AN: Once again I am not JK Rowling.

Draco was kissing me. Not some little timid kiss but he had me bent back his fingers running through my hair. Half of me wanted to ask him what the hell was going on and the other let him continue his soft lingering kisses that made my knees weak.

He had said something before he had kissed me. What was it? My mind was foggy as I clutched at Draco's shirt. Just go with it. Wait that would mean... we had an audience. After a moment I pulled away and nuzzled his cheek.

"Who are you trying to get away from?" I asked breathily. Draco shivered and kissed me below my ear.

"Our daughter." I froze and looked up slowly. Ophelia Malfoy was standing in the doorway her eyes clouded in disappointment. Her face was pinched and I bit my lip hard. She looked just like me. And because of that I could read my daughter like a book. She was crushing on Draco. Hard. I bit my lip about to say something to her but she pushed out of the door before I could even open my mouth.

"Oh no." I whispered turning back to Draco. He lifted his eyebrow in question. "She likes you... a lot."

"Bloody hell." He whispered dropping his head against my shoulder.

Even if it was to get away from our daughter I had to admit. It was a good first kiss.

Draco POV

My daughter had a crush on me. Just thinking that made me nauseous. Merlin how could something like this possibly happen?

"Drake you okay?" Hermione asked her voice soft. Her cheeks were still flushed and her eyes were slightly glazed.

"My daughter likes me... how do you think I'm doing?!" I yelled. Hermione shrunk back her eyes widening in fear. She grabbed up the books she had been reading from and darted out the door before I could stop her.

Bollocks. I sighed and sat down heavily running a hand through my hair. This was not how it was supposed to go! I knew it was Hermione's first kiss. I also knew she was scared of me. My temper had always gotten the best of me and this was the proof of it.

I looked down at the notes Hermione had been writing down that she had left in her hasty retreat. The Rise and Fall of Tom Riddle. Bloody hell. My mouth dropped open in shock. I pulled the closest paper to me over and read it quickly. Each word I read filled my stomach with dread. I dropped my head into my hands and shivered. The Dark Lord really is immortal. He had created Horcruxes.

Hermione POV

I ran through the hall trying to find a safe place I could go. The library had been taken over by Malfoy and I didn't want to go back to the Room of Requirement and face the others. My heart stuttered and I shoved my hair away from my face. This was not how I expected today to go at all.

I had been so lost in thought I hadn't seen the boy in front of me when I turned the corner. We smacked into each other with such force I fell back with a small thump.

"Oh Godric are you okay?" The boy asked helping me up.

"Yeah I'm fine." I muttered rubbing my sore bottom. I looked up and blinked slowly. He looked vaguely familiar with his long sandy hair and bright blue eyes.

"I'm the head boy Sirius Lupin who are you?" I swallowed thickly trying not to show my shock and surprise. Sirius was very erm good looking.

"Jean Grant." I whispered softly. Sirius smiled widely and I found myself blushing brightly.

"Why don't I escort you to dinner?" He asked smiling easily. I nodded blankly as Sirius Lupin led me toward the great hall my heart stuttering loudly in my chest.

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