Chapter Four

The Kiss

The next day, his plan was put into action. He was nervous, so nervous that he thought he was going to throw up. In the end he decided that it was worth it, he was going to do it. He came up to her after Defense Against the Dark Arts and said to her, "Magdalena, I was wondering if you needed some help in potions, I know the subject pretty well, and I'd love to tutor you."

She said yes and that night they sat down and began their homework in the house common room right after dinner. Draco couldn't help but notice how beautiful Magdalena looked in the fire light, and she thought the same about him.

She couldn't stop staring at the way the fire lit up his icy hair. She could tell from the start that she wouldn't gain any scholastic knowledge from this tutoring session, but she thought maybe she could get to know Draco Malfoy a little better.

The truth was she was falling for him, even if he did hate muggleborns. Even if he did have a family notorious for hunting and killing muggleborns. She hated her ancestry at that moment, scared that it could keep her from him. Her mind wondered this way through out the entire lesson.

"Ok Magdalena, you place the gilly weed like this and cut it long ways….." Draco said as he rambled on about potions, hoping she would want to take a break soon. Finally, she said to him,

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"What?"

"To tell you the truth Draco, I don't know what you've been saying this whole time. My mind has been preoccupied."

Draco was getting nervous; he could tell this was the moment he'd been waiting for. He answered her, "Well then, what exactly are we doing here Maggy?"

She paused. She had to choose her words perfectly; she wanted to make sure everything went perfectly. She moved closer to him and said, "Well, I was hoping you could tell me. It doesn't seem as though we've gotten any studying done in the whole 3 hours we've been here. The closest I've come to paying attention to your words is watching your lips move and wishing they were closer to mine."

The time had come. Draco looked around and saw that they were the only two remaining in the room. He smiled at her and moved closer to her. Then he playfully said in return, "Why on earth would you be doing that? Don't you find potions exciting?"

They were getting closer and closer, dangerously close. Magdalena said to him in a voice almost like a whisper, "No Draco, I find you exciting…"

Now they were less than three inches apart….. Two inches….. One inch……

When their lips finally touched, there was an even more powerful connection than there was that day in potions. Their whole bodies seemed to tingle with the electricity of it. Then they heard a crash and a dopey laugh.

Malfoy's goofy friends, Crabbe and Goyle, had fallen down the steps of the boy's dormitory. They were looking for Draco.

"Damn you, why did you come looking for me? You knew I was with Maggy."

"Ooooo, Maggy is it? Sorry to interrupt such a beautiful moment." Crabbe said laughing.

Then Goyle said to him, "Well it wasn't us looking for you anyway. Your dear old dad popped up in the fire crate, wanted to talk to you."

Draco's stomach turned and twisted, his father didn't even know about Maggy yet, and he was already messing things up for them.