"We can't keep meeting like this Draco." Hermione whispered frantically into his fervent kisses.
She couldn't think like this. Whenever they were together, she forgot all reason, all sanity. All that mattered was Draco.
He pulled away and gently kissed her forehead.
"Don't you know, my love?" he started "That nothing matters when we're together. We're meant to be together. It's fate."
"But what if someone catches us? It could be the end of both our careers" she said into his lips.
"I don't care. I'd risk everything to be with you. You're my one and only. Always." he whispered.