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Draco's POV

Hermione and I continued our charade as a couple. My left hand was still on her waist. She could still here my mind and I could still hear hers. That was why I'm reciting the Hogwarts song while she was reciting the whole 'a Hogwarts history' book.

As we made our way to the rink, my hold to Hermione continued to tighten. Almost all the boys we've came across to, always find a way to ogle her. I know Hermione is gorgeous, but still they don't have to stare at her like they were undressing her!

I glared at every one! Why don't they just mind their own business! I hope the boys who ogled at her get the message that she wasn't interested! Why do I care? I don't even have a reason be irritated like I was now! And the girls---! Don't even get me started!

They glared at Hermione then winked at me! Can you imagine?! Hermione despite of being a goddess still managed to feel insecure. Every time a girl would try to flirt with me, she looks down.

Those girls were not even worth of my glance! What was she thinking? Stupid Hogwarts history! If she keeps reciting the whole book I might as well go crazy!!!!

I still could not find a reason for her to feel insecure! Heck she even managed to stay oblivious to all the ogling from all the guys! It's driving me crazy!

Stupid Slughorn! Errr!!! Can't she stop biting her lips! It makes me remember the best kissed I ever had! Wait! Did I just say that? Get a grip Draco Malfoy!

I sighed.

"What are you thinking? What's with the Hogwarts song?" Hermione asked looking concern.

"Mind your own business Granger!" I involuntary snarled. She bit her lips again. Stupid kissable lips!

"Fine! Get your hands off me!" She stumped her feet before elbowing my ribs! Man this girl could hit!

She glared at me. I glared back at her before glancing around us. I saw couple of boys with hopeful eyes while some girls were practically beaming. Apparently they found our fight a good thing. One of the guys actually managed to walk near us planning to offer her a hand.

Being a Malfoy has its own advantage. I purposely drop one of my gloves with a Malfoy badge on it. The guy's eyes widened when he saw it. He looked at me obviously recognizing who I was. I glared at him daring him to come closer.

That worked since as soon as he saw my deathly glare he stepped back and walked away as fast at he could.

"Did you just do what I thought you did?" Crap! I forgot she still fuming.

"What?-- The guy was prac--tically—err--- Whatever you say Granger." For Merlin sake did I just stuttered?

"Malfoy what's your problem?" How could she still manage to be this gorgeous despite of her angry tantrums!

Her eyes widened then she blushed! God she heard what I just thought! I quickly return to my Hogwarts song. She was totally red by now. I don't know if she was red because of my thoughts or because she was so angry.

"Sorry. Now could we just go?" I said. We're creating a commotion. Sooner or later they would realize that the girl beside me was Hermione Granger. I wouldn't want her to get uncomfortable again.

"Did you just say sorry?" She blinked.

"Look love" She blushed. I mentally screamed to her that I could not call her by her name because people were now looking at us anticipating for our big fight.

"We need to go now unless you want to be grope by the crowd again?" She gulped realizing what I meant. She looked around and saw people staring at us. She involuntary stepped forward closing our gap. I felt her discomfort due to the attention.

I snaked my arms to her waist again causing her to relax a little. I heard her mumbled something about feeling safe but I didn't hear it as one of the reporters recognized Hermione.

"Hermione Granger?!" All the people around us looked at her. She buried her face in my neck as I hugged her.

Crazy stupid crowd, fans, people! I grabbed Hermione's hand and tried to run, but as soon as she took one step she tripped. What's with Granger? Everywhere we go, she managed to get into trouble- well I mean us into trouble.

"Draco!" I could see that she was starting to panic. I looked at her knees and saw it bleeding.

"Your bleeding!?" I stated panicking with her.

"I had worst. Just get me out of here!" She said.

She had worst- she had worst! Yah! I know and I practically saw it. Stupid relationship with Bellatrix! Stupid death eater duties!

"Draco!" She screamed as one of the reporters grabbed her hands.

"Get away!" I warned with my deathly voice. "All of you step back and don't come any closer! Touch her and I'll personally make sure that you'll be living in hell!" I did not screamed or anything, but my monotone voice was enough to tell that I meant it. Some people actually gulped and some people make way for us. I carried (princess style) Hermione sensing that she could not walk.

Her face was buried in my neck. I could feel her breath and warm of her skin.

'Draco thank you…' she told me through her thoughts.

'Anytime. Do you still want to go and polycraxe?' I answered her thoughts.

'Yeah… Let's seat in a bench first so that I could fix my knees'

'okay' I smiled. Once again I recited the Hogwarts song in my mind.

I could never keep my poker face whenever Hermione was with me. She was Hermione, true to her self. She never pretends unlike me. When I'm with her I could feel different kinds of unknown emotion, all bugging me at the same time. She's driving me crazy!

I saw an empty bench. I walked slowly wanting to prolong holding her. I don't even know why but I really love holding her.

Now, the only times where I could be my self was when I'm around Hermione.

What's the point of pretending anyway? She could tell if my poker face is on. Which is amazing since no one, as in no one could recognize my poker face.

"Draco? What's wrong?" She asked. I realized that I stopped on my tract.

I was about to wear my poker face when I realized that there's no point into doing it.

"Nothing."

"You almost wear your poker face there. Glad you decided not to use it" How did she know? I had no idea.

"Your eyes…" She said with her face buried in my neck

"huh?" I mumbled confuse.

"I said your eyes… I could tell because of your eyes" She heard my thoughts.

I sat her down the bench. She took out her wand and begun healing her wound. I tried not to watch her but there's no luck. I glanced at her often than necessary.

"Hey can I ask you a question?" She was looking in my eyes. I'm starting to drown in her deep brown eyes.

"Ask away" Heck I can't say no. Stupid beautiful brown eyes!

Great! WORD of the day 'STUPID'. I should stop thinking of that word!

"What's with the poker face?" She asked determine to know the answer.

I signed. I could not just deny her eyes-- well in this case everything about her.

"Hermione all of my life I been designed to pretend and hide who I really am. Never let anyone to know my true self. Even my mom can't tell the difference between my poker face and my true self because I've been using it my entire life" Did I just confessed my secret to Hermione? I have to look away before I confess my entire life to her.

"Draco the war is over. I know your poker face is useful during the war but it's finished now. You need to be your-self and stop wearing a mask." She said sincerely. I could not look away. She could ask and get answers from me easily, her eyes is full of concern that my heart clenched every time I tired to deny her gentleness.

"I can't. I don't know how. How do you even know that I'm using my poker face? It's not like you knew my whole life?" I asked hoping that it would change the subject.

"I told you, it's your eyes that gives you away. Every time you use your poker face I found myself staring into empty lifeless eyes. When you're not wearing it I found myself looking to the most gorgeous expressive blue eyes I've ever seen." She blushed realizing what she just said.

"Blue eyes? Exception to Potter's green eyes." I don't know why I blurted out those words.

She looked at me quizzically. I bet she's trying to understand my reaction. Now I know how Harry Potter survived the war. I bet he won't survive if Hermione wasn't by his side. Lucky bastard!

"What's Harry got to do with this?" She asked looking confuse.

"For once, Harry Potter doesn't have to pretend because he has people around him that accept who he really is with out judgments. He doesn't have to worry of what others might say because he knows that he had a family that will support him no matter what. He doesn't care about the expectation of the people around him." I said.

"You could be like that too. Harry survived because he has faith in people around him. You should start trusting people and let them see who you really are. You also have people who care about you. Draco your parent changed side because of you. They love you. Knowing your safe is enough to make them happy. And your happiness will be doom if you continued this charade!" She gently place her warm hands in my face.

I closed my eyes to cherish this moment. I know this would be the last and final interaction between the two of us.

"I only have my parents Hermione. I don't have any true friend!" I told her leaning to her touch.

"You won't have one if you continue to hide yourself." She whispered.

"I don't know how. I---" She cut me off placing her finger in my lips.

"You can start by treating me as your true friend" She said as I open my eyes. "You can trust me Draco" as if I don't know that.

"I know I can trust you but---" I stopped when I saw frustration written all over her face.

"You don't want me to be your friend" She continued my unfinished sentence.

"Merlin no!" I said quickly. She's misunderstanding things. Don't she see that having her as a friend is way too good to be true? I mean we're the complete opposite of each other. She's the light I'm the shadow.

"Hermione listen. I don't deserve you as a friend. You're too—well perfect and I am nothing great" How could I make her understand that we're different.

I paused and stared at her. I saw her confuse face turn to range.

"Listen DRACO! Listen well! I'm far from perfect! Your reasoning is BULLSHIT!" I blinked. "I want you to be my friend and you want me to be your friend! That is enough to start our friendship! Now! You SHOULD start being yourself from now on because it would be useless to pretend!" Man Hermione is stubborn. Another reason to love her! LOVE? I mean err--- what ever!

"Fine!" I mumbled as I was still speechless. She sighed calming her self.

"Let's start all over again" She said then I nodded. Talking about mood change.

"Hi! I'm Hermione Granger. You are?" She was serious when she said start all over again.

"Draco Malfoy at your service" Why not starts with a good impression? I kissed her hands as a gesture of being a gentleman.

She blushed. First impression success.

"Draco nice to finally meet you" She said seriously trying to hide her smile.

"Nice to finally be your friend" I answered back.

"I'm going to polycraxe. Want to join?" She told me. I held out my hand as my answer.

I looked around to see if anyone saw our exchanged. Luckily no one was around us except for the brown cat 5 feet away from us.

I stared at it for a while. The cat looked at me and winked. I was about to follow it when it run away.

Strange day! First, the mob; then the old lady; now, the cat. Being Hermione is indeed a moment to remember.

A/N; Sorry for late update... lolz.... i'm begging you to leave a review...