Draco walked down towards the Great Hall, attracting a lot of attention from other students because he had his nose stuck in a book. Hermione was walking out the Great Hall, feeling too sick to eat and nervous for the upcoming exams. She looked flustered and tired. Her eyes darted around, widening when she caught sight of Draco. She tried not to stare.
Draco looked up, and noticed Hermione looking at him. He glared at her. She immediately looked away, and flushed, hurrying off to the Gryffindor Tower.
Draco sighed as she walked off. He had secretly had a soft spot for Hermione. He envied Viktor Krum for kissing her, and Harry and Ron for being her best friends, although he hated admitting it. Even to himself. He sat down at the Slytherin table, glancing up and down to see who he could hold a reasonable conversation with. He sighed again. Hs actions did not go unnoticed by either Harry or Ron who sat, watching Draco curiously.
"He's up to something, mate." Ron whispered to Harry, not taking his eyes from Draco, who had begun reading again. "Since when does he give a damn about his exams?"
Harry nodded, "I agree," he said, "maybe it's time to bring out my dad's old cloak again." He turned to look at Ron, who nodded and they stood up to leave. They walked up to common room, neither of them speaking to each other because they were focused on their own thoughts and explanations for Draco's strange behavior. Hermione ran out the common room, carrying a note. Harry and Ron both stopped as Hermione ran past them.
"Must… Send… This!" she called not bothering to turn around or stop. They both watched her disappear around the corner. They shrugged, thinking she was probably ordering another textbook. Harry sped up to go get his invisibility cloak and he also carried his Marauders Map. Ron looked at him.
"How else do you expect to find him? Wander around aimlessly until we find him?" Harry spoke. Ron nodded again, and started towards the Fat Lady. Harry followed him rolling his eyes.
Once they were both under the cloak Harry pulled out his wand, pointing it at the shabby piece of parchment and whispered, "I solemnly saw I am up to no good." The parchment became flooded with corridors and small dots representing people. Harry and Ron both searched it, scanning for Draco.
"There he is!" Ron pointed at the dot one of the few dots in the library. Harry looked.
:And there's.. Hermione?" They both looked at the small dots moving together that were labeled as Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. They looked at each other in complete confusion. They raced to the library as quick as they could under the cloak. They skidded to a halt outside the door.
"…Didn't know, Draco." Hermione was speaking quietly.
Draco murmured, but Harry and Ron could make out the words. Ron reached in his pocket elbowing Harry in the process.
"Hey!" Harry hissed. Ron looked at him apologetically before pulling out a pair of extendable ears, he placed it by the crack in the door, and Harry took the other ear, placing it to his own.
"I didn't know you could be so blind Hermione. Isn't it obvious?"
"Until very recently, no."
Draco audibly sighed. "What are we going to do about it? I am Draco Malfoy, the pureblood, the bad guy… You are Hermione Granger, the Mud… Muggle-born."
Harry and Ron looked at each other in shock.
"…It's impossible for us to be seen together, or even be together." Draco continued.
Now Hermione sighed. She whispered, "It's not impossible for us to be together, nothing is impossible Draco."
Harry and Ron who were frozen in shock, both looked through the crack between the door and door frame.
She moved closer to him, cupping his face in her hands. He flinched slightly at her touch, but relaxed almost immediately. Hermione spoke gently.
"If I mean anything to you, we will find a way." She looked at his face carefully. Draco nodded. He had never been spoken to with this much care, or love. It was overwhelming for him. Nor had he ever felt the way he felt at the precise moment towards anyone, except the girl standing in front of him holding his face. He wrapped his arms around her.
"You mean everything to me Hermione." He reached down brushing his lips against hers, she responded arching herself towards him, letting go of his face to put her arms around his neck. She smiled.
"I'm glad to hear it. You are my everything." She flushed, and giggled embarrassed at the words, never once expecting herself to say them.
And at that precise moment Harry and Ron fell through the door.