Hey:) So, this idea has been knocking around in my head for quite some time though I didn't know how to put into action until just now. So, here goes nothing!

Just a little prologue into this, Hermione and Draco are Head boy and girl and it's been about 3 months into the semester and it's after the war.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own J. K. Rowling's amazing book series Harry Potter. If I did, Hermione and Draco would be together ;)


"I got you!" yelled Draco as he wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me off the ground.

I giggled. "Ouch!" I exclaimed playfully. "Draco, put me down!" I pretended to struggle against his firm grasp. He was stronger than I thought he was. I thought briefly about what he might be hiding under his button down shirt and vest but quickly pushed to the back of my mind.

"Granger, you stop squirming right now!" he yelled at me, trying to seem controlling. The one problem with him pretending was that I knew him too well now. I think that now, I would actually consider him my friend.

He threw me down on the couch in our shared common room. "Stay," he chastised.

I tried to stifle my laughter. "No," I protested. I tried to stand up defiantly but Draco pushed me back onto the couch. "What was that for?" I asked.

"You know what I want to do?" He asked, ignoring my question. He was raising his eyebrows suggestively. I rolled my eyes. Why did he insist on making everything dirty?

"What?" I pretended to actually be interested in what he had to say.

"Hmm..." He examined the entirety of the room before coming back to my eyes. "How about we have a little wager?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes again. "What would this wager entail? You know very well that I haven't a lot of money."

He looked up, obviously thinking. "No money then," he smirked. "I'll just get the satisfaction of being right."

I scoffed, "That'd be the day."

He made a face and I returned it with a glare, though, I couldn't help noticing that he was, in fact, very attractive. With his silky white-blond hair, his obvious Quidditch-made muscles, and his almost perfect pale skin, Draco Malfoy could actually be considered—should I say it?—gorgeous.

He saw me give him a once over and smirked as he gave me the same. I turned away and blushed, though I didn't know why.

"Well, get on with it," I prompted.

He looked confused for a moment but quickly returned to reality. He opened his mouth to speak but thought better of it. He was obviously contemplating what to say and how to say it. After a couple minutes, he said, "I bet I can make you fly."

I laughed loudly. That's what he was trying to say this whole time? "Really, Draco?" I stammered between fits of laughter. "You're a wizard. I have seen you make people fly all the time. Hell, I've done it myself!"

He smirked and held out his hand. I took it reluctantly. "Without magic," he whispered softly. My head started spinning. What is going on? I kept asking myself.

He guided me towards the middle of the room and held onto my hand. Butterflies swarmed my stomach. He pulled me closer to his chest so that our faces were faces were only a couple inches apart. I looked into his grey-blue eyes. I felt myself drowning into them. "Wha-What are you-"

"Sh, Hermione," he said, barely more than a whisper. My heart jumped in my chest at the sound of my name coming from his perfect lips.

I saw his eyes glance down at my lips. I glanced at his. He leaned in closer and I copied. He closed his eyes and, once again, I followed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and entangled my fingers in his hair.

I parted my lips and held my breath with anticipation of what was about to happen. I was desperately waiting for our lips to connect. His cologne was intoxicating and I was quickly losing myself.

His lips hovered over mine for what felt like an eternity. I was breathless. I rose on my toes to get closer but he kept us at the same distance. I could feel him lightly breathing on my face.

We were still only centimeters away when I heard him smile. He made a light chuckle. I laughed as well, not knowing exactly what to do. I opened my eyes to see his staring into me. I saw him glance down at my lips again and I expected a kiss. I closed my eyes again and leaned into him but he backed away.

I guess my face showed exactly what I felt: confusion. He chuckled once more and walked away, leaving my standing in the middle of the floor, bewildered.

I watched him walk towards his dorm as I replayed the recent events in my mind. What the hell just happened?

A voice, his voice, interrupted my thoughts. He was standing in the doorway to his room facing me. "Told you."


I know. I showed this to my sister and when she was down reading it she threw it at me. But I had to end it there! It just seemed right :P

Anyways, please review and lemme know whatcha think! This is my first Dramione fic but hopefully it won't be my last:)