When they reached the nearest classroom, Draco, after checking it was empty, backed into it, pulling Hermione with him. After the door had shut behind both of them, Hermione looked up at Draco. His grey eyes stared down at her, enticing her towards him, but she stayed where she was.
"What is it about me that you like?" Hermione cautiously asked whilst Draco started moving towards her. "All my time here you have undermined me and hated me."
"I could never hate you," Draco replied, coming to a stop right in front of her.
"But all you did was torment me" she said anxiously whilst one of Draco's hands slowly started to reach towards her head. "You looked down on me," Draco's hand was fiddling with a loose strand of Hermione's hair, "and you called me a mudblood," at this Draco winced and drew his hand away.
"And you thought that I meant all of those things?" Draco questioned with a forcefulness tone in his voice. "You didn't think that I was jealous of you spending all of your time with Potter and Weasley?"
"I…I"
"No you didn't. You spent years and years being best friends with my enemies whilst I watched from the side, wanting it to be me who copied your homework every evening and sat by your side in every classroom." As he said this, Hermione looked down at the ground as if she was being told off by a teacher.
Without stopping, Draco carried on "Every time I said or did anything mean, it was me fighting back at the extreme jealousy I felt but the anger was taken out on you, and every time I did, I was slowly pushing you away without realising, and now that I have, I couldn't be sorrier for what I have put you through over these years. If only I could go back and change everything because I would right now."
When Draco finished, Hermione took his hand a gently said "It doesn't matter now, all that matters is that I forgive you for everything you have done."
"And I want you to know that what Ron said wasn't true." At this Hermione looked up at him with a confused look on her face. "I have never been a deatheater or ever will become one" Draco answered Hermione's questioning look. "My father threatened me to help him restore his respect with Voldemort and I was unable to refuse or he would hurt myself and my mother."
"It's okay," spoke Hermione, "I believe what you say and like I said, it doesn't matter anymore what you have done in the past, all I want is a future where I know that you and I will be safe and what has happened in the past will not affect this. I just…"
Hermione was silenced by Draco's sudden movement towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulled her body into his and bent to kiss her, closing up any space that was left between them. His mouth brushed against hers and she could feel the cut on his upper jaw moving against her skin and realised that her hands had where clutching onto his blond locks, her fists clenched so tight that it was as if she was clinging onto him to stop herself falling.