So I decided to continue writing this, all thanks to you! ;) Though I feel a bit lost, I don't have a plan for the story and if you have any request or something like what characters you'd like to see in it, let me know :). And thanks again for the support!

Obviously, I do not own Harry Potter.

As tickling shivers danced on her shoulders and did not stop until they reached her kneew making them weak, Hermione Granger knew something was not right. For couple of blink-short moments she could not understand where she was. It was so silent, calm and… grey. All she saw, all she felt was silver depths of his eyes. Young but yet mature witch sighed with relief when finally she managed to gain control over herself.

She had felt caught by his gaze, like he would have used some kind of magic which made her fall into well full of silver water. But there was no panic, no fear. She knew she liked this water and needed to be flowed by its freshness. She felt such strong desire to go deeper into the depth that it could not have been normal. Hermione kept saying to herself that it was his magic, another cruel plan, but it was not. His calm and secure position said other things. He had no bad intentions, nothing to hide and it was very easy to notice.

How she ended up in such situation, how Hermione started to think about this young wizard, a former enemy and a colleague now, in a way she never believed she would? It was not a mystery like she told herself every time her feelings and desires used to push her nearer him and lock her eyes on his. It was pretty simple, actually. They had to work together, they needed to find ways to stand each for several hours a day and there had to be trust between them, other way they would have risked losing job positions. So they started with a simple tolerance for one another and somehow ended up with even liking each other's company.

Lately Hermione's feelings for him grew in more romantically way than just friendly. It was quite a shock and she found it very hard to admit. He still was Draco Malfoy. Even though he had not called her mudblood for years and she knew he would not ever call her like that again, but he was Malfoy. His family would never greet her willingly. And the most importantly – Draco did not fancy her in the same way.

"Hermione, I know I'm irresistible, but would you please stop staring and concentrate more on the treaty? I need it analysed until 5 pm."

Merlin's pants!

"I wasn't staring." She grabbed one copy of papers from him and moved to sit behind the desk.

Draco smiled seeing her rosy cheeks. It was so tempting to tease Hermione just a bit more.

"Sorry, I forget Granger never stares, she is the one to be stared at. By the way, how is the Weasel?" He smirked.

"Perfectly fine. I told many times…"

"Yeah, yeah. I can smell coffee, I bet he brought it to you, didn't he?"

"So what if he did?"

"Why don't you give him a chance? It's obvious he's still in love with you."

"No, he is not."

"Right, he comes here all the time to see me."

"Whatever, Draco, I thought you needed this done today. Weren't you in a hurry?"

"I still am. I'm meeting Astoria's parents today."

"Quite soon, huh?" she did not raise her eyes from the papers.

"I dunno. Though speaking about Weasley…"

"Oh, shut it for once."

"No, listen. I see how he looks at you, he adores you. No one will love you more than he does."

Now she looked at him. Why he was saying that? Did he know how she felt? Hermione wondered whether she should fight for him if her feelings were real and strong, but she was not sure. And still she feared his or his family's rejection more.

Maybe he does know and just in such way is trying to tell me he doesn't feel the same? But I know that already…

"Do you look at Astoria like Ron at me?"

"You know Astoria and me is different situation."

"I can't hide, she seems so dumb."

"Even I look dumb near you, Miss brightest witch of our age." He chuckled.

"What's this all about, Draco?"

"I just want you to be happy. You are a very good friend, Hermione."

She could see he meant it. Friend.

Shivers went through her one more time as her name danced on Draco's lips. Even though she had not seen or heard anything more beautiful and that moment she wanted nothing more than him, she let the feeling go unsatisfied. She valued their friendship too much to do any wrong move, which could ruin it.

"I'm happy." She smiled honestly. "You go and prepare for the big meeting and I'll finish this by myself."

"Are you sure? There's still some time, I could…"

"No, really, it's OK. Good luck."

He nodded and gave one last smile before disappearing behind the door.

Um, here used to be not nice sentence :D.