Last time:

When everybody had calmed down, except for Ron who was thrashing around on the ground and whimpering, Draco kissed Hermione softly on the cheek and bid her farewell. Then Professor Sprout continued to teach her class, slightly less enthusiastically than she had before the kiss.

On with the story…

Back in the common room after Herbology class, Draco and Hermione was the only thing people were talking about. No one could believe that the two Prefects who had previously hated each other, now loved one another. Ron was in the hospital wing recovering from shock and Harry was sitting by the fire waiting for Hermione to come down from her dormitory.

When Hermione finally did come down to depart for lunch, Harry cornered her and brought her back to where he had been sitting.

"Um…Hermione, I… um, wanted to say…that…"

Hermione thought she knew what Harry was going to say but she didn't want him to say anything. "You don't have to talk about this. I know you're angry with me…"

"Hermione," Harry said tenderly, "I'm not angry at you. I just want to know… do you really love him? Cuz if you don't, then I don't know what you're trying to prove. You have Ron and me to help you withyour baby." He said all of this very uncomfortably.

"Harry, I really love him. He's not that bad; his father was the rotten one."

Harry frowned, "Then why was he so horrible to us for the past five years? How can you explain that?"

"Do you really think that if he was nice to the enemy of 'You-Know-Who' nobody would notice? He had to do it or it would have been passed on and he would've been killed."

Harry hadn't thought of that. He had just thought that Draco was mean on his own account. "Hermione, I want you to be happy and I promise I'll be nice to Malfoy when he's around, but I cant promise that I'll like him."

Hermione couldn't help but grin, "Thanks Harry." She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

All of a sudden there was clapping from the surrounding chairs. Apparently their whole conversation had been listened to. It would be spread around the whole of Gryffindor within minutes.

"Maybe now everyone will be a little softer towards Draco." Hermione whispered into Harry's ear.

"Maybe a few, but I seriously doubt everyone will. Now,I'm starving,let's get to lunch."