Draco didn't leave his room the whole day. He wasn't mad at Hermione, she wasn't the first person who asked him that. He just sat there. Thinking. Remembering all the bad things the death eaters did. Questioning himself, "why did I join them? I never liked the life." He thought. He hated everything about who he was, who he had to be.

It was almost time to sleep, he hadn't eaten nothing the entire day. He was indeed starving, but Draco didn't want to leave his room for nothing, he didn't want to talk to Weasley, or Potter. He wanted to be by himself.

Suddenly someone knocked on his door.

"Leave!" He said.

"Draco, it is me, your mother. I was wondering if you were hungry, I made you some food son." Said the calming voice of his mother.

"Come in mum." Said Draco, who had to clear his throat first.

"Son, are you okay? You seem a bit sad." She said, looking very concerned with her son, after all, she really cared for him.

"Mother, why did we join him?" Draco asked.

"I never joined him, but when I met your father he was already one one them, I couldn't help it, I loved your father too much to do anything about him being a death eater. I never thought he was coming back. I was really happy, I wanted you to have a good, normal life, but then he did come back a few years ago, I was devastated, I never wanted you to live that life. I never wanted you to be a Death Eater."

"I thought it was going to be easy, I thought I was going to be cool. I never thought it would be that hard. Killing people, and looking at him killing other people, and I even felt bad when I saw him killing the muggles, and those poor mudbloods." Said Draco.

Suddenly, a tear fell down his mother's face. She hugged him, and rocked him in her arms, like she did when he was a child. "It's okay now." She whispered while kissing his forehead.

"Now eat, darling" Narcissa said while getting ready to leave Draco's bedroom.

Hermione entered her room, she was almost ready to sleep, though she wasn't really tired, she didn't want to wake up Draco, whom appeared to be sleeping.

"Hello, Granger." He said to her, laying down. That gave Hermione a fright.

"Oh, hello Malfoy." Said Hermione, trying hard not to seem frightened by him.

"I can't sleep, I'm not that tired." He said to her.

"I'm not either." She said, smiling at him.

He smiled back at her.

Hermione sat down next to him.

"So, how's life?" She asked him.

"Better now that he's gone." He said, smirking at her.

"This is weird." Hermione told Draco.

"What's weird?"

"You. Talking to me like that. Not calling me names. Funny." She said looking at the floor, instead of looking at Draco.

"Well, I am trying to be nicer to people, even mudbloods like you." He said sincerely.

Hermione frowned. The only time Draco saw her like that, was just moments before she slapped him on their third year at Hogwarts.

SMACK!

She had slapped him in the face. Again.

Draco was so mad, he didn't know what to say. He grabbed her really close to him.

Their noses were almost touching, they were both looking deep into each other's eyes, both frowning. When suddenly, out of nothing, Draco puled her even closer to him and kissed her. She kissed him back. Both of them didn't know why they were doing this, they despised each other, and this was so wrong. But it felt so…Right.

They both broke the kiss at the same time.

"What in the world was that?" Hermione asked him looking confused.

"Why did you kiss me back?" Draco asked loudly, he too, was looking confused.

"I… I don't know. Why did you even start to kiss me, Malfoy?"

"I don't know. But look Granger, this was a one time thing. It's never going to happen again, so you better not tell anyone!" He told her.

"Don't worry, I won't." She said to him.

Both of them went to their beds. Neither of them could sleep. Both were thinking about the kiss, and their feelings.

It was Wednesday morning. Hermione usually woke up at eight-ish in the morning. She was really tired, she didn't get a lot of sleep.

She went downstairs, and noticed that Harry and Ron were already down in the kitchen.

"Hey guys." She said

"What's up Hermione?" Ron said, smiling at her.

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but closed again when she remembered what Draco told her.

"Oh, nothing." She said smiling.

"Thanks for waking me up, Granger." Said a voice coming from the stairs.

"You're welcome." She said. They both laughed.

Draco looked at Hermione, he most definitely was looking at her in… A different way.

"Are you guys little friends now?" Ron asked while he looked at Hermione, his face mixed with confusion and love.

"Of course not Weasley! Me and Granger never did anything, and will never be friends. So shut up!" Draco snapped at Ron.

Hermione gapped, she couldn't believe what he was saying. After what happened last night, she thought he would at least be nicer to her. But he was Draco Malfoy.

"Okay then… Calm down, I didn't mean to offend you. And what's so wrong with Hermione anyways? She's nice, she's pretty, she's clever. She's just perfect." Ron was talking to Draco, but looking directly into Hermione's eyes.

Draco stopped to think for a moment. He wanted to say something, but he didn't want to get beat up by Potter and Weasley at his own house.

"You should know what's wrong with her Weaslebee. You are a pureblood yourself." Draco said trying not to sound too mean. Which really didn't work for Ron, who was already jumping on top of him, and trying to hit Draco in the face.

"RON NO!" Hermione screamed terrified.

Harry and Hermione were trying to pull Ron off of Draco, who seemed to be a bit bruised.

"He's not worth it, Ron." Said Hermione, looking a Draco, she was indeed very disappointed at him.

Draco didn't know what to do. He wanted to smack Weasley right in the face, right in front of everybody.

They just stood there, every single one of them. All of them looking at Draco.

"Look, Malfoy." Ron was breathing heavily. "If you do anything to hurt our Hermione, if you ever touch her, or tell her anything of your stupid pureblood crap, I will fucking kill you! Understood?"

"Ron! Calm down!" Said Hermione.

"Well Ronald, let me just point out that I 'touched' her yesterday. And she seemed to like it." Draco was smirking, and leaving to his room.

Harry and Ron looked very surprised.

"Hermione, what the hell is he talking about?" Harry asked.

"I- I don't know how to say it…" She responded.

"Well freaking say. What the fuck happened that you liked so much?" Ron snapped at her.

"Ron, please. We.. We just kissed. Th-that's it." Said Hermione looking scared. She couldn't believe in what was happening.

Ron looked at her in disgust, and left.

"Harry! I'm, I'm sorry. It was just a kiss. And I didn't even like it that much." Hermione said to Harry without even thinking.

"But… Why? Why did you snog with Draco?" Harry was very confused.

"It wasn't much snogging, it was just a little kiss, Harry. I don't know why. It just happened, I don't know why. I'll- I'll promise not to do it ever again." Hermione said to Harry, she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted to scream, to cry.

"It's okay Hermione. I don't care much. It's him who needs to understand this." Harry said looking at Ron, who was standing in the family room.

Hermione walked where Ron was standing.

"Ron! I didn't mean to hurt you, Ron! I am so sorry."

"You cheated on me, Hermione!"

"Cheated? Cheated? How could I cheat on you? We were never dating!" Hermione seemed surprised while she said that.

Ron opened his mouth, and then closed again. He looked from left to right. He didn't seem able to think of something to say.

"Look Ron, just because we kissed once, doesn't mean we are actually boyfriend and girlfriend. Would I like that? Yes, I would. But you never spoke to me again about that. So I am just trying to move on, because you didn't seem to want to be more than friends, to me."

"I know Hermione! But him? Him? Draco Malfoy? I thought you hated him! I can't believe it.."

"Ron! I don't effing like him, Ron. It was just a kiss! Can't you understand?"

"You know what? Whatever, Hermione. Go snog with Draco, he'll love it I bet."

Ron ran to his room.

Hermione sat down on the couch and started crying. She never thought this was going to happen, that Draco would tell Harry and Ron about last night. He was the one who didn't want anyone to know in the first place. She cried for hours and hours. Next thing she knew, someone was hitting something on her arm.

"Is she alive?" The person said.

"Of course she is, dear." Said a very soft voice.

"Wake up! Wake up you- You thing!" Said the voice she now recognized it to be Lucius Malfoy's.

Hermione opened her eyes to find Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy staring at her, making weird faces.

"I am not a thing, I am a person . And you should respect me if you don't want to go to Azkaban." Hermione said giving him a polite smile.

"Yes, yes, sure. You should be sleeping in your room, person." He said to her.

"I will. And what are you two doing awake? Do Harry and Ron know you two have been strutting around the manor?" Hermione asked them.

"Well you see, this is our house, and well, even if you are 'watching' us, we still are a married couple, and we need time for ourselves." Said Narcissa Malfoy looking disgustingly at Hermione.

"I understand it. But if anything happens, I will report you to the Ministry of Magic." Hermione told the two of them.

She left to her room. And checked the time, it was only five in the morning. But she didn't want to sleep, she couldn't, actually.