Disclaimer: I would be JKR if I had a lot of money. But I don't. This just proves that I'm not her.
A/N: Happy Valentine's Day to all those who are celebrating!
A loud rumble was heard from behind Hermione. Furious, she turned back. They had just finished rearranging the book in the library for detention and it hadn't been the first time that prat toppled the bookshelf.
"Malfoy! How many times are you going to overthrow the bloody bookshelf?"
"It's not like I meant to. Do you think I like spending time doing this?"
"We've been doing this for hours, Malfoy. All thanks to you, I might add. You make me so mad I want to kill you slowly. Kill you the muggle way. So which is it? Poison or gun?"
He snorted in disbelief, "You couldn't kill me if there was sign in front of me dancing, asking you to. There's too much Gryffindor in you. But the same thing can't be said for me, of course. Sometimes you make me so mad that I could Avada you."
"You make me so mad that I could set a hippogriff on you." She grinned in triumph.
"You make me so mad that I want to set a whole group of Dementors on you." He glared hard in her direction.
"Sometimes, you know," Her eyes skimming over him lustfully, "you make me so mad that I want snog you hard."
"Well you make me so mad th- W-what?"
She smirked at him, "I said, sometimes you make me so mad that I want to snog you hard."
"Could you repeat that again?" He asked, blinking in incredulity.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance and yank on his tie hard and meeting his lips in the middle. He, of course, didn't mind much and kissed her back.
When they parted, Hermione smirked uncharacteristically, "Not bad for a first kiss, Malfoy."
Draco found that he quite liked this version of Hermione.
"Let's try the second."
And then he pulled her flush against him and snogged her long and hard.