Potions class is a total bore today and I find my eyes wondering over to Hermione, who happens to be sitting next to Ron today. I can't help but feel the jealously seep up through my chest. Why did she choose him? I know he has some sort of 'crush' on my girl, but let's get this straight...He will never break what me and Hermione have.

She has her arm propping her head up towards Ron, and I ache to know what they're talking about. "Hey Draco..." Pansy whispers. I barely hear her and my eyes stay glued on Hermione. I'm guessing Hermione felt my glance on her and she looks over curiously. She gives a small wave, confused as to why I'm staring at her.

"Class...is...dismissed." Snape says slowly, trying to draw on our torture. Hermione stands up grabbing her books, while still listening to Ron, probably drone on about some boring thing he and his brother's did. Right as I'm behind her, she flips one side of her hair behind her shoulder sending a wave of her sweet perfume my way. I stand bewitched and drinking it in, before I feel a hard tap on my shoulder.

I turn to see Snape looking amused down at me. "Mr. Malfoy...I suggest that you pay more attention in class, instead of drooling over Miss Granger, and maybe you might get a passing grade. I highly recommend a tutor for you..."

He starts to turn but stops. "Oh and by the way...you've stood there for about 15 minutes and I'm sure your late to your next class..."I turn quickly and see that all the desks are empty and there is not a person in the hallways. "Shit!" I groan grabbing my books, and I sprint to Herbology as quickly as I can, but only for her...she's probably worried sick. I could care less about class.

I stride profoundly in the room and I see the professor glaring down at me. "Ah yes, Mr. Malfoy. I was wondering when you would enlighten us with your presence." I smirk to myself, looking around and I finally see Hermione, staring at me with a deep gaze. I smile walking over to her. She frowns. "Draco! What happened? Are you okay! I was sooo worried. We felt awful about leaving you in class back there."

"She, felt awful." Ron mutters quietly. Hermione nudges him hard. I smile reaching down, to her lap and tracing my fingers slowly on her thigh. Her face goes pink. "Draco...What..." She says, quiet as a whisper. I go higher until I reach her hand and I intertwine my fingers with hers. "I'm here now." She looks up so innocently into my eyes. I get a warm feeling in stomach that keeps growing more and more intense. Her warm big brown eyes, sparkle like the brightest star in the sky. Kiss her. Kiss her. Kiss her.

"Well Miss Granger?" The professor barks obviously angered. Hermione's eyes dart away from my own and I feel like I had the whole world in my hands in that one moment, and now I've lost it. "Were you listening? Or were you too busy with Mr. Malfoy?" Potter looks over at me curiously and I give a dirty glare, putting my arm protectively around her, so only he can see.

Some red headed girl, pokes him and he turns back around smiling and talking to her. Ugh. Gryffindor's.

"That's it. Detention for you and Mr. Malfoy, tonight after dinner."

Hermione groans. "No...I hate detention." I smirk. "Not when it's with me." She giggles looking up at me, and biting her lip deep in thought.

I still haven't let go of her hand, and I don't plan on it anytime soon...

...

I sit at a table in the library...I've never even been in this part of the school...I am supposed to be doing my homework but instead I'm making marks on the table with my pencil, and giving Hermione quick glances.

She looks so adorable when she does her homework. And every time she doesn't get a problem, she'll bite her lip and furrow her perfectly shaped eyebrows together...

Finally she looks up, and seeing that I'm staring at her, she smirks. "What are you staring at?" "You." I smile charmingly. She shakes her head looking away. "You're the reason we're stuck here in the first place, Draco Malfoy."

I smirk placing my hand on hers. She gazes up at me with an expression hard to read. "Well...It's not my fault I'm sooo irresistible that you can't keep your hands off me." She throws her head back laughing and I admire her beautiful curls bouncing with her laughter. "I think it's the other way around."

"How do you figure?" I ask. "I think you're the one with the problem of keeping your hands off me!" She says, her eyes shining with the notion. She's right... "Whatever helps you get up in the morning." I wink.

"Draco..." She says sweetly, like a child begging it's mother to tuck them in to bed at night. I look up at her pleading eyes. "Who...who are you going to the fall dance with?" She asks adding a curious smile at the end.

I shrug. "I really have no idea and to tell you the truth...I don't think I'm going." She nods looking back down. "Who are you going with?" I ask quietly. She looks back up at me and says nothing for a moment. Say me. Say my name. With you Draco. I wanna go with you.

"Well...I got a few offers..." She begins. A few offers my ass. Practically the whole Slytherin house asks her every year for god sake.

"But...I was thinking about going with Ron..." She finishes looking back up at me. "Ron!" I practically shout throwing my book on the ground. Her eyes go frightened as she stands quickly taking my hand. "Well I won't go with him if you think it will ruin all our friendships."

"Friendships?" I gag, having a hard time speaking. She nods confused. "You're not going with anyone!"

She glares, placing her hands on her hips. "Since when can you order me around! When will you realize that I am not your pet and you can't tell me what to do!"

Anger fills me. I can't do this anymore. I wrap my arms tightly around her tiny waist and pull her into me. Our faces are inches apart. She is too stunned to speak and she lets her air out in tiny gasps. Her soft body against my hard is intoxicating.

"When will you realize that you are my girl! And you can't go with anyone else because we belong together." She stares endlessly into my eyes not speaking. She starts to say something but before she can say another word, I lightly touch my hand to her face and she shivers. "Draco..." She whispers. I move my face ever so closer to hers so that our noses just touch.

"Can't you see? I don't want anyone else, but you." I whisper, feeling her perfect soft curls in my fingers. I wrap both my arms around her waist pulling her closer so that are bodies are touching. I feel like we fit perfectly. I lean even closer to her and her lips start to tremble. I trace my finger along her inciting, red lips, before finally bringing mine to hers so that we finally meet in a kiss.

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