I walked into the school for my sixth year at Hogwarts. My two best friends, Harry and Ron, are right next to me, but my mind was elsewhere, in the same place it had been all summer. His lips on hers. The way he smelled like spearmint. My fingers running through his silky blonde hair. Those sad, deep, silver pools. The way he whispered my name as if I was the most important person in the world.
I glanced around the room trying to catch his eye. Finally my eyes rested on his. He pointed towards the entrance hall, and I understood his message. Excusing myself from my friends with the excuse of going to the loo, I stepped out of the Great Hall to wait for him. Just minutes after I got out, he followed.
"What do you want, Granger?" Draco sneered.
"What do you mean? You're the one who motioned me out here. Why didn't you write? You promised you'd send me messages."
"I couldn't write. I'm sorry, but things came up. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression that one time last year, but we can't be together. Mum and dad, they already have arranged who I'm supposed to be with."
There was no one in the hall with us, and with that in mind, Draco let himself loose a single tear that I caught with my finger; I whispered, "What do you want?"
"You," he growled making me smile.
"Then ignore your parents. Follow your heart."
I grabbed Draco's hand and began dragging him up to the seventh floor, home of the Room of Requirement. He gave me a confused look, but I just smiled, and began thinking, "I need somewhere to spend time with the man I love." I paced back and forth three times with that same thought till a door appeared and I led him in.
Inside the room was like a mix between the Gryffindor and Slytherin common rooms, and there was another door to the back of the room that I had a guess as to what it was for, but I didn't want to check it out just yet. Draco smiled and sat on the couch in the middle of the room, and I joined him just seconds later.
"I missed you, Draco," I whispered.
"I missed you too, Hermione. I hate having to pretend to hate you."
"Shh," I shushed him, and placed my lips to his.
Draco deepened the kiss, and ran his tongue across my bottom lip asking entrance. I teased him a minute before opening my mouth for our tongues to dance. I pulled away first, and Draco headed to the door at the back of the room, shedding his cloak along the way. Apprehensive, I followed suit and removed my cloak.
An hour later, Draco and I emerged from the Room of Requirement, and headed off to our respective common rooms to go to bed.
"Where have you been?" Harry and Ron pounced as soon as I entered the room.
"I got caught up talking to Moaning Myrtle," I lied. "She gets really lonely in that bathroom alone."
They nodded and bid me goodnight. That night, I dreamed of a pair of silver eyes.