Draco Malfoy sat in his room; he could hear Granger outside laughing with her friends. Potty and Weasley. After the war Draco was able to tolerate Potter; but not Weasley. Deciding that he wasn't going to lock himself in his room just because they were out there; he sauntered out of his room and into the kitchen which the Head Boy and Girl would share. He made himself a hot chocolate and went and sat on the sofa only two feet away from the Golden Trio.
Hermione was sat on the floor with Harry and Ron; helping them with their potions homework and that was when Draco walked out of his chambers; made himself a hot chocolate and sat down on the sofa and began to read a book. He was handsome, and even that was an understatement. He looked divine; and Hermione blushed which unfortunately Harry picked up on.
'Are you okay Hermione; your cheeks have gone all red?' Harry asked. 'Ummm yeah, I'm fine Harry; it's just a little hot in here that's all; in fact I'm going to open a window' Hermione jumped up and ran to the window, but before her hand touched the latch she looked over to Draco 'Um Draco is it okay if I open the window?' Draco looked up quickly at the sound of his name, smirked and nodded his head. 'Mione since when do you have to ask ferret if you want to open a bloody window?' Ron blurted out. Draco looked up, anger showing up clearly on his angelic features. Hermione stepped in before anything could be said ' Ronald! This is Draco's apartment too, and it is common courtesy to ask. Just because you have no manners Ronald, it does not mean that we should all go around and like the cave man that you are!'
Draco could do nothing but smirk, firstly she had stuck up for him in front of the blood traitor, and secondly she had called him Draco. She never did that; she always called him Malfoy. 'Fine if you want to be all chummy with the ferret you can; I'm leaving' in a huff, Ron picked up his books and walked to the door, but before leaving Ron turned to Harry 'Come on Harry, we don't need her' Ron said glaring at Hermione. ' Fine Ronald, don't come begging if you need my help with your homework, and you're at perfect liberty to leave as well Harry' Hermione screamed. 'Um Mione, I don't mind staying and I'm okay with Malfoy – I mean Draco. I'm a mature adult and do not have a problem with him or you asking him if you can open a window.' replied Harry; much to the shock of everyone in the room; Ron stormed out shouting 'Well fuck you all'. This time Draco spoke ' Hermione, I'm sorry if I ruined your evening with your friends. And thank you Po- Harry, for what you said, I'm glad that we can act like adults and get over the past. I don't like what I did and because of that I'm sorry.' Draco extended his hand out to Harry, which to Hermione's surprise Harry shook with vigor. 'even though I would like to stay I should get back to the common room, Ron is my best friend and I should go and try to make him understand' and with that it was just Draco and Hermione left in the common room.
Hermione sat on the floor and carried on with her homework. Draco slid off the sofa and sat next to her. She felt the warmth radiate off his body, he was really close to her, and she hated to admit it, but she liked it, she really liked it. Draco knew what kind of an effect he had on her, and it made him smirk. He knew that she liked the contact; this would be fun for him. 'Thank you for what you said to the Weasel'
'No problem Draco, he shouldn't have been rude to you, but I think he forgets sometimes that the war is finished and that you are no longer a death eater' Oh no, she instantly knew she had hit a soft spot ' I'm sorry Draco; I should not have brought that up, I had no right to -' 'shh it's not your fault, and well my past is a part of me which I will never be able to leave behind, not matter how much I try-' Draco was cut off from his speech by Hermione's lips which gently attached themselves to his. For a moment Draco was shocked and trying to take it in, but once realization had washed over him; he kissed her back vigorously, his right hand in her hair and his left placed on the small of her back. Draco was in pure bliss; and he could feel his heart pumping; fast. And it wasn't until Hermione ran one of her hands through his hair and placed the other on his chest directly above his heart; that Draco broke apart from the kiss.