It's a one-shot. A one-chapter-stand. But if I get enough reviews asking me to make a story out of this (which actually would definitely be possible but wasn't planned when I wrote this) I'll do it. Oh well, just read and review, please...

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Hermione stood in the corridor, her books all over the ground. She had just tripped over Draco Malfoy's outstretched leg.
"Do you even know why you're so nasty?" She yelled at him, anger boiling in her

"You're sure going to tell me, for you know me so bloody well, mudblood" He smirked at her.

Hermione folded her arms and gave him this really arrogant look she always put on when she was going to say something so true it almost hurt… and sometimes really did… Seeing it, Harry jumped over to her "Hermione, he'll hex you into oblivion if you don't stop this instant"
Hermione just ignored him, stealing Dracos trade-mark smirk "I saw you at dinner, Malfoy. I noticed you in classes. Your laugh never reaches your eyes. You always seem lost in your own thoughts. You always are alone, no matter how many of your puppies you got around, they can't make the loneliness fade"

The students in the corridor moved on, not even noticing the argument that was going on, only wondering why there were books scattered all over the ground.
But Harry, Hermione and Draco stood all still, Hermione still smirking, Harry looking stunned and Draco… he somehow looked lost and hurt, but only for a split second. Then he got a hold on her shoulders, turned her around and smashed her back against the wall

"Herms!"

"Harry, you go. I can handle this alone"

"But…"

"I once punched him in the nose. I can do it again…"

Harry left. Hermione was a big girl and this argument was none of his business. It was Hermiones fight against the feeling of inferiority.

"You got me surprised then. Now I'm prepared. You won't punch my nose again… What makes you think I'm lonely, mudblood? I got the whole house of noble Slytherin behind me, my family and friends…"
"Yeah, because they don't notice what a scared little boy you are. Scared of what would happen if you weren't that perfect…"

They stared at each other for a long moment, then Draco smashed his fists against the wall to each side of Hermiones head. She flinched but immediately got her posture back.

"YOU ARE WRONG! THIS IS CRAP!" Draco yelled at her. In response, Hermione nearly whispered. "Then why are you still here?"

"Because… Well, because!"

"Because you're so bloody keen on catching up with your friends?"

"Shut it, mudblood"

"Because everyone wonders where you could be?"

"SHUT IT"

"MAKE ME!"

Then, lips met lips, passion met passion, lust met lust and tongues danced in the still overcrowded corridor.
Noone noticed that the couple making out in public was Hermione and Draco, muggle-born meeting pureblood, mortal enemy of the one meeting mortel enemy of the other.
They broke the kiss, panting "I still hate you, mudblood" Draco started hurrying down the corridor

"Hate you, too, Ferret!" Hermione yelled after him, gathering up her books and making her way to dinner.