making mine do the same.

"You can talk to me. You know that." I said softly, his body shivering from my breath hitting his neck. "Why are you so nervous?" I asked him.

"Because I know this is wrong." He said flatly, his voice coming out barely above a whisper. "And I don't want to stop it. But my gut is hurting knowing I shouldn't be doing this." He admitted to me.

I just nodded my head in response. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to say. It didn't feel wrong to me. However, I am extremely drunk and don't have a significant other I have to worry about.

I slowly started placing small kisses on his skin to relax him. It was a natural instinct. My body was taking control over my mind, giving in to the things I wanted to do. Trying make him feel better.

"Jules," he whispered, "I can't." He said softly, moving his neck so my lips were off of it. I instantly felt a wave of embarrassment wash through me, realizing that he had just rejected me and I probably looked desperate.

Merlin, I just threw away any ounce of healing myself after him that I had done. All of it was washed down a drain.

I felt tears welling up in my eyes, realizing that he didn't want me to touch him like that anymore. I slowly started making my way off of him, laying back down on my bed. The tears started falling on their own, my stomach hurting from being humbled by him so quickly.

"No, don't cry." He whispered, moving around the bed so he laid down beside me, our faces looking at each other. "Please don't cry." He told me, wiping my tears that were free falling across my face.

I felt everything release under his touch, bursting into tears in an instant. I looked down, avoiding eye contact with him.

"I want you, too. Don't think I don't." He whispered, his hand cupping my face.

"You're just saying that because you feel bad." My voice broke. He pulled me into him, trying to make me feel better.

"In another world, where I thought it was okay, and I could do that kind of thing without my conscience eating me alive, I'd do it in a heartbeat." He admitted quietly. I just sobbed into his shoulder, not sure if I believed him or not.

Why do I always have to feel so emotional when I drink?

He kissed the top of my head lightly, not sure how else to make me feel better. "I'm really sorry, love." He mumbled, his mouth still resting against my damp hair.

My tears started to slow down as I accepted defeat. Draco rolled over slightly so he was on his back and pulled me into his side. I laid my head on top of his chest and curled up into him.

"What even happened tonight?" I asked quietly. "How did I end up here with you?" I was honestly confused.

"You need me to start from the beginning?" He asked me, his gaze staring up at my ceiling. I nodded my head, not even sure what the beginning was.

"I was dancing with Pansy, nothing out of the ordinary. You were intoxicating to look at. The outfit you had on. The hair. The makeup. I seriously couldn't take my eyes off of you. And my ring hanging from your neck. You blowing kisses at me. The sight of the entire thing was causing me to lose focus on everything around us. I couldn't help myself." He said quickly, his words running out of his mouth effortlessly. He paused before he continued.

"By the time I talked myself into just taking one more glance at you, you already had a giant hickey on your neck. I ignored it. You aren't my problem anymore, I had no say in anything you did with any guy. He was putting his lips all over the exposed skin of your chest, and I started to feel it. Jealousy." He said, glancing down at my face.

"I told Pansy she needed to go get me more drinks. I had to get rid of her first. I just wanted to scope things out. Told her to leave me on the dance floor, that I would talk to Zabini while she was gone." He paused for a moment.

"On my way over was when I noticed you trying to get out of his hold. Him not stopping at your request was starting to make my blood boil, but I couldn't just step in. No one else had said anything, I definitely couldn't be the one to do it. Not right now, at least." He let out a deep sigh.

"I had gotten about two words out to Blaise before I saw him put my ring in his mouth, and I could hear you screaming at him the best you could, but you were so drunk. And I knew you couldn't do anything to protect yourself. The ring was what had finally set me off. That's our thing, you know? How dare he do that to it?" I could hear his heart rate increasing.

"I lost my temper. It was like I couldn't see anymore. Everything had changed. All I could see was him, and the edges were dark. My body reacted on its own and I punched him. Blaise tried breaking it up, but I couldn't stop screaming at him. You didn't deserve that. No one does. For him to take advantage of you like that, I couldn't believe it." He huffed out, shaking his head slightly.

"Then, your dumbass came walking over into the commotion." He chuckled softly. "Next thing I knew, you were out cold on the floor. It all happened so fast. I would've moved over a few inches and taken the punch for you any day. I couldn't believe what I had seen." He told me.

"Blaise let go of me to get you on the floor. That's when I snapped. I couldn't control myself. Or my anger. I knew I had to protect you. Like it's still wired in me from last year. So, I beat him up. I'm not sure how he's holding up. I stopped before I did too much damage. But it was ugly."

"Then, Pansy comes back and sees what I did. And the whole situation turned into a big mess. I told her that he was seriously going to rape you if no one did anything, and that no one else was sober enough to notice. I think she pitied you a tiny bit considering she let it go. Blaise asked me if I could do my healing charm on you, which started to make Pansy angry. He had to tell her it had nothing to do with me, that he just needed this favor, and that he would get on his hands and knees and beg." Draco chuckled. He slowly started rubbing my hair with his hand, making my throbbing head feel a million times better.

"And here we are." He sighed. I didn't say anything, trying my best to take in all of the information he just gave me. I looked up at Draco, my eyes forcing themselves open.

I heard the door swing open suddenly.

"Is she okay?" I heard Aria ask, but her footsteps stopped. Probably shocked at the sight of Draco and I.

My eyes widened suddenly, but never left Draco's face. He looked over at Aria with an intimidating look, shaking his head at her with a serious face. No one said anything, but I heard the door shut again.

Draco let out a deep sigh before he looked back down at me. He had a blank expression on his face as his eyes looked into mine. "She won't say anything." He reassured me, knowing I was worried about what she'd think.

"You look awful." He chuckled. "I can't believe he hit you of all people." He whispered, shaking his head. His hand moved up to my cheek, cupping it softly.

"How's the damage?" I whispered, my eyes closing softly. I could hear his breathing change rhythm and his heart rate slowly increasing.

"Well," he gulped suddenly, he didn't answer for a moment, probably thinking about how he wanted to word it.

"You have a black eye here." He said quietly, as I felt his lips press against my right eyelid. My breathing caught in my throat at the feeling. My stomach started turning in circles.

"And here." He said as he kissed my left eyelid. "And your a little busted up here." He whispered as he placed a small kiss on the bridge of my nose. He paused for a moment, making me think that was all.

My breathing was at a rapid pace. He made me feel so nervous. I was melting under his touch. I felt like my heart would burst at any minute.

"And a cut right here." He whispered, it was barely audible. His lips pressed softly against mine. The most gently kiss he has ever given me.

My lips moved softly against his, moving just as delicately as his were. He pressed his lips into mine a little further, keeping the kiss gentle. I couldn't overcome the feelings rushing through me. My stomach was doing backflips, almost making me sick from the excitement it felt.

He pulled away softly, his breathing still shaky from the nerves he probably felt. I knew that was hard for him to do. To battle between what he wanted and what was wrong. I kept my eyes closed, and my forehead pressed against his.

"It's always going to be you." I whispered. "No one else will ever make me feel like this." I admitted to him. I was trying my hardest to catch my breath.

"I know, pretty girl." He mumbled, pressing his lips against mine softly again. Our lips moved in sync for a few seconds before he pulled away. "No one else will ever replace you either." He breathed.

We laid like that for a few minutes. Neither of us wanted to say anything to ruin the moment. Draco finally broke the silence.

"I need to fix you and leave soon." He mumbled lightly. I felt my heart drop into my stomach at the thought of him leaving me again. I just nodded my head, knowing he was right.

He reached down and grabbed his wand from the bottom of the bed, gently placing it against my sensitive skin.

"I'm sorry, love." He said before he started the charm, causing me to cry in pain. This was the worst the spell had ever felt. I must have been beaten up pretty good for the pain to feel like this.

It took a couple of minutes, but Draco eventually came to a stop. He twisted my face in his hands gently, making sure I looked okay.

"Tilt your head up a little." He told me softly. I listened to his request and felt him place his wand on my neck. He started mumbling the charm again, but this time it didn't feel nearly as bad. He came to a stop, and put his wand down.

"What happened to my neck?" I asked curiously. I didn't remember anything happening to me that would have hurt me that low.

"Hickeys." Draco scoffed. "Now you don't have to walk around with any traces of Prince lingering on you."

I cringed lightly at the idea. When I get my hands on him, I swear.

"I have to go." Draco said softly, sitting up on the side of the bed. "You need to sober up anyway, you're still pretty drunk." He told me. "I don't feel too good either, the fire whiskey is starting to give me a headache." He chuckled lightly.

"I'll miss you, Draco." I told him quietly, looking up at his face as I laid on my bed. He gently rubbed my face, a weak smile on his.

"I'll miss you, too." He sighed. Before he could stand up, I slowly sat up straight so we were face to face. He looked at me in confusion, but soon realized what I was doing.

I leaned forward and gave him a sweet kiss. I'll gladly take another while I'm still intoxicated and have an excuse. He kissed me back softly, his hand reaching up to hold the side of my face. I pulled back, placing a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Bye, Draco." I smiled weakly as I laid back down on my bed. He stood up from my bed with his wand in his hand and made his way to the door to leave.

"Goodnight, pretty girl." He called out as the door shut behind him.