Hermione was back at work on New Year’s Day and her mind was a mess. She had snuck out of Draco’s bed at dawn, fleeing back to the Shunrai Common Room and ignoring a knowing look from Misaki over her morning cup of tea. Hermione felt like a fool. She had given him exactly what he wanted. He had succeeded in his conquest and now she had gone and given her virginity to a man who she knew could never truly want her. 