Round four, submission three.

Falling

Her face, her eyes, her smile... I just couldn't get her out of my head. It was like I was stuck on repeat doomed to see the same images in my mind forever. I felt as if I was going mad, that I may never have another single thought that didn't in some way include her. Hermione Granger. The stuck up, know it all, goody two shoes book worm, that I was completely in love with.

It had all started about a month before that, we had run into each other at Diagon alley while shopping for school supplies. I honestly hadn't even realized it was her at first, I had been looking down not paying attention when someone slammed into me. Okay well maybe it was I who slammed into her, as I said I hadn't been watching where I was going... When I looked up too curse out the person I was shocked, speechless to be exact. Standing in front of me was one of the most beautiful women I had seen in my entire life. Her golden, honey curls fell swimmingly over one shoulder, while her eyes, I felt as if I could drown in them and die a happy man.

"Oh I'm so sorry sir, let me help you with that." She fussed causing me to realise I was still sitting on the ground looking like a complete moron. I took the hand she offered and dusted myself off, bending over to pick up the bags I had lost my grip on.

"It's quite alright mam, completely my fault." I saw trying to put a charming grin on my face. I watch confused as her eyes widen and her beautiful rosy lips make an O.

"Malfoy?" She asks, taking a slight step back as if too protect herself.

"I'm sorry do I know..." And that when it clicked, when my mind made the connection. "Hermione?" I asked wanting to use her first name to sound more civil and human.

Her hands go to her hips and her brows frown. "Yes, of course who else would it be and since when did you start calling me by my first name?"

I was shocked, yep this was definitely Hermione Granger standing in front of me. Trying to regain my composure smoothly, I take a breath. "Since the war ended, I changed sides and decided that you are an amazing person."

Yes score one for me, I thought as I watched her cheeks redden from my complement. "Ow, well, yes, thank you and sorry about you know." She gestures to knocking me down and then hurries off quickly becoming lost in the crowd.

That was the day I started thinking about her and never stopped.

It had been over four weeks since our encounter and as hard as I had tried to get closer to Hermione only small amounts of progress were being made. We had had a handful of conversations but it was hard to talk with Potter and Weasley always following her everywhere. They were still very suspicious of me every after everything that happened. Though our conversations were often brief we had been getting closer and spending a large amount of time studying together in the library. However as great as it was getting to know her, it just made me want her more. She was so kind, loyal and passionate, I had never heard anyone talk about anything as passionately as she talked about almost everything. School, work, friends, I learnt her hopes her dreams, her regrets. I learnt the things that were hard for her to talk about so I never breached those subjects, her family, her time before Hogwarts and parts of the war.

I heard shuffling as the chair across from me was suddenly filled by the girl of my dreams. I looked up to find her hair covering her face and shoulders shaking, I was immediately out of my chair and kneeling by her side.

"What's wrong beautiful?" I say stroking her hair out of her face. "Talk to me." I begged her.

She sniffled and a slightly hysterical giggle left her lips. "I just feel so stupid." She admitted sniffling.

"You Hermione are anything but stupid, now please tell me what happened." I begged.

"I thought he liked me, I mean I don't even like him, but it was nice to feel wanted. It was all just a bet, he went out with me on a bet. Like the further he got with me the more money he would have got." She said crying. "Am I really that horrid that the only way I can get a date is if someone is getting paid to go out with me?" She said looking into my eyes.

"Hermione, listen carefully, you are not horrid and there is nothing wrong with you." I say, I really want to go hit whoever made her cry.

"Then why? Am I that plain and unbearable, that bossy and annoying?" She sniffled.

"No no no Hermione, you are perfect, amazing, stunning and loyal. You are one of the most amazing people I know and any guy would be honored to have you."

"Haha really?" She asked looking into my face again.

"Yes really, you are amazing, passionate." I took a deep breath. "I love you Hermione Granger, now tell me who this boy was." I say.

"Wait what?" Her face widening in shock. "You, you love me?" She stuttered. "Really, it's not pity?"

"No it's not pity, i promise. I Draco Malfoy, love you Hermione Granger."

"I think, I think I love you too." She said smiling, which caused me too smile.

"Well we will just have to turn that I think into an, I know." I said sitting up so my face was level with hers, she giggles. "Can I kiss you please?"

"Yes." She nodded.

I leaned forward to capture her lips with mine. You know how they talk about true loves first kiss. Well I was one of those kids who scoffed and called bullshit. However now I was a complete believer, kissing Hermione was amazing it was like my whole life had been leading up to this moment. We pulled back leaning our foreheads on each other, slightly out of breath.

"Wow," she breathed.

"Yeah, wow." I said with a breathless chuckle.

I was shaken from my memories by a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you ready mate?" Asked Harry, looking slightly nervous.

"I've been ready for two years." I grinned.

"Yeah I can't believe it took you two years, I thought you guys would be married on the first Christmas out of school."

"So did I mate, but you know how she is wanting to plan and wait."

"Yes, well the planning and waiting was cut a bit short with your little surprise." He chuckled.

"I know, isn't it amazing, I'm going to be a father." I grinned and he just nodded as the music started, my eyes snapped to the entry way, waiting for my beautiful bride.

That was the day I 'met' her, then there was the day I kissed her and today was the day I was marrying her.

The End