Hello, so the last chapter wasn't quite the best, but I think this one is better. Sorry it has been so long for those of you who care : ) and I have to say it is weird writing Hermione being attracted to Draco when he is everything different from what I personally like, does anyone else find that odd? This chapter is quite short but I'd love to know what you think, thank you for reading this, much love :)

Oh Merlin the end has come!

Chapter Ten

"Please let me help you." Hermione said as Draco struggled onto the sofa. Draco collapsed with a hefty thump.

"Hermione I know you want to help but I'm fine really." Draco winced.

"I don't care if you want my help or not, I'm helping you so tough luck." Hermione said, she set him on the sofa and placed his legs together over hers, so he was lying on the sofa with his legs draped over hers. Hermione flicked her wand and a bowl of soup hovered into the room and landed on Draco's lap. He dug in quickly while Hermione watched him silently. She looked around the room thinking about all the times she had spent here at the burrow and zoned out as Draco ate. Hermione thought of the Christmas' spent with Ron and Harry and the girly chats with Ginny. Hermione was broken out of her trance by a hand on her shoulder and she jumped a mile and heard a curse. She looked over at Draco who was flapping his arms and swearing under his breath. Hermione looked and saw soup all over Draco's torso. Hermione snapped into action when she realised that her jumping had caused Draco to knock soup all over himself. She quickly got the soup bowl onto the table and pulled Draco's shirt of him. She threw the top onto the floor and flicked her wand.

"Aguamenti!" She shouted. Water flowed out of the wand and splashed onto Draco's torso. Draco hissed as the cold water cooled his hot skin. Hermione summoned a wet cloth and dabbed his abs.

"Hermione, I can do it."

"No, no the healer said you need to rest for the next week." Hermione said in a matter of fact way.

"I don't think that included drying myself." Draco smirked placing a hand over Hermione's, that was in the process of wiping him down, and enjoyed the small gasp she let slip through her lips and her hand froze. As Draco held her hand still she tried desperately not to focus on the hard muscles underneath her fingers.

"This mess is my entire fault; I want to help." Hermione said in a quiet voice.

"I shouldn't have made you jump; otherwise I would still have my soup." Draco chuckled and sat up. Hermione turned to the table and started to clear things away.

"I wasn't taking about the soup." Hermione mumbled.

"What was that?" Draco asked he froze her hand as she sent the dishes of to the kitchen.

"Ginny told me something." Hermione looked at her lap but could still feel Draco's stare.

"Yes?"

"She said you were watching me when you got hit."

"I was." Draco said in a truth filled voice. Hermione looked straight at him. She hadn't believed Ginny when she told her. She thought it was just Ginny being Ginny.

"Why were you looking at me?" She asked blushing slightly.

"Because you looked just as beautiful as ever and I wanted nothing more than to rip of that Gryffindor shirt and replace it with emerald green. Even now in clothes all girls seem to think are the worst in the world you look so sexy." Draco looked at her three quarter length sweat pants and Hogwarts hoodie (which Dean Thomas had petitioned for at the end of last year).

"So it was my fault." She scrunched up her nose.

"It is not your fault that I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." Draco gently held her chin and turned her to face him.

"Why?" Hermione asked. Draco pulled her whole body around to face him. She crossed her legs.

"Because you are." Hermione looked up shyly at his truthful words. Their faces were an inch apart, and she could feel his stormy grey eyes boring into hers.

"I'm sorry I got you hurt." She sniffed.

"It's cool. After all it means I get to spend a week with you while you look after me." Draco smiled as she blushed again.

"There are easier ways to spend time with me you know." Hermione laughed with Draco watching her and smiled.

"Well I think this makes me look much more heroic." Draco looked smug.

"What falling of your broom?" Hermione said biting back a laugh and raising her eyebrow.

"Well yes, but I fell while watching your beautiful-ness." Draco looked surprised at himself and slightly confused.

"My beautiful-ness?" Hermione raised a sceptical eyebrow.

"Yep." Draco popped the 'p' now seemingly satisfied with his new word.

"Well maybe we should take you back to St. Mungo's, you must have hit your head harder than we thought." She snorted. Draco watched her intently for signs of false modesty but none could be found. Before she could react Draco's lips were covering hers. His hand was on the side of her face as his thumb rubbed her cheek. Hermione could feel Draco's cool lips brushing her and they soon became warm. Hermione gently bit his bottom lip as he pulled away to gage her reaction. She wore a beaming smile.

"Yep definitely need to get your head checked out." Hermione chuckled causing Draco to smile, before leaning in to kiss her again pulling her against his chest smiling against her lips.