Chapter 2

Draco's Pov

Impossible….how could this be Granger? This girl was gorgeous…And she acted with so much confidence than the mudblood he knew…It couldn't be her…He was speechless for a few moments, but he quickly regained control of himself.

" Well well who would have thought you knew how to clean yourself up, mudblood."

She looked at him with her cold piercing eyes, making him shiver….What happened to her…she was silent for a few moments, then she slowly turned and sat down near the window again. The train made a jerk forward and Malfoy lost control of his stance and flew forward. He closed his eyes expecting to fall but suddenly felt that he was being dragged up wards, his hands instinctively went around the persons waist…

Hermione's (dia's) pov

When he fell something inside me snapped. I jumped forward and grabbed him pulling him towards me. His hands snaked round my waist, and I felt so warm inside , so happy, so safe. He looked up surprise in his eyes. But then it changed. We stood there mesmerized by each other.

Draco's pov

I looked up at the person who held on to me. It was Granger. I couldn't believe it. Why did she just save me? But when I took in her features and looked into her eyes, I forgot everything. I couldn't look away. I for some strange reason realized that I needed her. That if I let her go now I would die. I pulled her closer tightening my grip. She seemed surprised and curious, as she let her cold mask slip from her face. That's when I did it. I couldn't resist anymore and I pulled her closer into me and kissed her. I kept on kissing her more and more passionately, and was glad that she answered to my kiss. I pushed her against the compartment door and slipped my tongue into her mouth. She moaned as I massaged her back and ran my fingers down her leg. I've heard thousands of girls moan my name, but none of them turned me on as much as hers did. I wanted her. All of her. When we came for air, she bent closer to me and whispered in my ear

" Draco…..you'll be safe now…always…..I promise you that" pushed me aside, gave me a letter and walked out of the compartement. I felt empty when my arms stopped holding her. I wanted to run to her, to ask her what did she mean, to just touch her once again…but I sat down on the seat where she had been sitting when I came in, and opened her letter.