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Draco and Hermione jumped, staring at Harry and Ron who lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. Ron laughed nervously, turning crimson. Harry was the first to speak.
"Hermione! …There you are!"
"Yes, here I am?" Hermione looked confused, wondering why Harry and Ron were here.
Draco just glared at the two, annoyed that the private conversation between himself and Hermione had been heard; his sharp eyes spotted the extendable ears and narrowed.
"Weren't you ever told not to eavesdrop Potter?" he sneered. Harry looked at Draco, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Didn't mummy ever teach you manners, Draco? I have a name."
Hermione watched the conversation between Harry and Draco intently, whilst Ron looked around the room, wishing he was somewhere else, and that Harry had never convinced him to follow Draco.
"Don't speak to me like that Potter! Do you know who I am?"
"Yes," Harry replied, "you're Draco Malfoy, the spoilt mummy's boy." Draco pulled his wand out, pointing it into Harry's face.
"Take that back, Potter! Don't you ever mention my mother again!" Harry scrambled to his feet, pulling his wand out and pointing it at Draco, Hermione gasped.
"No! Do not fight each other!" She stood in-between them both, and put her hands on Draco's shoulders, "Draco please, don't." Draco looked deeply into her eyes, and nodded, putting his wand away. Behind Hermione, Harry's eyes widen in confusion and kicked Ron to get his attention, who looked at Draco and Hermione, who were whispering sweet nothings to each other. Ron stared, unable to take his eyes of the pair, jealousy flaring up inside him. He blinked, shocked at the emotions inside, he stood up, and left the room, unnoticed by Hermione and Draco, Harry watched him leave, and followed him, putting a comforting hand on his back.
"It's like Krum again. I only want her when someone else has her." Ron frowned, his crimson blush fading.
Harry nodded, unsure of what to say, of how to comfort his best friend. He turned hearing heavy footsteps behind him. Hermione ran to them.
"Harry. Ron." She breathed, "I'm sorry. I should have told you. I should, I should…" she couldn't finish. Instead she stood, breathless, her mouth gaping. Ron looked at her, and turned away, walking into the common room, slamming the portal shut. The Fat Lady shrieked at Ron, and cursed him under her breath, Harry stared at her. Hermione sighed.
"He hates me." She walked off leaving Harry stood on his own, staring open mouthed. He shook his head, and walked into the common room.
Hermione ran back to Draco, who was still in the library, curious of his own feelings, and how Hermione had managed to convince him to put his wand away with one simple word. He put his arms around her, she put her head on his shoulder, and tears ran down her face, spilling on to his shirt.
I'm sorry," she hiccupped, "I'm getting your shirt all wet." He laughed lightly.
"I don't mind. Honestly." He lifted her chin, and wiped her tears away. He looked at her. "He will forgive you, he always does." She smiled, her lips trembling. He watched her, not sure what else to say to comfort her. He moved his hands down to her waist, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, placing her lips on his. He kissed her deeply, pulling her hips towards him. Madam Prince cleared her throat loudly.
"Out!" she screeched, "Get out! No canoodling in my library! Out! Out!" Hermione stifled a laugh, and Draco grinned. They walked out and headed hand in hand to the Entrance Hall, where they continued the kiss, much to the surprise of the other students, who walked past whispering.
"Draco… and her? …."Surely he has better taste!" Pansy Parkinson walked past, her mouth moving like a fish out of water. She flounced up to them. "Draco! What are you doing? She's a mudblood!" She stared at them; Draco didn't turn away from Hermione as he broke the kiss to speak. "Bye Pansy." He grinned at Hermione who giggled, as Pansy stormed off to her friends, muttering threats to Hermione and curses she would use against her.
"Come with me," Draco said, pulling gently on Hermione's hand, he lead her out the grounds.