Disclaimer: All notable characters and references to the Wizarding World belong to the Queen, J.K. Rowling, Bloomsbury and Warner Bros. This story is for entertainment only and i gain no profit from this (except for happiness - cause Dramione!).


"We're leaving Hogwarts in a few days. I can't believe it's almost graduation." Blaise muttered, nursing a butterbeer bottle in his hand while eyeing the crowd. The professors decided to throw a ball before the most awaited event and 5th years and up were invited. On his right was Draco Malfoy, staring pensively at a bushy haired girl just a few feet away from him. Blaise knew of his mate's obsession with the muggleborn chit even though the former denied it time and again.

"We might never see some of these folks again you know. If i were you, I'd kiss the one you want most." He smirked when he saw color staining Draco's cheeks. The blond still didn't say anything, fidgeting where he was seated.

After a few minutes of utter quiet, Draco suddenly stood up.

"Where are you off to?" Blaise asked, trying to rein in his glee. Fucking finally! It seems his best mate already has the courage to make a move.

"Where I should have been long ago."

Draco trudged on, determined to reach the girl who occupied his dreams for years. Blaise's words kicked him into action. He might never see this witch again. She might, after graduation, finally decide to take notice of her numerous suitors. The only thing that kept her attention off romance was her priorities. School comes first. This will drastically change when she'll finally have the time for other..things.

She was almost within reach when a petite witch with a dark hair and hazel eyes suddenly blocked his way.

"Astoria."

"Yes Draco?" Astoria blushed coyly, eyelashes fluttering as she glanced at the blond's stormy eyes. Draco touched her arm - and gently pushed her away.

When she wouldn't budge, he said "Can you move? I'm trying to get to Granger."

Her jaw dropped, shock marring her face, making it easier for Draco to move out of the way and continue his stride towards the Hermione.

Her back was turned when he reached her. Ever the shy bookworm, she tried to stay out of the festivities while her friends were having a fun time on the dance floor.

"Granger."

She turned and eyed him curiously, he was staring at her with that soulful grey eyes of his and it was making her nervous. "What do you want Malfoy?"

It took a few seconds before he was able to answer, seemingly steeling his resolve. When he spoke, her world came to a screeching halt.

"You. I want you."

Her lips parted in surprise, eyes widening at his profession. Draco took full advantage, closing the distance between their lips — caressing, nipping, coaxing a response from her.

He moved his body closer, one hand plunging into her soft curls and the other gripping her hips, wanting her near.

She was warm, sweet..and she was not kissing him back.

He stopped.

Breathing deeply, Draco tried to compose himself after the blatant rejection. The urge to kiss her again was so strong but his confidence was waning. This wasn't how he had imagined it! Well, if he was being honest, he really didn't know what the outcome would be, but it seems his worst fears were realized when she stayed stiff in his arms.

Merlin's left testicles!

Just when he thought she also felt the same way with all the stares he'd been getting while he's 'busy' faking his reading time in their common room. Guess his affection was a one-way street. Too bad, that.

Easing his hold on her, he was startled when he felt her dainty hands tugging his dress shirt.

"Don't you dare stop now, you git."

His confidence returned with a vengeance. He smirked and grabbed the witch, making her squeak in surprise.

"Never even crossed my mind, Granger."