Hermione's heart pounded violently in her chest as Draco carefully moved her curly hair out of her eyes. The hair was preventing the brown and the grey from meeting.
"You have beautiful eyes Granger." Draco whispered across from the library table. She smiled looking down at her copy of 'Hogwarts: A History'
"Draco, you distracted me; I've lost where I was up to now." Her brow creased in frustration only to look through her thick lashes to see Draco smiling lovingly at her. She exhaled quietly and smiled back, she couldn't resist his natural charm.
"I want to take you out Granger, somewhere nice, where you've never been before. There's a new restaurant on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. What do you think?" Her smile faded, "What's wrong?" Concern etched Draco's pale face. He was sure Crabbe had told him her and Dean had finished their fling weeks ago, not that he was ever good enough for her; she was perfect.
"It's just." She sighed; her shoulders seemed to weigh her down. "Your father would never approve of me Draco, you and I both know that." The panic eased inside him, she wasn't seeing someone else, and he still had a chance. However, she was right; he would have to face his father. Although his mother had accepted his love for a muggle born, it did not extinguish the worry he felt when he thought of his father's reaction.
"I'm sure my father wouldn't mind me taking a beautiful girl out to dinner when my intentions are completely innocent." He smirked at her. She chuckled silently, but a thought crossed her mind. A thought much worse than Draco's father's opinion. What would her best friends think? Harry and Ron may stop talking to her altogether, if they didn't kill her. Hermione's heart sunk. She was in love with a Slytherin. But not just any Slytherlin, the enemy of her best friends. What was she going to do? Who was she going to choose? Maybe they could accept it and be happy for them. Nonsense.
"Granger?" she had gotten so caught up in her own thoughts she hadn't realised he was now sat next to her, his hand on hers. "I would love to go to dinner with you Draco", she was enchanted by him, and there was no denying her desire to be with him. And no doubt, he definitely felt the same.
