Chapter 4
Draco's POV
I motioned for Granger to come sit down, and she did, looking confused.
"Granger," I started.
"Yes, Draco?" she responded. It sounded so beautiful coming out of her mouth. That was when I realised I should start calling her Hermione.
"I really mean Hermione. I was wondering…"
"Yeah?"
"I am trying to turn over a new leaf. I need you to help me with the process. Like, could you give me some tips?" I really wanted to run over and kiss those confused lips, but I only just managed to contain myself.
"Uhh… sure," she said, her eyes lively.
Hermione's POV
Draco Malfoy was asking me, a mudblood, for help turning over a new leaf! If someone had told me this a few weeks ago, I would have sent them to St. Mungos.
"Uhh… sure," I responded. I was so thrilled, now I could spend ages looking at him without him being suspicious of me liking him!
"But Draco," I said, wanting to know one thing. "Why did you choose me, and not Harry or Ron?"
"Well," he began. "I can't stand Weasley, and I don't think Potter can stand me. I think you are really nice, and I would like to know more about you." My heart skipped a beat. Draco wanted to know more about me, and he thinks I am nice! I nearly started smiling uncontrollably, but I didn't. I kept my cool, and all I said was 'oh.' His smile faded, so I quickly started speaking. I got up and sat down next to him. "Well, you have to start calling people by their first names. People will realise that you are calling them by their given names, and they will return the favour." I thought for a second. "Next, you have to believe in what you want. Right now I would ask you give me an example, but you probably don't want—" he put a finger over my lips.
"You want to know what I want?" he breathed.
"What would that be?" I whispered. I hoped he said what I wanted to hear.
"That would be—"
"Ahh, how are we? Wait… where is Ron and Harry?" Bill looked at Draco and then blushed. "Sorry, guys." He practically flew back into the kitchen. I tried to get the answer out of Draco. "What do you want?" it didn't seem as idealistic as before, but I still wanted the answer.
Draco's POV
There was nothing to lose. I just came out with it. I sighed. "Hermione Granger, all I want right now is to kiss you." Her eyes widened.
"I feel the exact same way," she exhaled. She was so, so beautiful. The way the sun was lighting up her face was so amazing. Her big, bottomless eyes rested on mine and there was nowhere else I would have rather been.
"You are so amazing, I don't know why I didn't see it in you before. I am so sorry for all those years I was cruel to you. I really want you to know that I am not the old Malfoy anymore." I hesitated, thinking.
Hermione's POV
He looked so cute the whole time he was speaking to me. He looked like he wanted to say more, but I started talking.
"Draco," I whispered. "Ever since you called me a mudblood in 2nd year, I knew there was something about you. I could see someone under your mask of hatred, someone that wanted to break through, but was too afraid to try. Now, if you let me help you, I can help you let that person through. I always knew how nice you could be. I really appreciate the fact that you didn't perform the Cruciatus curse on me. I will remember that forever. Thank you," I nearly started crying, knowing that if he had gotten caught by Bellatrix or Lucius, they would have killed him. And, they are probably looking for him right now.