A/N: This is my very first fanfic so be gentle in your criticism please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Plain and Simple.

Chapter One

It was the beginning of Christmas break. Not many students remained at Hogwarts. Ron and Harry had left for Borrow leaving Hermione and Ginny at Hogwarts.

Breakfast was the same as usual. Hermione and Ginny ate and talked about what they were getting the boys (Harry and Ron) for Christmas. Across the Great Hall were Draco and Blaise who much like the girls across from them ate and talked about meaningless subjects.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Everything was normal if there was ever such a thing at Hogwarts. Hermione entered the Head dorms in a rather good mood. She was happy that their at last some normalcy in her life. But when she heard him she knew that her new found normal boring life was being threatened.

"We need to talk." Draco said. His voice sent shivers down her spine, good shivers, but creepy still the same. This was MALFOY. He wasn't suppose to make her feel this way.

"What is it you wish to talk about?" Hermione inquired "There can't possibly be some issue that has arise to make you call a meeting?"

"This isn't about our duties as heads." Draco answered "it's about the other morning."

A small blush crept up Hermione's neck but never quite reached her cheek. "I thought I had already explained about the shirt."

"How did you reach in my room?" Draco asked cutting to the chase.

"I'm not quite sure,' she answered. Draco just looked at her as if to say 'Bullshit.' She continued "All I can remember is taking a shower and collapsing on my bed late one night."

"Well it clearly wasn't your bed you collapsed in," Draco hissed, drawing closer.

"I think we both know that now Draco." Hermione said her anger rising and moving closer towards Draco. Every bit the Gryffindor lioness. He would not blame her for his.

They were practically nose to nose. Hermione was fuming and Draco was well Draco was Draco. Hermione opened her mouth to yell at him some more but Draco seeing an opening took it and kissed the thought right out of her. Hermione was in shock, Malfoy was kissing her. His tongue probed hers until she joined in. His arms slid around her waist pulling her closer. Her arms rose and warped around his neck.

They were so close and they were kissing. Hermione couldn't believe it. Draco heard her moan and her pulled her closer. Each sweep of his tongue drove her deeper and deeper till she thought she was going crazy. How could one guy be such a great kisser?

Draco wanted her. He couldn't help himself he had to have her. He'd been dreaming of this moment for so long. Too long. Slowly the kiss ended and they pulled away. Their bodies were still pressed together. Their lips a mere millimeter apart. Both were breathing heavily.

It was Hermione who first spoke, "Why did you do kiss me?" Not to say she didn't enjoy it. It was just… so unexpected.

"I don't know." Draco replied.

"I never thought that I'd ever be this close to you,' Hermione confided "much less to -" she let her words trail off. They hadn't moved much since the kiss ended. His arms were still around her waist; her arms were around his neck. Surprisingly this wasn't an awkward moment. On the contrary, it was a welcomed silence in which they enjoyed just holding each other. Hermione rested her head on his shoulder.

He lifted her head so she would face him and gave her his serious eyes. "I really like you Hermione. I've been attracted to you since the first time I saw you in Diagon Alley with your bushy brown hair," he said his voice was slightly husky "Now I want you. I want you really badly."

"The question is…do you want me" it was a statement meant as a question. One filled with uncertainty and dare I say… fear of rejection?! Hermione heard an understood every word. She tipped up to him and brought his lips to hers in a silent reply.

It was a simple kiss at first more of an answer to a daring question but it quickly built into a forbiddingly passionate kiss between an odd and unlikely pair. The kiss continued to build until they weren't aware of the outside world anymore.

They were so out of it and so into each other that they didn't hear the knock at the portrait door, nor the sound of someone walking through the portrait hole an into their common room. It took a few long minutes and a really loud "Ahem" to get them to part. They practically few apart at the sound, their eyes trying to find the source of the sound.

A/N: Ok so this chapter's short too and for that I have no excuse. But if I get a lot of reviews I just might make other chapter longer.