Part 6! =] Same deal, I wrote Hermione's parts, a friend wrote Draco's. I'm assuming there will be part 7, so just you wait! Review please!
For a moment, he stood there in silence looking down. She was right after all, he had done nothing to earn the respect of those around him. That led him to just one question, "Then why are you attracted to me?"
She couldn't help but tease him, "I never said I was attracted to you." She knew it was obvious, due to the fact they had just been making out, but in all truth, she had never said the words. Besides, Harry and Ron didn't own her.
"Oh, right. I get it", He said with a playful smirk, touching his finger to his lips. "You make out with your worst enemies because you AREN'T attracted to them." Placing his hand against her chest, he held her against the wall and smiled playfully. "There's more to it than that."
She let out a giggle, but it didn't reach her eyes. If Harry and Ron could see her now, they'd be so disappointed. "Then what is it?" He's right, we're worst enemies, how would this ever work?
Giving her chest a playful squeeze, Draco studied her eyes for a moment before responding. "Well, either you've felt this way about me for was long as I have, or there's a darker side to you. Something you haven't shared with others."
Hermione just laughed, they both knew there was nothing dark about her whatsoever. She then realized she wasn't entirely sure about herself, if she was here with Draco, her sworn enemy, was she in reality as pure as she thought? "How long have you felt this way?"
"I won't lie to you and tell you that I had always felt the way that I do about you." Draco responded in the most apologetic of tones. "I guess I first realized I was attracted to you a few years ago. There aren't many people in this world that I respect and even though we were enemies, I respected you a great deal."
She thought back to third year, where she had punched him, and suddenly she felt guilty. "Why would you respect me? I punched you!"
"Actually...that was the moment that I fell for you.", Draco said with an earnest smile. "Yes, I whined about it immediately after, but in the days and weeks that followed, the fact that you were not only intelligent, but empowered as well. That was when I began to respect you."
She smiled slightly at the ground, a blush creeping on her cheeks. "So, since third year huh?"
Pressing his lips softly against her forehead, he nodded to her. "Since that moment and ever since. You have been in many of my thoughts."
She sighed, more conflicted than ever. "Draco, what are we going to do? Harry and Ron will never understand, and, like it or not, they're my best friends."
"As well they should be. After all, those two were there for you when you needed them the most. Not many people can say that." Glancing to her, he smiled. "What do you suggest?"
She thought about it. "They'll never allow it. You're going to have to try to be with civil with them. Get them to trust you," And then she whispered, "Get me to trust you."
Hearing what she whispered, he stared at her for a moment. It wasn't an angry stare, but one of sympathy and understanding. "You're right Hermione, I have a lot of bridges to mend."
She tried to deny what he said, but she couldn't find a single way, so she limply nodded. "Draco, where does this leave us?"