She looked into his eyes questioningly, brows furrowing lightly causing a small dimple in her forehead. "I...I..."She murmured, her breath gently tickling his cheek. She hadn't realised how close they had become and backed away instinctively. He grabbed her wrist gently not allowing her to move any further. He repeated the question patiently, "Will you go to the yule ball with me?" His eyes searching hers looking for a hint as to what she was going to say next."Draco,im...im flattered, but you." But I what, Hermione? His patient running out quickly " I have given you everything I could have, and you still don't want me? Well what's the point I'll obviously never be good enough for you "He turned away angrily, but it was her turn to gently take his wrist and slowly linked her small delicate hand, into his. "Draco, of course il go to the ball with you, its just, how am supposed to compete with pansy, the slitherin princess? "He scooped her into his arms laughing as he did so, forgetting his earlier anger, "you daft silly beautiful and amazing girl. How could you ever think such a thing? You are my everything and I will always love you"And I will always love you, she whispered before his lips came crushing down on her own.