Hermione revisited Draco in the Hospital Wing during the rest of her free periods. There wasn't much to discuss about the happenings since he was stuck in bed and she was stuck in class. But there was something that tugged her to his side every free period, as if like a magnet. She repeated to herself it was purely the fact that they were investigating the situation together but she knew that was a lie. However, she refused to admit what was there, the way her heart pumped when his smirk appeared.

She entered his room on Thursday to see him up and dressed in his Slytherin robes. He greeted her with that Malfoy smirk and she gave one back reluctantly.

"Hello, Hermione." he said. It had taken him awhile to get used to calling her by her true name but Hermione was glad he finally did.

"I see you're up." she said, pointing at him.

"Finally." he said, "I've been well all this time but Madam Pomfrey has insisted I stay."

"Well, now that you're up, let's head to the library." Hermione said, "Maybe we'll find something that's worth something to us." Draco groaned but followed her anyway. As they walked Hermione made sure not to say too much, for she felt nervous. Draco was walking close to her, so close their hands brushed, and she hated feeling the sparks that shot through her. She wanted to curse herself with her wand just to end the torture.

They checked out several books from the library and read through them. Not much was offered by the books but Hermione was determined to find something. She read and reread pages several times in pursuit of one sentence that could help her. But, alas, there was nothing. She felt comfortable reading, though, for it didn't cause her to converse with Draco. She didn't wish to talk to him too much, considering the odd way she was acting nowadays.

"Hermione?" Draco said, breaking the silence Hermione wanted to stay unbroken.

"Yes?" Hermione said quietly, keeping her eyes down.

"You asked why I saved you." he said, "I told you it didn't matter why, just that it was good that you didn't die. But that's not it. Do you want to know the truth?"

"The truth would be nice." she said, flipping through the book to make him think she was reading it.

"Well, I've been feeling differently toward you." he whispered, "I told myself to shut up about it but I can't help it. After you kept visiting me in the Hospital Wing I stopped telling myself to shut up." Hermione knew she was blushing. She knew exactly what Draco meant, and it frightened her. The fact that her enemy for six years was starting to like her in the opposite way of hate made her extremely scared. But what really made her afraid was the fact that her feelings were changing also.

"I like you a lot, Hermione." he said, "Maybe...love. I don't why, I just can't stop thinking of you." Hermione lifted her head from her book to stare into Draco's eyes. Her heart was beating a hundred times a second. She wondered if she should be happy or upset. He didn't say anymore; just looked to her for an answer.

"I've been feeling different too." Hermione said, "But...Draco, I don't know...You're pureblood, I'm Muggle-born. Would it work?"

"I don't know." he said, reaching across the table to touch her hand, "If we're going to spend time with each other about what happened, we have to decide." Hermione bit her lip. She wanted to say yes. She wanted to say no. She wanted to run. She wanted to wake up and discover this a horrid nightmare. But she wasn't in a dream; this was real, and she only had two choices--yes, or no.

"Draco..." Hermione whispered. He moved his chair closer to her until she could feel his shoulder touch hers. He intertwined thier fingers. She moved her face to face his.

"It's alright if you say no." he said, with a comforting edge in his voice that a Malfoy never had before, "I'll understand. Just remember how I feel." He unlocked their fingers and stood. Hermione felt cold as he moved away. Her heart was exploding and twisting with reasons to say yes and no. She didn't know what was right.

"Draco!" she shouted, running after him. He spun around and she stopped, inches away from him. She took his pale hands in hers and looked up at him.

"Yes." she said. He said nothing and his face was expressionless. Then he leaned forward to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he laid his on her waist. Hermione's heart stopped beating so fast and entered into a blissful pace inside her chest.

Okay, so the romance has begun. It's a little hard for me to come up with ideas currently, so if I don't update for awhile or I update with crud, I'm sorry. I'm just empty when it comes to ideas right now. But please review anyway!