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Chapter 6

Draco's bedroom door slammed shut. Hermione gazed after him wondering what on earth had just happened. She suddenly realised that her feet were carrying her after him without her say so; she reached the door and turned the handle. She peered into the room and saw that absolutely everything was green and silver, from the bedcovers to the wardrobe. She looked around and saw Draco sat on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands. She walked slowly over, shutting the door behind her. She sat tentatively next to him, not sure how he would react, but was relieved to find that he did not flinch away.

"What did you mean?" she asked quietly, looking down at her lap.

Draco didn't say anything; his fists were clenched.

"Did you mean that I belong to you?" she asked, looking up at him.

"I don't know," Draco snapped, he sighed, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I do that."

"It's ok," said Hermione gently.

"It's not," he said, angry with himself, "You've never done anything to deserve the way I've treated you for the past seven years. It was cruel and unnecessary and I can never express how sorry I am."

Words failed Hermione; she had never in her wildest dreams ever thought that she would get an apology for the way she had been treated. She smiled,

"You have no idea how much that means."

Draco looked up, he had never noticed how radiant her smile was or what a delicate shade of chocolate her almond shaped eyes were, she was beautiful. He leaned closer, the scent of her lavender perfume filling his nose. He licked his lips nervously. Hermione's breath became fast as she realised what he was doing, she smiled as she too leaned in. His silver eyes were dazzling in the light from the torches surrounding them. They stopped inches from each other and Draco tucked a stray curl behind her ear. His touch was tender as his fingers brushed against her cheek. He waited, not sure if he should do what every particle of his body was screaming for, but Hermione took matters into her own hands and their lips touched.

Fireworks seemed to go off in Draco's brain, he had never experienced anything like it, the soft yet firmness of her lips was exhilarating and for the first time in his life everything, but the girl in front of him, was wiped from his mind. There was nothing in the world but himself and Hermione. This was how it should always have been. He leaned in closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck, winding her fingers through his white, blonde hair.

They broke apart and he saw that Hermione's cheeks were slightly pink. He took hold of her hand and whispered.

"How do you do this to me?"

She laughed and the sound was like bells, "I could ask the same thing."

"You make everything bad in my life go away just by being close to me. I feel like myself in a way I never have before."

"I thought it was just me who felt like that," she said, squeezing his hand, "I've never liked anyone the way I like you."

Draco's grin faded, he had just remembered something, "But we can't ever be together."

"Why?" asked Hermione, taking back her hand and giving him a stern look, he definitely knew how to kill a moment, "Old habits die hard?"

He didn't meet her disapprove gaze, "Those habits have been in my family for thousands of years."

"Then isn't it time for a change?" she demanded.

"I can't," he said, his heart sinking at his own cowardice.

"Draco," said Hermione, her voice starting to sound angry now, "I've never felt this way about anyone in my life, but I'm not going to go running after you, if you are too embarrassed to be seen with me. I've got more pride in myself than that."

Draco winced at her words, "I wish it was different," he said feebly.

Hermione stood up looking hurt, "Yeah me to."

And with that she left the room.

The moment that door snapped shut Draco smacked himself over the head. What on earth had made him say that? What was wrong with him? He groaned as he threw himself backwards onto the bed.

I cannot apologise enough about the absurd amount of time it took me to finish this chapter. I'm not going to lie, I just gave up on it, but the other day I was going through my files and found it again and I wanted to carry on. This isn't a particularly long chapter, but it's kind of just to get me back into the swing of things again. I hope I stay committed this time. Thank you and please review xxx