23. Cat
Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes for what felt like the thousandth time. Hermione Granger was relentlessly calling for her ginger cat, Crookshanks.
"Look, Hermione, I doubt your cat is here if he hasn't been found yet. Why don't you try looking around the castle grounds?" Draco advised soothingly. Hermione glared at him, why had he called her by her first name?
"Fine!" she shouted, tears welling in her chocolate brown eyes. She began to storm across the Head Girl's bedroom towards Draco, who was leaning up the doorframe.
"Hey! You can't go out there now, it's dark outside!" Draco warned her.
"I'll be fine."
"At least let me come with you then?" Draco offered. Hermione looked at him intently before nodding. Draco smiled; at least he'd know she was safe. They headed outside towards Hagrid's hut. The late November wind set Hermione's teeth chattering,
"Cr-cr-Crookshanks!"
Draco shrugged off his outer robe and draped it over Hermione's shoulders and circled to face Hermione to tie it. Hermione was centimetres from Draco's face; his silver eyes danced in the moonlight. Hermione daren't breathe and disrupt Draco, but he had finished tying the robe moments ago, he just couldn't bear to stop looking into Hermione's chocolate brown eyes; he was lost in her eyes.
It would only take me to lean forward and I'd be kissing her, Draco thought, just do it, now's the time take it or leave it. Draco edged forward and gently met Hermione's soft, velvety lips. Draco didn't mean to frighten or offend Hermione, simply show her how much he cared. As he slowly backed away not once leaving eye contact he saw a rosy blush plastered along Hermione's cheeks.
"I'm-I'm sorry," Draco whispered looking at the dew-covered grass. Hermione reached for his hand and grasped it lovingly.
"Why?"
That one word question spread along several aspects. Why did you kiss me? Why now?
"I-I-I think I love you, Hermione Granger. The time just felt right to make my feelings shown." He explained.
"I think we should try looking for Crookshanks again tomorrow when it's brighter." Hermione whispered.
Draco nodded in response. The pair practically flew back to the Head Boy and Girl common room and as soon as Draco shut the door behind him, Hermione pounced. She lunged at him, crashing their lips together. Draco was a bit taken aback by the Gryffindor's sudden feistiness but he was soon throwing all his passion and lust into this single kiss; Draco licked Hermione's lower lip begging for entrance which was gladly gained, both of their tongues were soon dancing around each other in passion.
Hermione broke away at the sound of purring much to Draco's dismay; Hermione swivelled round to see Crookshanks laid on the common room sofa.
"Oh, Crookshanks "