Hey a came up this story a while ago. but i decided to write it anyway this is only the first chaper. more will happen later (Ron included because we all know that he like Hermione) :) sorry if there is spelling mistakes or grammer mistakes (feel free to point them out) and please comment and favourite because it will make me very happy.

Hermione and Draco Fan-fiction – Was it Draco's last smile? Plot – set in their 6th year Hermione and Draco meet in the room of requirement both have problems and both needing a comforting shoulder. Will love blossom or will their hate for each other take over? And what about Ron?

Hermione Granger studied the bookshelf well, searching for her favourite muggle classics, but being in the room of requirement she found that the shelves were the largest she had ever seen and every book she saw was one she wanted to read or reread. Hermione loved the library she found in this amazing room it was the only place she was alone to think or read. Recently she had also found such beauties in this room that she just sat staring at them, photographs of: the Hogwarts houses, students, Quidditch teams, and school clubs dating back for hundreds of years. She had never told anyone of theses find not even Harry, Ron or Ginny whom see would usually tell. She felt guilty of course; especially after she found pictures of Harry's parents and god father but she couldn't bring herself to give the one place she found comfort away from others, her secret library.

Hermione loved looking at the oldest pictures mostly but she always found herself staring at her year's house photos cringing at how she looked in them, watching photo Harry and Ron laugh and joke. Hermione looked at her watch sighing, as she picked up all the photos to put them back in the boxes one of the photos fell out her hands, the frame smashed on the stone floor. "Oh shit" she thought as she got on her hands and feet to sweep up the frame and recue the fallen picture. It was last year Slytherin Quidditch team picture and Draco Malfoy's handsome face stared back at. "Wait" she thought, did she just think Malfoy was handsome, Draco Malfoy the sworn muggleborn hater. Hermione shook that scary thought from her mind, No way could she think Malfoy was handsome, he's a player and wears too much bat oil in his hair.

But there was something odd about the picture; about Malfoy, he seemed to be staring at something behind the camera, something that made him smile that the rest of the team weren't looking at. What was Malfoy looking at that day that made him look so happy? Hermione wondered. "Wait" she thought she and Ginny were there when that picture was taken. Ok she didn't really pay much attention to Malfoy or what he was looking at but she didn't remember seeing anything different or anything that would make him happy. "He has a nice smile" Hermione thought "pity he doesn't smile much anymore" Draco Malfoy hadn't been seen smiling in months, he had gotten much paler and had withdrawn himself from his peers. Malfoy hadn't bullied muggleborns for weeks, Hermione was worried about him.

Over the past week Hermione had watched Malfoy carefully she noticed how his grades had slipped lower and lower, how pale he had become, how little he ate and how rarely he spoke to people including his friends. Hermione had become aware that Harry was also watching Malfoy but for different reasons. Harry's theory that Malfoy had become the new addition to the deatheaters gang was completely ridicules to Hermione. All the time she watched him she never dare approached him to ask whether he's ok until the day they met in the room of requirement.

Hermione sat reading Pride and Prejudice on the comfy red sofa the room of requirement had made for her enjoying the peaceful atmosphere that she couldn't get in the common-room anymore due to Lavender giggling and making out with Ron every five seconds. Not that Hermione was jealous, she just found it extremely annoying that their lips were permitted locked and he no longer had any time for her any more, they use to be best of friends how they're barley talking. Nor does Harry who his too engrossed in his blasted potions book and what he thinks Malfoy is up to. Neither of the boys had even noticed that she had been disappearing every evening to the room of requirement. A silent tear rolled down her cheek and the door suddenly opened, Hermione wiped her eyes quickly as Draco Malfoy walked in to the library, not seeing Hermione, he picked up a book took out his bookmark and sat in a green armchair in the corner of the room "What are you doing here?"

Malfoy jumped up not he hadn't realised that Hermione was there "I could ask you the same question" he replied slightly annoyed

"For your information I've been reading here nearly every day for ages"

"Yeah so have I"

"Really... I've been coming here for months and I've never seen you"

Malfoy walks up to Hermione sofa scowling at her daring to challenge him "I found this place in my third year, Granger"

"You couldn't have" Hermione shouted "we used this place for D.A. last year"

"I did, I just didn't tell on you lot" Hermione scoffs "you doubt me Hermione; I hated that old bat as much as you lot. I would have joined your club but my father told me to stay on the ugly toad's good side, that and I don't think Potter and Weaslebum would like that much."

Malfoy sat down on the other side of the sofa. Hermione and Malfoy sat in silence for a few minutes neither one of them waiting to leave to give the other satisfaction. Hermione pretend to read and so did Malfoy, until Hermione couldn't contain her curiosity no longer "you called me Hermione"

"What?" Draco asks confused

"You called me Hermione earlier" Hermione echoed.

"No I didn't"

"Yes you did, you said 'you doubt me Hermione'"

"So what if I did" Malfoy rubbing his head with his hand "what's wrong with that, it's your name, is it not?"

"Draco, you never called me Hermione"

"You never call me Draco" he replied utterly perplexed.

"I called you Draco because you called me Hermione"

"Are we seriously arguing over what we call each other? Can't you just drop it?"

Hermione moved over to his side of the sofa until she was sat right next to him, she picked up her book and hit him over the head.

"Ow! Shit Hermione what was that for?" Draco said cowering away from her. She stares at him glaring.

"Don't tell me to drop it when you were the one who started it"

"I called you by your first name I don't understand what's so bad about that. And ow the book was really heavy" Draco said rubbing his head clearly watching Hermione as if he expect her to hit him again. Satisfied that his head wasn't bleeding and that his hair's fine Draco turns to Hermione and asks her how she found the room and requirement and she tell him about how they need somewhere for D.A and Dobby told Harry about it. Hermione asked ask Draco the same question which he responded telling her that he was looking for a quiet place to hid for a couple of hours away from Pansy Parkinson. Hermione snorted, Draco stared at her.

"Girls completely throw themselves at you" Hermione informs him

"Only the sluts that will put out for anyone"

"I couldn't do that" Hermione tells him Draco looks up her.

"What?"

"I couldn't throw myself at someone like that. All those girls get drunk at parties and sleep the first guy that pays them any attention. I couldn't do that"

"I didn't ask you to. Nobody asked you to" Draco stare at her it seemed like hours had past whilst they sat together in silence.

Then Draco moved in closer to Hermione and kissed her, he lips gentile against her own as he broke the kiss Hermione looked at him "I'm not like most girls" she whispered in his ear.

"I don't care" he said smiling for the first time that year, leaning in to kiss her again cupping her face in his hands.

Thanks for reading my rubbish story please tell me what you think (even if it is negitive) i'm not sure when i will write the next chaper hopefully soon if you like this one :)