A/N: Here's my entry for Lips: write aboutyour OHP, and as much as I'm about to get a ton of crap for this, I really despise Draco and Hermione. But here it is anyway, and I hope it's good.

Draco: 504 words

You stand there, smiling, smirking at me, gripping me tightly. Your hands are so strong, and when they are touching me, I am so weak.

Your soft face, lined with blond stubble, makes me fall in love. Makes me fall for you over and over again every time I run my finger down your jawline.

And still your eyes tell me something. Something I never listen to.

That I can't love you. You're a monster. You tell me that you're not the kind of guy I want to be with. That I should be with someone who can love me wholeheartedly without putting up walls. But I know what I want.

The way you laugh makes me melt inside. I can't help it, but every time I hear it, that beautifully frigid and soft noise, it crashes into me like a wave of emotion. An unstoppable wave.

It makes me believe that I'm breaking through your walls. Your laugh tells me that you're letting me in a little bit more. You become softer. It makes me feel warm inside.

You are a truly stunning person. You have me in awe every time I look upon your beautiful face.

And yet you still tell me that you're not what I need. That I care for you more than you could ever care for me. You don't understand, that only intrigues me more.

Maybe, if I wasn't for who I am, I would tell you no. I would tell you that we can't keep doing this.

Maybe, if I wasn't for who I am, then I would leave you, leave everything, at the drop of a hat.

If I wasn't for who I am, I'm not even sure we would be together.

But here I am, and here we go again. I just can't let you go.

You're eyes are enchantingly grey. They sparkle in the early morning light that comes streaming through the window every day.

Your eyes tell me things that you will not tell me. Your eyes tell me how you're really feeling behind the façade you put up to protect yourself.

You tell me that you don't need me, but even so you've never pushed me away from you.

And you still insist you can never love me the way I love you. I think that's a lie.

And if I was different, I would stop you.

If I was different I would walk out on us,

If I was different, things would never have escalated the way they have.

But I'm not. It's something you need to accept.

But at the end of the day, if you really want me to leave I will. You just need to give me a good reason as to why I should stop trying to make you a better person.

Because I know I make you a better person, and there's no argument in the world that would satisfy me enough to make me leave.

So, here I am, and here we go again.

-Hermione