A Simple Misunderstanding

Part 1

I take another deep breath and look down to see i'm still wearing his quidditch jersey and all of a sudden it's suffocating. I pull the large shirt over my head, not caring in the slightest that i'm now bare above to waist in front of both him and Blaise. 

Blaise's eyes go wide and Draco spits out a curse. 

"Bloody hell Mia, what are you doing?! Put a shirt on!" He says, his jaw clenched tight as he glares at me. I make no hurry to cover up and I put my hands on my hips and glare right back. 

"Don't call me that." I seeth and his eyes go wide for a second before narrowing and glaring at me once more. 

"Put a fucking shirt on, Blaise doesn't need to see you tits." He grounds out, his own voice tight with anger now. 

"That's not really any of your business considering we haven't had the seeing other people talk." I spit back and we stand there glaring at each other for a few moments before Blaise clears his throat. 

"Uhh, maybe I should go.." He says awkwardly, eyes trying to look everywhere but at my chest. 

I snap out of my glaring contest with Draco and quickly pull on my own t-shirt, deciding to just leave my missing bra behind. "Don't bother, Blaise. I'm leaving." I grab my shoes and quickly slip them on, picking up my wand from the counter.  

"Granger, come on--" Draco starts to protest as I head towards his front door. 

"Fuck you, Malfoy." I hiss at him, watching the surprise flash over his face before I open the door and step out, slamming it behind me. Im breathing heavy as I walk to the elevator, pressing the button for the lobby. I'm half expecting to see Draco run after me but the elevator doors close and his never opened. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes but I hold them back, determined to get out of this building so I can apparate back to my flat before I cry. I rush through the lobby and down the street to the alley and nearest apparation point. 

I arrive back in my flat and immediately the tears start to fall. I quickly strip off my clothes and jump into the shower, turning the water scalding hot to try to wash off the feeling of his hands on me. I allow myself to cry in the shower but I refuse to wallow over that man. At least not today. Ange is one of my closest friends and I wont ruin her special night. I can wait until tomorrow to really wallow, I decide. I move through my day slowly after that, finishing my needed errands and getting ready for tonight. 

I'm staring at myself in the mirror, trying to figure out what to do with my hair when my floo activates. My heart skips and I hold my breath for a second, hoping it both is and isn't Draco. My thoughts are answered a moment later what Ginny burst into my room. 

"Oh good, you haven't started getting ready yet." She says, her eyes sweeping over me. 

"Yes I have." I protest. "I just need to finish my hair and then i'll be done." 

Ginny gave me a hard look that had me squirming. "Hermione Granger, we are going to the hottest nightclub in Wizarding London and you think i'm letting you wear that?" She asked, her brow lifted in a challenge. 

I huffed. "What is wrong with what i'm wearing?" I asked, looking down at my dark jeans and black tank top that I thought had a decently low neckline. 

"Oh don't even get me started." Ginny sighed. "Not to worry. I expected this and brought you an outfit." She said, her eyes mischevious. 

"No way, Gin. Last time you tried to dress me I looked like a cheap hooker." I said with a stern look. 

"You're not talking yourself out of this one, 'Mione. You are wearing what I brought, and you will look sexy as hell. Then we will go to this nigthclub that everyones talking about, get drunk, and flirt with lots of boys. It's about time you started dating again." Ginny said, her voice hard and unrelenting. I could tell that this wasn't a battle I would win easily, and honestly I was to emotionally exhausted today to put up a true fight.