Every time Hermione looked at him, she felt something different than what she's ever felt before. His blonde hair, pale grey eyes, just everything, looked perfect to her. But he could never like her back. She was just a filthy Mudblood after all. Hermione sighed as she was walking in the corridors, holding quite a lot of books, heading for the library for some studying.
"Granger!" Hermione recognized that voice. She turned around instantly and saw the blonde hair. It was him… Malfoy. The sound of his name made her chest purr. Her legs weakened, and her books fell to the floor with a 'clash!'
"Can you be any more clumsy, you filthy little Mudblood?" Draco sneered.
Hermione mentally rolled her eyes and began to pick up her books. Draco decided to help her. Hermione was surprised. 'Why is he doing this?' Hermione thought to herself. As they both unnoticingly reached for the same book, their hands touched. They looked up, and Hermione saw that Draco had a look of disgust upon his face. They stared into each other's eyes, pale grey into brown, and Draco's face softened a bit.
Draco leaned in, and their lips touched. Hermione froze for a moment. She felt a surging fire in her chest, and she gave in, melting into the kiss. Draco's lips weren't cold, as she expected them to be. They were warm and soft against hers. Her hands started to wander in Draco's blonde, silky hair, clutching at it.
Draco finally broke away from the kiss, his eyes slightly widened, mouth still parted a bit. He was still staring at her intently as Hermione had the same expression on her own face, and her hands fell back down to her sides. She cleared her throat unnecessarily, ran a hand through her own hair, and stood up to pick up the rest of her books. When she picked up the rest of her books, and started to walk away quickly, nervous of what Draco would say next.
Draco snapped out of the aftershock and started to chase after her, calling her name out. He finally caught up, and he put a hand on Hermione's shoulder in an attempt to stop her. She did stop, but she still hadn't turned to face Draco. She just silently listened.
What he said next surprised Hermione.
"Malfoys don't apologize, Hermione, but I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the way I've treated you in the past 5 years. I've loved you ever since I first saw you. It's been 5 years, Hermione. 5 years... of me loving you, and having to hide it because of the way I was raised." Draco said. With her back still turned against him, Hermione took a sharp intake of breath. He had just confessed his love to her. What should she do now? Hermione put her books down, and turned to Draco slowly, looking at his lips rather than his eyes.
"I-I love you too. But your father, he wouldn't approve…" Hermione said.
"Well, he certainly won't be hearing about this, I'll make sure of that," he whispered as he clashed his lips against Hermione's once more. "Hermione, will you be my girlfriend?" Draco said, breaking off the kiss once again, smiling at Hermione.
"Yes. Yes, Draco. I would love to." Hermione said, smiling back at Draco as he held her hand, staring into her eyes. They finally had to part, as they heard Mrs. Norris paws, knowing that she was searching for any trouble to report to Filch. Hermione picked up her books and hurried to the Library, and Draco headed to Slytherin Dungeons, taking one last look, and smiling to each other softly.
