***Even more references to Yule Ball Dramione After Party! Sorry guys, but the two stories seemed to have tied themselves together. There's a spoiler in here for Yule Ball Dramione After Party. If you don't care then be my guest and read on.***
Hermione's cheeks were growing rosier with every passing second. Draco had now slid his arm around her waist and was telling her about a book he saw in the Restricted Section of the library. She couldn't help but marvel at his ability to spin an exciting tale so quickly. Beside her, Draco was no longer listening to himself speak. The words just flowed as his brain focused on one thing. The feeling of the slight curve in Hermione's waist. Though, Draco found that as much as he loved the thought of getting Hermione out of her robes, he loved the sound of her laughter more, as he fumbled to catch his wand when it slipped out of his grasp. Draco wondered if that was what love was. Enjoying the person's happiness more than their body. Nah, he decided. That's probably just rubbish.
As much as Hermione was delighted with Draco Malfoy's story, she couldn't help but wonder when he was going to kiss her. If he was going to kiss her. No matter how many times Hermione had lied to herself about it, kissing Draco after the Yule Ball was definitely not a mistake. She had played the moment over in her head millions of times, desperately trying to find something wrong with it. Our noses bumped, that's it! Wait, no they didn't. They fitted together perfectly, as if they were separated parts of a whole. She glanced up at him and began studying his profile. He had a great jawline and magical blue eyes. In a rush of bravery and desire, Hermione leaned her head into the crook of his neck and sighed. Draco did his very best to continue talking in full sentences. God, Granger was amazing.
He smoothed her hair with his palm and kissed her lightly on the forehead. It tingled where his lips had been and Hermione threw herself on top of him, tackling him to the ground. They fell into a snow bank, both laughing and smiling mischievously at each other. Draco was in shock. He couldn't believe that Hermione Granger had tackled him, and now lay quietly beside him. He turned to watch her stomach ride and fall as she breathed quickly. He slowly brought a hand to her face and leaned towards her. Hermione's heart was beating so quickly and excitedly as she watched the only man she could ever want to build a life with lean towards her, lips parted. Just as he was about to kiss her, he pulled back slightly and whispered the three words he thought he would never be able to say, and a little bit more.
"I love you Hermione Granger. Happy Valentine's Day."