A/n: this is my first fanfic, it's just a cute little dramoine drabble.
"I'm not worth it!" Hermione sobbed. She was standing on a small bridge in muggle London.
"Why aren't you worth it?" Asked the oddly familiar voice of Draco Malfoy. In the past six months after the war ended, he and Hermione had become very good friends. He had lost the cold demeanor that he used to hide behind, and started to show that he had the capacity to care for others.
"Because I can't do anything right! Ron cheated! I can't do this anymore!" She fell down at Draco's feet looking like she wanted to die.
"Hermione, don't think like that. You are worth it. Just because the weasel doesn't see it doesn't mean others can't. You're kind, considerate, and courageous, you speak your mind and have your own opinion. Any guy would be lucky to have you in their life." Then so low she almost didn't hear him right he said "I would be lucky to have you in my life…"
"Draco… did you mean that?" Hermione asked as she got butterflies in her stomach.
" I… yes…" And for the first time in his life that was the truth. He, Draco Malfoy, was in love with Hermione Granger.
And before Hermione knew what was happening his lips were on hers, and she felt like flying. "Draco Malfoy, I love you." She whispered after catching her breath.
"As I love you, Hermione."
R&R constructive criticism is appreciated. ~ ashleigh