Here it is. My first chapter revised. Now that I actually like what I'm doing here, I'll be uploading a lot more regularly. Sorry the first one was so awful.
-Lulu

Alright, alright. I'll tell you a story. Just, please. Stop looking at me like that.

But before I start the story, there's a few things that we're going to have to get out of the way.

First, it's true. I am an umbrella. So, you won't be getting the entire story. I don't know what was going through their minds as they went through this, and I don't know why they did this. Maybe it was all the teenaged hormones?

Also, there was a week in sixth year. Well, perhaps it would be better to just add this as a part of the story?

We'll consider it a prelude.

Once upon a time, in a land that isn't so far away after all…. Ha, ha, I'm just kidding. Now, On with the story.

It happened very slowly. At first, it was just a way to get her to grimace. To make her cringe. Over time, his subtle flirting with her became something he did without even thinking. She started to look forward to this flirtatious mood, and it shocked them both when she started to flirt back. After a full year of eyebrow raising and shoulder shrugging with a flirtatious glint in their eyes, slowly, a muttered banter started. Things just escalated from there. It started out with long side glances, a gentle brush of her fingers across his, the occasional tongue licking the air in an overly flirtatious moods of Draco Malfoy, and the occurring more often nipping of a bottom lip in a purposefully teasing way from Hermione Granger. I can't point out a specific moment when it stopped being only flirtatious and started become something…more. They didn't notice it at first, but their hidden touches lingered longer and happened more often. She found that his smell muddled her mind, creating a very thick, very distracting fog to overcome her mind and part her lips. He found that when she parted her lips he became extremely distracted. Like anyone in their situation, they ran from these confusing feelings, stopping all contact and banter, forcing themselves not to look at each other. This lasted for a total of six days, twenty three hours, fifty nine minutes, and ninety nine seconds. Poor chaps. If they'd waited just one second, they would've made it a whole week.

After a few more months of a confused flirting and trying to figure out their feelings, Draco made the first move. He found her alone in the hallways late one night, five minutes away from curfew. He stopped her by blocking her path, inching closer, which inched her back. Somehow, he managed to curve her inching and eventually she was against the wall. He still inched closer, watching her eyes warily, uncertainty in his own. His hands found the wall just above her shoulders, and he slowly leaned in. Softly, so soft she almost didn't feel it, he ran his lips against her jaw, both loving the way it felt.

Then he was gone, and her heart was sputtering in overtime. That was the one and only time Hermione Granger was late for curfew.

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They spent the remainder of their sixth year hiding in the shadows, spending time with each other in the shadows. They never spoke about what if somebody found out, what Hermione's friends would think, what Draco's father would do, how they both felt embarrassed of each other, and they never said 'I love you'. Perhaps that it why, at the war of sixth year, they never spoke to each other again. They never looked the other in the eye, and, eventually, they moved on.

No, this is not the ending. This is just the beginning. Because they were in love, but it wasn't just love. It was an acceptance. They knew the other's faults, were fully aware that the person they loved were not perfect, but they accepted these faults. They loved each other for who they were, and didn't try to change the other. This is True Love. Something like this doesn't happen every day.

Hey, so tell me if this is to your liking, and send me any cutsie stuff ya'll might want to show up in this one.

Sorry I disappeared. I had a major brain meltdown.

Now it's all okay and I'm back. With a new Percabeth addiction! The books were goo, the movie was good. They completely messed up the ending, though. Although, that didn't bother me nearly as much as the fact that Annabeth's eyes were blue, when in the book they're gray.

Okay, I'm going to stop rambling. Please read and review!!! X)