Hermione knows how, well, pathetically thirsty she is, but she can’t stop herself. She'll do anything to end up in bed with Draco Malfoy. And once she has him, it's just a simple matter of admitting to the world that the Golden Girl is fucking a former Death Eater.
With her life that's filled with Voldemort reincarnated as a secretary, her two whirlwind psychopath best friends, house-elves betting on her relationship, assassination attempts on her life, and her partner hating the absolute fuck out of her cat, admitting it is a little easier said than done, as it turns out.