The next week passed by as usual, no more detentions and unheard conversations with Malfoy. Life went back to usual I was still top of my class in ALL of my classes, and still the only person to put their hand up to answer questions. Malfoy on the other hand still took no notice of my existence except while calling me a Mud-Blood with a rather tight look on his face, almost as if it pained him to be saying it. Every now and then I would look up from my meal in the Great Hall to meet Malfoy's eyes, boring into my own; just like the night in detention. After what seemed like he had received all the answers he needed he would go back to his meal, leaving me awestruck.

This went on until the night before we were to go to camp. It was Saturday evening and I had finished packing for our week away so I decided to go on my prefect rounds a little early without Ron (who might I add hasn't even packed yet.) that night I had to begin my rounds on the second floor. I don't usually have round on the second floor because rounds are usually done with Ron, and Ron being the lazy git that he is prefers the upper floors as not as many students are present up there so he can just sit down and eat some cauldron cakes that he took from Harry's secret stash (that is so secret. Everyone knows about.) Either way I was strolling around on the second floor in the peace and quiet while no one was around.

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After that night in detention we went our own ways, back to the lives we have always lived. Me going to back to be the big Slytherin heir, and she would go back to being the know it all Gryfindor book worm, as it should be. But every now and then I would look up from the Slytherin table and the first thing I would see was her, as if knowing I was looking at her she would look up and catch my eyes with her. I felt as though I could search through those eyes forever. Looking into Hermione Granger's eyes seemed to make everything alright, and I wasn't even ashamed to tell myself that because nothing would ever come of this harmless act.

But oh was I wrong when I thought that. This one night; the night before we were to depart for this strange camp we were to go on, I had rounds on the second floor by myself because I didn't feel like putting up with Pansy today. Little did I know that a certain Gryfindor also had rounds on this floor, and just as I was, she was doing her rounds by her self?

When I first saw her she startled me, and I quickly moved behind a suit of armour as to not be seen. I don't know why I did that and it made me feel silly, so I quickly removed myself from behind the suit of armour as soon as she had passed and called out to her. "Oi. Granger." She looked stunned for a moment, then she slowly turned around with her wand lit to see who had called her. "Oh put that down Granger, I would have thought you'd be dying to see me after that detention of ours." A look of both confusion and anger passed over her face but was quickly replaced with a smile. A stunning smile that lit up her whole face and just made me want to smile as well, but I refrained for the moment.

"And why on earth would you have reason to think that Malfoy?" she said to me while turning around to keep walking. But I was at her side with my hand on her shoulder in a second. "Walk with me granger?" it was more of a statement than a question, but she did so. I removed my hand from her shoulder while running my hand down her arm then letting go. That made her look at me, not in anger or confusion, in fact I couldn't quite choose the emotion on her face it was just as if she looked at me as if she was wondering why I had removed my hand. But of course she would know why. A Slytherin and a Gryfindor walking down a corridor on our own arm in arm; seemed a little odd wouldn't you think?

"Draco?" Hermione had stopped and was looking at me. I turned back to her "Hmm. Granger?" "nothing." was all she said as she walked toward me and clasped my hand in hers and kept walking. I faltered for a second but I kept walking with her. Not removing my hand from hers. It felt… right in a way, holding hands with Granger. We finished our rounds like this; not talking, just walking and holding hands and breathing. Once it was time to go back to our dormitories we continued to walk hand in hand until we reached the Grand Staircase. I went to let go of her hand but our fingers lingered together and then we were making our way to our different worlds. The Slytherin Dungeons and Gryfindor Tower, just as we had the night of our detention.

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I made my way up to the Gryfindor Tower but after a few steps I looked back to see Malfoy still standing there, watching me walk away. I felt a sudden need to be touching his skin again, and without even thinking about it, my feet were leading me back to him. To Draco Malfoy. Before I knew it I was standing in front of him and our fingers had intertwined themselves together again as though they were missing something when they were apart. We stood there for what felt like eternity just looking into each others eyes and then I started to loosen my grip on his hand but he tightened his grip and pulled me towards him. Before I knew it I was in his arms and he was kissing me, and I was kissing him back, placing my hands on his chest where I could feel his heart beating. This kiss was nothing like when I used to kiss Ron it was full of passion and something else I couldn't put my finger on. But then suddenly his arms were no longer around me, and his lips had disappeared and I felt suddenly lost without them.

I looked to see where he was, he had jumped a whole body length away from me. We were both looking at each other breathing heavily and longing for the others touch. But then it hit me, like a slap in the face, he couldn't kiss me like that; he couldn't kiss me at all. He was a Slytherin and I was a Gryfindor. He was a pure-blood and I was muggle born. He was Draco Malfoy and I was Hermione Granger. This wasn't possible for us. I felt hurt and slightly ashamed; I turned to walk back to Gryfindor tower. I didn't cry. I just walked. Away from our kiss, our secret messages only we could tell our silent gestures. I walked away from him. Back to my life and he would go back to his.

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Little did Hermione know, but Draco stood there transfixed by her body moving away from him and everything they had just shared. He felt as though she had just taken a part of him with her and he would never get it back. Because hat they had just done would never happen again. It could never happen again. Once she had gotten out of sights view Draco stood transfixed for what seemed like hours. But then he heard Mrs Norris coming towards him so he headed back to His life as the Slytherin heir.