I got bored so I decided to make another chapter... Don't know if I'll turn this into a multi-chapter fic...

Draco POV

"Told you," I taunted as I shut my door. The second I did, I released a huge breath. I hadn't even realized that I was holding it.

I walked over to my soft four-poster and sat down replaying the events in my head.

She actually leaned towards me. I couldn't believe it. Was it that she wanted to actually kiss me, or was she simply falling and happened to be falling in my direction?

I couldn't understand anything that was going on anymore. I had only just realized that I was in love with Hermione Granger in sixth year.

Hermione; her name was like a sweet melody replaying over and over again in the confines of my mind...

I had only realized that I had fallen asleep when I heard the bells in the morning signaling the start of a new school day. Great, I thought. I got up and put my robes on.

When I was finished getting ready, I walked into me and Herm-Granger's common room. I had to remember to call her Granger to her face. I had only once let it slip from my lips and that was last night. Never again.

I walked out to find Granger sitting on our couch reading a book, as per usual. "Good morning, Granger. I hope you had a nice—er—sleep." I wiggled my eyebrows. I made sure to put as many innuendoes in all of my sentences as possible, especially with her. There was real no reason for it, but the look on her face every time I did was priceless.

She rolled her eyes, and tried to cover up the uncomfortable feeling floating about the room with a smile. "It was very good, Malfoy." She retorted giving me a similar stare. I was slightly alarmed at how she did this with ease rather than yelling and hitting me like she normally does. "What? The great Draco Malfoy, king of 'references' can give them out but not take them? Why ever not?"

I quickly tried my best to gain my composure. "I was just so alarmed at the fact that you actually knew what kind of thing I was referring to or that I was even referring to anything in particular."

She blushed, obviously affected by my comment. Guess the little angel' in the 'golden trio' actually was as innocent as she made herself out to be. "Well, you typically say things like that so I just assumed the worst. Also, taking into account what happened last night in the very spot you're standing in..." Her voice trailed off and a smirk worthy of a Slytherin made its way onto her face. I guessed that she became more confident in the two seconds of our conversation.

I was caught off guard; I have to admit, by how the smirk fit her features. Hearing my stutter, her smirk was quickly replaced by a smile. A smile is so much more fitting on her beautiful face, I thought.

"Is something wrong, Draco?" she asked, looking at me through her eyelashes.

I regained my hold on reality quickly at the sound of my name, "Of course not. I was just looking at your lovely—eyes," I winked.

"Draco Malfoy!" she exclaimed as she slammed her book shut and stood abruptly.

"Yes, Mrs. Hermione Granger?" I bowed mockingly.

She walked right up to me and got in my face. I was a considerable amount taller than her so she had to look almost straight up to see my face. It was quite amusing.

"You are such an annoying prat," she whispered glancing at my lips.

"I know," I stated simply.

I leaned in closer to her; her eyes fluttered closed and her breathing slowed. I hovered above her lips for a moment before slowly making my way to her ear. I could sense her getting irritated me for not kissing her again and chuckled into her ear.

"You're a lot more promiscuous than I thought, Hermione," Damn. I did it again. Granger. Her name is Granger.

"No," she breathed. "You just want to kiss me."

I sighed placing my hands on her back so it looked like we were hugging. She gasped, obviously not knowing what I was going to do. "But I haven't."

She placed her arms around my neck causing me to look into her chocolate brown eyes. "But you want to," she whispered so quietly I could barely hear it.

I couldn't stand it anymore. She was too beautiful. "Maybe," I lied with a smirk. I detached myself from her and went to sit on the couch.

She looked a bit disappointed. "Alright. Well, I might as well go to bed. It's getting late." She looked out of the window.

"Goodnight then," I replied. I wanted to torture her for as long as I can. Eventually, she is going to be the one who kisses me first. This ridiculous notion that all girls have about making us guys do everything first was going to end with her. She can only be stubborn for so long.

"Goodnight," she said breaking me out of my reverie. "Draco."

Yep, this was going to be an interesting year.

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