He was different.
But of course it has been a long time since school. She supposed that she was different too. Quieter, not so confident and often by herself Hermione liked this steady and slow life. Living alone had its downfalls, but the TV or radio was good for filling in the silence and the occasional friend would drop by once in a while.
Seeing him at her workplace was bit of shock, she didn't figure him for one to find work in the wizarding world's library archives.
He said it was a job, wizards had always loved their prejudices and Draco was on the wrong side these days.
He didn't talk much, just did the work asked and then asked for some more to do. Sometimes they sat together for lunch, he would always buy the pitiful canteen food until she took to bringing extra with her.
Occasionally they went out together, first just to waste the time they seemed to have too much of, but then to a play and after that dinner.
Only as friends of course.
Tonight was different, just like them she thought.
Was he worried about something?
He seemed oddly restless, shifting about and turning slightly to look at her every now and again.
He was looking at her ear.
Did she have something there?
No, not her ear, now it was the corner of her mouth and she quickly licked her lips then sucked the lower one, unsure of what he wanted.
He's inching closer…maybe he wants to kiss me?
Though his posture seemed relaxed, his arm lifted and dropped back to his side indecisively and he was flexing his fingers.
Um, what should I do? Run? Stay perfectly still? Ick he's moving closer! His head is definitely nearer mine now.
Malfoy lent in next to her right cheek and lightly brushed his lips in a kiss near her ear, trailing down her jaw and back up. He lifted both hands and gently grasped her arms, trapping her against the wall before swapping to the other side and giving that cheek the same treatment.
It's like butterflies.
Was the only thought she could think of while little tingles were radiating through her skin and down her spine, as he was getting closer to her mouth. She sucked in a breathe of air, she didn't know she needed when he lifted his lips away from her and willed her tense muscles to move closer to him. He gave her a small smile and lent in to softly press his lips to hers.
Oh my…
The tingles were more insistent now, her small hands clutching his shirt as his fingers spread into her hair, while his thumbs made small soothing circles on her neck.
I think this is going to make things different.