Note From The Author...ME! (:

Dear Readers,

I didn't die...obviously. I guess I decided to keep writing this, I got inspired by some New Found Glory music and it brought me here! I hope you enjoy, I know you guys wanted to see what happened the morning after. Oh yeah, did I mention? They have cell phones now...hah. It's my story. (:

So I hope you enjoy this new chapter!

Draco stood motionless looking out the window with his arm crossed over his bare chest.

Hermione hadn't woken up yet, he glanced at her every now and then as if he was making sure she was alright.

Thoughts ran through his mind.

Will she regret it? What about Potter? What's going to happen when she wakes up? What if Pansy finds out? What if she didn't like it? What if she just wants to forget about it? What if she wants it again?

He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. He jumped as he heard movement.

"Are you thinking as much as I'm thinking?" Hermione said rubbing her eyes in a yawn.

He nodded silently.

She got up and walked over to him and put a hand on his arm.

"If it makes you feel any better, I enjoyed it." She smiled up at him.

He laughed a little, "I'm not worried about if you enjoyed it or not."

She looked at him confused.

"What happens next? I mean...are we just going to forget it happened?" He asked turning around to face her directly.

"I...really don't know. Do you want to forget it happened? Just go on like we did before?" She said yawning.

"To tell you the truth...I don't." He walked past her and into his bathroom, she sighed a heavy sigh.

She heard the shower go on. She lied back on the bed.

She turned on her phone, she had turned it off last night after it happened.

5 New Text Messages

Hermione rolled her eyes and opened them.

I'm really sorry and I love you.

Talk to me, please. I know you're mad.

Honestly? You're just going to ignore me?

I can't take this. Yell at me or something, please!

Okay, whatever. Bye.

She hit send on one of the text messages to call Harry.

It rang twice.

"Hermione! Where'd you go last night?" He said anxiously.

"I fell asleep after you left, I'm sorry I didn't text you back..."

"Well, why didn't Malfoy open the portrait for us? He must've been up."

"He fell asleep early too.....uh Pansy wore him out." She sighed.

"Ew..." Harry said disgusted.

"Harry, we have to talk. I'll meet you in the court yard about 3:00, okay?" She said trying to not make it sound bad.

"Okay...what do we need to talk about?" He asked.

"I'll talk to you then, I can't hang out today. Tons of work to do. See you at 3. Bye!"

She hung up before he could say 'I love you' she didn't want to hear it.

Just then Malfoy walked through the door with a pair of baggy pajama pants on.

"So you decide what we're going to do yet?" Hermione said crossing her legs and throwing her phone on the floor.

He sat down next to her on the bed, an exhausted look on his face. He looked hurt almost.

"Look, this isn't easy for me you know...this whole real feelings thing. I'm not used to it. I don't know how to talk these things out."

"It's not easy for me. You've made my life a living hell for 6 years of my life and now you decide to have real feelings?" Hermione said in a hurtful way that she didn't mean.

"Do you have to bring that up? I mean seriously, I've tried...so hard...to forget what I've done to you. I've apologized, but yet you always bring it up. I didn't choose to have these feelings...if I had the choice, I wouldn't choose them. But not to save my ass, to save yours." He said getting up and taking his spot back at the window.

"You think you'd be saving my ass by making my life hell and making me hate you?" She said walking up to him.

"I just think it'd be best if we didn't start getting close." He said with a pained expression.

"Oh..ok. I see. Just forget about it ever happening, alright?" She walked away.

"Wait!" He said walking after her.

"What." She had tears in her eyes.

He took her face in his hands awkwardly, he'd never done this before.

"I said I think it'd be best if we didn't get close...I didn't say I didn't want to..."

She tried her best not to cry and turned her head out of his hands.

"What is this? Is this real or is this an act?" She said crossing her arms.

He kissed her softly then and pulled away.

"Does that seem like an act?" He said looking in her eyes.

She nodded her head no.

"Okay. So stop crying now.." He brought her into a hug.

What was he doing? He had a heart of stone, remember? He was a Malfoy. Yet, he was embracing a half-blood.

"You really haven't done this before, have you?" Hermione smiled into his shoulder.

"No...I'm sorry." He pulled away.

It was awkward for him to act in such a way, but with her around it almost felt natural.

"Come here..." Hermione said grabbing his wrist and leading him back into the bedroom. They had been in the hall.

He followed.

"Lie on the bed..." She said softly.

He looked confused, but obeyed.

She crawled right next to him and put her head on his chest and her arm over his stomach.

He didn't know what to make of it. He just sat there awkwardly.

"Put your arm around me..." She laughed pulling his hand around her.

Hermione snuggled herself into his hard chest.

"Now...that wasn't so hard."

"No...I guess it wasn't." Draco tightened his grip on her.

"So what do we do next?" She asked him.

"I don't want to know yet..." He said rubbing her back.