Author's note: I do not own any recognisable characters from J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series. ( I wish I did, but alas it cannot be…)

Chapter 1

"Yes I finally beat Ron!" Harry exclaimed jumping up from his seat. He had just beaten Ron at Wizard's Chess.

Hermione laughed. "It only took how many years?"

"Yeah mate. Don't think I'll let you win again" Ron said putting the pieces back into their original starting positions, after they had repaired themselves.

"I know, but at least I'll have the memory of winning" Harry chuckled.

"Wanna play again so I can wipe that smirk off your face, scar-boy?" Ron asked jokingly.

"Bring it"

Hermione who was sitting in an armchair, across from the boys, rolled her eyes. "Guys it is really late! You both should be heading off to bed! We have double potions in the morning with Professor Snape, and you know what he is like if you try to sleep in his class again."

The boys sighed, but put the chess pieces away. "Yes Mum!" Ron grumbled, half-heartedly.

Hermione stuck her tongue out at him as Harry laughed.

"Very mature 'Mione" Harry said getting up and reaching a hand to her to help her out of the chair, which she accepted.

"Hey, I'm allowed. My 18th is tomorrow, so its my last day to be a kid in the muggle world. So mmmm" she said sticking her tongue out again.

"Whatever you say 'Mione" Ron said, getting up and the three said goodnight, then separated – the boys upstairs to their dorm and Hermione left the common room to go down to the second floor. Her head girl rooms were located there.

She shared this room with the head boy, who is non-other than Draco Malfoy. He happened to be sitting on the couch by the fire with a book on his lap.

He looked up from his book. "Hey. Your cuttin' it close to curfew" he smirked, closing his book.

"Yeah well, the boys got out the chess board again and for once it was an enthralling game. Harry won for once." She said sitting beside him on the couch.

"Did he now?" He sarcastically raised an eyebrow. "Didn't know Potter had it in him."

"Draco!" Hermione laughed and mock hit his chest.

"Oh I'm hurt!" He teased back.

The two, last year had made amends after being held captive together by Voldemort himself. So naturally when September came around and they ended up being the head girl and boy, they got closer.

Hermione rested her head against Draco's Shoulder and sighed contentedly. They stayed like this for awhile, only moving so the Draco could put his arm around her.

After awhile, Draco broke the silence. "'Mione…"

"Hmmm?" She replied a little sleepily.

"Hermione, would you consider, well… going to Hogsmeade with me on Saturday. You know, like a date?"

Hermione lifted her head off Draco's shoulder and looked into his eyes. "That would be lovely Draco. I'd be honoured" she smiled.

They sat there staring into each others eyes, before either noticed they had leant so close towards each other that there lips touched each others lightly.

When that happened, they both pulled away slightly, before claiming each others lips again, but this time more passionate.

They cuddled for a half-hour, sharing quiet talk and sweet kisses. They both wanted to take it slow.

Hermione sighed contentedly again. "We should probably get to bed. Like I told the boys – we have double potions first" Hermione said sitting up properly.

"How they got into the class in the first place is what bothers me" Hermione slapped his arm. "Hey! Okay fine - how Weasley got himself into the class. Potter actually knows more than he lets on."

Hermione rolled her eyes, but knew it was a lost cause.

Draco smirkied at her and Hermione ruffled his perfect hair.

"Hey! Don't touch my hair!" He said fixing it.

Hermione laughed. "Why does it matter/ You're going to bed anyways" she said, then she herself left for her room and bed.