So Much For Secret

It had been nearly a week since Draco and Hermione had proclaimed their love for one another and become a couple, yet they were the only ones that knew of this new union. They had kept their love a secret to the rest of the Hogwarts student body because they knew how fast gossip spread throughout the school and they couldn't risk the news reaching the wrong ears. Draco's father for instance. If Lucius ever heard that his son was dating a Mudblood, he would surely have Hermione killed. Draco suppressed a shudder. He prayed something like that would never happen. As of present, Draco was seated in the library doing his potions essay on the side effects of a dreamless sleep potion if taken in excess. Nowadays he always did his homework in the library, because whenever Hermione and him were alone together they would always end up being in their own little world. Hermione had finally decided that if they wanted to graduate, they would have to do their homework in separate places so as not to get distracted. There was no way that Hermione would tolerate a "T" on either of their next essays. Other than that Draco spent every moment he could with Hermione. They ate Breakfast, Lunch, and Supper together in the Head Dorms and they talked for hours in front of the fire at night before they went to their separate rooms. They still had to act like they hated each other's guts when they saw each other in the halls between classes, so as not to raise suspicion and he knew she hated that as much as he did, but the alternative wasn't pretty either. The alternative consisted of Potter and Weasley hexing him into outer space (Because even though they weren't talking right now, Draco knew that there was a bond between them) and Slytherin cronies putting Hermione in the Hospital wing. The secret life was working pretty well for them right now.

Draco finished his essay and carefully rolled up the long piece of parchment, so that the ink wouldn't smudge. "Say what you want about us Malfoy's, but we do things right the first time around." Draco thought smugly. Draco handed the very large and very heavy book that he'd been using as a reference for his potions essay, to Madame Pinz as he passed her desk and walked out of the library. He was anxious to see Hermione again, before he retired for the night. It was the first time; in a long time that Draco could remember looking forward to something. Draco his was just turning the last corner before the Heads portrait, when something yanked him by his arm, pulling him into a dissertated corridor. Make that someone.

"Hermione, what on earth-" but he was cut off as her lips captured his in a blazing kiss. It wasn't a lustful kiss, they never were. It was sweet and gentle and at the same time the spark that raced between them was unmistakable. When she finally pulled away, both were panting very deeply and both of their cheeks were flushed.

"Hello Draco. Finish your essay? I wanted to surprise you, instead of waiting in the dorm like always. You know, rebel a little." Hermione stated smiling up at him. Draco, on the other hand, was not very amused.

"Are you crazy! Do you know that we could be seen by anyone out here like this? What if a younger student saw that kiss just now? What if Peeves had seen? He could be halfway around the school by now shouting the news! " Immediately after he had shouted this, he wished he hadn't. The look of shock and hurt that Hermione wore on her face made him want to kick himself. Why was he such a jumpy Pratt? "Natural reaction after living with Lucius for sixteen years." A voice in his head answered him.

"Look Hermione, that came out wrong. I love the whole new rebellious thing, I really do." And here he gave her a sly grin that made her smile slightly and blush more.

"But it's just that I hate the danger of this kind of situation. I would hate myself if something happened to you because of this relationship or my stupidity. Come; let's go back into the dorms. I'll make it worth your while." And he bent forward to kiss and nuzzle her neck affectionately. Hand in hand they made their way back to the Head's portrait and disappeared inside.

Neither of them noticed the door that had been opposite them in the corridor. Neither of them noticed the pair of eyes, now wide with shock and cold fury that belonged to the person behind that door.

Author's note: I know, I know. Another short chapter, but I have decided that I will end them where I feel it is right to end them. So chapters will either be short or long depending on how big the plot for that certain chapter is. Anyways, reviews are always wanted and welcomed! Thanks to all my loyal readers and reviews for making me want to keep writing and thanks to new readers and reviewers who just found this story.

I may not be updating for a tiny bit, because I have a new idea for another one-shot story. It may or may not have a song as well. We will see!

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