A/N: This is my first ever Dramione oneshot. It may be a little OOC, but that's because they're letting go of they're... Masks, so to speak. Hope you like.

P.s: Sorry it's so short. *Wince* I don't have much experience writing fanfic, and... well... I don't really get much time on a computer.. Anyway. Enough of my excuses x)

Disclaimer: I don't own these amazing characters... *sniffsniff*

Love,

Me(;

"Hermione," I breathed, staring into her beautiful brown eyes, resting my forehead atop hers.

"Hermione, this is wrong." When her only reply was to stand up on her toes, closing the distance between our lips and give me a passion-filled, heart pounding, breath stealing kiss, I knew any resistance I harbored a second before was gone, and it wasn't coming back. When she finally broke the kiss and pulled back to look at me, panting slightly,there was a fire burning in her eyes the likes of which I'd never before seen in my entire life.I groaned, bringing my hands up to tangle in her gorgeously bushy hair.

"Hermione, my dad will kill me. And then you. I don't think we can do this anymore. What I'm forcing you to do is so wrong."

"Don't, Draco. Don't tell me this is wrong. You're not forcing me to do anything. I want this. I want you. I can see in your eyes that you want this just as much as I do. You want me just as much as I want you." She paused, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.

"You love me just as much as I love you."

The moment the words left her mouth, I knew she was right. I didn't care if my family thought it was wrong. I didn't care if it I was disowned and lost my inheritance. All that mattered to me at that moment was Hermione. Hermione and her lovely brown eyes that told me that she was as hungry for love as I was. Hungrier. Hermione, whose lips were so close, yet so far away.
I moaned again and used my hands in her hair to yank her closer so I could kiss her again. This time, I reveled in the feel of her soft lips against mine, warm and tender.

"I love you," I whispered against her lips.

"Are you sure you can love a mudblood?" Hermione replied wryly.
I sighed. "Yes, I'm positive. And I'm so, so sorry I called you all those things." I was too blinded blinded by your beauty to say anything, I added in my head. Hermione snorted and wrapped her arms around my neck, bringing her lips to mine once more. This time, I ran my tongue across her bottom lip and she opened her mouth eagerly. Our tongues wrestled for dominance and I groaned at the taste of her. She was sweet, like strawberries and cherries. When she moaned in return, I lost it.

"Hermione," I gasped out. "Hermione, I-" I need you. Allof you.

"I love you, too, Draco." The smirk on her face could rival even mine. I smiled at her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her flush against my chest. I sighed happily and laid my cheek against the top of her head.

"Oh don't deceive me, oh never leave me," I sang quietly.

Hermione tightened her hold around my neck. "Never."