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Draco Malfoy, the Sex God of Slytherin or of all Hogwarts for that matter. He had had all the girls he wanted, except for one. Hermione Granger, in all her know-it-all bushy haired glory had always captured his attention. Her confidence had intrigued him since day one. She was always intelligent, even their heated arguments were intelligent. She was absolutely infuriating.
Hermione showed no signs of being interested in him in the least. Draco gave more than signs. Just thinking about it made him mad. Just the possibility that he fell for the frustrating muggleborn was enough to give his father nightmares, if he ever found out. The tall blonde decided to take a walk by the lake it was Christmas Break in their 7th year at school, he was running out of chances to get Granger.
She pulled her cloak tighter around herself as she stood looking out over the frozen lake. How could a smart witch like her possibly be attracted to a wizard like that? Hermione shook her head at the ridiculous thought. Draco Malfoy was the only one who could ever get her riled up and she couldn't explain it. Instead of trying to she watched her breath disappear into nothing in front of her. Suddenly she heard footsteps crunching in the snow behind her.
"Hello Granger."
"Malfoy."
"What are you doing out here?" he studied her face trying to see what was going on in her head.
"Just thinking." She blushed under his gaze.
"About what?" He asked stepping closer as grey eyes met brown.
"Something I haven't had the guts to do." This time she stepped closer until they could feel the other's breath on their face. Draco studied her for a moment then leaned down to kiss her. Their lips only brushed slightly at first, then Hermione pressed against him harder. The kiss became heated as Draco pulled Hermione closer yet and put his arms around her waist. Hermione's hands went to his hair as she licked his bottom lip asking for entrance. He granted it, a little surprised by her forwardness.
They continued like this until they needed to breathe deeply or fear lung failure. They both searched the other's eyes, looking for any answers hidden there.
"What does this mean?" Draco asked, breaking an awkward silence.
" I have no idea," Hermione said. For once in her life she had absolutely no idea what to do next.
Sometimes there is no explanation, things are just meant to be.